"You understand, I got a plan for us
I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous
It must be fate, I found a place for us
I bet you didn't know someone could love you this much"

Dangerous by Big Data

Petra Carlisle flickered through the pages of the research text. She made notes on a sheet of paper. "Pet," the boy across from her tapped her book with his pencil.

Petra sighed, "Yes Eric?" This was maybe the fifth time he'd done this.

"What faction are you going to join?" he asked her. His silver eyes flickered across Petra's face.

Petra chewed her lip, "I don't know… I'm waiting on the aptitude test." she answered honestly. "In all honestly Amity life seems pretty nice. Nothing but relaxation and fruit picking."

"You intend to be drugged your entire life?" Eric raised an eyebrow.

"Why not?" Petra smiled.

Eric just laughed, "You should join Dauntless with me." he nodded.

"Why would you want to join Dauntless?" Petra's mouth formed an almost O-shape.

Eric just looked at her with sarcastically raised eyebrows.

Petra just looked at him, "I thought that you were kidding all those times." her voice raised an octave. "Eric, you can't be serious." her hands began folded a scratch piece of paper. Her nails dragged along the creases. "You're not serious are you?"

Eric's eyes were like storm clouds, "Deadly."

"But Eric," Petra began and pushed her glasses up her nose. "Dauntless is scary." her green eyes were wide.

Eric cracked a smile and ran a hand through his dark hair, "No they're brave, Pet." he smiled. Petra shook her head,

"I'd call it foolhardy." Petra looked at him disapprovingly.

Petra Carlisle was the epitome of Erudite. Petra, however, was naturally harsh and often unyielding. She wasn't usually brave, but Eric had seen Petra be brave before. The first time was when they were six, a Candor boy was kicking a puppy in the park. Eric had watched as Petra hopped off the swing and marched over to that boy. She gave him a piece of her mind and rattled off many a fact about bullying statistics and told the boy that he would end up all alone and possibly factionless if he kept it up. When the boy replied with a snide comment Petra…well she punched him in the stomach. Petra then threw him on the ground and picked up the puppy and coddled it. That was the first time Eric had ever looked at Petra and really saw what made Petra…well Petra. Eric remembered clearly what Petra looked like that day. Her dark blue skirt was higher on one hip than the other and her light blue shirt was dirty from their game of Dauntless or Candor. Petra's hair was in soft waves that fell free around her shoulders. It used to always be that way, but now she usually kept it up in a braid or pinned back away from her face. Eric wished that she would wear it down more.

"Petra," Eric looked at her. "I know that you know what bravery is."

"Bravery," Petra repeated without looking up from her notes, "Noun: courageous behavior or character. Synonyms are valor, courage, heroism, audacity, nerve, daring_"

"Pet!" Eric snapped. Petra looked up startled. "I mean real bravery not textbook bravery."

"Eric if you haven't noticed we're Erudites." Petra looked at him through her glasses. They were large, black, squared glasses that took up most of Petra's delicate face. "Everything is textbook."

"I won't be for long." Eric leaned back in his chair.

Petra was quiet as she colored in her doodle of an H2O molecule. "Eric, you wouldn't really leave me would you?" her voice quivered slightly.

"Pet, it wouldn't be leaving, because you're coming with me! You're one of the bravest people I know!" he smiled at her.

Petra blushed, "Eric, I'm not brave." She stood up and went to put some books back on the shelves.

"Of course you are Petra!" Eric protested as he followed behind her. Petra just shook her head as he danced around her trying to gain her attention.

"Eric, I don't even know how to fight!" Petra protested.

"Well I don't either!" Eric grinned. "But they don't expect you to know how to do it." his eyes gleamed. Petra paused to listen, her hand hovering over the spine of a book she had just placed on the shelf. "They just expect you to be brave enough to try."

They just expect you to be brave enough to try. Petra chewed on the end of her pencil. Her H2O molecule now had a sulfuric acid molecule friend. "Petra,"

Her mother's voice startled her and Petra shook her head, "Yes?"

"Your brother is still in the library, but it's time for dinner." her mother brushed her flat brown hair behind her ears. "Could you go fetch him, dear?" Octavia Carlisle was a typical Erudite. She wore blue all the time and her hair in a braid with glasses covering her eyes. Petra may have her father's dark, wavy hair, but her eyes were her mother's. They were a luminous green color that both of them hid behind the thick lenses of their glasses.

"Of course, Mother." Petra sat down her pencil. Petra pulled on her blue Oxfords and laced them up. "I won't be long." she promised and walked out the door. The courtyard is full of people going from the labs or the library back home. Petra knew that if the Dauntless were here they would sprint across the courtyard shouting loudly. Her step quickened naturally and Petra smiled. Her feet were itching to fly across the courtyard and her lungs were burning to yell as loud as she could, but an Erudite woman looked at Petra strangely. Petra's cheeks burned as she slowed down. She lowered her head in submission and walked calmly to the library.

"Hello Petra," the man at the desk smiled. He was Eric's father: Nixon Davenport.

"Hello Mr. Davenport." Petra smiled and gave a little curtsy. "Have you seen Amory around?"

"He is in the combat section." Mr. Davenport smiled and Petra nodded.

"Of course, thank you Mr. Davenport." Petra smiled and walked through the numerous shelves of books. She found Amory elbow-deep in books and diagrams.

"Amory," Petra tapped his shoulder. "Mom sent me to get you for dinner."

"Oh!" Amory faced her and ran a hand through his strawberry blonde hair. He succeeded in only spiking it up more and Petra smiled. "Okay, I'm coming." he gathered up his notes and books. "I'm glad you came and got me." he admitted as they exited the library with a wave to Mr. Davenport. "I'm starved." Amory sighed.

"Of course Rory," Petra smiled. "I've got your back." she promised.

"I'm going to miss you after I go into Dauntless, Lena." Amory used Petra's family nickname. Petra's family used a chopped off version of her middle name (Elena) for a nickname. "I mean Dauntless take faction before blood very seriously." he nodded. "I'll have Uncle Harrison though."

"Amory," Petra cautioned, "You have one and a half years to decide the rest of your life."

"I don't need it." Amory grinned at her. "I know where I belong."

"It must be nice." Petra said under her breath.

"Don't worry Petra," Amory touched her arm gently. "If you're not sure just trust the test." he smiled at her. "You always do great on tests." he teased.

"Thanks, Rory." Petra touched her brother's shoulder lightly, but her words were hollow. Amory just gave her a bright smile as they walked through Millennium. "Hey Rory?" Petra reached up to touch the inside of the silver Bean. "Do you wanna do something crazy?" Petra smiled at him.

Amory just grinned at her, "Always."

Petra grinned back and shoved her brother lightly, "Well come on!" she giggled as she took off flying through the park. A chill raced through her blood as she darted between the twisted clumps of metal. Petra had not felt this exhilarated since she was a child. Amory raced up beside her and they exchanged wild grins. Petra's feet flew faster, but Amory kept pace with her. The Carlisle's though not known for their foot-racing skills were the fastest people in the Erudite compound maybe even Dauntless too. By being fast, however, Petra and Amory reached their home quicker than they would have liked.

"Maybe you're a closet Dauntless too." Amory laughed though his pants of breath.

"Maybe," Petra panted back and smiled at her brother. They entered the house and found their parents waiting at the dinner table.

"Petra, Amory," her mother's voice was strained as she entered from the living room. "How kind of you to join us." Petra's mother's voice was coddling and proud. "They were studying hard in the library." she said to someone in the living room. Petra saw that her mother had changed. She now wore an elegant, but simple blue dress with nice heels. Her hair was in a bun at the nape of her neck.

"How very intelligent of them to use their free time so diligently." Petra recognized the voice of Jeanine Matthews instantly. She froze. Petra and Amory were both panting and slightly sweaty from their sprint across Millennium. Petra tried to stifle her breaths as Jeanine came from their living room. She as always had people by her side. A tall Erudite man with horn-rimmed glasses was on one side. Petra recognized him as Todd Morris, and fear struck Petra from her memories of Mr. Morris. The other was a woman who Petra knew to be Eric's mother: Justine Davenport. Eric's mother was pretty with wide grey eyes and dark, black hair that was glossy, but always contained in a braid. "Hello, Petra, Amory." Jeanine smiled at them.

"Hello Professor Matthews." Petra gave a slight bow and Amory did the same.

"Please children call me Jeanine." she smiled and Petra gave a slight smile back.

"Petra, Amory why don't you quickly go change for dinner?" their mother looked at them with hurried eyes.

"Yes mother," they chimed together and darted off down the hall. Petra quickly slipped out of her sweaty clothes and toweled off before slipping into her silk blue dress. She pinned her hair into a knot at the nape of her neck like her mother's. She then walked outside met Amory outside their other sister's room.

"Into the lion's den." Amory mumbled under his breath and Petra smiled at his comment as she entered. They walked back into the dining room and found their father there. Antony Carlisle was a proud Erudite man. He was experienced in almost all areas of study, but he often got distracted which led to his lesser testing expertise. He wasn't bad, actually quite excellent even by Erudite standards, but he wasn't good enough to be leader or focused enough.

"I spoke to Andrew Prior, because Marcus was preoccupied," Mr. Carlisle was saying, "And Andrew said that the Council voted to remove the Dauntless police as an act of faith to the Factionless." Petra noticed Mrs. Davenport's face pucker in distaste. She was also surprised to find a Dauntless leader seated at the table. She knew him to be Max and the Dauntless beside him was her Uncle Harrison. "He said it was an unnecessary precaution to have the Dauntless there, that the Factionless meant no harm to us."

"What does he know?" Todd Morris hissed. "The Abnegation haven't even studied the factionless! They are just going off their instincts."

"Oh Pet, Rory." Mr. Carlisle spotted his children hovering in the doorway. He stood up and patted each of their shoulders. "You can go eat in the kitchen, your plates are on the stove." he nodded at them.

"Of course father." Amory and Petra echoed. They smiled at the adults at the table and exited gracefully into the kitchen. They were startled to find two Dauntless soldiers in their kitchen.

"Maybe they have the ingredients." one had the fridge door open.

"I don't think so. I don't think that they have any thing chocolate." the other was rummaging through the cabinets.

"If you're looking for things to make Dauntless cake then you're out of luck." Amory smiled. The two turned around, but did not look sheepish in the slightest.

"Well baby Nose, now what would you know about Dauntless cake?" Both of the Dauntless were young men with wide smiles. One was dark-skinned with dark eyes and even darker hair that was tied back. He looked kind by Dauntless standards and was quieter than the other young man.

"Future Dauntless member, Amory Carlisle, at your service." Amory sarcastically saluted them.

The two young men laughed and the kind one asked, "When do you Choose?"

"Not till the next year." Amory nodded.

The other Dauntless member turned his scintillating green eyes on Petra, "What about you Little Nose?" his tone was teasing, but without malice.

Petra's lips froze, her eyes on the Dauntless man analyzing him. She suddenly blinked, her eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly's wings. "Uh this year." she said and twisted the folds of her dress around with the fingers of her right hand.

The green-eyed Dauntless smirked, "Care to share your plans?" his chin slightly jutted out and Petra wasn't sure if this was a test or a challenge. Or both.

"I'm considering Erudite," she said truthfully, "but also Dauntless and slightly Amity." she watched their eyebrows raise. "Not Candor, because I lie to easily and to swiftly. And definitely not Abnegation, my inclination to self-preservation is often stronger than anything else." she said it factually and flatly like a true Erudite.

The green-eyed Dauntless smirked again, "Well if I may give some advice," he looked to Petra in question.

She nodded graciously, but calmly, "Pray tell."

"Dauntless is something that you can be proud to be a part of, because bravery is not something that many people have." Petra suddenly noticed his close proximity and calculated that if he were to lean in at a thirty degree angle their lips would possibly touch.

"Thank you." Petra smiled. She presented her hand as she stepped backwards slightly, "I'm Petra Carlisle."

"Elijah Chamberlain. I train the Dauntless-born initiates." the green-eyed one smiled and shook her hand.

"Amar." the other one simply stated. "I train the transfer initiates." he smiled.

Petra looked at him as their hands dropped, "You're a Dauntless-born, aren't you?" she tilted her head slightly.

Amar raised an eyebrow, "I am." he then smiled. "What gave me away, Little Nose?"

Petra laughed, "The long hair. You've been growing it out for a while and the only other places that's mildly acceptable are Candor and Amity. You are too quiet for Candor and while you seem peaceable enough, but you haven't hugged me yet." Petra finished.

"Very intuitive." Amar smiled slightly.

"What can I say?" Petra shrugged. "I'm a Nose." she then looked at the plates of food on the stove. "I think it's safe to assume that these are ours." She passed everyone a plate. The music-less quartet sat at the small kitchen table. Petra sat in between Amar and Amory.

"So why aren't you two in there with the others?" Amory asked curiously.

"We are just the guard-dogs for the leaders." Amar said and Elijah nodded in agreement.

"So you two live here?" Elijah asked with his mouth full of food.

Petra's lips puckered in distaste.

"We do." Amory answered. "And my twin sister Arabella."

"Where is the absent twin?" Elijah smirked.

Amory looked at Petra in question.

"Excuse me?" Petra shook her head, her mind entering back into the conversation.

"Where's Arabella?" Amory asked.

Petra shrugged, "I think that she's at her friend's house." Petra toyed with her food. "I wasn't listening when Mother told me." she admitted.

"How scandalous, a Nose who doesn't listen." Elijah smirked. Petra was convinced that he had only that one expression.

She scowled at him, "I have a lot on my mind." she protested. "Deciding where you are going to spend the rest of your life is a big deal." she huffed as she pushed her rice around her plate.

"I told you Pet," Amory looked at her. "Trust the test."

"Trust the test." Petra scoffed under her breath. "I'm actually not hungry." she stood up from the table. Elijah paused with a forkful of rice halfway to his mouth. "If anyone needs me I'm in my room." she then fled the kitchen. Petra went into her room. She shook her head and began unpinning her hair.

"Nice room." Elijah's voice came from right behind her.

Petra whirled, her fists up.

"Whoa there Little Nose." Elijah's hands caught her fists. He laughed at Petra's startled expression. She dropped his hands quickly and stepped back to her vanity, shaking her head. "So you like blue?" Elijah looked around her room. It was perfectly neat and tidy on the side with her bed and vanity. The side with the library, however, was messier. There were stacks of books everywhere on the desk, on the floor, and on the actual shelves. There were also stacks of paper on the floor and random sheets of paper strewn all over the desk.

"I do." Petra said tight-lipped. "It stimulates the brain that's why the Erudite wear it." She finished pulling out the pins and her hair now feel around her shoulders.

"You say 'the Erudite' not 'we' like you aren't a part of them." Elijah looked over at her.

"Well I'm not officially." Petra answered in a half-truth.

Elijah looked over at her and tilted his head, "Do you intend to become a part of the Erudite?"

"I don't know." Petra sighed in defeat as she sat on the small love seat at the end of her bed. "For once I actually don't know something!" her voice raised. Petra noticed that Elijah had shut the door when he entered so she continued. "This has never happened to me before!" her voice rose another octave. "I've never been asked a question and not known the answer in my entire life!"

Elijah raised an eyebrow, "Never?"

Petra shook her head, "Never."

Elijah sat down beside her, "Well that's impressive." he admitted. "Maybe you do belong in Erudite." he shrugged.

Petra sighed, "I've always just assumed that I'd be in Erudite."

"What made you rethink it?" Elijah asked.

Petra swallowed uneasily, "Have you ever heard of Divergence?" she looked at him.

Elijah's face was a mask, "I have."

"Well there was this boy that I knew," Petra said slowly. "And he was Divergent." she said. "The reason that I know is because we did a project together and we messing around with serums in an empty laboratory. The boy was totally aware during the serum which showed you your worst fears. He simply changed the simulation like it was a game to him. While he was under I took a vial of the serum and put it in my bag. I don't why I took it to this day, it was just an impulse. Then one of Jeanine Matthews' lieutenants, Todd Morris, walked in and caught us while the boy was still in the simulation. Mr. Morris watched with me for a while. I thought that it was fine, because he wasn't mad or anything just curious. After the boy came up from the simulation, Mr. Morris told him that his mother needed him. The boy went with him and I never saw him again until I walked in a lab that I thought was abandoned and found him being experimented on by Mr. Morris and some scientists." Petra told Elijah flatly.

"Petra, that's awful." Elijah said sincerely.

Petra nodded, "That's how I found out about Divergence. I started digging around and asking the right questions and looking the right places." she said. "And I don't think I can stay here if I know that's what they're doing behind our backs." Petra chewed on her lip. "Also the whole feud with Abnegation is stupid." she said bluntly. "Obviously they are hiding things, but don't all governing bodies? They have a reason and being Abnegation I'm sure it's a good one."

Elijah was quiet for a moment, "Petra?"

She paused in her rant, "Yes?"

"What happened to vial of serum that you took?" Elijah asked slowly as he turned his eyes on Petra.

Petra's lips froze. She blinked again and shook her head slightly. "I put it back." she answered. "I got scared about having it and I just put it back where I found it." she lied.

"That's the serum we use in the initiation process." Elijah said. "You have to face your worse fears and be the quickest one through." he told her. "Or at least that's part of it."

"That sounds positively barbaric!" Petra was aghast.

"It's only bad the first time." Elijah shrugged. "At least for me." he admitted. The two hadn't realized just how close they were. Petra could make out the slight gold haze around Elijah's pupil. She'd yet to find someone else with green eyes. Petra was happy that she had found something in common with Elijah and better that it was something they shared with very few others.

"Petra," the door opened. Elijah and Petra jumped apart. "You two better get out here." Amory stuck his head in. "The adults are finishing." he warned before leaving.

Elijah was still for a moment. He then turned to Petra, "Goodbye Little Nose." he hugged her. He kissed her cheek lightly and stunned Petra. "I'll see you at the Choosing Ceremony if not before." he half-smiled. "I can't offer any advice about Choosing." he shrugged. "I always knew where I belonged." he rubbed the back of his neck. "But remember that you have to live the rest of your life wherever you choose." he stepped away and dropped her hand slowly. "Goodbye Petra."

"Goodbye Elijah," Petra echoed slightly dazed. Elijah exited the room swiftly. Petra stood there for a moment before quickly repining her hair. She then walked back to the living room to say goodbye to their guests.

Author's Note: Sup dudes. So here is the next chapter! Petra Carlisle has been introduced and she's very awesome. She's probably the one I can relate to the most between her and Gage. Scaredy cat fo dayzzzz. Haha anyways I almost have the next chapter (which is Gage-centric by the way) done! I'm just editing it mainly. See you guys l8er! Review, favorite, and that jazz if ya can, but thanks for reading! :)

CHARACTER LIST:

Petra Carlisle: Astrid Berges-Frisbey

Amory Carlisle: Alexander Ludwig

Arabella Carlisle: Holland Roden

Elijah Chamberlain: Sam Claflin