Hey! So, no one replied to the poll I did last chapter, except for 32heythere32, :( so I'll keep the poll open for answers but only by PM.

Qwerty

Tris P.O.V:

Four months later:

"Tris, you have to get up!" Tobias yelled from the bathroom. He must be taking a shower. I crawled out of bed and pulled off my shirt, rummaging through the drawers. I finally found Christina's shirt from truth or dare and put on the same outfit I'd worn for the game, and several different times since. Tobias came out of the bathroom wearing jeans, converse, and a black t-shirt. I slipped on combat boots. His expression was more surprised then awed as it had been before. I shrugged, "I wanted to look scary."

He didn't argue.

We walked to the pit hand in hand, and stood at the railing of the net, just as we heard the train whistle. I nudged Tobias. Here it comes! We heard Max's gruff voice giving the overview, and then the howling of wind as an...Erudite jumped? I set my jaw and reached out to pull him up. "Name?" I ask, but roll my eyes when I realize he's staring at my shirt. I flick his ear. "Name?" He jumps a little. "Uh, Jay." I nod and pull him up, dropping his hand like trash as soon as he's up.

"First jumper, Jay!" The dauntless hoot and holler, and down come the rest of the initiates, two Amity, three Erudite, including Jay, four Candor, and one Abnegation. Ten. I assume that's a pretty small number of initiates, considering how many I had in my year.

"This is where we split, Dauntless born and transfers." The transfers follow us, through the tunnel that leads to the pit. "My name is Six and this is Four. We'll be training you and yes our names are numbers. Don't you dare ask. Here is the pit." I indicate it. "You'll learn to love it in your time here." We brief them on the chasm, and get lunch. After lunch, we start training.

"The first thing you'll learn is how-"

I stop, because it isn't only us in the room. There's also someone else.

Caleb.

I walk up to him and grab his collar. "What," I hiss, "are you doing here?"

"I-I'm observing your training." He gulps. "I got assigned from Erudite." Then his eyes land on Tobias. "Don't you dare touch my sister."

Tobias looks nonplussed. "You can't tell me what to do."

I throw my hands in the air. "Nice job, Caleb, yeah, get yourself beat up again." I nudge Tobias and turn back to the initiates, who look overall bewildered. "First thing you'll learn is how to shoot a gun." I grab one off the table, positioning it towards the target and, bang, pull the trigger. Dead center. "Then, we'll do hand-to-hand combat, but first we'll focus on gun shooting."

"Wait, wait...Tr-Six, what are...what're you wearing?" I bite my lip to restrain from laughing, but burst out anyway. "This is my idiot brother Caleb, everyone."

I indicate him. "He's Erudite." A few of my transfers react, like Jay, who starts to smile. "Caleb, I am wearing what was once a dare. Now, back to your clipboard, you're observing, am I right?"

He looks infuriated, but that's what I intended, so I sit back and watch the transfers follow directions badly, the kick landing them on the floor. "Get up!" I yell occasionally.

"Aren't you going to help them up?" Asks Caleb.

I snort. "This is dauntless. We don't 'help people up'." I imitate Caleb's voice high pitched and hook air quotes around, 'help people up'. Tobias's mouth quirks. "Was that a smile I saw?" I turn towards him incredulously.

"No." He deadpans.

Good, maybe I didn't completely erase the Four in Tobias in my time as an initiate.

Hey! So, overprotective Caleb, yay! Love that! Anyway, sorry I've only updated once today. °•° - smiley face. Hahahhaha! Love y'all!

Qwerty