Ward is the only one whose heart isn't racing as the initiates, both transfers and Dauntless-born, enter into the conference room for the final rankings to be revealed. He knows that he's easily first of the transfers. Regardless of how the Dauntless-born scored, he knows he will advance to the next phase of initiation. But he is eager to see their scores, if only to match them against his own. He wants to see how he stacks up against those who have been training their whole lives for this.

First, the scores from the transfers are posted. The list looks like this:

1) Ward

2) Hunter

3) Skye

4) Faith

5) Leo

6) Alison

7) Riley

8) Charlotte

9) Luke

10) Morgan

The bottom few are names Ward doesn't even recognize: transfers from Erudite and Candor who didn't stand out enough to be noticed. He mentally draws a line between Leo and Alison. Those above the line are guaranteed a spot in Phase 2. Alison and Riley are biting their nails, waiting to see if one or two of the Dauntless-born scored poorly enough to be cut, if they made it into the next phase. The other three aren't even hoping; they already know that they will be kicked out.

The next list is posted, one with the Dauntless-born integrated into the list. Ward is no longer first; he's third. Of the thirteen Dauntless-born, only two of them received higher scores than him. He notices many of the Dauntless-born eyeing him. By ranking so high, he's made a name for himself, even among the elite of the initiate class. He doesn't need to look at the rest of the list to see the results. Alison is cheering and hugging her friend Faith; Riley has crumpled to the ground, defeated. Only one of the Dauntless-born didn't make it, and four transfers are now factionless.

Twenty-three initiates jumped into the Dauntless compound. Now they are eighteen. After Phase 2, they will be twelve. Many of the others will spend the night figuring the odds, trying to determine who will be part of that twelve, but not Ward. All he's concerned about is not being part of the six.

Looking back at the list, he processes the names more carefully. The girl from Amity, Skye, somehow made it. He didn't think much of her at first, but he has to admit that her surprise attack in the last fight caught him off-guard. He'd expect that sort of thing from an Erudite, who fight with their brains instead of their fists, but Amity? He considers it for a moment, then realizes it makes sense: Amity spend their lives trying to read other people, find out what they need and want, so that everyone can live happily in harmony. But he never would have guessed that that skill in reading people could be used in a fight. Perhaps there's more to little Skye than meets the eye, he ponders. Perhaps I ought to find out what it is.

May's voice drives him out of his internal monologue. "Bottom five, follow me. I'll escort you to the factionless sector of the city. Those of you who are still Dauntless, go back to the dorms and get some sleep," she advises. "You have two days to rest before the real challenge begins."

Ah, yes, the emotional tests. Ward doesn't know what those entail, but he has faith that they'll be easier than the Candor initiation tests. Dauntless doesn't disapprove of ruthlessness and violence the way most factions do.

Maybe he can be honest here, in the way he never could back in Candor.