A/N: Thank you again to Classybird for your review, your question is definately one that will be answered in later chapters, just hang in there ;)
To Electric Blue Reader trust me you will know soon I promise, we just have to wait for Lilz to find out first ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Divergent Collection. Those belong to Veronica Roth, I am simply borrowing some of her characters. Original characters belong to me. I will try to stay true to the original story as much as possible but I don't plan on staying canon...sorry.

"I choose to be unstoppable. I am bigger than my concerns and worries. The strength of others inspires me daily"

Chapter 4

Obedience

Recap: Lilz is sensing something is off about Tris and vice versa.

The first week of training seemed to fly by, Eric didn't need to say it but I could tell he was more than happy with our progress and it showed in our rankings with the five of us above the red line. The early bird training sessions were really paying off. I thanked my lucky stars that I ended up in a group as amazing as mine, we were not only great friends but we all had mutual respect for one another, unlike the Dauntless born, our friends excluded.

Often times when we were practicing, Four who I now know his name to be thanks' to Peyton, would have them fight. The evil group as I like to refer to them, fought ruthlessly, their "objective" to hit a man while he was down.

Their ring leader Jordan, was by far the worst type of person took great pleasure in torturing any and everybody, his own friends was the day he fought Peyton though, that would be forever burned into the memory of my brain.
I, like everyone else watched in horror as he took her to the ground pounding her with brute strength, and a sadistic smirk in place while he watched her bleed from blow after blow.
If there was someone other than Eric that everyone unanimously disliked it was Jordan. Never did he fight fair, he prayed on the weak and decimated them if they allowed him the opportunity, just as Peyton was doing now.
He threw Logan and Jared a wicked smile while he laid into Pey, she fought a tough fight but his size and strength ultimately won out. She now laid flat on the mat bleeding from her nose and lip. I noticed that during all of his fights, he always made sure that his opponent never actually became unconscious stretching out the pain as long as he could. Conceding was against the rules something Jordan personally thrived on.

Logan and Jared had to be held back by their friends, while they watched helplessly on as we all did. It pained me to watch someone I considered a good friend go through this. I felt as helpless as Logan and Jared, as much as we didn't want to watch the scene before us none of us, not even Eric, Four and Tris could peel our eyes away.

"That's enough!" I shout out, even to my own ears I could hear the fear in my voice. I instinctively move toward the mat making a beeline for Peyton, only to be held back by Eric.

"What do you think you're doing? He growls at me fixing his menacing glare on me.

"She's finished Eric, she's barely moving" I try to reason calmly,

"And what makes you think you have the right to decide that Nose! Until I or the other trainers call the fight, they are to continue" He snaps at me while applying more pressure to my arm.

Wrenching my arm from his firm grasp I lose all control of my emotions. "And what will that achieve huh!? Are we just going to wait till someone actually dies before you or them!" I spit gesturing to Tris and Four. "Deem the match over!?...is that what it takes to be Dauntless, to be brave enough to die at the hands of some sadistic jerk! Like Jordan!" I growl at him standing toe to toe with him and refusing to back down.

If I thought for a second that Eric looked the slightest bit mad before it in no way compared to the blood boiling rage burning in his eyes now. His eyes darken to a charcoal gray, hands fisted to his sides, jaw clenched and stance more coiled than usual. I've never seen him look so dangerous before. He's been mad sure but never to this caliber. The intensity in his eyes causes a shrill of genuine fear to travel through me, this was on a whole other level of anger. The words if looks could kill ran through my mind. Before he can even open his mouth Four steps in. "Another time Eric" He says calmly but I can see in the way he's standing that he means to protect me from the onslaught that I'm sure is to come. Eric takes a step toward me and Four intercepts him placing a firm hand on his shoulder having it quickly ripped off by Eric. "That's enough Eric...she's just a child" Four whispers, I flinch at his words wanting so badly protest them, however the moment my eyes lock on Eric's I know that now is not the time.

"Everyone back to training. Logan take Peyton to the infirmary" Four calls out, everyone disperses including me moving back to the safety of my friends, who as I approach look as if they've seen a ghost. I can only image what's going through their minds.

The only sounds that could be heard for now were the pounding of the bags, it was usually something I found comfort in. After my outburst I don't think I'll ever hear this sound again.

"What were you thinking!? Eric looked like he was about to Kill you, if Four didn't jump in I'm pretty sure that's exactly what he would have done" Anthony whispers to me as we stand side by side one another punching the bags.

"I couldn't stand by and watch that anymore. I would have done it for you. I don't regret it" I say holding my head up in a display of defiance.

Anthony sighs beside me, looking around the room before he speaks again. "You're the bravest of us all Lilz...crazy stupid BUT definitely brave" He smirks down at me, he may be smiling but I can see true worry behind those brown eyes. I want nothing more than to assure him that all will work out but we both know that would be a lie. Eric will not be letting this go. One way or another I will pay for my insubordinate behavior. Being brave had never been as important as it was right now.

"How is she?" I ask as soon as I'm sat by Logan, he turns his trademark smile on me, then shocks me more by pulling me in for a giant hug which only makes me tense up. I've never been hugged by anyone that wasn't my family, and I'm not sure how to react.

Logan pulls away before I can dwell on it any longer, still with his smile in place. "Thanks to you, she's going to be fine. She'll be up and running by tomorrow" Suddenly his face morphs from happy to serious. "I'm glad she met you Lilz, not a lot of people would have went toe to toe with Eric like that just to save a friend" he turns to look beyond our table to the people with a wistful look. I notice them from choosing day. His family. "This makes us family you know. Once you save a Pedrad there's no going back" Logan says, his friends all laugh at that and start to bang on the table causing a huge disturbance to the hall. It's with this spectacle that none of us even see him approach us until he speaks.

"You really think Eric's going to let her get away with that..pft please. You might as well jump from the chasm now, as far as I can tell you're a dead child walking" Jordan says, his voice dripping with arrogance. Logan goes to move on him but Jared and I both hold him in place. "He's not worth it bro" Jared says in an attempt to calm him down which thankfully it does

"Get yourself some guard dogs did ya Pedrad...don't worry you'll have your chance at the ring with me. Then maybe everyone will finally see you for what you really are" Jordan continues.

"Yeah and what's that?" Logan snaps back harshly

"Second best Pedrad...aint no way I'm coming in second to you. I'm the better man here" Jordan says clenching his jaw saying the words with bitterness. This was no usual fight; this has obviously been brewing for a while. With both boys refusing to look away from the other, in a cold stare down.

"Who say's it'll be a man, after what I saw today it could quite possibly be a woman on top" Maddison says randomly, everyone's heads snap toward her causing her to slink down on her seat in an obvious attempt to hide. The rosy hues in her cheeks are a major sign of embarrassment, however I can't help feeling like she did everyone a huge favor by cutting the tension it's enough to have me in fits of laughter. It took a lot for us to finally let the laughter die down, and although Jordan did not share our amusement to Maddison's comment I could tell he too wanted to laugh. He moved away from our table casting one final glare at Logan before he was completely out of sight. I want to ask Logan so badly why Jordan hates him but I also don't want to pry...although he did just say we're practically family and if it were my family I would ask.

"I can't believe he's still holding a grudge, dude needs to get over it already" Heath says seated across from Logan. Curiosity peeks as Logan visibly tenses beside me, I'm also not the only one to notice.

"Why'd you tense?" Tristan asks, it shouldn't have come as a surprise that Tristan picked up on this and even more so felt the need to comment on it, however to the others openly gape at him, their eyes flicker between both him and Logan but mostly Logan watching for his reaction.

Logan takes a deep breath letting his shoulders slump forward in defeat as he prepares to answer Tristan. "I used to tease Jordan for being a pansy cake when we were children, it wasn't true" he takes another deep breath before releasing it and continues. "I thought he had a thing for this girl I liked so I shamed him...I know now how foolish it was of me to do that but I was only a stupid kid. When I tried apologizing to Jordan for it, he punched me square in the jaw. I deserved it. However the fool hasn't been able to let it go. Now it's become a running game for him to always try to one up me. Be better at school, braver, get the girls..you know stupid stuff like that. At first I didn't care because truthfully I don't" His eyes begin to narrow, you can almost see the tension rolling off of him. "But he went too far today. No one messes with my family! NO ONE!" Logan's fists bang on the table abruptly causing the table to rattle and a loud echo to resonate throughout the hall a few of the people sitting near our table swivel their heads in our direction at the noise.

Logan looks over to them with an apologetic look, then returns his gaze toward me and smiles. "Not even you Lilz" he whispers so low that only Jared and I hear. Jared offers me a smile from the other side of Logan and nods in agreement. The statement alone makes my heart constrict and a feeling of warmth spreads through me.

I felt the stress leave my shoulders when I saw Peyton for myself. She was a little bruised from the beating she'd received but she was up and about with her peppy attitude still intact. Granted she was a little angry that she'd lost her fight, she was still able to recognize that she was lucky to only walk away with minimal damage. Both she and Logan profusely thanked me for jumping in to stop the fight, repeatedly in fact. It was a little overwhelming and unnecessary. "Honestly Pey its fine, you don't have to thank me. We're just happy to see that you're okay" I tell her, praying that she and Logan let it drop.

"Have you seen ah...Eric since...?" She lets the words hang in the air, she doesn't need to complete the sentence for us all to know what she was about to say

"No...lets no worry about Eric okay. Right now we just want to make sure you're alright" I tell her, hoping that she'll drop the subject. I don't want to even think about what Eric has install for me, I should be so lucky that I wasn't hung over the chasm like Christina was...although that could come tomorrow.

"Be careful Lilz don't get me wrong, I'm super glad you saved me and for that I'll be forever in your debt but promise me no more. I won't see you factionless because of me. I'd rather take a beating than see that" Peyton says sincerely searching my eyes for reassurance. I know I can't give her that, not for anyone in this room. It had only been a week since I'd met them all and already I was willing to risk it all for them...if my parents could see me now.

"How about you don't take a beating then you have yourself a deal?" I counter; I just didn't feel right lying to her about this. Not when I knew I couldn't keep this promise. Her trademark smile fell on her lips slowly. "Sure" she agreed.

When we returned to our dorms that night I found it extremely difficult to fall asleep, the day's events finally seeping through, finding it difficult to focus on sleep. I kept replaying everything in my mind, Eric's withering glare kept invading my thoughts and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get those penetrating eyes out of my mind.

"You need to sleep Lilz, whatever Eric has planned for you tomorrow isn't going to be easy or nice. You'll need your energy for that, so stop thinking and just sleep" Cassidy says catching me off guard. I thought she was asleep. She smiles at my surprised expression then shrugs closing her eyes. If only it were that easy.

The next morning I wanted to show them I was brave...fearless, capable of anything and although my appearance had shown that, I knew deep down that I was none of those things. I wanted to run away and hide, make my way back to the safety of my family. No one could protect me now. I was alone, my friends would survive and that's all that mattered.
Anthony and Tristan walked flanking my sides as we made our way toward my soon to be hell. My friends were worried for me but they tried not to show it. Eric was the first and the only person I saw as we walked through the double doors, if it was because I was actively searching for him or because for no other reason that I care to explain my eyes always landed on him...I really couldn't say why. If he were in a room I'd find him and that was worrying. His eyes locked on mine as we neared, unwavering and dangerous. My heart began to beat rapidly pulsating through my veins and almost beating through my chest...be brave.

"In Dauntless we train you to be soldiers. That means following orders when orders are given. Bravery is only honored to the brave not the rebellious" Eric says each word directly to me, spitting each syllable out like vinegar. "Failure to comply will result in your immediate extermination" Eric pauses for a second letting his words sink in. Does this mean I'm out...factionless. Eric walks directly in front of me towering over me, with a fierce glare directed in place. "You're a former Nose, why don't you explain to the other initiates, what the definition of Obedience in human behavior is?" He sneers down at me, his breath invading my senses resulting in a faint dizziness to take over...what the heck is wrong with me?

"Do you need longer to think it over?... or are you so stupid! you don't know what it means!" Eric growls down at me in rage because I did not answer immediately. My cheeks heat up in embarrassment at being scolded like a belligerent child but mostly it made me angry because he called me stupid.

Shaking my head stiffly I proceed to answer. "It is a form of social influence in which a person yields to explicit instructions or orders from an authority figure" I answer stiffly while keeping my angry, embarrassed gazed fixed on him. His nostrils' flare a little but so subtly that I think I am the only person to have caught it.

"A person yields to explicit instructions or orders from an authority figure" Eric repeats the words in a smug tone...JERK. "Interesting that you should know the meaning...yet you lack understanding" he holds my eyes levelly urging me to defy him. I have to bite down hard on the inside of my cheek to the point I can taste blood. I don't want to prove him right and give him another reason to throw me to the streets. Slowly and deliberately Eric's lips begin to curl upward, when he realizes that he's won. I have never wanted anything more in my entire life than to punch that smug smirk off Eric's face. Resisting had never been more difficult than it was right now. Eric raised his hand the motion so fast I didn't even see it coming. With a swift flick of his wrist, his hand connected to my face so hard, the sound echoed across the training room like a bullet being fired...

My head popped up from my warm pillow, heart pounding and sweat pouring from intense panic. My breathing shaky as the relization dawns on me that it was just a dream...just a dream.

"Lilz what's wrong?" Cassidy's croaky voice sounds beside me. I must of made a noise upon waking up

"Nothing, go back to sleep I'm fine" I breath out in a whisper trying to mask the horror in my voice.

"Mmmhmm" She says nothing after that so I can only assume she's fallen back to sleep. After what I just saw there was no way I could do the same.

Suddendly the thought of returning to training was not so appealing.

Dropping back on to my pillow I remind myself It was only a dream, but even as I think the words I can't help feeling it was soo much more than that.

A/N: So yeah Lilz was only dreaming. I got stuck on this chapter, it had several endings to it until finally I settled on this one. My mom definately had a hand in the descision making, she actually wanted Lilz to beat Eric up LOL MOMS... Eric will still get his revenge on Lilz believe me, it's definately coming. I really just wanted to show how much Lilz and Tris kind of have in common. If you're wondering when the actual "Mission" starts that too is coming. It's only been a week and I needed Lilz to find her place within Dauntless before she started digging. Oh and yes I made Logan and Peyton Pedrads, because what would initiation be without a wide smiling Pedrad :D Paste your document here...