hey there! Here's another chapter. I want to thank you all for the kind and considerate reviews! I am overwhelmed by the love of fourtris. I'll see what will happen, but at least now I know what you want and prefer. Tris' initiation won't only be one chapter, but also not too many, just so you get at least an introduction to what she's going through.

Ok, that's it for now. Enjoy!

Tris POV

We Abnegation are the last ones to leave the hub after the Choosing Ceremony. It is not only the selfless thing to do, to let the others leave first; we also stay behind because for the initiates it is the first task to clean up the room. Of course we are not alone, there are vast amounts of volunteers to help. It would be selfish after all, to leave all the work to the initiates.

Now that we are done, we assemble at the door.

"So, welcome initiates to Abnegation! We, as a faction, believe in selflessness and that selfishness was to blame for the evil in this world..." Marcus gives his welcoming speech. I have already heard many similar speeches as different events, so I don't really bother listening. Instead, my thoughts wander to my siblings once again. I wonder if the Dauntless have arrived at the compound already and if Tobias is welcoming them in his dauntless prodigy mode, he has told us about. It's hard for me to imagine him in this role, but then again, his pure physique is quite intimidating.

I feel a little bad that he only became an instructor for me and now I'm not there, but secretly I think that he would enjoy instructing none the less, he just would never admit it.

And Liz? She is home by now. But, thankfully, Marcus is still here, so she has some time to herself. She doesn't even have to prepare dinner for Marcus, since he always shares the fist meal with the initiates. I bet, she spends the time daydreaming about this dauntless boy. Her crush on him is really really sweet.

I return to reality when the crowd begins to move. Everyone silent and swiftly,of course. What else would you expect? I hurry and keep up with them. It seems like it missed the part where Marcus told everyone about initiation and how it works, but it certainly has it's perks to be the 'stepdaughter' of the leader. There aren't many, so you have to make sure to use those you have.

I know that we initiates will share rooms, although males and females separately. There is a reason that Abnegations are known as stiffs.

I also know that we have 30 days of community service in front of us, along with some training to forget our selfs.

And then, in the end, there is a rather festive, well, at least by Abnegation standards, evening, with all the pomp. Meaning a reading of the manifesto and getting our feet washed and having dinner. And there are rarely initiates that don't make it I to the faction. For that you'd have to portray a huge amount of selfishness. In the past few years, no one was made factionless.

Outside, the crowd parts into those with gray robes and those wearing another color. The gray ones are told to go to the dorms on their own, since they know the way. We are to go on foot and through the factionless sector; looking if they need anything from us.

The others get a guided tour of all the important places. There aren't many, so they should arrive not too long after we do.

I have spotted Susan in the crowd and I make my way to her and walk by her side. At first, we simply nod at each other, performing the usual greeting, but after a few minutes we start some small talk. We have never really been close friends, but her I know best of all my neighbors.

As we are walking I'm glad that I followed the unofficial rule to always have food on me. I give it away and actually talk to one of the men.

"Eh, girl. Tell me, are you the new initiates of abnegation, huh?" He asks me. When he speaks I can see his teeth, or rather the lack thereof. There are stumps and the color black is dominating. His breath smells foul and I have to fight to keep a neutral expression. I know that it shouldn't bother me, but I just can't not notice.

"Yes, sir, that's right." I answer him and think about retreating slowly and hopefully not noticeable. I inch first one, then another foot backwards.

"Oh, so do you happen to know that goes by Tris? A little girl told me about her. She is her sister. Told me to tell her that she loves her and that everything is going to be alright. So if you see that Tris girl, would you pass it on? The little one was adamant that I did it and I like her, so I don't want to fail her. Do me that favor? I'm really touched by this. I know that Liz has her ways with the factionless and I never quite understood. I still don't. But then again she is more selfless than I ever was. I tend to always think about myself. Like right now. And I don't really want that man to know that I'm that 'Tris girl', so I simply tell him that I'd pass his message on and that I'm sure it's appreciated.

The look he gives me after that is one that speaks tons. I realize that he is a very wise man and can probably see right through me. He doesn't say anymore, just nods at me and turns around.

That meeting is still going through my mind when we finally arrive at our dorms. It is actually a plain gray house, like every house in Abnegation. It is slightly bigger, but still holds a kitchen and a community room downstairs, just like the other houses. Upstairs are the bathroom and the dormitory for the boys and the one for the girls.

The first thing that enters my mind upon entering is plain. Second would be gray. The kitchen is bigger, as is the dining table. It has to hold roughly 20 16 year olds plus the occasional instructors, so it should be.

We are the first ones to arrive, but we don't yet go upstairs to secure good spots. That would be selfish. Instead, we begin to prepare lunch. Us ten Abnegation born divide the tasks, so that some would set the table, some would defrost and some would work at the stove. We, unsurprisingly, make a good team. Unsurprisingly, because every single one of us has done it million times before and being selfless really works wonders for teamwork.

By the time the transfers, along with Marcus and another member, arrive, the meal is on the table, so we all sit down together and those who are religious speak their prayers. Then we eat in silence.

It is not that we are not to speak, like before the Choosing Ceremony. Now that we have actually chosen our faction, we are considered grown ups, and part of being a grown up is to be allowed to speak at the dinner table.

My guess would be that everyone is unsure what to do. Old habits die hard and there isn't too much to talk about. I for my part am still painfully aware that Marcus sits at the table, so I wouldn't dare to be the one to break the silence. I just look down, at my plate and eat in silence, never looking anywhere. Not even to Susan.

After dinner everyone gets up to help. The kitchen is huge, but it still isn't that huge. There is simply not enough space for 20 people to do the dishes. That doesn't hinder anyone to try to help, unfortunately. I suppress a sigh and also go to join the party, since I can't just sit idly around.

Before I've reached the others, Marcus' hand encircles my arm. I'm not sure how I immediately know it's Marcus' hand; maybe it's the pressure. He gestures me to be silent and drags me outside, where no one else is anymore. Shame.

"Soooo, I'm glad you made the right decision today. You are aware that it's only the beginning, but still, as a reward you get the first night here. Meaning that I'll leave alone in a few minutes. I have some plans for you, which I am not yet willing to share, but one thin god for certain: you need to learn how to pleasure men. That will be a central requirement for you. Your schedule is such that you'll spend your first week with the factionless and the second one with me, as my personal assistant. Those after that aren't important for now.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll be stationed with some young ladies that gain a little extra money by selling themselves. You'll bring them food and clothing and do everything else that you're supposed to. In return, they'll teach you some of their tricks. They have the order to make you the best by the end of the week, any means necessary. So I suggest you take it seriously, you wouldn't want little Elisabeth to take your place, right?

And remember, don't raise suspicions; none at all."

With every word he said my horror grew and grew. He wants me to be a prostitute. Is it just for him? Does he plan on selling me? What are those girls going to do with me?

All those questions, and more shoot through my mind, but I dare not to speak any aloud. Instead I just say "yes, sir. I understand, sir." And nod, careful not to look him in the eye, just like the dog in the Aptitude Test. Maybe some part of my brain thinks that that'll help to contain the aggression. For once, it does.

"Tomorrow in the evening you will return to the dormitory and go to bed, just like everyone else. As soon as everyone is asleep, you will sneak out and come straight to me. Don't make me wait too long and don't get caught."

I nod again with a sinking sensation in my stomach, and he turns around and leaves. I stare at his retreating figure for a moment, fighting to compose myself and plaster a smile on my face. Then I return to the kitchen, only to find it cleaned and nearly empty. Only nearly, because Susan is still there, waiting for me. She was probably the only one noticing my absence. At her sight I can't help but turn my smile genuine and grateful. Even though she barely knows me, even after several years of shared nods, she cares for me.

I know that she is probably curious as to where I've been, but she'd never ask. This time I'm really grateful for those Abnegation habits. They are also going to make my Marcus-given tasks a lot easier. The Abnegation aren't nosy and won't ask too many questions. That will make sure that Liz stays safe, but it also made years if abuse possible.

I guess that happens when good intentions turn into plain rules. Wouldn't it be much more helpful to at times ask questions, when things seem wrong? You wouldn't ask for the sake of curiosity, but for the sake of helping, so what's wrong with it? How come that the goal of every faction is in some way or another to help other people, but everyone does it on a different level, not letting the others interfere? In a case like ours, a group effort would probably be necessary, but with the current situation, that won't happen. It would need a dauntless to stand up for us, an Amity to help with the wounds, both mental and physical, a Candor to seek justice, an Erudite for evidence and an Abnegation for the care of us.

Why can't that just happen?

I know that's more of a filler chapter, but there will be more action in the next one. I think.

I've also realized that sometimes I have a continuity problem, because there are so many ideas in my head and I'm never sure which ones I used in the end. I'm still sorry if that happens, because I know how irritating that can be. So I thought that if someone had an interest in reading my chapters beforehand and telling me, where things aren't logical or something, you could pm me and we could figure stuff out. Maybe someone wants to be my beta? No idea. I'm still new to this.

And now I'll go to bed, I'm tired. Good night. :)