I humbly apologize for the major delay. There had been many obstacles (family problem is one) that caused me to unable to complete this story. However, I will continue to write as I cannot eschew EricXChristina ;)

Finally I ALSO SLIGHTY changed Will's and Albert's personality... hehehe

You can tell me if you like this or not.

Chapter 5: Bunny goes down


Christina's POV

6:42 PM

I gulped. Night has fallen; What time is tonight? Should I tell Tris? If I don't go, will I become Factionless? I sweat as I thought of lewd and obscure scene this monster would do to me.

I rather let Peter kiss me than to fuck that bastard.

Tris poked me softly. "Are you alright, Christina?" She notice my sweaty hands and the terrified look across my face. Six hours ago, I was excited: Half-a-mile run, 95 sit ups, 75 pushups and 50 lunges. I haven't notice the hours had past until now; here I am shaking head to toe. "Yeah, just nervous of the next activity." I snorted loudly. Peter licks his at us as Drew begins to rub his crotch. Disturbing. I was pretty sure that Albert was hunched over the bushes, vomiting while Will calms him down. Poor big fella. "The next activity is called Capture the Flag: Everyone has their own weapon from our choice. First team to find AND capture the flag wins. Eric, take your first pick." Four glared at him. "Expecting me to lose twice?" He shot back.

"Not expecting; just certain. Now pick."

"You." His rifle aimed at Molly. "Your turn."

"Will.''

"Typical choice. Albert."

"Christina and Tris." Four spoke quickly. I swallowed hard.

"No fucking way. Peter and Drew." I couldn't tell whether Eric was directly staring at me but I didn't care to look. Winning is important right now.

We separated into our groups, Four and the others were planning strategies while I listened. It took me a while to realized why they are a good match: Both are stubborn and stiff. I heard a sharp whistle and faced my opponent - Eric. I swallowed what's left in my throat and watched as his eyes would burn through my clothing; sometimes I wonder if he can see my soul in excitement, or my heart attempting to find it's way out. He then licks his lips, and for some reason, I caught myself doing the same. Oh fuck, I moaned at the thoughts of sucking his pink plush lips and grinding on him; think about hot wiring a car. "Christ Christina, what are you doing here?" Will questions as he stood in front of me. I glared at him at first, but after taking "Deep Breath" classes with Tris, I was able to relax. "Ohh, do I get a 'timeout' Pops? Or a spanking?"

"Does it include kissing, groping, etc?" Will asked, adding a hint of lust. "Once again Will, I'm not interested; I chose to become Dauntless for a reason and it does not include sex or love search." I quickly excuse myself, not wanting to see the depressed look on his face again.

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I loathe partnership; Four understands that. However, as a result, I do not have a secondary weapon besides my fists and feet. "Christina, you are petite and swift; your shooting skills has augmented but not your combat skills. If there are gunners near you, take higher ground and disarm them. Eric is probably using my tactics this time, so try to be quiet as possible. I'm placing my entire trust within you."

More like trusting me to meet death, I frowned. A loud scream followed by a gunshot caused me to lose a slight balance, but I managed to hang on a branch. I recognize the manly laughter: Molly the Tank. As I drew closer, she was on top of Zeke with a rifle pointed at his head. "I'll let you walk away if you let me fuck you." Her voice was loud and clear. My body reacted before my voice: I reached for a stick and swung at her shoulder, earning a solid groan from Molly. Zeke crawls away and I dodged several swings from Molly before taking a jab to my stomach. Molly whips Zeke with the butt of the gun and I tackled her as hard as I could, causing the two of us rolling down a steep hill. Molly stands up and in fury, grabs my neck and starts squeezing. No, not this again. My foot aims for her private and I smack her with my right hand. As she knead over, I gave her two right hooks and a left jab to her chin and cheeks; The Tank is finally down. "Hey, thanks." Zeke grins at me.

"Don't thank me yet, " I stated. "We got two more beasts to take down."

When I look to see his response, Zeke was gone. Sighing heavily, I knew where he was going: his girlfriend Shauna. It's obvious to me, but the others have not notice. Instantly, I had two regrets: one for not staying above ground and refusing partnership. Heavy footsteps accosts and I started running, daring to not look back. He was examining my fight against Molly; choosing to not interfere is a good idea. Eric has me all to himself; fear grew as I no longer see light. I slowed down, using my hands as guidance for a tree. Twigs and branches began to snap, meaning he was close. I began to climb swiftly, but Eric was much faster: He grabs my left foot and pulls me hard and I lose my grip, my back landing on a pile of leaves. "You don't stand a chance against me." His lips brushed mines. "Yes I do." My head smashes his and I pushed him off. I ran and looked back: Eric aimed his gun at me. My clumsiness is what saved my head and I continue to run, three more shots were fired. His fourth shot hit my left thigh, but I kept running.

Eric's POV

Four shots; only one hit her. Keep going my brown bunny. I held my breath and fired my fifth shot. The pellet drove through several leaves and disappeared in her upper back.

Down she goes.

"Bad Bunny." I smirked.


I will continue this in the next chapter

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