A/N Hey Divergents! I will start posting a new chapter every Saturday / Sunday (Once every week)! I'm sorry that Ch. 1 and Ch. 2 are very short, I will try to start writing about 1,000 word chapters. I forgot to write the disclaimer in the previous chapter but…
I don't own Divergent / I am not Veronica Roth! ;)
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Chapter 2
My instincts immediately jumping into place, I rip out the knife hidden in my black leather boot. Eric sneers at me as he takes out his own and crouches down into a defense position, while I do the same.
Eric throws the first punch, knocking me down with the sudden impact. My jaw swells up, and I reach up to feel it, unknowingly giving Eric another chance. He kicks me near my hip, and I fall down breathless. Wheezing, I try to get up, but Eric's foot keeps me down. He sneers at me and lets me go, only to run back towards me. But this time I am prepared. I roll to the side, causing Eric's lips to curl into a snarl, breathing heavily. He turns to the side, charging at me with all his might as he continues to move his knife in the air. He tries to stab me, yet I block his every move.
"Stiff," he whispers, loud enough for only me to hear.
"Who are you calling a stiff," I whisper back, "I was capable of achieving the one thing you weren't. First jumper. First in initiation. First in Dauntless. Aren't you a pansycake?" Eric loses his footing at the last part, and I take advantage of the moment and lunge at him. Grabbing his arms and pinning them on top of his head, I wrestle his knife out of his hand, leaving him defenseless. Immediately, I jab my own knife into his shoulder as he lets out a gut-wrenching shriek. With a satisfied smirk on my face, I jump up and wipe his blood on my pants, leaving a stain. As I start striding towards Tobias, who having left quickly is out of sight, I hear a clatter on the marble floor and turn around. Spotting a fallen gun on the ground, I run towards it, hoping to seize it before Eric notices. My hand wraps around the familiar handle, as my fingers melt into their positions. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Eric hurtling towards me, his face contorted with rage. I jump up to my feet, pointing the gun towards Eric with my hand on the trigger.
"You won't shoot me," Eric says, pure fire blazing in his evil eyes, "You're still a Stiff."
I suddenly stumble back as a memory hits me – the last thing I see before I black out is Tobias running towards me.
"Where are the computers that control the simulation Peter?"
"You won't shoot me."
"People tend to underestimate my character… They think I'm small, or a girl, or a Stiff, I can't possibly be cruel. But they're wrong." I shift the gun three inches to the left and fire.
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My eyelids fly open to a brown-skinned girl with brown eyes and black hair. Christina. I jerk up, shocked to find my best friend leaning over me, her eyes watering and eyebrows scrunched together with worry.
"Christina?"
"Tobias found me under a pile of debris in the pit after you blacked out. I came up here with him, and here we are now."
I pull her into a tight embrace, my heart leaping with joy that my best friend is here with me. She is the only person who can lead me through the struggles of life with a smile on my face. I remember my parents and the war that took them away. But now, all that matters is that Christina and Tobias are here with me. My new family.
