I look around me. Where am I? I recognize this room for some reason, but I don't know where it's from. I take in every detail about the room and suddenly realize where I'm at.

Abnegation.

Why am I here?

I start to walk towards the door to leave the room, but a tall shadowy figure appears in front of me. I can't make out his face, but something about this man seems eerily familiar.

"Tobias!" he yells. "This is for your own good."

And in that moment I realize that the shadowy figure in front of me is my father.

Marcus Eaton.

I back away from him in fear. I never have been afraid of much in my life, but my father is an exception. He swiftly walks towards me, closing the space between as.

As he gets closer to me, I feel my breathing start to increase. My heart is beating so loud and a bead of sweat drips down from my forehead.

Marcus raises his hand to strike me and I close my eyes awaiting the pain that I've known my whole hand impacts with the side of my face and I jolt up in bed.

A dream. It was just a dream.

I realize that I was sleeping and that I am in Dauntless.

"What a lovely dream." I say to myself.

I get up and walk to the bathroom to get ready for initiate training today. Today is the final day of fighting. I hope Tris is ready.

I hope I am ready.

I finish getting dressed and skip breakfast. Instead, I head to the pit, waiting for the initiates to arrive. To my surprise, Tris is already there.. but she isn't alone. I feel a frown set upon my face as I look to see her comforting Al. I don't know why this bothers me. I'm sure she means it in the friendly Abnegation way, but it still sends a pang of jealousy through me.

I clear my throat, trying to nonchalantly make my presence known.

Tris swiftly hops up off the grown and walks over to one of the punching bags. She turns around and gives me a smile before she starts warming up for today's fights. I am tempted to smile back, but I just look at her with an expressionless face. The corners of her mouth turn down in disappointment. I immediately regret not returning the gesture. Oh well.

The other initiates start to file in behind Eric. I wait behind him as he gets ready to announce today's fights.

"Listen up! Today, the first pair of fighters to take the mat are Peter and Tris!" Eric says.

No. Oh God no.

I can see shock on the initiates' faces. I look at Eric and he meets my stare with a smirk. Is he doing this because of me?

I turn to look at Tris as her and Peter walk towards the center of the pit to fight. I can see the fear in her eyes.

"Tris, don't hesitate. Strike first. Peter steps before he punches. You can take him because you're quick." I whisper to her as she walks past me. I know that this isn't going to end well, but I can't leave her here with Eric.

I go stand next to Christina and Will as we watch, not knowing what to expect.

"You ok there stiff? You look like you want to cry." Peter says mockingly.

"You know, if you beg me, I might take it easy on you." he says.

I can feel the muscles in my jaw tense up. Eric will pay for this. He knows that this isn't a fair fight.

Peter steps and goes to throw the first punch, but Tris dodges it by jumping to the side. She throws a quick punch to his throat and it leaves Peter stunned.

"You got this Tris!" Christina and Will yell simultaneously. For a moment, I think they might be right. Peter regains focus and delivers one hard blow to Tris's stomach.

I see Tris stumble, but she quickly snaps back into her fighting stance. They circle around on the mat and then she lunges again. Tris tries to kick Peter in his side, but he predicted the movement and grabbed her foot.

The moment her threw Tris on the ground, I knew it was over. I couldn't watch it anymore.

I can't become attached to this girl because after today, she will be factionless.

I walk out of the room as I hear Eric say "Well go on Peter. Finish!"

Tris has been in the infirmary for a few days. I check up on her, telling the nurse that it's my job as her instructor to keep track of her health. The nurse nods in agreement, but deep down, I know the reason she thinks I am here. She may not be completely wrong. I don't really know the answer to that myself.

I walk into the room where Tris is and I sit down next to her bed. She is sound asleep. She has all these wires connected to her, monitoring her heart rate and breathing. I wish I could talk to her and tell her I am sorry for what Eric did, that I won't let anyone else hurt her.

I reach my hand out to touch the side of her face and as son as I do, I hear Christina and Will walk in and snap back my hand before they can see.

I turn to walk out of the door, but not before meeting Christina's curios eyes.

"Hey Four. What are you doing here?" she asks.

"Just seeing if she was awake yet so I could discuss her ranking with her." I say.

"Uh oh. Not good huh?" she asks sounding genuinely worried.

"I'll have to talk to Max, but as of now, Eric says she's done." I say. "Oh and don't forget, meet by the trains in an hour.."

I walk out of the door and head to the chasm.