Okay, the story officially begins. It's a lot like Tris' journey in the actual book, but these are Myra's feelings that shape the story. Enjoy and please review~
Chapter 1: Choosing
I have chosen.
My name is called out: Myra Evans.
As I stand, I look to my Edwards sitting a few seats away from me. He looks at me with steady, strong eyes. He nods and puts two fingers to his lips: a mark of his love for me and a sign that he will always be behind me; in the name register and in life.
I have chosen.
I steady myself and walk to towards where Marcus of Abnegation stands. Where the five bowls of fate lie. I take that sharp, sharp knife and ignore the thousands of scientific thoughts that come to my mind. Ignore the possibility of bacterial infection or cutting too deep that platelets cannot patch it up effectively. I ignore the watching faces around me and dig the knife in deep.
I have chosen.
Red blood – haemoglobins to be precise – leak out, spilling precious liquid and I hesitate for a moment. But only for one moment. Then in a careful, deliberate movement I drip the red liquid onto those sizzling stones. They jump and spit and confirm my choice for Dauntless.
I have chosen.
I put down the knife carefully and walk away. Away from my old faction and towards a new one. I can feel the cold pinpricks on my neck of Erudite stares. They are cursing my traitorous behavior, cursing how I could ever leave them behind.
But I have made my choice. I have chosen.
Behind me I hear several murmurs as other children choose their fates. Then I hear a name that makes me look up.
"Edward Farrows." He stands, straight backed and with eyes of complete conviction. He walks, with long legs that hold him up. He picks up the knife swiftly, no signs of hesitation. And he puts knife to palm and blood to fire.
A hiss goes through the Erudite crowd. There goes a second Erudite-born, and worse, to Dauntless. At least they probably are glad we haven't chosen Abnegation.
Edward walks over to me with a soft smile on his lips. I reach out with one hand, welcoming him to his new faction. He takes it gratefully, sharing his warmth with me.
As he sits down he kisses my cheek and I respond with a soft squeeze to tell him I am with him. And now we are both alone in this faction. Alone but together. That is important to remember.
We together have chosen.
Well, how was it? Myra has chosen and its to be with Edward.
Her journey now begins.