Grey to Blue to Black

by TrissyPoo

Grey. Blue. Black. Stones. Water. Coals. Abnegation. Erudite. Dauntless. That is what Beatrice Prior has to decide. At the last moment, what she didn't know, was that one choice can transform you. And by choosing a different faction, she definitely was transformed. Into Tris Collins: An Erudite Spy, posing as a Dauntless initiate. *DISCONTINUED*

3. Chapter III Faction Before Blood

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Chapter III. Faction before Blood

BEATRICE

"Erudite…" says a shocked Marcus, pausing in between the word.

Everyone in the room gasps once again, a bit louder this time.

I hear mutters throughout the room. "Two Abnegations? To Erudite?!"

"I can't believe it."

"What a betrayal. Transferring to their enemy faction."

"Who knew?"

I look over to my old faction. The people cloaked in gray are frowning and glaring more daggers across the room at my new faction. My eyes drift up to my parents, and I immediately regret doing so.

My father has a look of shock and betrayal. His eyes are glassy and glare at me with hatred, almost saying, "Why?"

My mother looks different. Other than a small look of hurt, her lips turn upward the slightest bit sadly and nods.

I look away, tears beginning to well up in my eyes. I wipe them away with the back of my hand. I train my eyes on the floor as I make my way towards my new faction.

I study all of their faces; smirking self-dignifying smirks, wearing smug, pleased smiles, and eyes glaring back at Abnegation.

Caleb looks at me with shock.

I stand next to him.

"Beatrice…" he whispers.

I shake my head. "Faction before blood…" I look up into his emerald green eyes, which have lost that sparkle to them. "…Right?" The words pierce through my heart like a knife.

But I have to accept the facts.

He nods grimly. I sigh, brushing my hair back with a hand.

"Well, I would have never expected you to choose Erudite." He says quietly, as Marcus continues to call out names. I watch as the Amity girl who stood next to me draws her blood over the Amity soil.

In the corner of my eye I see Caleb shaking hands with a Candor boy who stands next to him. He has dark brown curly hair, light blue eyes, and an easy-going smile.

Caleb introduces me and I shake his hand hesitantly. "Beatrice," I say. The name sounds too Abnegation. But I can't do much about it. "Hunter," he says with a small smirk. I look down at my feet, blocking out the voice of Marcus calling out names.

Did I choose the right faction? I think.

I betrayed my family. Caleb and I.

We betrayed our family.

We transferred to our enemy faction, which writes articles about Abnegation, filled with rumors and lies. But some could be true.

And we did nothing but made Abnegation look worse.

But Faction before blood… right?

I sigh inwardly.

"Hello," says a handsome boy who stands on my left, snapping me out of my thoughts. His lightly tanned skin, dark brown short hair, and dark brown eyes match his black clothing. He could get any girl he wanted.

A Dauntless.

Caleb shakes hands with him, wearing an easy smile. "Hello. I'm Caleb,"

The boy puts his hand out for me, and I awkwardly shake it as firm as I can. I really need to get used to it.

"Beatrice," I say.

He grins widely, showing perfect pearly white teeth. "I'm Aiden."

"Nice to meet you Aiden," says Caleb.

"You too, Beatrice and Caleb," His expression is laid-back and easy-going, it's Dauntless.

I examine the Erudite in the row behind me. The way they talk formally is very close to the way Abnegations speak, but more outgoing and opinionative.

The rest of the ceremony passes and all I can think about is how I betrayed my faction, left my parents, and how I was no longer my father's daughter.

The factions begin leaving with their new initiates, and a variety of parents; sad that their child have left them, or happy that they stayed.

Abnegation stays behind to clean up. My parents look at Caleb and I as they help.

I stare back, getting one last glimpse of my parents, not knowing if it would be my final one or not.

It probably is.

Cheers and hollers direct my attention to the black-clothed Dauntless, as they run out of the other side of the building, running down the stairs. I see Aiden frown in the corner of my eye. My heart pounds.

"Beatrice, let's go." My brother's voice knocks me out of my trance.

"Okay," I say.

I turn around, and follow the blue-clothed Erudite.

I stay close to Caleb, and Hunter is on my left.

His personality screams Dauntless, even if he is Candor. Well, Erudite now. He could have become Dauntless if he had thrust his hand over the coals.

And I can say the same for myself.

I shake my head. I have to focus, I am Erudite now.

I think.

-o0o-

After walking to the Erudite compound, which didn't take a while, we are called out by a blonde girl and a mocha-skinned boy. The rest of the Erudite members break apart and go back to wherever they are going. Then there is only a few people dressed in blue, and a few dressed in a variety of colors.

"Erudite initiates!" The blonde says.

A few heads turn, including mine.

Caleb grips onto my hand.

"Hello, and welcome to your new faction." The boy says with a slight accent, standing next to the blonde with his hands behind his back.

"My name is Cara. And this is Fernando," says the blonde formally, gesturing to the boy.

Fernando clears his throat, his dark brown eyes scanning the crowd of initiates. "We will be your instructors. Erudite-born and transfer. Understand?"

We all nod.

I look around, the scenery strange to me. My former faction's enemy.

There is a total of twenty-eight initiates.

Six girls, and eight boys dressed in different colors. Nine girls and five boys dressed in various shades of blue.

One Dauntless boy, four Candor boys, and two Amity boys.

Four Candor girls, and one Amity girl.

Only two of the transfers are dressed in gray, Caleb and I.

"Follow us," says Cara, her light green eyes twinkling.

They lead us into the library, pushing the glass doors open.

My jaw drops and I gape at the huge room.

There are hundreds, maybe even thousands of books. There are fiction books, biographies, Science books, Math; countless topics. Everyone stares in awe at all the books and everyone is still staring as we leave the library.

"You think they have 'A Dangerous Love'?" Caleb asks, looking down at me while we follow Cara and Fernando.

I grin. 'A Dangerous Love' is our favorite book. It may not be a Mystery, but I love it. It's about a person who poses as a worker at an enemy company, but is really a spy. He slowly falls in love with the enemy leader's daughter. And then there's this huge war and in the end, the girl dies. But when the boy hears the news, he suicides.

"They should. I mean, this place must have every book possible." I say.

"Yeah." He grins. His eyes sparkle and he does not stop smiling of excitement.

As we follow our instructors, I notice people staring at me and Caleb and whispering.

They must all know us as 'Andrew Prior's children'. Caleb looks down at me and frowns, and I choke back a sob as I push away the thoughts of our family.

Fernando pushes open a pair of doors and holds it open, gesturing for us to pass through.

We follow Cara into the large room. There were a total of fourteen bunk beds, seven on each side of the room. Next to each bed is a wooden desk with shelves filled with books, paper, pencils, and two wooden chairs.

"This will be the dormitory for both Erudite-born and transfers. There is no harm with both groups communicating. Choose your bunks carefully, that is where you will be stuck for the rest of initiation." says Cara.

"Tomorrow we will give you some basic IQ tests, so make sure to sleep. There are dictionaries, encyclopedias, and textbooks on the desks. Use them to study if you must," Fernando says, his eyes trailing over all of us.

"Any questions?"

A few people raise their hands. "You, Candor," Cara says, pointing at a girl with dark brown hair.

"Um, where do we change?"

"In the bathroom. You could in the showers or in the stalls."

"You, Erudite-born."

A boy opens his mouth, raising an eyebrow. "Why are the Erudite-born and transfers sharing a dormitory? I thought we were supposed to have our own rooms?"

"Ahh, yes, excellent question," says Fernando. "You see, we wanted to see if the knowledge of the initiates excel when they are rooming together, resulting in less Erudite becoming Factionless. It is for you to all bond and share your knowledge with one another, increasing your IQs."

The rest of the initiates put their hands down.

"Dinner will be served in two hours. Bathrooms are right over there," says Cara, moving her eyes in the direction of the bathrooms.

"Get comfy." With his last words, Fernando and Cara leave, closing the door on their way out.

Caleb and I turn to each other. "So… bunkmates little sister?"

I nod. "Yep, older brother." We make our way through the crowd of initiates running around, scurrying for bunks, and decide on the bunk bed in the corner of the right wall.

I sit down on the bottom bunk, bending my neck so I don't hit my head on the ceiling of the higher bunk, where Caleb sits.

I look up from my feet and look into Aiden's amused eyes. He sits on the lower bunk next to mine, and gives me a smile. I feel my cheeks heating up and return the smile.

"Hello Beatrice," he says. "Aren't you going to change into your Erudite clothes?"

I look around to see the transfers grabbing pairs of blue clothing from their boxes, and walking to the bathroom connected to the dormitory, while the Erudite-born read books and talk to one another.

I turn back to Aiden. "Yeah."

I kneel down and pull out a blue box from underneath the bed. In the corner of my eye I see Caleb hop down and grab his box. I remove the cover. Inside are three pairs of shoes, a few pairs of denim jeans, a few shirts, cardigans, a pair of heels, and a few pencil skirts; all various shades of blue and all look classy and professional, classic Erudite.

I pick up a plain dark blue t-shirt with ruffles and jeans, close the box, and walk to the bathroom. Inside are toilet stalls, sinks, mirrors above the sinks, a laundry bag by the wall where we are supposed to put our dirty clothing for washing, and clean glass showers, ten of them. There is no curtain in between and I scrunch my eyebrows together.

"They are one-way, don't worry Stiff." says a girl who stands next to me. She is dressed in a blue shirt and jeans and blue flats, and holds a pair of black shoes and a black and white dress in her hand. A former Candor.

"Thanks." I say. "Wait…" I look again at the shower glass and am still able to see through.

"There is a button you click on the inside of the shower to turn on and off the one-way effect."

"How do you know?" I ask.

"An Erudite boy told me. The one with blond hair and dark brown eyes, Vincent," I follow her gaze to a boy with glasses sitting on a lower bunk upside-down, reading a mystery novel.

She smiles and holds out a hand. "I'm Kristen." I smile and shake it. "Beatrice."

"Do you want to be friends?" she asks, smiling wider.

For a Candor, she seems nice enough to be friend material.

I smile. "Sure."

I open an unoccupied stall door and lock it. The stall is quite big, so I don't have to worry about falling into the toilet. I take off my grey dress and pants. I stare at them, frowning. I set them on the shelf and put on the blue shirt and pants. The fit is quite well, especially since I am quite petite.

I walk out, and turn to Kristen. "Um… where do we put this?" I ask timidly, gesturing to the grey heap of clothing in my hands.

She frowns. "I think in that trash can over there," she gestures to the garbage can near the other end of the wall that is filled with different color clothing.

I frown and nod. "Thanks."

I take off my grey sneakers, and see if anyone is looking, and hide them in my box. I frown at the sight of the heels, not knowing how to walk in them, so I decide on wearing the sneakers, leaving the flats and heels alone.

I unravel my bun, letting my blonde hair flow down my back in soft waves.

I stand up and, giving them one last glimpse, toss the grey dress and pants. Caleb emerges from the bathroom, looking sharp in a blue suit.

By now everyone is in Erudite clothing and out of their old factions clothing, and a man comes and picks up the garbage can.

Everyone just sits awkwardly on their bunks.

"So…" says an Erudite-born girl.

"So." Aiden says.

"Since this is very awkward, we should probably get to know each other. For starters, each other's names." We nod in agreement to an Amity girl's words. Her bunk is the one on the left of Aiden's, which is next to ours.

She's letting her outgoing Amity kindness show, I think. But in this situation, it's helpful.

"I'm Charity. I am former Amity and… my favorite thing to do is singing."

Her bunkmate, who sits next to her on the lower bunk, goes next. "I'm Mia, I'm former Candor and I love Candor ice cream!"

"Candor ice cream?" asks Vincent.

"Yep," Hunter says. "It's the bomb!" He really could have transferred to Dauntless.

Aiden smirks. "Aiden's the name. I am former Dauntless, and Dauntless cake. Is. Heaven."

"Dauntless cake?" Kristen asks.

"Yeah," Aiden says with a frown. "It's the special dessert of Dauntless. I'm going to miss it," he fake sobs, coaxing a laugh out of all of us.

Hunter hops down from the upper bunk and sits on the lower next to his bunkmate, who just happens to be Aiden. "I'm Hunter. I am former Candor. And um… I love games, like Candor or Dauntless."

I turn my head and look at Caleb confused. "What's Candor or Dauntless?" I ask.

They all gape at us. "You don't know what Candor or Dauntless is?! I play it, and I'm Amity!" An Amity boy says.

I blush in embarrassment. "Come on guys, they were in Abnegation," Aiden says. "Lay off."

My heart pounds at Aiden defending us. "It's a party game. Truth or dare, but called Candor or Dauntless, because, well you know. You pick Candor or Dauntless and if Candor, you must answer a question and if Dauntless, you must do a dare." An Erudite-born answers.

I nod at him, thanking him.

"So. I'll go next," he says, from the lower bunk next to Charity's. "I'm Falcon. And yes, my name is a bird. I am Erudite-born, and I love math."

The Erudite-born next to Falcon speaks up. "I'm Aaron, I am Erudite-born, and I like reading."

The Amity boy goes next. "I'm Joey. I am former Amity. And my favorite thing to do is art." His bunkmate, the other Amity boy, says, "I'm Henry. I am former Amity. And I like history."

"My name is Adrian. I am former Candor. And my favorite thing to do is playing guitar." A boy says, the next bunk bed down.

His bunkmate, a Candor girl, starts talking. "I'm Sophia. I am former Candor. And I like to spend time with my boyfriend, Adrian," she says, giving him a peck on the cheek.

I am not used to public displays of affection at all, but I keep quiet.

Hunter however, does not. "Eww! We have to deal with enough of that in Candor! Keep it there, okay?" Everyone laughs and the couple blushes of embarrassment.

A girl stands up. "I'm Annalise. I am Erudite-born, and I like learning." She sits back down, and her bunkmate stands up. "I'm Nicolette, but you could call me Nicky for short. I am Erudite-born. And I love to do science experiments."

"I'm Vincent. I am Erudite-born. And I like learning about the factions." His bunkmate takes his glasses and despite Vincent's protests, does not give them back. "I am Nicholas. I am Erudite-born, and I love to tease my little twin brother."

Vincent snatches his glasses back and harrumphs. "Only by five minutes!" I finally see the resemblance between them. Light skin, curly blond hair, and dark brown eyes.

"I'm Roxanne, Roxy for short. I am former Candor. And I like drawing." Her bunkmate speaks up. "I'm Leilani. You can call me Lei. I am Erudite-born and I like technology class."

"I'm Bianca. I am Erudite-born and I like reading Romance novels." Her bunkmate nudges her and wiggles her eyebrows at her, catching quick glances at Falcon. Bianca blushes. Falcon doesn't seem to notice. "Hello, I'm Alexandra. Erudite-born. And I like hanging out with my best friends."

"I'm Alice, an Erudite-born, and I like social studies class, when we act the events out." Her bunkmate grins.

"I'm Elizabeth, you can call me Eliza. I am Erudite-born and I like Greek mythology." When she sees the confused faces of the transfers, she shakes her head. "You'll learn about it soon."

"Hi, I'm Natalia, but you can call me Nathaly. I am Erudite-born and I love learning about the faction history." Her bunkmate grins at her.

"I'm Jacklyn, but I prefer Jackie. I am Erudite-born and I love the color blue."

Almost my turn.

"Hello, I'm Charles, but I prefer Charlie. I am Erudite-born and I like biology."

"Hi, I'm Suzanne, but I prefer Suzy. I am former Candor. I love learning and am looking forward to learning about Greek mythology," she says, giving Elizabeth a grin.

I gulp. I have to introduce myself after the two boys do at the bunk across from us.

"I'm Nathan, you can call me Nate. I am former Candor, and I like doing projects." My heart pounds harder every second. "I'm Carl. I am former Candor. And I like writing."

And then it's our turn. Everyone's eyes are on us, the Erudite-born whispering quietly to one another.

I straighten up. "I'm Beatrice, and I'm former Abnegation." The words pound through my heart. "And… well I don't really have a hobby, but I like to read Mystery books." I say honestly. We couldn't do much in Abnegation.

Caleb does a better job. "I'm Caleb. I am former Abnegation, and I like learning about anything, really."

"Okay," Charity says, and claps her hands. "Now that we know each other, and it's not awkward anymore, how about we get to the dining hall?"

Nods of agreement go around the room.

"I want some Erudite fizzy soda!" says Lei.

"Erudite… fizzy soda?" Roxy asks.

"Yes. It kinda tastes lemony, and it's bubbly. It's Erudite's specialty. We all drink that and smart water. We should try some at dinner." Falcon says with a grin. Nods of agreement go around the transfers.

Everyone gets into their groups and walks to the hall.

I stick with Caleb, and Kristen and Aiden joins us. "Hi Aiden," I say.

"Hey," he says with a grin. "Let's go try some Erudite soda. Maybe it can replace Dauntless cake!"

"Sure," says Caleb. "If it's as good as Falcon described it, it should be delicious."

We step outside of the dormitory.

"Any idea where the dining hall is?" I ask.

"Nope," Aiden says, popping the p.

"Maybe we can ask," Caleb suggests.

There is a sharp-looking woman with short dark blonde hair, and wearing a blue pencil skirt, cardigan, and blouse.

She stands with three other Erudite members with her back turned, conversing together. They stand a few feet away on the opposite wall. I look at Caleb reluctantly.

He frowns. Aiden shrugs. Before we can tell him to stop, his outgoing, fearless Dauntless instincts kick in and he approaches the woman, and taps her on the shoulder twice.

She turns around, and all of our jaws drop.

Aiden audibly gulps, looking a little frightened.

"Um… Hello, Jeanine."

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"Wait," I say. "What if people get suspicious to why we are talking and walking together, and with each other a lot?" I ask, and take a sip of my coffee.

Jeanine thinks about it for a second then says, "Then you shall be presented as lovers."

END OF SNEAK PEEK

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