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Chapter XXX. Truths Revealed

TRIS

My head spins and I feel like vomiting.

"I will ask you a series of simple questions so that you can grow accustomed to the serum as it takes full effect," Niles says. "Now. What is your name?"

It feels as though there are two parts of me. On the one hand, I want to burst out my full name, as well as everything I know and then some. On the other hand, I know that I must keep my mouth shut.

"Four," I say, through gritted teeth. It's a half-lie; Four is what everyone calls me.

"That is a nickname," says Niles. "What is your real name?"

I grit my teeth further, knowing that God and everyone else is watching me. "Tris," I respond.

He groans in annoyance. "Your birth-given name, not a nickname."

I frown. "Beatrice," I mumble. And I hear gasps of shock.

Great, I think, as my eyes roam over the shocked crowd. My eyes land on Christina and Tobias.

"Did you know that?" Christina whispers to him. He looks down, and nods.

"What are the names of your parents, Beatrice?" Niles asks.

I bite down on my lip, trying to force myself not to start sobbing and spilling my life story. "Why is this relevant?" I ask, trying to avoid the question, earning the mutters and glares from the Candor around me.

My Divergence makes me aware in any simulation. This is a truth simulation, and hopefully I can manipulate my mouth to not spew honest answers out by the second.

"Maybe it wasn't relevant before, Beatrice, but it is now that you've resisted answering the question. The names of your parents, please."

I look down. "E-Evelyn and…" I squeeze my eyes shut, avoiding eye contact with anyone. "Ma-Marcus Eaton."

I hear gasps of shock and clamor arise and I keep my eyes closed, sealing the tears in.

"So," Niles continues once the silence is back. "You are a faction transfer, are you not?"

"Yes," I mumble.

"You transferred from Abnegation to Dauntless?"

"Yes," I snap. "Isn't that obvious?" It occurs to me that it isn't, really. The girl who was known as Beatrice Eaton transferred to Dauntless from Abnegation as a coward. The girl being interrogated is the Four of Dauntless.

"One of the purposes of this interrogation is to determine your loyalties, so I must ask: Why did you transfer?"

I glare at Niles, and I bite down as hard as I can on my lip, drawing blood on the inside of my lip. I close my eyes, trying not to spill. With every drawing question it gets harder. Finally, I can't do it anymore.

"To protect myself," I say softly. "I transferred to protect myself."

"Protect yourself from what?"

I close my eyes in defeat. The Candor have won. A tear slips down my cheek as I reluctantly open my mouth. "From my father."

More gasps. I expect more questions to come, but they don't. "Thank you for your honesty," Niles says, and all the Candor repeat it.

"Is your allegiance with your current faction, Tobias?" Niles asks.

"My allegiance lies with anyone who does not support the attack on Abnegation," I respond truthfully, as there is no use hesitating now. They know. Everyone knows.

Niles sighs. "Speaking of which," he says, "I think we should focus on what happened that day. What do you remember about being under the simulation?"

"I was not under the simulation, at first," I respond. "It didn't work."

Niles laughs. "What do you mean, it didn't work?"

"One of the defining characteristics of the Divergent is that their minds are resistant to simulations," I say, not really aware of how deep in I am getting. "And I am Divergent. So no, it didn't work." I cuss at myself inwardly.

I vaguely hear Niles tell everyone to shut up.

"Now," he says to me. "When you say 'resistant to simulations', what do you mean?"

"Usually, it means we're aware during simulations," I say. "But the attack simulation was different, using a different kind of simulation serum, one with long-range transmitters. Evidently the long-range transmitters didn't work on the Divergent at all, because I awoke in my own mind that morning." I hate truth serum.

"You say you weren't under the simulation at first. Can you explain what you mean by that?"

"I mean that I was discovered and brought to Jeanine, and she injected a version of the simulation serum that specifically targeted the Divergent. I was aware during that simulation, but it didn't do much good," I respond.

"The video footage from the Dauntless headquarters shows you running the simulation," Niles says darkly. "How, exactly, do you explain that?" I frown, trying to find an explanation.

And then I remember what Tobias explained to me on the first day of stage two.

"When a simulation is running, your eyes still see and process the actual world, but your brain no longer comprehends them. On some level, though, your brain still knows what you're seeing and where you are. The nature of this new simulation was that it recorded my emotional responses to outside stimuli," I say, closing my eyes.

"And responded by altering the appearance of that stimuli. The simulation made my enemies into friend, my friends into enemies. I thought I was shutting the simulation down. Really I was receiving instructions about how to keep it running." I shiver at the thought of what I might have to confess next.

"We have seen footage of what ultimately happened to you in the control room," says Niles, "But it is quite confusing. Please describe it to us."

You aren't the only one confused, I ultimately think.

"Someone entered the room, and I thought it was a Dauntless soldier, trying to stop me from destroying the simulation. I was fighting him, and…" I scowl.

So maybe that isn't the absolute truth, but it's close enough. If I tell them that I believed the simulation was good, they'll arrest us both.

"A-and then he stopped, and I got confused. Even if I had been awake, I would have been confused. Why would he surrender? Why didn't he just kill me?" I find Tobias's eyes and ask the silent question. Why didn't you just kill me? My eyes scream.

"I still don't understand," I say softly, "How he knew it would work." I sigh. "I think my conflicted emotions confused the simulation," I say. "And then I heard his voice. Somehow, that enabled me to fight the simulation." I shiver at the thought and me almost killing him with a gun.

My love.

My one and only.

My only piece light in this terrible world of darkness.

I see Tobias close his eyes. In disappointment?

"I recognized him, finally," I say. "We went back into the control room and stopped the simulation."

"What is the name of this person?" Niles asks me.

"Six," I say, smiling a little. "Tobias Prior, I mean."

"Did you know him before this happened?"

"Yes."

"How did you know him?"

"I was one of his initiates," I say, blushing. "Now we're together." I see almost every Candor's jaw drop.

"I have a final question," Niles says. "Among the Candor, before a person is accepted into our community, they have to completely expose themselves. Given the dire circumstances we are in, we require the same of you."

Oh no, my gut tells me.

"So, Beatrice Eaton: what are your deepest regrets?"

"I regret…" I close my eyes. No. Don't say it. "I regret my choice."

"What choice?"

"Dauntless," I say quietly. "I was born for Abnegation. I was planning on leaving Abnegation before the Choosing Ceremony, and becoming factionless. But then I transferred. Then I met him, and…I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision."

I see Tobias's jaw drop. Yes, you are my him. You are my everything, and my always and my forever. Don't you see that? I hate my parents, I hate my faction, I hate my life. The only thing I love is you.

Did I just say that out loud? I think with a worried expression. As if any situation could be worse than the matter at hand.

No, I don't think so, his expression is still the same. I close my eyes and pretend the thought never came.

"Choosing Dauntless in order to escape my father was an act of cowardice," I say. "I regret that cowardice. It means I am not worthy of my faction. I will always regret it." I look down.

"Thank you for your honesty."

I get up and Tobias takes the chair. There is a short altercation about the needle, but I can't really hear much. All I hear is the blood in my ears. I take my spot next to Christina, and she stares down at me, her jaw on the floor.

"Close your mouth," I say sternly, and she does.

"Be-Four…" she says comfortingly.

I shake my head, ignoring my best friend's comment.

"What is your name?" Niles asks Tobias.

"Tobias Prior," he says immediately.

I shut my eyes. Tobias, fight the simulation, I pray.

"But you go by Six in Dauntless?"

"I do. Everyone knows my real name though, and call me by that. I only go by Six in certain situations."

"What are the names of your parents, Tobias?"

"Andrew and Natalie Prior." Even dazed by the simulation, his dark blue eyes grow instantly black at the thought of his parents.

"You are also a faction transfer, are you not?"

He frowns. "Yes," he says, thinking for a minute. Finally, he makes eye contact with me and recognition flashes in her face. I nod, mentally communicating with him to attempt resisting the serum. His eyes nod for him.

"You came from Abnegation? And chose Dauntless?"

"Yes," he says after a few seconds.

"Why did you transfer?"

He sits there for a moment, thinking about it. "I wasn't good enough for Abnegation, and I wanted to be free. So I chose Dauntless."

"Why weren't you good enough?"

"Because I was selfish," he responds.

"You were selfish? You aren't anymore?"

"Of course I am," he says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "My father says everyone is selfish, but I became less selfish in Dauntless. I discovered there were people I would fight for. Die for, even."

"Tobias, would you please tell us what happened the day of the attack?"

"I woke up," he says, "and everyone was under the simulation. So I played along until I found Tris." I'm grateful that he calls me by the nickname he gave me.

"What happened after you and…Tris, were separated?"

"Jeanine tried to have me killed, but my mother saved me. She used to be Dauntless, so she knew how to use a gun. She distracted the Dauntless soldiers so I could get away, and they killed her. I kept running, and…" He looks down.

Will. Say it, Tobias. And then you found Will. I already know, I think. I would be sad that he killed my best friend, angry, even. He had to. He would have been killed.

But then I realize that he could have just shot Will's hand.

My fists clench for a moment, and then I remember that he did it out of fear; he had to think quickly, and act faster.

He doesn't say it.

"And I found my brother and father," he says, voice strained. "We formed a plan to destroy the simulation."

"We infiltrated the Dauntless compound, and my father and I went up to the control room. He fought off Dauntless soldiers at the expense of his life. I made it to the control room and Tris was there."

"Tris said you fought her, but then stopped. Why did you do that?"

Now he'll answer my question. "Because I realized that one of us would have to kill the other, and I didn't want to kill her."

"You gave up?"

"No," he spits, glaring at Niles. "No, not exactly. I remembered something I had done in my fear landscape in Dauntless initiation," he says.

"In a simulation, a woman demanded that I kill my family, and I let her shoot me instead. It worked then. I thought, I was so frantic, but all I could think was that there was something to it; there was a strength in it. And I couldn't kill her. I just couldn't. I love her, so I had to try." My heart pounds and Christina squeals. "Aww!"

"So you were never under the simulation?"

"No. No," he says again. "No, I am Divergent."

"Just to clarify, are you telling me that you were almost murdered by the Erudite…and then fought your way into the Dauntless compound…and destroyed the simulation?"

"Yes."

"I think I speak for everyone, when I say that you have earned the title of Dauntless."

Whoops and cheers come from the Dauntless and I smile a little.

"Tobias Prior, what are your deepest regrets?"

"I regret…"

His eyes drift to mine, but I can't look at him. Not while he hides the information about Will.

"Will," he whispers, and I perk up. "I shot Will, while he was under the simulation. He was going to kill me, but I killed him. One of Tris's best friends. He was a good friend of mine too."

Christina on my right looks horrified, tears welling up in her eyes.

I look down at my feet.

"Thank you for your honesty."

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