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Chapter XX. Ziplines
TRIS
After running a few hallways and jumping onto a train, we finally arrive at our mysterious destination.
In the sea of black consisting of mainly Dauntless born and Dauntless members, the only transfers here are Christina, Will, and I.
I lean on the wall of the moving train next to Uriah and Lynn.
"What are we doing anyway?" Christina shouts over the roar of the Dauntless running out of the train.
"You'll see!" says Lynn.
"We're going to the Hancock building," she adds.
"Oh hey," a familiar-looking girl. Shauna, Lynn's older sister. "You're the not-so-Stiff from the truth or dare game, Tris. Four told me about you."
I pray that the heat in my cheeks is not visible. "Oh? What did he say?"
She smirks at me. "He said you were a Stiff made for Dauntless. Why do you ask?"
"If my instructor is talking about me," I say, as firmly as I can, "I want to know what he's saying. It doesn't take an Erudite to figure that out," I say jokingly this time, and she laughs. "He isn't coming, is he?"
"He never comes to this," she says. "It's probably lost his appeal. Not much scares him, you know."
He isn't coming. Something in me deflates like an untied balloon. But it makes sense; one thing that scares him is heights.
Whatever we're doing, must involve being high up for him to avoid it.
"You know him well?" I ask. I am too curious; I have always been.
"Everyone knows Four," she says. "We were initiates together. I was bad at fighting, so he taught me every night after everyone was asleep. It was nice of him."
The train screeches to a stop, and I hold onto Uriah's shoulder to support myself.
We run out of the train and run into the building; I look up at the towering worn-down glass skyscraper.
I expect us to go up the stairs, but we stop at the elevator bank.
"Do the elevators work?" I ask Uriah.
"Sure they do," says Zeke, rolling his eyes. "You think I'm stupid enough not to come here early and turn on the generator?"
"Yeah," says Uriah. "I kinda do."
"And you were in the waiting room the whole time," he adds.
Zeke glares at Uriah, then puts him in a headlock. "I had Nash do it." I remember him. Zeke rubs his knuckles into Uriah's skull and gives him a painful-looking noogie. Uriah smacks him in the side, and he lets go.
I grin at the sight of the brotherly feud, and the elevator doors open. We pile in; members in one and initiates—plus Zeke and Shauna—in the other.
Lynn accidentally steps on my toes on the way in and immediately apologizes. "Sorry Tris!"
I nod, grabbing onto my foot and wincing. "It's okay Lynn."
Uriah examines his reflection in the elevator doors and flattens down his hair, via noogie. I laugh.
"What floor?" says Lynn.
"One hundred," I answer.
"How would you know that?" asks Will curiously.
"Really Will?" says a humorous Zeke. "Control your inner Erudite for once."
I just roll my eyes. "We're in a one-hundred-story abandoned building with some Dauntless," I retort with a smile. "Why don't you know that?"
Everyone laughs while Will playfully scowls and just jams his thumb into the right button.
The elevator zooms upward so fast that my stomach sinks and my ears pop. Uriah and I share a grin and start whooping. Everyone else joins in, except for Will.
"I am surrounded by idiots."
Shauna elbows him in the side and says, "Cheer up Nose. Don't be so Stiff."
"I take offense to that," I say sarcastically.
We pass twenty, thirty, and forty, and Uriah's hair is finally smooth. I adapt to the speed of the elevator. I smirk at Uriah looking at his reflection, using Christina's hand mirror that she somehow had on herself, and hold my hand up and ruffle his dark brown hair.
He glares daggers at me with his once-amused dark brown eyes, and everyone goes into another round of laughter, while Lynn just shakes her head with an amused look on her face.
My toes finally stop throbbing when the elevator reaches ninety-eight, ninety-nine, and it comes to a stop at one hundred.
"I'm glad we didn't take the stairs," Christina speaks out my thoughts. Nods of agreement go around the elevator.
"I wonder how we'll get to the roof from…" Marlene's voice trails off.
A strong wind hits me, pushing my hair across my face.
I look up to see a gaping hole in the ceiling of the hundredth floor.
Zeke props an aluminum ladder against its edge and starts to climb. The ladder starts to creak, the sound almost eerily, swaying beneath his feet, but he keeps climbing, whistling as he does.
Once he reaches the roof, he turns around and holds the top of the ladder steady for the next person.
I climb up next, as everyone pushes me to, with my injuries and all. Zeke holds my hand and pulls me up when I reach the top. Biting my lip, I stand on the roof of the Hancock building. The wind is so powerful I hear and feel nothing else. The wind howls and pushes my frame back, and I lean against Christina to keep from falling over, who climbed up after me.
"You okay?" she asks as Marlene climbs up the ladder. I nod. The wind pushes both of us back.
After Will, Shauna, and Lynn, Uriah climbs up last and points to something.
I follow his finger. Attached to one of the poles on top of the tower is a steel cable as thick as my wrist. On the ground is a steel cable as thick as my wrist. On the ground is a pile of black slings made of tough fabric, large enough to hold a human being. Zeke grabs one and attaches it to a pulley that hangs from the steel cable.
I follow the cable down, over the cluster of buildings and along Lake Shore Drive. I don't know where it ends.
But when I go down, I'll definitely find out.
"Oh my God," Uriah says.
All I can do is nod.
Shauna is the first person to get in the sling. She wriggles forward on her stomach until most of her body is supported by black fabric. Zeke pulls a strap across her shoulders, the small of her back, and the top of her thighs. He pulls her, in the sling, to the edge of the building and counts down from five.
"WOOO! GO SHAUNA!" We cheer.
She gives us a thumbs-up as he shoves her forward, into nothingness.
Lynn gasps as Shauna hurtles toward the ground at a steep incline, headfirst.
The members whoop and pump their fists and form a line, sometimes shoving one another out of the way to get a better place. Somehow I am the first initiate in line, right in front of Uriah. Only seven people stand between me and the zip line.
"Hey Tris!" I perk my head up at the voice a few people in front of me. "Wanna cut?" he says, oblivious to the scowls of the other Dauntless behind him protesting. His light blue eyes twinkle.
I roll my eyes. "I'm fine Nash, I'll stay here."
"Suit yourself, Trissy." He says, turning around.
"Don't call me that!" I glare at him, and he gives me a wink.
"Yeah, only I can call her Trissy!" Uriah says next to me, kissing me on the cheek in the way he does to annoy me, and it works.
"Uriah!" I shout, death-glaring at him. He gives me a sly smile and I sidekick his legs and he falls to the ground with a groan. Marlene stops glaring and everyone laughs. I smile at Marlene's obvious feelings to Uriah. Only if he'd stop being a pansycake and already admit his feelings.
I sigh at the thought.
The next member, who I recognize as Josh, jumps into the sling on his back instead of his stomach. He stretches his arms wide as Zeke shoves him down the steel cable. "Good luck Joshie!" he calls as Josh hurls down the zipline.
We can hear him shouting. "Don't call me that!"
I laugh.
None of the members seem afraid at all. They act like they have done this a thousand times before, and maybe they have. But when I look over my shoulder, I see that most of the initiates look pale or worried, even if they talk excitedly to one another. I wonder if between initiation and membership, that people just transform their panic into delight? Or do people just get better at hiding their fear?
Nash goes. Soon, only three people in front of me.
Another sling; a member gets in feet-first and crosses her arms over her chest. Then she's gone.
Two people. A tall, thick boy jumps up and down like a jittery, excited child before climbing into the sling and lets out a high screech as he disappears, making the girl in front of me laugh.
One person.
She hops into the sling head-first like Shauna, and keeps her hands in front of her as Zeke tightens her straps. He avoids eye contact with her, and I get curious.
"Why is he avoiding eye contact?" I whisper to Uriah.
Uriah laughs. "She's some girl he went out with during his initiation year, Maria. She's a year older."
I laugh. "Guess it didn't work out for him, huh?"
He laughs, shaking his head. "He made Four go with him as a double-date, and Four had to take Maria's friend, Nicole." Something stirs inside of me.
"And how'd that go?"
He scoffs. "It lasted five minutes." I breathe normally, feeling relaxed.
"So why didn't it work out with Zekey-bear and this Maria chick?" I say, still keeping my voice down.
Uriah grins. "Because someone caught his eye," he winks at me with a cheeky smile, nudging me with his elbow. He repeatedly glances at Shauna, and then I put two and two together.
I smile widely. "Ooooooo!"
"Shut up Trissy, I'm not supposed to tell." He gives me a glare, yet his expression shows nothing but amusement.
"Alright, alright," I say. "I'll keep my lips sealed." I do a key and lock motion with my hand.
He rolls his eyes.
Zeke waits for Maria to stop at the bottom, which takes a few minutes, so it must be a long way down, and then motions to me with a smirk on his face.
"Step right up Trissypoo!"
I roll my eyes with a smile on my face, trying to cover up the small bit of fear in me.
I shudder as Zeke hands my sling from the cable. I try to climb in, but I have trouble; my shoulder begins to ache and I wince, taking an intake of cool, crisp air.
"Are you okay?" Zeke says right next to my ear. I nod stiffly. He takes my arm and helps me get in, facedown.
The strap tightens around my midsection, and Zeke slides me forward, to the edge of the roof. I stare down the building's steel girders and black windows, all the way down to the grey cracked sidewalk. I am a fool for doing this just after being stabbed. And a fool for enjoying the thrilling feeling of my heart slamming in my chest excitedly.
"Ready, Stiff?" Zeke teases, smirking down at me. "I am still so shocked and impressed at how thrilling and daring you are, starting all the way from the Choosing Ceremony." I blush at the memory.
"I told you Zekey-bear," Uriah says with a smug grin. "She's Dauntless through and through. Probably even more than you—" Zeke and I share a look and cut him off simultaneously.
"Hey, that rhymes!" Uriah rolls his eyes at our childish antics.
"Now get on with it." He says.
"Careful Uri, or I might not tighten your straps enough," Zeke says. He smacks his little brother's knee. "And then, splat!"
"Yeah, yeah," Uriah says, rolling his eyes. "And then our mother would boil you alive."
Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle. I dismiss the feeling.
"Only if she found out." Zeke tugs on the pulley attached to the steel cable. It holes, which is fortunate, because if it breaks, my death will be swift and certain; I would kill Zeke.
Zeke's dark brown eyes meet mine with an amused expression and says, "Don't forget to pull the stop trigger, okay?" I nod, placing my hand on the trigger to reassure myself. "Ready, set, g—"
Before he can finish the word "go", he releases the sling and everything leaves my thoughts.
"ZEKE!" I scream as I hurl through the air. I can hear his laugh distressed in the wind howling in my ears. My blonde hair flies everywhere, and I feel weightless.
Ahead of me is patches of brown, spreading farther than I can see, even up this high; the marsh looks huge, and the air is so cold and fast that it hurts my face.
I pick up speed and for a second I get worried when the cable screeches. I whoop and cheer.
The endless excitement rising within me is only stopped by the wind that rushes to my face, and my lips part in awe.
My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can't scream and I can't breathe, but I feel everything, every vein, and every fiber, every bone, and every nerve, all awake and buzzing like electricity in my body.
I am pure adrenaline.
The zipline cable swerves through a building, and my body twists and turns. The cable turns upward and I do a flip, and every motion makes me feel alive.
The ground grows and bulges beneath me, and I can see the tiny, black-clothed people standing on the pavement below.
I open my mouth and cheer louder, and the figures on the ground pump their fists and yell back, but they are so far away that I can hardly hear them, yet nearing me so quickly with the speed I am hurdling towards them.
The fog clears up and I can see them. They stand in front of a large stone wall, and they wave their arms up at me. I see their faces, alarmed. I raise an eyebrow. I am coming closer now. A few hundred yards from the stone wall.
"PULL THE TRIGGER!" Nash yells. The other Dauntless members start shouting. I start to panic and reach my right arm up, reaching for the trigger; my fingers fumble and my heart pounds harder by the second as I near the wall.
The Dauntless members close their eyes and take an intake of breath as I am yards away from the wall, and my fingers finally find the stop trigger. I pull it as hard as I possibly could, and I brace for impact.
The cable screeches, and the high-pitched sound hurts my ears badly. I turn my head to the right, praying that I will stop before I slam into the wall.
I get closer and closer.
My heart pounds harder and harder.
I tuck my left arm in and I pull on the trigger with my right arm continuously.
I can see the specks of minerals and rocks in the wall and I squeeze my eyes closed.
"TRIS!"
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