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Tobias' POV

I wake early in the morning and get up, getting dressed pretty quickly. I flop back down on my bed with the chalkboard in my hands. I already know I will be doing Tris a favor and let her not fight on the first day.

"Hmm," I ponder to myself while matching up the other initiates trying to find good match-ups.

Once I finish with that, I stand up, carrying the chalkboard under my arm as I make my way to the cafeteria to grab a muffin. Shortly after, I make my way to the training room and wait for the initiates to show up.

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"Since there are an odd number of you, one of you won't be fighting today," I say stepping out of the way so they could see who they were against. I give Tris a look and I she looks back at me. I can tell she is relieved.

I watch her socialize with Christina, discussing who Christina was up against. I decided to match Al up against Will so I step back and let them begin. My eyes every so often shift over to Tris as she talks with Christina, who is smiling sarcastically at Peter, Molly and Drew.

I focus back on the fight, Al punches Will hard in the jaw and I glance over at Tris . . . again. She winces.

'Stop this, Four.' I snap to myself. I try my very best to focus on the fight and not her. Will hooks a foot around Al and pulls back, knocking Al to the ground. Al quickly scrambles to his feet and puts his fists back up.

They circle around each other, a little more hesitant this time. I see Eric check his watch out of the corner of my eye and I know he is waiting for them to do something.

"Do you think this is leisure activity? Should we break for nap time? Fight each other!" I hear him yell beside me.

"But . . ." Al straightens up and I feel a knot in my stomach. "Is it scored or something? When does it end?" He asks us.

"It ends when one of you is unable to continue," Eric says. I can't help myself.

"According to Dauntless rules," I say stepping forward. "one of you could also concede." I say watching them. Eric narrows his eyes at me.

"According to the old rules," he says. "In the new rules, no one concedes."

"A brave man acknowledges the strength of others," I reply stubbornly.

"A brave man never surrenders."

We stare at each other for a few seconds, my Abnegation self will get me in trouble one day.

"This is ridiculous," Al says shaking his head. I turn back to him and see Tris is looking at me worried. Suddenly it felt like I was speaking in front of Dauntless leaders. My heartbeat sped up a little and I felt myself get a little nervous. "We're in the same faction!"

I feel for him, I think the same way.

"Oh, you think it's going to be easy?" Will asks, putting his hands back up. "Go on. Try and hit me, slowpoke." He says.

Al goes to punch him but Will ducks, slipping around Al and kicks him hard in the back. Al lurches forwards and turns. He runs at Will, grabbing his wrist so he can't run and punches in the head. Hard.

His body gives out and suddenly he's dead weight in Al's hand. Al drops him and pokes his cheek.

Will doesn't move for a bit but then he moves, clearly dazed and not focusing.

"Get him up," Eric says. I turn, scratching my forehead, trying to look casual with this feeling in my stomach. I circle Al's name.

"Next up- Molly and Christina!" He yells. I walk over to Will and support him by the waist, leading him out. Al follows.

I feel bad for leaving Tris in a room with a psychopath, but I need to get away and calm down my heartbeat before I can even do anything around her again.

Al and I walk in silence until we get t the medical wing.

"Uh, sorry, Will." Al says and turns to head back. I place Will on a bed and let them deal with him. I turn and start to walk.

When I finally feel myself calm down, I rub my neck and lean against a wall. I say the obvious to myself. "I need her." I feel the need to protect her. I know I have obvious feelings for her but, does she have the same feelings? It's not like she will just come out and say them.

I decide I can't return to the training room for now, seeing her will just make my heart race.

But I don't want to break.

But I love her.

Gah, sorry my fellow fans! This chapter was -really- short and I promise I'll make it up next time by writing 2-3 chapters! Deeply sorry!

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