Unified Faction Leader:
-Tris-
I was on my way to the Factionless Headquarters. Yes believe it or not, the Factionless have their own form of government. My cousin and Peter were with me. I had to walk on crutches because the cragged pavement wouldn't allow for my wheelchair.
"I can't believe that I'm about to meet the legendary duo of the Vergeance."
"Sssh!" I hiss, "Do you want the whole compound to hear?"
"Sorry, I'm just so excited. Aren't you?"
"I don't know how I'm supposed to feel. My parents abandoned me when I was only a baby."
"Yes, but it was so you could live."
"I know the reasoning, but it's the principal of the whole thing. I had no one growing up. My sister stayed around just to feed me and clothe me. She really drifted apart from me when I was five. By then, I was truly alone."
"That's so sad," my female cousin stated.
"What's your name by the way?"
"Cody," she smiled, "Yes, it is a boy's name, but I like it nonetheless."
"I wasn't thinking that, good to know all the same."
I saw my brother Caleb afar off in the distance. He was leaning against a fallen building. He wore torn up clothes that I thought were new when I gave them to him. He was looking down at the ground as a woman whispered something in his ear. His face was grim and he nodded every few seconds.
"Who's that with him?"
"I dunno," Cody responded.
Now we were only a few feet away before Caleb decided to look up. The lady looked up with him and disappeared into the darkness.
"Who was that Caleb?" I asked.
"What happened to your leg? he asked, disregarding my question.
"No, you answer my question first!" I shouted.
"That was our mother," he looked at me with eyes that have recently cried a lot.
I drop my crutches and hobble around the corner to try and see if I could still see the woman running away. I looked down into an empty road other than a few balls of trash skidding across the broken concrete, "Forget it Tris. She doesn't want to see you right now."
I turned to him and spoke, "Why? Everything I know is gone. Our sister won't speak to me, you've been Factionless ever since I was a little girl. Im so alone!"
"Don't you have friends?!"
Before I could stop myself, I yelled, "I don't have any friends!" I gasped at my words and covered my mouth.
"That's good to know," Caleb was hurt at m words.
"I didn't mean that. You know I didn't man that."
"Listen here Beatrice. Our sister and I know the full picture of what's going on here, you don't. We risk almost our lives on a daily basis to try and protect you. The only way to truly protect you was to leave you all alone. It was to take the attention off of you and only on us."
"Why? Why didn't you just stay with me?"
"Because you're Divergent."
"What's Divergent?"
"Divergent is when you can think for yourself and the strums that the Factions use will hold no defect over your mind."
"What does this have to do with anything?"
"When you took your Aptitude Test, what did you do about the dog?"
"I laid down in front of it."
"Did it attack you?"
"No, it actually turned into a puppy and ran off."
"What about when you were in the tank? When the water began to rise."
"I tapped the glass and it shattered. How do you know all of this?"
"What makes you think I know what you did?" he pushed himself off of the wall.
"I just do and quite answering my questions with a question."
"We Vergeant have intel or someone on the inside that keeps record of all the simulations that happen here within the Factions."
"Why do I get the feeling as though you're hiding something from me?"
"Because there are things that you don't need to know."
"I want to know everything about the Vergeance," I forced.
"I promise you, you don't want to know everything. But a good start would be to talk to Grey."
"Our father?"
"Yes, our father. Now come with me."
"What about our mother?"
"You'll meet her in due time."
"How come I haven't met her? I've been delivering food and clothes here for years."
"She wanted to stay hidden from you. Up until this particular juncture in time, we believed that you meeting our parents would be a bad thing. Why? Because it would've ruined our plans."
"Your plans for what?"
"Hostile take over. You would've become a liability to our cause."
"Then why now? Why am I such an asset now?"
"Because you are second in the Dauntless chain of command. You are in good graces with both the Dauntless Leader and his council."
"What do you want me to do?" I wanted to just get this done and over with at this point. I sense now the tension building with all the Factions.
"We want you to keep tabs on weapons detail. We be to figure out a way to obtain weapons so we can take over and implement a new order."
"I don't think I can do that?"
"Why?"
"I killed a man and his brother works as the Head of Weaponry."
"How did he find out?"
"He didn't, but he has his suspicions. So he doesn't like me much."
"Why don't you try to convince him otherwise."
"No, I'm not going to him."
"We need you to go there and try to gain access-!"
"This isn't my fight. I was living a perfect life until I found out about this secret societal system. I wanna go back to the life I lived where it was just me and I had only two friends."
"You're in too deep as it is, we can't afford you to undermine all we've accomplished."
"What if I told you that Dauntless is in on this? They know about the Vergeance."
"No they don't!" Caleb exclaimed.
"Don't you know about the war many years ago?"
"There was no war. Not yet anyway," he spoke quickly and I saw agitation in his eyes.
"There was a war. If you want more information, ask our parents."
"This is crazy. Our parents know nothing."
"I'm telling you, our parents were in the last great war and all they want is another chance. They're only using all of us I think."
"You're wrong," I heard a stern voice coming from where Peter and Cody were.
I look and I see Peter and Cody surrounded by Factionless members with guns pointed at them. There was an elderly man with two grey eyes. He was blind. He was holding the hand of the woman from before. In his left hand, he held a long slender cane, "You are wrong girl."
"I have a name," I hiss.
"Then tell me what it is," he began walking forward as he prodded the ground with his cane.
"You can call me Four."
"Tris," Caleb whispered in my ear, "That's out parents."
"If they don't know my name, they'll going to have earn my name."
"You're from Dauntless?" his voice was hoarse and rough.
"How do you know?"
"Only those ignorant brutes would assign names like that to themselves."
"We're not dumb brutes!" I shouted at him.
"Said like a true member of Dauntless."
"I remember what Dauntless did many years ago to my people. They abandoned us. Turned their backs and left on me to leave me to die."
"Coming from the man who abandoned his kids. Especially his baby girl. You left her with nothing eighteen years."
"How do you know about that?"
"Because I'm that little girl."
He sharply inhaled as he dropped his cane, "Beatrice?" he stretched out his hands in search for me, "My little Beatrice?" tears flooded and fell from his eyes. The emotions he felt were so true.
I tried to act strong in front of everyone, but I began crying. My mind didn't want to forgive him, but my heart wanted to be with my parents. I slowly moved toward his outstretched hands as he moved slowly forward.
I felt his calloused hands touch my face and he cried even more. His hands felt my face before resting on the back of my head, "Eighteen years," he pulled me in and gave me a hug, "You're so beautiful. My little girl, this is my little girl. I am so sorry. I didn't want to leave you."
I hugged him back and all I could do was cry, "I've only lived with memories of when you were just a little baby. I wanted to bring you along, but leaving you was the only way to keep you safe. The war started and you would've been killed."
He cried into my shoulder and I felt his tears soak through my shirt and hair. He pulled away from me and stretched out his hand toward my mother, "Marjorie, come look at our little girl," he smiled.
Marjorie stepped forward hesitantly. The woman had dirty blonde hair with dirt entangled in it and her eyes were gold. Her skin was dirtier than her hair.
"Mom?" I looked to her.
She dipped her chin and got within arms reach of me, "Nothing hurt me more than to leave you when you were just a babe. Caleb and your sister Naomi were old enough to know or comprehend what was going on. So they weren't much of a burden to leave," her voice was quiet and sweet, "I never got to see you grow up. All I knew was that you were safe."
"I've been so hurt by being left alone. Especially when Naomi became a Dauntless Communicator and Caleb became Factionless. I was only ten with no family or anything to call my own."
"That's why we had Jeanine keep an eye on you. Just to make sure that you were blind to what was going on until now."
"What is going on?" I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"I'll tell you, but first," she reluctantly stretched out her arms for a hug, "I want to hug my daughter for the first time."
I moved over to her and she pulled me in for a warm hug, "One of my dreams was to be held by my mother," I told her.
"Well, it's good to see that this dream came true," she stated.
The sound of trucks came from the distance, "I hate to break up this touching reunion," Cody said, "But there's Amity trucks coming this way. I don't Sam them to get suspicious about Dauntless Members here in the Factionless territory. They're not up to speed on what's going on."
"Over here," my father grabbed my elbow and looked around with his hand. When he touched the wall he guided himself and I around the corner, "Cody, Peter, follow me."
"How do you know their names?"
"They're a part of the Vergeance as well," he led me down the sidewalk and we went into a door frame that was only half completed. The other half was toppled over inside the downed house. When we were inside, we heard the trucks go by.
All except for one.
I peeked through a crack in the wall and saw three Amity members in all orange get out of the car, "Why are there Factionless with Dauntless weapons?" one asked in a peaceful tone that was laced with anger.
"We stole these from Dauntless when they weren't looking," Marjorie stepped forward.
"I think that Dauntless should know the thieves that stole from them. Would you mind coming with us?"
"Take me, I'm the Leader of the Factionless."
"Oh good," being as nice as they were, Amity opened the car door for her and she climbed in.
"What is she doing?" I asked.
"Don't worry about her. She knows what she's doing," Peter smiled.
"What's going on?" Cody asked.
"Amity knows of the Vergeance and wants to help them."
"What?" I said blandly.
"All five factions know of the Vergeance and want to help them in taking over the faction system. But there's a catch. The only factions that know another faction are supporting the Vergeance are Dauntless and Erudite. Every faction wants to rid this world of the Factions, but are doing so in secret. It's only a matter of time before the five Factions implode."
"What do you know?" my father asked.
"How the hell am I supposed to know and what I don't know?" Peter looked to him.
"About the Factions genius."
"I'll explain back at headquarters."
-Teirm-
Night fell and I was with Terry at the house. The clock read twenty three minutes after midnight. We were worried about Tris. We sat in our den room. I had my head resting in the redhead's lap.
"I wonder where she's at," I look up to him.
Terry had a hand on my chest and the other brushed my hair, "It's so odd. She doesn't just disappear like this without a heads up," Terry looked at me.
"It's so weird."
"So," Eric came in eating a sandwich, "Have you nutbags figured out where my girlfriend is?"
"Why are you here again?" I asked him.
"I'm here because I worry about her too."
"You've only been dating her for less than twenty four hours."
"What's your point?" he took another bite of his food.
"You're eating our food."
"Did you hear about her breaking her foot?"
"You told us like when it happened. We know she's staying at the compound because she couldn't catch the train."
"Yeah and I know she would've sent someone to tell us about her whereabouts," Terry stated.
Eric sat down in the couch across from us and finished his sandwich, "What does Tris see in you?" I asked him.
"My charming personality," he smirked.
"You're an ass."
"Only to people that deserve it love. Besides, you're the ones hating on me. I'm trying to make this work and you're both fighting me. I know that you're being protective of her, but I'm not going to hurt her. You both should know that."
"What for?" Terry stated, "She's like our sister and we have-!"
The door freaked open and because the door to the den, we had a clear view of who was coming into the house. Before we saw who it was a small dog broke the silence, "Hello?" it was Tris.
All three of us shot up from our seats as we saw the tiny petite woman enter the house. Following her in was Caleb, a Dauntless Councilwoman, and a man with glossy grey eyes. The man held onto the arm of Caleb as he poked around with a long skinny cane.
"Tris!" Eric exclaimed and wen over to her when she almost tripped over her crutches. He caught her before she fell.
"Thanks E," she leaned he crutches against the wall and allowed Eric to take her in his arms. He had one arm wrapping her legs and the other under her knees. She had her arms holding herself as she looked at the face pierced man who was looking at the couch he sat on.
This was the first time I've seen her being helpless and actually allowing someone helping her. She was set down on the couch and I shifted my eyes to the other three who came in with Tris.
"Who are you?" I directed it toward the man with the cane.
"This is my father," Caleb answered, "His name is Grey."
"And who might you be?" Grey asked in my direction. He didn't give me any eye contact and I had a delayed realization. He was blind.
"My name's Teirm," I told him.
"That's a lovely name," he smiled.
"Now, who's this Eric I've heard so much about?" Grey walked toward the sound of where he thought he heard my voice.
He was heading in the right path when Eric came out of the room, "Im Eric," he said.
"My daughter tells me that you're her boyfriend?"
"Yes sir, I am," Eric looked down at his feet and for once, he wasn't as intimidating as he made himself out to be. He actually tried to fight his face from turning red.
Grey moved forward a little bit, "May I sit with her?" Grey asked.
Eric helped Grey next to Tris, "I would be a father and tell her that you're not good enough for her, or I would be hard on you to about dating my daughter. But I won't. I don't know her well enough to make the call about whether or not you're good enough for her of right for her. The way she talks about you though, makes my heart over joyous. She really likes you."
"Thanks mister Grey."
"No, thank you. You helped her more than I have. And in more ways than one. Since you know her better, I want you to aid her in her journey of becoming a woman."
Tris looked at him, "She needs everyone in this room now more than ever. Please don't disappoint her like I have."
"Will do sir, er, uh, won't do," Eric was just stuttering and it was hilarious.
Grey leaned over and said, "From what you told me about him I thought he was literate. Was I wrong?"
"Well you are the father of his girlfriend, dad," her nose crinkled at the word 'dad'. She's never said it before like I have and to be honest. I just feel sorry for her.
"So have you two made it official?" Grey asked and the room went quiet, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Uh, can we get some clarification on your question?" I blurted out.
"I mean, did you two make love yet? You know, since you are together now."
"We actually were just going slow at the moment."
"What for?" Grey asked.
"I'd rather not talk about it right now," Tris hugged her knees and shoved her nose in them.
"Oh, I see," Grey fiddled with the handle on his cane, "I hope it's nothing serious?" he tried to prod more.
"I said I don't want to talk about it dad!" Tris shot up and gimped out of the room.
"Triiiis," Eric groaned and followed her out.
"Can Simeon please tell me what's going in here?" Grey was agitated and gincked (ging•ct) at the fact that he was left out.
"If Tris doesn't want to talk about it, then neither will we," Terry stated.
"Really? Does he speak for all of you?" Grey raised an eye brow.
"Aye," Caleb stated, "He does."
"And as do I."
"Such loyalty. Especially coming from an Erudite."
"The fuck is that supposed to mean?" Terry raised his voice.
"I thought Erudites only cared about knowledge."
"Apparently that's not true and loyalty to Tris is the best loyalty I give. Outside of my girlfriend of course. I turned away from Erudite because I wanted more than just knowledge. Knowledge can be found anywhere. Besides, I've made the best decision in my life when I chose Dauntless. I obtained my only two friends in this world. Teirm and Tris."
"Speaking of, from what I've gathered so far. All three of you have been through something that makes you different than all the rest. You three are unique and that uniqueness forged a bond between you three and only continues to grow and strengthen. I don't know what it is and I don't wanna know either. But whatever it is, keep it to yourselves and let it make your friendship even better."
"Thanks mister Grey," Terry said calmly.
"Please, it's just Grey."
-Eric-
I followed Tris to her room. I stayed a few steps behind her just to be safe. She's known to throw things when she's upset. Which she didn't this time. She went into her room and slammed the door behind her. Nearly jamming my nose into my brain.
I rubbed it as I turned the knob slowly and creaked the door open. I stuck my head in and saw the tiny body going into its bed, "Tris?" I spoke softly to not startle her.
She was turned away from me as she grabbed a pillow and hugged it. The white feather filled rectangle was bigger than her torso and it made me smile because it made her look so cute.
I went inside the room and closed the door behind me, "Go away," I heard her muffled voice.
"Um okay," I opened the door knowing full well that she wants me to stay, "Sorry to have bothered your miss. Just wanted to check up on ye is all," I said.
"Wait," I saw her turn her head a little. Her lamp revealed her cute face, "Don't leave."
I closed the door and slowly made my way to the bed. I clambered into the floor mattress, which was just basically and oversized pillow, and wrapped myself around her. Since she was so small, I could wrap my legs almost around hers and I hugged her waist and the pillow. She leaned back into me and rested her hands on top of mine.
My manhood tried to betray me and rise because of Tris' ass pressing against it. It took everything within me to not allow it to grow.
"I'm sorry about what happened out there," she told me.
"Don't apologize babe. That day is a touchy subject for you," I couldn't fight my instincts anymore and my cock hardened and pressed against her lower back.
"Hm," she jilted at my cock's sudden pressure.
"Sorry, I can't help it," I told her.
"I know," sadness was heavy in he voice.
I moved away from her and moved to the other side of the bed, "Don't worry, I'm not going to pressure you. I made a promise."
"But you're suffering my love."
"How is upholding a promise causing me to suffer?"
"You've been chasing me for two years almost and now that you've caught me, you have to wait more."
"Anything worth waiting for in love is worth waiting for. No matter how long I have to wait."
We sat in silence for a few moments before I felt the bed shift. I soon felt arms wrapping around my neck, "I don't want you to suffers any longer," she trailed kisses along my neck. The cooling saliva gave me chills up and down my spine.
"No, I don't want to rush you if you don't want to," I groaned and my erection got even harder.
"I truly want this," she lined kisses against my jawline and I began going blind out of lust.
"Tris," I groaned softly as she continued her sexual assault on my neck and face.
Because my pants were getting so tight, I unbuckled my pants and pulled them down a little. My cock freed itself and bounced a little under my boxers.
"Looks like someone's happy," she purred and I was almost at my breaking point and I wanted to just take her right then and there, "I think I could help relieve your suffering," her voice was so seductive it hurt my cock as it stiffened and got as hard as it could, "Take off your pants. And your boxers," she seductively ordered of me.
In one swift movement, both my boxers and pants were tossed away. In the process, I kicked off my shoes and socks. When I say back down, he hand was already on my cock and by this time, it was throbbing.
"You're so hot," she whispered in my ear, "And you're so big..."
I groaned as she began slowly pumping me. Her warm hand felt so good, but it also brought me much torture. I bucked my hips into her hand, wanting her to go faster.
"Not so fast Eric," she said evilly and moved off the bed. She rested herself in front of me and placed her arms on my thighs. She angled them so that she could grab my raging erection again. This time, with both hands. I groaned in pleasure when she grabbed my cock with both hands, "How big are you?" she asked.
"Nine... inches," I croaked.
"Mmm... So big," she drug her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way up to my tip. I sharply inhaled and groaned her name before she swirled her wet organ around my tip.
I felt my seed begin to rumble in my sac. I was so close to coming before she began pumping me hard and slow. Her grip tightened around my base and gave it short hard thrusts.
"Tris... I'm close," I death gripped the sheets as I was being dragged to the edge.
What really drove me wild was when she popped her tip in her mouth. Her warm wet cavern suckled on me and I fell back, "Shit Tris! I'm Gonna Cum!" I moaned through my teeth. Her hands pumped me harder and I was not pushed off the edge, I was thrown into the abyss of lust.
I released my load into her awaiting mouth. Blast after blast erupted, "Arg!" I yelled as I looked at her. My seed filled her mouth and jutted out the sides. I gripped the sides of her face and pushed it down an inch over my cock and bucked into her face.
After a moment or two, I finished cumming and collapsed back onto the bed. I heard Tris cough a few times and inhaled sharply, "Shit Eric!"
I was so light headed, her words were muttled and distorted. I saw white for a few seconds before I saw her face appear over mine. Her chin was dripping cum. My cum. She licked her lips and cleaned herself off with a small cloth.
"Sorry," I said.
She snuggled up next to me and I wrapped my arm loosely around her petite frame, "Thank you," I told her softly and kissed her on her forehead.
-Kay-
I looked at the other four members of the Factions along with the Factionless Leader, Marjorie.
"So why are we all here Kay?" Candor Leader Mark broke the silence first.
"We've already been through this. We're going to start up a new government. We won't all be segregated and divided. These five factions are an abomination. Why can't one person be Brave, Smart, Kind, Selfless, and Honest?"
"Because it's impossible," Candor spoke.
"No, it's not. There are a few Dauntless here, that have all five traits. So it is possible. Hell, even Jeanine has seen it amongst her own members and all they want is knowledge. So I know that it's possible for one person, or a group of people, to hold all five elements."
"It's not possible and I need to get back to my-!"
I cut off Candor by snatching my blade out of its sheath and driving the tip into my wooden desk, "Do You Ever Shut Up Candor?" I shouted at him, "Out of all five Factions, you're useless! You contribute nothing to this society!"
"Fucking hell, sorry," he said sarcastically.
"When this is over, your head will be mounted on my wall," I pointed at him then the mantle behind me, "I've always hated your guts. Ever since we were kids. We are going to implement and new government."
"Why doesn't Dauntless ever be nice?" Amity smiled.
"Because we're looked down upon as just dumb brutes and quite frankly, we get offended."
"So why should we trust you in falling into a new government?" Jeanine asked and winked when I looked at her.
"Because there's a secret society call the Vergeance," they all shifted in their seats. Aside from Jeanine of course, "This secret society is planning on the destruction of the factions. Because they out number us, ten to three, we have to obtain a position of attack."
"What is this nonsense?" Amity who out if he chair.
"Candor?" I looked to the man in black and white, "You know about the Vergeance right?"
"Of course," he blurted out.
"Aren't you working with them to obtain the same goal as us?" I purposely picked on him because I knew that he couldn't lie.
"Yes," he struggled to say. Trying to fight back his words.
"Now that we have that out of the way. For those who want to keep the Factions, raise your hand," I waited a few moments and no one raised their hands, "Raise your hands if you want to rid our world of the Factions, raise your hand," they all immediately raised their hands, "Good. Now how shall we go about doing this?"
"I think that we should destroy all of those we don't need," Amity piped up. Which was really surprising since Amity is known for wanting life preserved.
"Care to elaborate on that?" Abnegation leaned forward to look at her.
"What I mean is that, the only person that stands in our way is the Faction Master. He has power that we don't."
"How do you think one man can sequentially cause substantial enough damage to the Factions to cause us to have a hard time disbanding them?" Jeanine was truly lost at this point. We all are. Faction Master isn't a man that one could just walk up to and kill in his sleep. He has devil powers and the only thing that could take him down, would be love.
"What about love?" Candor pointed out, "If you've kept up on your Faction history, he almost died because of love like, three decades ago."
"That's true, but after that day, love is something that he stopped feeling."
"What about his twin kids?" Jeanine asked.
"They never knew and neither does he Matthews," I forced in her direction, "I want them on the dark."
"I'm telling you," she stood up, "That I think it's about time he found out. It's what will distract him long enough for us to take control from him."
"No! I will not stand for this!" I bang both fists on the table, "You know as well as I do that we can't do that!"
"No, tell everyone here what we need to know about them!" Jeanine insisted.
"What for? It'll only make matters worse!"
"You say you want us to be like all five factions, yet you're no upholding honesty."
She had me there. I thought it over in my head. Weighing the pros against the cons. On one hand, if I reveal the relationship, many will perish, but we will survive it. If I don't, then all will be lost.
I internally gasp at this revelation or epiphany, "Fine, but what I'm about to tell you cannot leave this room. If any of you speak of this and word gets back to me that you have, there will be a bullet between your eyes."
"Is that a threat?" Candor fought.
"No, that's a promise."
-Unified Faction Leader-
I hung from a stalactite pointing down at the pit. I looked down at all the Dauntless members who were hanging out with their loved ones, for it was Visiting Day for the Initiates. The look of love on their faces, as of their family, stung my heart. My family never bothered to visit me when I became the former Unified Faction Leader's apprentice. I knew what people thought of me, they thought me a monster, but I'm not. All I've ever wanted was to be accepted by people. It's a thing that I've wanted more than anything. But I've come to the realization, the more they reject me, the more I reject them. I know that I should probably try and be nice, but it's hard when everyone's against you.
Well, all except for one five years ago. I went to take a gander at what Candor had to offer. When I went there, I came across a girl. She was a few months older than I, but both of us were struck with one of those cliché things called "Love at first sight". She treated me like I was hum, like I belonged within the confines of human society. She cared for me and in turn, she was awarded to come with me to my house and become like me. Her parents wouldn't have any of it and they had her killed when they found out she accepted my offer.
Nearly all of Candor toppled that day out of rage on my end. That was my first love that was suddenly taken from me. Even to this day, I still feel the sting of her death every time I close my eyes and when I also see a young couple. But when I see love, I can't help but smile all the while I thought about that day.
Feeling my hands go numb gripping the cold wet rock, I decided to clamber down. I swung myself over to the wall and drove a hand into the rock. On the way down, my hand tore at the rock to slow myself down. When I landed on the ground, I looked up and saw an indented trail going up the wall that I created. I heard the sound of silence befall the Dauntless pit and felt all eyes staring at me.
I slowly turned around and the look of fear and scorn bored through my soul. One would think that people would actually try to be nice to me since I'm the one with powers right. But no, all I felt was pure hatred. I shied away a little as one spoke, "What are you doing here Reject?" a voice broke out. It was that of a female's.
"Yeah, were you spying on us?" another female voice piped up.
They began barraging me with insult after insult and sadness death gripped my heart and pulled it down. I felt weak at the knees and fell to them. I felt rage boil in my soul and I tried to fight it, but I knew that fighting it only made it worse. I was just about to strike when I saw a familiar face coming in from a side door. It was the girl I met on the elevator the other day with Peter. She was wheeled in in a wheelchair by a large muscular man that I've never seen before.
She told him something and he quickly jumped over the railing and jogged to my left side, "I gotcha," he said and helped me to my feet. In the process, he grabbed my hand and pulled it over to his left shoulder.
"Why are you helping me?" I looked at him.
"I'm just doing as the lady asked."
"You didn't have to."
"I know, but I'm going to anyway to make her happy," he looked ahead into the eyes of the girl. I saw her dip her chin and he began walking forward.
I walked with him through the crowd as they continued their onslaught of insults and underrated remarks of my person and character, "We should burn him alive!" one suggested and the rest shouted in agreement.
"I can't take it anymore," I quietly growled to him.
"Just a few more seconds dude," he kept his eyes fixed on forward.
"No, I mean, I can't control my rage any longer," I said louder.
"Yes you can and you will," he said firmly, "We're almost there!" he forced when I began to slag my body, "Oh no you don't," he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder.
"That's right, take that monster outta here!" one person shouted and that word, 'monster', really pissed me off. That was my trigger word and I tried to pull off of him to try and attack the person who called me the trigger word.
He bear hugged me and continued walking. I growled and tried to lash out at the people with my arms, but I couldn't.
We went up a flight of stairs and he then laid me on my back. I sprang up and he gripped my shoulders, "Turn him around," I heard from behind me and he whipped me around. Two small hands immediately gripped my face and I came into eye contact with the girl from before, "Aniya Baxter," she blurted out and I immediately slacked my body.
"What did you just say?" all rage and anger left my body at the sound of that name.
"Aniya Baxter," she repeated.
"How do you know that name?" I asked and Peter let me go. I dropped to my knees in front of her.
"I read your case file when I was looking through some old files about Dauntless. I read how Dauntless had to drive you off when you went crazy five years ago."
"Aniya Baxter was the love of my life before her parents killed her," I closed my eyes, remembering her light brown hair. The feint orange freckles spotting her face. And her smell… the smell of cinnamon and strawberries. It was the most peaceful smell I've ever smelled.
"Will you come with me?" she lifted my head and reopened my eyes to look at her.
"What for?"
"I want to just talk to you and I think I may have something for you as well."
"Okay, I'll come with you."
Tears fell from my eyes thinking of my lost love…