~Tris' POV~
I run and jump. The roof disappears from under my feet and I am flying through the air. I feel a rush of energy that is all to soon taken away from me when I realize that I am falling to my death. All of the sudden I am enveloped by darkness. I never thought this is what death would be like. But then I hit something else. It's not hard enough to be the ground but it definitely isn't soft wither. I wince in pain. Then examine my surroundings. I fell into some kind of net.
"No!" I scream. I was supposed to be dead. Everything my life has been was supposed to disappear. I should be meeting my mother and brother once again. After a minute of these horrifying thoughts I hear footsteps. I stiffen, I am about to be in serious trouble. The figure steps forward. He is wearing all black and is very tall. I don't know what to say, but I don't have to because he speaks first.
~Amar's POV~
I was doing my job as a guard and walking around to make sure no one was getting into any trouble when I heard crying. It sounded like it was coming from the net. I walk toward the large space that holds the beginning of Dauntless for every 16 year old that jumps onto it and I see a small figure. I wait for a minute to see what this figure would do, but all it did was shout "No!" It was a girl. When I walked closer I realized that she had grey clothes on. A stiff? What is a stiff doing in the Dauntless compound at 11 o'clock at night. I step forward so she can see me. She looks over and I can tell she isn't going to say anything so I do.
"What are you doing here?"
She gives me a pained look, "I don't want to be here. I am supposed to be dead! Why is there a net here anyway? It ruined everything!" She starts to cry again. I feel sorry for her but I would get in serious trouble for helping out a stiff. As I walk towards her to haul her out of the net and bring her to the Dauntless leaders I see something. Something I wish I hadn't seen. Her gray shirt was covered in blood and there were bruises all over her arms. When she tilts her head down I could vaguely see the reminisce of multiple scars. What has happened to this girl to bring her to the point of trying to kill herself. I know I should immediately report this but I can't bring myself to do it.
"Do you want to tell me how you ended up here, with all that blood on you?" She shakes her head and lowers it into her hands. "I'm not going to hurt you I promise." It was the truth that I would never hurt her, but hat didn't matter because somebody already did. She looks at me and for the first time I get a good look at her. She is small and blond with striking blue eyes that carry secrets she will never tell anyone. She wears the abuse like a mask, to cover up the other parts she was never allowed to reveal. Under all that, she is strong, she is brave, she is dauntless and could easily fit in her with the exception of her grey clothes. For the first time since I have seen her she speaks up.
"Where am I?" Her voice shakes but at the same time is filled with relief.
I smile and do the proper greeting to someone who lands on the net, "Welcome to Dauntless." She looks at me with a face full of horror.
~Tris' POV~
He smiles and says, "Welcome to Dauntless." My face goes rigid. That's impossible I can't be in Dauntless!
"I know this might be scary for you, and I am supposed to report you to the leaders. But if you explain to me how you got here I might be able to help you get back home." He says home like it's someplace I want to go. I wonder what's going on there now. Is my father's body still laying on the floor? Have they started to look for me? A million different thought's come to mind but I can only say one word, "No."
"No?"
"You heard me. I can't go home. I have done something that is unforgivable. Take me to the leaders and let them kill me, that is how I ended up here in the first place." I will not cry. This is Dauntless, I can't act like a coward now.
"What did you do?"
I have nothing to hide. They will find out sooner or later, "I killed a monster." It probably makes no sense to him, but it makes all the sense in the world to me.
"A monster? What's so bad about killing a monster?" He laughs. He doesn't understand. He thinks I am joking around. I wish I was.
"Because that monster was a human being. One who took care of me for years then turned into the devil. That monster was my father."
He shifts uncomfortably, "Why was he a monster?" He gives me a look that tells me he has seen the scars.
"You already know."