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Chapter Three (Alyssa's POV)

I wake to the foreign smell of sweat and metal and the sound of someone's snoring. Lifting my head, I see that it was Jose. Of course-who else could it be, but him? Looking around I notice that Snow and Tesa weren't here-it was just me, Jose, Hestia, and the metal beds. Panicking, I realize from a glance at my watch: I'm late! I have only 14 minutes to get ready, and eat breakfast,and get to the training room! Throwing on the tight, yet comfortable, black clothes (which I had bought yesterday at the Pit), I rushed out the dorm door.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I accused.

"Well we know that you get really cranky in the morning. Remember you told us that yesterday on the train?" Snow replied.

"Also, we like out head and body intact!" Tesa grinned.

Frowning upon her words, I realized they were right. "But still! Next time, just try to wake me up? I was almost late this morning!"

Just then, Four and Six walked in with their scary and intimidating demeanor. Focusing, I notice that Six's lips for puffy-except I seemed to be the only one who noticed it. Four slowly looked around and everyone gradually quieted down.

"You're lucky that we were late Today. That gives you an extra few minutes to get here. Today, we'll be-"

"Why were you late?" Jose interrupted.

Four turned and looked at Jose. "I would have thought you would've learned your lesson by now, transfer," he growled.

"Besides, what made us late is none of your concerN!" Six snapped. Taking another close look at her face, I detected a hint of a blush.

Hmm... I wonder why I thought mischievously. Four continued, "Anyway, before I was so rudely interrupted by the same person twice in as many days, you will be working with knives today. For the morning, you'll be practicing your aim. In the afternoon, Six and I will score you based on how many times you hit the target, how close you were to the center, and your form. Understood?"

After we all nodded, (some confidently, some with uncertainty), Six said, "Four, ready to show them?"

Expressionless, he walked to the knife table and picked three of them up, two in his left and one in his right, while Six walked to stand in front of the target. Grinning slightly, Six said to us, "If you try hard enough, you might be half as good as Four!" before leaning back against the target with complete ease as if she did this every day.

Four walked to stand in front of the target and said in a low voice, "Nervous, Six?"

"With you throwing knives? Never!"

Suddenly, I bursted, "Are you serious? You're going to throw knives at a girl?!"

Six frowned. "A girl? Transfer, I'm your instructor, and one of the two Dauntless Prodigies, along with Four. Need I remind you that I not only ranked first in my initiation but I also bested the previous record holder's time," she glanced at Four, "in the Fear Landscapes?"

Snow asked, "What are the Fear Landscapes?"

Six pursed her lips. "Forgot to tell you. There are three stages of initiation. The first one is primarily physical. Your strength and skill with be tested with Fighting Techniques, you perseverance will be tested with Gun Training, and your dedication and determination will be tested with what you are doing today, Knife Practicing. Before one you asks, why this relates to Dauntless bravery is because if you cannot even stand up for yourself, how are you supposed to stand up to or for someone else, like the Dauntless manuscript says?" She glanced at everyone's faces as if you make sure that they all absorbed her words, "At the end of each stage, two people will be cut, out of all of the initiates, not just you transfers. At the end of stage three, only the top ten remain as full-fledged Dauntless members. Stage Two is primarily mental, and stage three is primarily emotional. There is not way for me or even the oh-so-amazing Dauntless prodigy Four to prepare you ahead of time, so I won't elaborate."

Four said, "And... can we get back to our demonstration?"

Six replied, "Go ahead, Four."

With a hint of a smile, Four threw the knife, which landed three inches away from Six's fingertips. THe next knife he threw landed right above her head, causing many of us to gasp and hold our breath for the demonstration to end, and yet, not end. Miraculously, she didn't flinch. Six nodded slightly, and with amazing agility and speed, Four threw the knife, which skimmed her ear, drawing blood. I was shocked, and along with the rest of the initiates, confused, when Six burst out laughing.

Snow, who was the first to recover from shock exclaimed, "What's so funny? Didn't he just make you bleed?"

Still laughing, Six replied, "No, it's just that last year, he did the same thing to me!"

Confused, I asked, "Were you an initiate last year?"

TUrning cold and emotionless again, Six said, "What makes you think I'm that young?"

I heard Four mutter, "Because you were," which earned him a glare from Six. I don't think he meant for me, or the people nearest to him, to hear that.

Breaking the glare, Six said, coolly, "It's time for lunch. Go. Sit anywhere but with me, Four, or my friends. Understood?"

Nodding, we all scurried off, except for Hestia. Grinning to myself, I decided to watch, secretly, to see how this would play out. Rushing toward the door, I told Tesa and Snow of my plan, and told them to go on to lunch with me.

A/N: Thank you for reading, and I'm sorry, but the next time I'll update would probably be the day after tomorrow, because I have another story (an original) to work on with my friend Genius With A Capital J (BTW Imma steal credit for the name cuz I gave it to her, lol, I hope you're reading this, Genius With A Capital J!) and finals for school. Review please?