this chapter was going to be a lot longer but I decided to break it up into chapter seven and chapter eight.

Peter laughed as he grabbed my arms and held me against the wall.

"Get off of me!" I screamed. I looked over his shoulder to see Eric and Four laughing at me.

"Pathetic," Four laughed.

"You have no idea," Suddenly Abigail was standing there laughing right beside them. Soon I was watching my friends laugh at me as Peter's hands roamed over my bare body. I didn't realize I was naked till now and Peter was loving that fact. I started screaming as Peter's hands grabbed my breasts and my other private parts.

"Like that inbred bitch?" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"ZED!" I kept screaming as I felt someone's hands on me. I swung my arm out and hit someone in the face. Someone made a pained noise causing me to open my eyes. Four sat on my bed holding one of my shoulders and the other hand on his face.

"Four?" I gave him a questioning look but I was feeling do sorry at the same time. "Oh my god I'm so sorry," I told him.

"It's okay," he told me as he got up and looked at everyone. "Everyone in the training room," he called then left. I got out of bed and I started to change in my cloths. It had been days since Peter had touched me but the impressions of his hands hadn't faded like Eric's had. I pulled on my dark pants just as Peter made a comment.

"What were you dreaming about peace lover?" he yelled across the room. My anger that was a small lull ignited into a large fire.

"Go eat a dick, Peter!" I yelled at him. Peter and his friends started laughing at my outburst. I pulled on my tank top over my head. I was angry, everyone had just seen me terrified all because of a dream.

"Wow," Christina said as she walked over to me with Tris. "What's gotten into you today?"

"Leave me alone!" I yelled at her too. I grabbed my boots and jogged down to the training room. Once there I pulled on my boots and started attacking a punching bag. My ribs and muscles were sore from all of the training we had done this past week. Every time I started training they begged me to stop. They burned but I pushed through the pain.

Don't stop, I told myself. I swung a punch at the bag then round house kicked the bag. The impact ripped through my body and made me grunt in pain. I grabbed my ribs and took in sharp breaths. You can heal when you make it into Dauntless. Four and Eric walked into the training room neither of them spoke to each other. Eric ignored me like usual when he walked past me. I looked over my shoulder at him as he went to go set some stuff up for the Dauntless born. I turned back to the punching bag and Sparta kicked it.

"You okay?" Four asked me as he walked up behind me.

"If anyone asked me that again I'm going to rip their throats out with my teeth," I snapped at him. I round housed the bag causing it to move. I steadied it before I started punching it again.

"There's no need to be this aggressive," he told me. I snorted out of amusement.

"That doesn't stop Mr. I-like-to-Fuck-everything-that-moves," I threw another round house kick at the bag. "Nor Mr. I'm-just-touching-you-just-to-Fuck-with-your-brain," I punched the damn thing.

"There is a difference between them and you," I punched it one more time then shot a glare at Four.

"What is it then?" I snapped.

"They're assholes," I snorted, "when you punched me in the face this morning you apologized. If either of them punches someone it wasn't on accident. If it was they wouldn't apologize." I kept my eyes fixed on the ground "you're just angry that everyone saw you afraid this morning," He was right I was angry because I looked weak. I was afraid because I had a nightmare. A stupid dream that would have been over in seconds. I lowered my head adverting my eyes from him. "You need to control your temper before it gets you into trouble."

"Yes sir," I said quietly. I wanted to tell him I had been trying to manage it since I could remember.

"Four!" Eric called him. I looked over to see Eric looking more pissed than usual.

"Back to your training," Four walked off towards Eric. I looked at the two men they looked the same age so they must have known each other for a long time. Long enough for them to hate each other with that much vigor. I turned back to the bag and I started punching it again. Peter and his friends walked into the room laughing. I looked over and I caught a glimpse of him gesturing something towards me. Whatever he had said it caused both Molly and Drew to laugh. I never hated anyone in my life but today I can say I do. My fists clenched tighter, I turned back to the punching bag. I started attacking it again with jabs, hooks, and elbows. More and more people came into the training room even the Dauntless born with Lauren came in. Everyone started training and Lauren was setting an obstacle course with Eric and another guy. I stopped for a while to see what it was. Lauren turned to her initiates as she spoke.

"The point is to run , jump and dodge ," Lauren said to the Dauntless born. "It's to test your agility, you will break something." I watched and listened intently as she explained what to do. Eric walked away from her and the Dauntless born initiates. I swallowed my pride and I stepped out in front of Eric.

"Excuse me sir?" I walked up to Eric hoping that my politeness would get him to answer me.

"What?" Eric shot me a glare. I held Eric's glare as I spoke.

"I was wondering if I could join Lauren and the dauntless born in that exercise," Eric's jaw tightened and he looked over to the group.

"What is this training not good enough for you?" he asked me. Eric's tone of voice was harsh witch warned me to tread carefully. I took a breath trying to keep my out of control anger in check.

"I would just appreciate a challenge today sir," I said carefully.

"A challenge?" he seemed to wear a sarcastic look. He leaned down closing the foot between us. "Learn not to wuss out when someone touches you," he pushed me out of the way making sure that his palm made contact with my bare skin. My collarbone burned from his touch. I felt the large imprint cause his pervious touches to waken on my skin. That had caused my anger roar into an erupting volcano.

"Maybe you should learn how to not be a giant prick!" I turned around yelling at him " or are you just trying to match your dick size or are you just over compensating?" All noises in the room stopped as all eyes turned on us. Eric had stopped he didn't move he didn't do anything. My anger died, I knew I was fucking screwed now. Eric squared his shoulders and continued walking away. I swallowed hard as people slowly went back to what they were doing.

"Are you insane!" Abby ran up to me grabbing my arm. She turned my body towards her but my eyes were fixed on Eric. "Zed, are you even listening!" I looked at my sister and she was pissed. I looked back at Eric and he was standing by himself watching the initiates on his side of the room. "Zed!" I looked back at her.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"If you're not careful you're going to get us both kicked out of Dauntless," her anger was leaching into her voice. I nodded locking my jaw shut.

"Break for breakfast!" Four called.

"Come on." Abby started ushering us out of the training room.

"That wasn't really smart you now," I looked up next to me and saw a blond shaggy haired Dauntless born boy. "Yelling at Eric at any time of day could get you factionless," he told me.

"Well there is a reason I didn't pick Erudite," I mumbled.

"She's been oh his shit list since we were in Amity," Abby cursed surprising me. He looked at Abby then me. He smiled once his eyes went back to Abby.

"Ah so you are the Amity Twins," he said as he put his hands in his pockets. Abby smiled a bit and I felt like the awkward duckling again. Abby being flirted with wasn't new nor was it done while I was standing right there. "I'm Trevor," He held his hand out to her.

"Abigail," she shook his hand, "and this is,"

"Out of here," I started walking backwards and went back into the training room. "I'll catch up with you later." I made my way back into the training room. I hated being in those situations. My sister flirting with some guy while I'm standing there, and her and some guy pretending I don't exist. It made my stomach churn. The only guy that seemed to notice I existed or even paid any attention to me was Eric.

"What did I say last time you had an outburst like that?" Eric's voice came up from behind me. I closed my eyes and dropped my head.

"You would make me factionless," Eric stepped in front of me.

"You would be factionless right now but," I looked up at him. His eyes were cold and his hatred for me was clear in his eyes. "The other leaders and Four see a lot of potential in you." Eric looked me in the eye. "If I'll make sure that you prove them wrong." Eric walked away from me leaving me confused.

The leaders see potential in me? God and why does he have such issues with me? I went back to my punching bag and started hitting it. What Eric had said to me raced through my brain. I had every urge to disprove him again but it could also get me factionless. The guy was a giant prick and I hated him. I took in a deep breath and tried to focus on something other than him. I thought of my anger and I started channeling it through my fists. I used each of my breaks trying to get my anger under control. Once my knuckles were too sore for me to carry on for the rest of the day I ran around the training room. I rotated between running and hitting for hours, trying to take control of my anger. It wasn't working though. Eric was still being a dick to me so was peter and his lackeys. But what also put the cherry on top my shit sundae day, was seeing my sister not spend any time training at all. Abigail spent hours talking to the Dauntless born boy. It was great seeing her happy but she was supposed to be working in getting into dauntless. Seeing Abby waste her time talking to some guy made my anger burn and my stomach churn.

"Hey Abs!" I yelled. She ignored me and kept talking to the dauntless born guy. "Abby!" The guy gestured toward me but Abby just looked over at me then dismissed me to him.

"Both of you get training!" Eric yelled at them. Abby and the boy separated and went to their separate training. Eric angrily glanced in my direction. I adverted my gaze as he made his way to Four. I went back to my punching bag and kicked it.

"First jumper in the ring," Eric's voice boomed across the room. I looked back at Eric while he was standing next to Four and the raised ring. "Last jumper time to fight," Tris and Molly got in the ring. Everyone stopped what they were doing and circled the ring. I ran up and stood in the back of the group. Abby stood next to me with her eyes fixed on the ring.

"why were you ignoring me?" I asked her. Abby didn't say anything she just glared at me. I had never seen such anger or hate in her eyes. it was so foreign in her eyes like compassion was in Peter's or Eric's eyes. I grabbed her arm "What is your problem?!" I half yelled at her.

"Twin one and two!" Eric yelled at us, "Watch the fight." Abby ripped her arm out of my grip and moved to the other side of the room. I turned my gaze to Eric who was glaring at me. I looked away from him as Molly spoke.

"How long do we fight?" Molly asked him.

"Till one of you can't," he said.

"Or one of you concedes," Four added quickly.

"According to the old rules," Eric seemed to be telling him, "the new rules no one concedes," I looked over at Tris as Four and Eric spoke to each other. Molly was a large muscular girl and Tris was petite and practically had no muscle. I prayed that Tris would come out on top. "Go!" Eric said and they got into their fighting stances. Molly advanced on Tris; Tris backed off out of the ring.

"Don't be scared Stiff!" Peter yelled as Tris got back in the ring. and Molly threw a punch at her. Tris dodged it and threw one herself. Tris' punch didn't land and Molly took the advantage and punched her in the ear. Tris tackled her but Molly grabbed her. Molly started jabbing Tris in the ribs several times.

"Come on Tris!" I found myself yelling. Tris got out of molly's grip only to have her get punched in the face knocking her to the ground. Tris looked up at Molly while Molly looked up at Eric. She seemed to be asking permission to finish the fight which Eric gladly gave her. Molly hit Tris knocking her out cold. Will and Al jumped into the ring and pulled her out. I started to head over to Tris to see if she was okay.

"Twin one," I stopped and looked over at Eric. "In the ring." I nodded kicking off my boots and entered the ring. I waited for Eric to call up my opponent but he didn't. Instead he kicked off his own boots and pulled his vest off his shoulders. He grabbed the collar of his t-shirt over his head so he was standing their shirtless. Eric was highly muscular and heavily tattooed. His chest and abs were chiseled with what looked like the talons and hands of a dragon coming around to his chest and clawing into him. He turned around and there was the rest of the dragon breathing fire and lighting around it. That tattoo was beautiful and very detail for a Dauntless tattoo. My eyes lingered over his back taking every detail of him. My eyes stopped once I saw a large burn on his back that then realized it nearly covered his whole back. It looked like that the tattoo it's self was supposed to cover the large burn. Eric turned back to me and entered the ring. My breathing caught in my throat as he took a fighting stance. Eric was going to fight me.

"What are you doing?" Four called him out.

"We have extra people either somebody is going to sit out one day out of the week have to fight multiple people or one of us have to fight," he told him but kept his eyes fixed on me. "I decided that I would fight the second jumper," to say I was pants wetting terrified at that moment would have been an understatement. Eric was either going to hospitalize me or kill me. I took a fighting stance because I didn't want to be completely beaten by him.

"Go," Four said and Eric attacked. He swung a punch at my face and I dodged it. As I moved to the left Eric brought in his fist to my cracked ribs. I felt a snap as his fist made contact. I ducked to the ground and rolled away from him. I got to my knees and held my ribs for a second trying to force back the pain.

"Come on," he said while looking down at me. I looked up at Eric and my anger was staring to boil over again. "You're just as pathetic as," before he could finish what he was saying I tackled him. I wanted to tackled him to the ground but he didn't budge. He was too strong and he wrapped his arms around me. He punched me in my wounded side. I screamed out in pain and I bit into his side till I tasted blood. He grunted and pushed me to the ground, I was just below him on the ground. He didn't have any emotion on his face or in his eyes. He kicked me in my stomach and I screamed out in pain again. Blinding pain shot throughout my body but if I just lay here he would kill me. Eric was bring his leg up to kick me so I swung my legs kicking him in the only leg making contact to the ground. Eric landed hard smacking his head against the hard wood floor of the ring. I took that chance and I jumped on to his chest pinning his arms down with my knees. My knees were against the center of his fore arms. I punched Eric in the jaw hard enough to leave a large bruise. I brought up my fist to hit him again.

"You're trying to kick his ass not turn him on!" Peter yelled at me. I looked up to yell at Peter who was now laughing with Drew and Molly. Of course I was distracted from Eric to he took the advantage. He ripped one of his arms from under my right knee and punched me in the ribs. I gasped out as pain shot through my side. Eric flipped us and my head rammed into the floor. Eric tried to get up off the floor but I wrapped my short legs around his torso. I locked my legs around him and causing peter and his friends to cat call. (I will say that Eric's groin was right against my butt but he wasn't turned on.) I wrapped my arms around his torso so I looked like a belt on him. Eric tried to shake me but he was unsuccessful. He punched me in my broken ribs again and I bit down on my lips trying not to scream. I moved one of my legs and knee Eric in the groin. He grunted and fell to his knees. I fell off of Eric and I kicked him in the gut. He fell onto his back and I jumped to my feet and got back into my fighting stance.

"Whose pathetic now bitch," I rasped out. My rib cage was killing me but they couldn't have hurt any less compared to set of kneed balls. Eric got back on his knees and he glared up at me. I kept my eyes locked on him as he stood back up and got into a fighting stance. My anger had boiled over and sparked into a raging wild fire. I was done with people think the worst of me. I wanted to prove to them that I belong here. Maybe beating the crap out of a ruthless Dauntless leader they wouldn't think that anymore. I lunged at him and he grabbed me again and threw me to the ground. I slide across the floor and stopped at the edge of the ring. Eric didn't take any time kicking me off the ring. I rolled down the side and at my friends' feet. I groaned and I got to my knees.

"You're done," Eric told me. I stood up grabbing my ribs.

"You said fight till one of us can't anymore," I told him, "I can still fight," I spat.

"You can't you have couple of broken ribs on each side," he said out of anger. My fists tightened and again I said something I would regret later.

"Sometimes the will to fight lasts longer than the body can," I said as got back in the ring. Before I could get into a fighting stance again Eric grabbed me by my tank top and threw me to the floor. I hit the ground hard and pain exploded through my side. I kept my mouth shut and bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn't scream out in pain. I tried to get to my knees but Eric grabbed me by my pony tail and dragged me up so I was on my knees. I shrieked in pain as my scalp felt like it was being pulled off. Eric used my hair to manipulate my head. He brought my face down and kneed me in the face refactoring my healing nose. He dropped me to the ground and glared down at me.

"are you done yet?" he asked me. I tried to get to my hands and knees but Eric kicked me to the floor. I didn't get up that time. I just laid there on the ground in pain trying to breath. My broken ribs ached along with my muscles and face. Everything told me just to stay there and let him win. Breathing was hard and it reminded me of when I was attacked by a rabid dog. The pain as the dog ripped into my skin the anger from it. the tears it brought to my eyes.

Be strong my free spirit, my dad told me as I screamed in pain at the top of my lungs. You have to be strong.

"I'm sorry daddy," I whispered and I turned my head away. I gave up I was done. I moved my hand out so I could show my consent.

"Come on Zed!" my sister yelled. I looked at her and concern was washed over her face. The anger in her eyes was gone and they were full of concern. "you can do this!"

No you can't give up, I told myself. Don't let Eric win or at least put up a better fight. I tried to get on my hands and knees but Eric kicked me in the gut. I fell to the ground and I took in sharp painful breaths. I turned a glare onto Eric. Eric just watched me as I breathed painfully.

"You got this Zed!" Edward yelled.

"Come on get up!" Tris called. I took in a shaky breath and I got to my hands and knees again. Eric kicked my side but as his foot made contact I wrapped my arms around it. Eric nearly stumbled but kept his balance. I unraveled my left arm and I punched him in the back of the knee. Eric collapsed on top of me so either knee was on each side of me. I punched him in the ribs and he collapsed forward. I got out from under him and I pinned him down again. This time I had one knee on his bicep and the other on the joint that connected the fore arm and the bicep.

"Kick his ass!" Will yelled. I felt a surge of that drove me to fight again. I took in a painful breath and I punched Eric in the face again and again and again. Eric's eye brow piercings became bloody and started dripping down his eye. His mouth became bloody with every hit I gave him. Eric must have been in shock that an untrained initiate had him pinned because he didn't move. His shock didn't last long because he flipped me over again and he pinned me down. Both knees were on my biceps and he had a cruel look in his eyes. He punched me in the face right below my eye. My brain rattled around and my world started turning black. As I was blacking out something pressed against my throat and suddenly I couldn't breathe. My world cleared and I realized Eric was choking me. I scratched at his arm and I tried kicking him. Eric didn't move he just pressed harder on my throat. I dug deep into Eric's arms and I could feel tears running down my face. I was scared he was going to kill me and he would enjoy it. I started kicking trying to get him off of me. I started hitting his arm as I started blacking out. I saw murder in Eric's eyes and I knew he was going to kill me.

My big mouth got me kill, figures. I thought as my hits became less rapid and I was blacking out again.

"He's killing her!" I heard my sister's voice. Eric looked over at her then back at me. He released me and air just came rushing into my lungs. I took in a deep breath and I started coughing violently. I grabbed my throat and took in as much air as I could. Tears mixed with blood as they rushed down my face. I was shaking hard and as I looked up at Eric. I looked him in his grey eyes and the murder that was once there was no longer there. They were cold and emotionless like the rest of his face. I stood up and I could feel my anger spreading to create a larger fire. My fist started to twitch as I rubbed my neck.

"If I were you I would stay down," he told me.

"Like I said days ago I didn't get Erudite," I lunged at his again but he pushed me to the floor with one hand. "You're supposed to fight till I can't anymore."

"How about don't be stupid," I looked up at him as I kept trying to catch my breath. "You're done fighting today," he told me and left the ring. "Get her to the infirmary," he told Four. Four got into the ring and helped me up. My face and rib cage stung as I stood on my two feet. Four took my arm and through it over his head. My legs were fine and I about to tell him that but I passed out. While I was unconscious I dreamt of home. I dreamt of running after my little sister in the fields of Amity.

I was chasing her I felt my pain all through my dream till I caught her. Audrey giggled as I spun her around and I laughed with her. She got away from me and I ran after her laughing. Audrey stopped and hugged me tightly I hugged her back.

"Don't go," she whispered.

I opened my eyes and the infirmary light blinded me. I lifted my hand to shield my eyes. My head felt fuzzy and my torso felt stiff.

"Hey," I put my hand down to see Abby smiling at me. I looked around to see all of my friends there staring at me.

"How bad do I look?" I asked them. Abby squeezed my hand and she laughed.

"Don't worry, we still look exactly alike." I gave her a slight smile. I looked over to Chris and gave her an apologetic smile. "Sorry for biting your head off this morning."

"No worries," she came over and hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry too," Abby told me "for being a total bitch."

"I think you kind of have to be one to make it into Dauntless," I told her.

"Yeah but just being a bitch just because a douche bag was wondering why I wasn't anything like you isn't right," Abby said as she bit her lip. "But you know that don't you?" I didn't say anything I just squeezed Abby's hand back.

"You had us all worried," Al changed the subject fast. "Four thought you were dead when he brought you in here."

"You even freaked Eric out," Will added. I scowled, Eric freaked out because he thought he killed an initiate.

"Why he's the one who put me in this bed," I felt really bitter over that fact. I remembered then when that he told me that the other leaders saw "potential in me".

"No idea," Abby told me. She gave me a slight smile. "They posted ranks today," she told me.

"Where are you?" I asked her. Abby frowned and let go of my hand.

"Just below the line," I groaned and let my head fall back.

"What about you guys?" I asked my friends.

"I'm last," Tris told me.

"I'm one above Tris," Al told me.

"Barley over the line," Christina told me.

At least she's making it, I thought. I turned to look at Will

"What about you tough guy?" I gave him a sarcastic smile.

"I'm directly above you," Will told me. It didn't even occur to me to ask about my rank.

"Where am I?" I asked him.

"Your ranked number eleven," he told me. I frowned

"Why I got my ass kicked,"

"But you pinned Eric down twice," Christina told me. "He's a trained dauntless leader and you pinned him down."

"They must have been impressed imagine your score if you beat him," Will said with a smile.

"The doctor is letting you out so you should with some pain medication and a brace to help you with your ribs," Abigail told me and rubbed my arm. "You should go and get some rest."

"Or come with us and get a tattoo," Christina smiled. I thought for a moment with my bottom lip out in a pout.

"I'm really tired," I told her "but I've wanted a tattoo since I got into Dauntless,"

"That's our girl," Christina smiled a little brighter.

So I was watching Spartacus and all I could think was how Dauntless is basically futuristic gladiators.

We have the trainers or the Doctoures (Four and Eric)

Then we have the gladiators (initiates)

Yup that's what my brain did today.