I am So so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry this took 2-3 months to post this I had midterms finals looking for a job and writers block and just general gooffying off on different Internet websites. of course I have Summer off before I decide to go into a trade school instead of community college. so with all summer I may be posting more. also if you couldn't tell this is very unBETAed hints why there are occasionally a letter or word(s) missing in sentences. if you see them then let me know so I can go back and fix it.

The loud obnoxious pounding of metal interrupted echoed through the room. I picked up my head as Four made his announcement.

"Get dress eat breakfast then meet in the training room." I dropped my head on the pillow and groaned. I hurt all over and my throat hurt the most (either from yelling from the food fight or the large bruise). God I wanted to just go back to sleep. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I winced as I rubbed some of my bruised face.

"Can't we just go back to sleep?" I said as I opened my eyes.

"Only if you want to face Four and Eric's wrath," Al told me.

"Can't be worse than what Eric already did," I pointed to the large purple bruise on my wind pipe.

"Go ahead and try it," Al said as he grabbed a clean shirt and pulled it over his head. I yawned and pushed myself out of the bed. I carefully changed into a pair of yoga pants my combat boots and a black tank top. I shuffled to the bathroom and ran my tooth brush over my teeth. I looked in the mirror and my hair was sticking up in different places. I watered down my hair so it was lying flat on my head then. I smiled lightly at my reflection.

"another day in Dauntless." the cuts and bruises made me look like shit but it also made me look like I may have been born here in dauntless. Piercings, a tattoo, bruises very dauntless looking. Now I just have to work on being truly dauntless. I heard my sister squeal and I turned around fast. Trevor the dauntless born boy had came up behind her and surprised her by throwing her half naked body over his shoulder and he started spinning.

Right, I can't worry about myself here. I looked back in there mirror. If I didn't make it at least Abby had too, I sighed and looked away from the mirror. It all hit me then there was still a large chance that I wouldn't make it through initiation and from what I heard about Dauntless initiation ranked first this early is never good. I walked over to my cot and grabbed my jacket. Trevor wrapped an arm around Abby's shoulders after she pulled on her t-shirt. Trevor dropped a kiss on her mouth and she blushed hard. I rolled my eyes "I'm heading out to the mess hall." I informed them.

"Cool we'll come too." I groaned internally. I started walking out and thank god Tris was on her way out too.

"It's still weird people are that open with their PDA," she said.

"Yeah not a fan of it either," I walked beside her and behind my sister and Trevor by a couple feet.

"I thought,"

"Yes Amity is all about being openly affectionate but when you hate it when people touch you," I shrugged.

"So you never had a boyfriend?" she asked me.

"Three crushes and one boyfriend," I told her.

"What happened with him?" Tris asked. My jaw tightened as I thought about the day we broke up. It had been days since I actually let him kiss me for the first time. When he left me in my living room to get "drinks" I realized he didn't give a shit about me at all.

"Same thing that every other guy I liked," I started "all he wanted was my sister." I saw Abby's micro expressions change she heard me. "Though when that one guy told her he had a thing for her and tried to kiss her she punched him in the face. Then she spent a good hour on peace serum."

"So you're not angry at her," I shook my head.

"I can't really blame them what guy would want a girl who hates being touched." We entered the mess hall and I was surprised to see that it was practically clean like nothing happened. I sat down at the table and loaded my plate with food then my mouth. Tris sat next to me and Abby across from me. I looked over at the entrance of the mess hall checking for the others. At that moment Eric walked in and I froze. I suddenly remembered more about the food fight. Me; stupidly involving him in the fight but him happily joining along. My throat started to close slightly. He had nearly killed me the other day then during the food fight he pied me in the face. I was so used to the dark part of him and the dark cruelness in his eyes that it was weird to know that there was some light. He had a smile that turned his stoic and mean face to one that just light it up. He actually looked kind and someone that I would want to know. I shook my head.

He tried to kill you moron! I set my fork down.

"You okay?" Tris asked me. I looked at her and gave her one of my fake smiles.

"Yeah," I lied I went back to my food. I couldn't help but think of those two sides of Eric; The serious side that tried to kill me and the side where he had the warmest smile that no Amity could ever pull of even when they were injected with the peace serum. I glazed in his direction again; he looked the same as always, Serious and an asshole.

"God I love that I can lie!" Christina explained as she sat next to Tris.

"That is good but trying everyday of your life reading every second you had when you weren't in school learning." Will shook his head as he grabbed a muffin.

"What are you guys talking about?" Tris asked them.

"About what we hate about our old factions," Christina said as she started filling her plate with food.

"Well that's easy," Al said as he sat down next to me. "Not having to tell the truth all of the time. for example," Al turned to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Zed I watch you in the shower," my jaw dropped a little.

"Well one thing I hated being in Amity is I couldn't do this," I said to my friends across from me then elbowed Al in the ribs. "Even though I know it's a joke." Everyone started laughing. "What about you Tris?" I asked her.

"I get to wear something other than grey," she shrugged.

"Oh and having to wear a dress all of the time," I cringed. "God I hated those damn skirts I had to wear all of the time."

"And Always have to be smiling," Abby put on an obvious fake smile.

"Can't tell anyone a simple white lie,"

"Or telling someone what they don't want to hear."

"Tests so many tests! And from my parents too!" the six of us started laughing hard.

"Well," Trevor pushed his empty tray away "I want to get to training early or my mom will kill me." Trevor got up and dropped a kiss on my sister's lips and she blushed hard. I rolled my eyes and made a gaging sound. Abby kiss Trevor one more time as she flipped me off. Trevor left and I rolled my eyes again as my sister watched him walk away.

"So," she started "you got Eric into the food fight last night?" I shrugged.

"He looked a little to clean at the time," I smiled and took a sip of my water. Once we were all one with our breakfast we started heading to the training room. We were laughing about how we all (except Tris) thought Four would be less of a Stiff if he had just gotten laid. At some point I jumped on to Will's back and he was carrying me that way to the training room. I loved having Will and Al around it was like having my two brothers back. I laughed as Al called Will and idiot as they do. I quiet down a bit as I heard talking.

"The Divergents a large problem," Eric was speaking with someone about Divergents. I slid off of Will's back and he stopped to looked at me.

"I'll catch up," I told him. Will nodded and continued down the hall way. I fallowed behind slowly till I reach the entrance of a corridor off to the side. I pressed my self against the wall and I heard both voices clearly.

"And what do you recommend that Jeanine hasn't thought of already." Max spoke in a condescending tone.

Why are Max and Eric talking about Divergents? Why is Jeanine trying to figure out?!

"We find them and kill them on the spot." My breath caught in my throat and my blood ran cold in my veins. I peeked around the corner. The two men stood there in the hallway. Eric had a serious face on (more serious than usual.) His strong arms were crossed over his thick chest.

"And what if people start asking questions?" Max asked him in an annoyed tone. Max crossed his own arms over his chest as he looked down on Eric (metaphorically Eric was taller by six inches).

"We tell them they were Divergents and those who harbor the Divergents will be killed alongside them." Max sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. It was clear Max fedup with Eric. It almost seemed like he resented him.

"The only reason that you're a leader Eric is that Jeanine finds your psychotic tendencies use full." Eric was glaring at Max his jaw was locked forward and looked ready to kill.

I guess those would be his psychotic again, I thought half sarcastically. The men were silent with their eyes locked on each other. It was so quiet that you probably could hear my lungs burning from the breath i didn't realize I was holding. "You're a good leader Eric." Max finally broke the silence finally. "I don't want to have this discussion with you again. You own me that for what I did for your mother." I scowled slightly as I saw Eric tense at the mention of his mother. I pulled away from the corner and pressed my back against the wall.

Okay Eric wants people like my sister dead. Jeanine also wants the Divergents gone. Why? No clue. Max did something for Eric's mother a long time ago and it's held over Eric's head. Also mom touchy subject with Eric. Anything else? I review the information in my head suddenly I started hearing a pair of boots walking towards men. My body tensed and I was frozen in place. I was going to get caught.

How do I get out of this? Do I run? No they'll know someone was listening. I can't stay either! I closed my eyes and just started walking. Nobody will question if I just keep walking towards the training room right? I kept my head down and walked past the tunnel. When I thought I was in the clear I was instantly rammed into and my arm was grabbed tightly.

"What did you hear?!

Fuck fuck FUCK!

"Nothing," I told him playing coy. "I was just walking and you rammed into me!" I decided to snap at him. If I didn't I felt that he would have been suspicious about me. I could see the murder burning in Eric's eyes.

"what did you hear?" he asked me again. I rolled my eyes hopeing it would convince him and I decided tell him something I heard.

"I heard something about your mom I think," I told him. "I was really paying attention." Eric looked me in the eyes searching for something in them. Eric let go of my arm and shoved me forward.

"You're fighting Edward today," I scowled.

"What?"

"I told you that if you came anywhere near the training room I told you, you would be fighting today."

"Drew and Peter were assaulting me!" I yelled at him.

"Then you should have fought them instead of running away like a coward," he said in his calm anger. I scoffed

"I got my ass handed to me by you what makes you think I could fight them?!" I was angry my fists were clenched into fists. I wanted to hit him so badly but I couldn't he would defiantly kill me. Eric leaned forward silently.

"You caught me off guard twice," his tone was lethal and threatening but I couldn't help notice the bruises on his face. I also could help but notice that it looked like there were more of them. "you could have taken them if you really wanted to."

"That was just dumb luck," I told him.

"There is no such thing," Eric let me go with a shove. "get to the training room before I give you the extra fight instead of Edward." I sent him a glare and turned my back to him and made my way to the training room. When I got there I was the last to show up.

"Nice for you to join us," Four called me out causing everyone to looked at me. My jaw tightened and I moved over to the weights to work on my upper body. I stretched out my arms before I grabbed the twenties. Ten pounds was easy I worked with bags of wheat heavier than that in Amity. I started working out my arms facing the mirror so I could keep an eye on everyone behind me, mainly Abby. Eric said he wanted Divergents dead and I only knew of one Divergent and that was her. I knew if she made it into Dauntless she would be safe. She was already a good amount of dauntless but she was still too close to the line for comfort. I watched Abby carefully as she worked on her punches and kicks they were sloppy and when her first fight came around she would undoubtedly lose and drop below the line. I looked around to check if Eric or any other leader was in the room. Once clear I put the weights back and jogged over to my sister.

"Hey Lil!" Abby Smile brightly as she used my birth name.

"You need to straighten your arms and legs when you throw a kick and a punch." I told her. Abby scowled slightly.

"What?" I went to the other punching bag.

"Watch me," I told her then swung a round house kick at the bag. I looked back at her "straighten out your leg and try to put more power behind it," I told her. Abby nodded and tried a kick again. It was better. "Okay straighten your arm as you extend your punches too," I told her and showed her a couple punches. Abby did the same and her punches improved a hell of a lot better. Abby smiled,

"Thanks Lil!" she smiled then shook her head, "sorry Zed."

"No problem," I said.

"Alright everyone gather up!" Four called while he was standing in the middle of the ring. Abby and I made our way to the ring along with the other initiates. "Alright today I'm going to give you a tip that each of you should take into consideration in your fights during initiation and after.

"What do you think it is?" Chris asked.

"Sh!" Will Abby and Tris hushed her. I kept my eyes fixed on Four as he continued to speak.

"When you're fighting watch your opponents," Four told us, "watch for weaknesses or tells."

"Tells?" one of the other Candors asked.

"A clue to someone's next move," Four explained. Four looked at me "Zed, join me up here." I swallowed hard and moved forward. "Take a fighting stance," he ordered. I did. "Now attack me." I didn't move.

Great did Eric convince him in to also make my life a living hell?

"I don't have all day Softie," my jaw tightened and I got angry. I swung my right leg at his ribs but he caught my foot and pushed me back. I fell back on my ass and I looked up at him.

"Can anyone tell me her tells?" Four called. Nobody spoke up.

"Her jaw locked and a spark lit up in her eyes when Four called her a softie," Eric spoke up from the back. Everyone looked at him. "Other than that what else did she do?" Eric's eyes were locked on Four's like he was challenging him.

"She shifted her weight before she kicked?" Will asked with a mix of nervousness and confidence.

"So obvious that a blind factionless born could see it," my jaw tightened and I thought back on our fight.

"Well you should learn not to gloat when your opponent is down!" I snapped at Eric. "It kind of leaves you open and distracted when you call them pathetic." Eric Smirked at that.

"You shouldn't let people anger you so easily either," He told me. "Learn to ignore people when they yell that you should be kicking my ass instead of turning me on." I blushed hard out of embarrassment. Peter and his friends started laughing.

"I knew that's what she was doing," Peter said as he laughed. after his little comment everyone started laughing at me. Normally I would be angry but I was just far too embarrassed to do anything but sit there on the ring floor.

God just someone kill me now! I covered my face and brought my knees up to my chest. I was trying my best just to clasp in on myself.

"Enough!" both Four and Eric called. Some people stopped laughing but some didn't.

"Edward in the ring your fighting Twin one" Eric said and walked off. I looked up to see Edward step into the ring. He wasn't laughing at all he actually look disgusted. Edward walked over to me and held out his hand to me. I took his hand and he pulled me up off the floor.

"Thanks," I mumbled

"No problem," he started over to his side of the ring.

"Go easy and I'll kill you in your sleep," I told Edward. Edwaard gave me a half cocky grin.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Edward looked over at four.

"take your stances," Four called to us. Edward took an easy stance while I took a shakey one. Edward was the top initiate so I knew I was going to lose this round.

"You got this Zed!" Will called. I let out a shaky breath.

"I wouldn't try flirting with him!" peter called "I think Myra would kill you before you even say hi." Everyone started laughing again.

Come on Zed don't let him get to you, I told myself but I could feel my face heat up again along with me feeling like an idiot.

"Go!" Four called.

"Nothing personal," Edward said as he swung a round house kick to the side of my head. I tried ducking out of the way but he clipped me and I was knocked to the ground. My head bounced off the floor with a loud bang. I looked up at Edward as he was going to kick me in the gut. I rolled just as he brought his foot down. I jumped up fast back onto my feet and took my defensive stance. My arms were blocking my face. Edward stood across from me in an attack stance waiting for me to strike. I watched a couple of Edward's fights and that's how he usually won. He waited them out using their next attack against them. Unfortunately I was growing impatient and annoyed.

"You don't have all day!" Eric yelled from across the room. So I attacked first just relying on dumb luck. I charged at Edward but then duck under his fist that was aimed at my throat. I swung a side kick at his ribs channeling all over my rage through my kick. Edward stumbled as my boot made contact. My heart was pounding hard in my chest and I could feel my pain meds wearing off. I swung a punch at Edward's face but he grabbed it then punched me in the face refracting my nose. I let out a painful cry and he knocked me to the ground. I rolled on to my side and I looked up at Edward just as his boot made contact with my face.

~OO~

The medic put the last piece of tap on the metal thing that would allow my nose to heal straight. He walked off with his med kit and Edward came up to me from after his run with Mrya.

"You okay?" Edward asked me a little breathless. I scuffed

"I've had worse than a broken nose," I told him and gave him a cocky smirk.

"You did a good job though despite you still being injured," he told me. "and being called out like that by both Eric and Peter."

"Again," I added.

"Again," He corrected. Myra walked up with a shy smile and handed me an ice pack.

"For your head." I took the ice pack and gave her a small smile.

"Thanks," I placed it on my temple where Edward kicked me.

"Your sister told me she was getting your pain medication," She told me. i nodded

"Okay ranks are up!" Four called. I got off the bench and made my way over to the rank bored. I looked up at the bored and only looked at the important names in my book.

9. Will

16. Christina

22. Abigail

31. Tris

33. Al

I dropped my head, Abby was still below the line but she had improved by two. So she was making it just barley. She had to work harder though if she wanted to make it into dauntless.

"You dropped," Abby frowned as she spoke to me. I looked back at the ranks and she was right. I went from eleven to twenty in just a couple of days.

"Doesn't matter," I told her, "I'm still above the line I'll freak out when I hit twenty one." twenty one was the first number below the red line.

"Alright ten minute water break!" Eric called to us. Everyone broke away from the bored but I kept looking at it. How did I get from eleven to twenty? I glanced at Eric who was staring at me. I looked back at the bored and scuffed.

"Trying to tell me I should stop shooting my mouth off?" I asked him.

"You haven't improved either," he told me, "the only thing keeping you above the line is you gun skills." I looked back at the bored.

"Then what am I doing wrong?" I asked him.

"Your kicks and punches are sloppy," I scowled, "their straight but you're still hesitant about them you may not even notice It." he told me.

"Must be my Amity programming," I said sarcastically.

"That usually why Amities have a hard time getting through Dauntless initiation," Eric stepped closer to me. "Even the most ruthless people that come out of Amity have to fight what they learned there. It's a transfer's automatic instinct to go to their former factions traits," He told me. "Even I automatically went into my Erudite trait when I first got here."

"What did you do?" I asked raising my eye brow at him. Eric cracked a half smile and snorted

"Shot my mouth of and thought I was the smartest guy in the room by saying it's impossible for my trainers to know my greatest fears."

"Sounds like you were the trouble initiate," I joked.

"More of one then you are actually," I was slightly offended.

"How am I a trouble initiate?" I asked him. Eric snorted again out of amusement.

"You shoot your mouth off more than anyone I've ever met and you piss me off more than the Stiff." I rolled my eyes then looked back at the bored.

"Why are you being so helpful anyways?" I asked him.

"I'm your trainer I'm supposed to be helpful," he told me. I raised my eye brow at him again. Eric rolled his eyes then said "and I wanted to say I didn't mean to embarrass you with what I said." I frowned in confusion.

Did Eric, fearless giant prick and biggest psycho I ever seen; just apologize? Before I could say anything he walked away from me. Okay bipolar much?

"What was that about?" Will asked me as he walked up.

"You tell me your both from Erudite." I shook my head and ran my hand through the back of my hair.

"Look I studied a lot of things in Erudite but the behaviors of older Erudite borns transferred to Dauntless is not one of them."

"You knew a bit about him yesterday," I crossed my arms over my chest.

"That's because I admire some of his mother's work and how hard she worked to get where she is."\

"Get back to work!" our trainers called.

"Run with me," I told him and we bolted from our spot as Four called Myra to fight Drew. Will and I started running around the room.

"You look ridiculous with that thing on your face," he told me.

"I'm thinking about taking it off so it would heal crocked," I told him.

"Why?" he asked me.

"Come on tell me the others aren't hoping to have scars when they get out of initiation," I laughed.

"True," he shook his head.

"Also the more people can tell me apart from Abby the better," I told him.

"Why?"

"Do you know how many love confessions I got from people thinking I was Abby?" I asked him.

"A lot?"

"Understatement," Will winced at what I said. We rounded a corner then I thought for a moment. "So how much stuff did you learn in Erudite?" I asked him.

"Astronomy Greek and roman myths I took Latin and a lot of stuff so I could be a doctor or Medic." He told me.

"Being a medic would come in handy here in dauntless." I told him. I stopped when we ran behind a pillar and I knew we were out of sight from our trainers prying eyes. Will stopped and scowled a little.

"What's wrong?" he asked me. I thought for a moment debating if I could trust him let alone ask him without him asking questions.

"Can I trust you?" I finally asked him.

"Are you really asking me that?" he asked me and seemed a little offended "I'm your best friend of course you can trust me." I stood there for a moment trying to process what he said. Will frowned.

"Okay I knew you didn't have friends back in Amity but didn't you even have a best friend?" I shook my head.

"Honestly I thought Al was your best friend," I told him.

"Al and Chris are my close friends while your sister and Tris on my good friends, you're my best friend. You can trust me with everything." I stood there in silence for a moment.

"What do you know about Divergents?"

Ciffy! well kinda. sorry this was kind of a Shitty chapter.