A/N: I feel like now would be a good time to point out that I have reached 97 followers, and I would just like to say thank you. I remember when I thought getting 10 followers was impossible, and it has literally been like number 1 on my bucket list to get 100 followers on a fanfiction, and I am very excited to be this close. Whoever my 100th follower is, you will get a special shout-out.
To thank you guys for being such great readers, I want to write a one shot of any chapter of Divergent, Insurgent, or Allegiant in any character's POV. Please review with the book, chapter, and character. I will literally do *any* chapter y'alls request, just send me a review or a PM!
Well then, now that I have finished Divergent, it is time to delve into the land of Insurgent! I hope y'alls enjoy!
Chapter of Insurgent (the actual book): 1
Disclaimer: I don't own the Divergent trilogy or any of the characters.
Second Disclaimer: This chapter is kind of short, mostly because the actual book chapter was really short too. Either way, here it is. Ch. 2 of Insurgent should be up soon.
I crouch in front of Tris as she wakes up slowly, opening her eyes and adjusting to the light of the train.
"Tris come on," I say anxiously. "We have to jump."
She nods softly, and I help her off the train. When we hit the ground, I hear her moan softly, and her lip is ensnared in her teeth.
She stumbles over to where Caleb hit the ground.
"Okay?" she asks him. He nods in response.
"There are supposed to be Dauntless guards here," Marcus says angrily. Damn. I guess I didn't dream him being here. "Where are they?"
"They were probably under the simulation," I respond angrily, "and are now…" I pause in confusion. "Who knows where, doing who knows what."
Tris's hand flies to her back pocket as she re-assures herself that she still has the flash drive. She does.
"Let's hope the Erudite didn't think to change the combination," I say jokingly, typing in the code. The gate clicks open.
"How did you do that?" Caleb asks, sounding scared.
Oh, Caleb.
"I worked in the Dauntless control room, monitoring the security system. We only change the codes twice a year," I say matter-of-factly.
"How lucky," he says warily.
"Luck has nothing to do with it. I only worked there because I wanted to make sure I could get out," I say quietly.
I feel Tris shiver at my side and I wrap my arm around her.
Marcus holds Peter steady as Peter cradles his bloody arm. Caleb wipes his cheek every few seconds, probably crying. I see Tris continuously reach out to comfort him, but every time she pulls her hand back.
What a merry group we are.
Up ahead, pinpricks of light shine through the darkness as we make our way towards the Amity headquarters.
As we walk through the orchards, Marcus suddenly takes the lead.
"I know where to go," he says. I don't know how comfortable I feel about him leading us, but no one objects.
He leads us to a building and presses the doors open. No one stops us. The sound of squeaking shoes makes me want to vomit.
Marcus stops us by an open room, and a woman stands by the window. A name comes to my mind immediately.
Johanna Reyes, Representative of Amity.
Her face is hard to forget. The scar that disfigures the left side of it is burned into my mind.
"Oh, thank God," she says when she sees my dad. No, not my dad. Marcus. She walks towards him like she was going to embrace him. I try not to gag. Rather than embracing him, she touches his shoulder, which is one of the fondest Abnegation gestures.
"The other members of your party got here a few hours ago, but they weren't sure if you had made it," she says quietly. I almost wish he hadn't…
Finally she takes her eyes off of Marcus and looks at everyone else.
"Oh my," she whispers, looking at Peter's blood-soaked shirt. "I'll send for a doctor. I can grant you all permission to stay the night, but tomorrow, our community must decide together. And they will likely not be enthusiastic about a Dauntless presence in our compound," she says, eyeing me suspiciously. "I of course have to ask you to turn over your weapons."
I hand my gun over suspiciously, but before Tris gets hers out of her waistband, I grab her hand to stop her. Covering up my actions, I lace my fingers with hers. It feels nice to hold her hand.
"My name is Johanna Reyes," Johanna says softly, extending her hand to Tris, and then to me. That's a more Dauntless gesture.
"This is T—" Marcus begins to introduce me, but I cut him off. He isn't my father anymore, he doesn't get the right to introduce me.
"My name is Four," I say quietly, smirking at Marcus's apparent anger. "This is Tris, Caleb, and Peter."
Johanna shoots me an approving look.
"Welcome to the Amity compound. Let us take care of you."
They do take care of us. They treat Peter's arm and Tris's shoulder. Then they lead us to the cafeteria.
Abnegation members line up to greet my father with smiles on their faces. He smiles and shakes every last person's hand.
Caleb immediately goes to the side of a blonde girl whom I have never seen.
Tris doesn't let go of my arm.
Like I said, end of every fanfiction, this will be here:
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE email the FFN support (support*AT*fanfiction*DOT*com) about adding Welsh as a content language (it would mean A LOT to me, thanks :) ) (tag the 'Subject' line: [category]: New Language: Welsh:Cymraeg)