A/N: I still don't own anything except new characters and events/changes to events. Character pics for new characters can be found on my profile and on Polyvore, Polyvore is also where you can view outfits.

*Alessa's p.o.v

I watched as Tris dragged herself onto her bed and crawled towards her pillows. She must be pretty exhausted even though she got a reprieve then fought Myra, who was basically marshmallows and daisies squished together into a person. My brother was cruel to her. My eyes flickered to him, he was l in bed his eyes fluttering. I sighed as Tris did, hers was of relief while mine was pretty much the opposite.

Can I fix him?

As if on cue the doors burst open and two older dauntless stood in the doorway with flashlights, the light reflected off the rings in one of their faces and gave him a willowy look. Eric. Four stood behind him with his usual emotionless expression.

"Everybody up!" Eric roars to wake the sleeping. Surrounding him are other Dauntless, some I've seen in the Pit, some of I've never seen before. I jump off my bunk and stand waiting for further instructions, I glance at Tris to see her staring at Four still laying on her bed.

"Did you go deaf, stiff?" Eric snaps at her, she looks sheepish as she climbs out of bed. How can she sleep fully clothes tonight? The dorm feels hot and uncomfortable and I'm only clad in a shirt. Chris stands near us in just a shirt as well, I'm thankful I'm not the only one. "You have five minutes to get dressed and meet us by the tracks," Eric looks around the room, skirting those who aren't fully clothed. "We're going on another field trip."

I pull my clothes and shoes on, Tris and Chris follow close behind me. I catch sight of Lynn, a little voice snaps at me telling me to straighten myself and run faster up the paths along the walls of the Pit. I stop, confused, and Chris slams into me. "What's wrong?" she questions, her face contorted and sweat beading on her forehead.

"I don't know" I shook the confused feeling off and continued running and pushing past other dauntless, they weren't surprised by us or the thundering of our collective footsteps. I guess they shouldn't be, it must happen often enough.

Chris leans against me once we make it to the tracks, we made it just behind the dauntless born initiates. Boxes were set next to the tracks, inside some were guns and in others were small things in red and black casing.

"Are we going to shoot something?" Chris hisses as Tris walks up to us. The other boxes, the ones with red casings, must be ammunition of some kind. In bold black letters is the word 'SIMULATION DART SHOT' what? I've never heard of them before and they don't sound like fun.

"Everyone grab a gun!" Eric shouts over the chatter of other initiates. Everyone surges forward, our group is closest so we grab one first. The gun is lighter than a normal gun but only slightly, I sling the gun across my chest and grab a box of darts. Tris shoves hers in her pocket while Chris tucks it into her jacket. It looked weird, I did the same as Tris. The gun is red and black as well, not like a typical gun at all. Probably made it easier to distinguish the two.

"Time estimate?" Eric doesn't turn to Four when he speaks. Four checks his watch.

"Any minute now. How long is it going to take you to memorize the train schedule?"

"Why should I, when I have you to remind me of it?" Eric smirks as he shoves Fours shoulder too hard but he doesn't lose balance. Soon a large circle of light appears, the train. It grows and glows brighter as it gets closer. My eyes catch Chris and Tris, Chris is looking over her gun while Tris is staring at Four yet again. Four is the first to get on the train, and Tris runs after him. She doesn't wait for any of her friends to follow her but instead chases after him. I growl and jump into the train car, Lynn helps me stand. A sly smile spreads across her face as she looks me over.

"Hey there, you looked pissed." She laughed.

"I don't even know right now, it's really confusing." I breathed out a small nervous laugh, I doubt it was a normal feeling.

"Well, we got a whole train ride. Sit your ass back down and start talking" something told me she would have done well in Candor.

I sat and so did she, I didn't know where to start or if I should start at all. The one time I had voiced anything like this was to my mother, I was met with a harsh response which only furthered my confusion.

Before I could speak Four did, everyone silenced themselves. "We'll be dividing into two teams to play capture the flag. Each team will have an even mix of members, Dauntless-born initiates, and transfers. One team will get off first and find a place to hide their flag. Then the second team will get off and do the same." The train car sways, Four grabs the door to keep steady but Lynn crashes into me. "This is a dauntless tradition, so I suggest you take it seriously."

"What do we get if we win?" someone shouts.

"Sounds like the kind of question someone not from Dauntless would ask," Four doesn't look to find the voice but raises his brow, as if daring anyone to say another word. "You get to win, of course."

"Four and I will be your team captains," says Eric. He looks at Four. "Let's divide up transfers first, shall we?" How great, I rolled my eyes as Lynn situated herself while mumbling an apology.

"You go first," Four leans against the wall, Eric shrugs.

"Edward." Four nods as if he's thinking. He scans the group of transfer initiates briefly, without calculation.

"I want the Stiff." A faint undercurrent of laughter fills the car. I shake my head, she was good. She was smart. I had no doubt she was going to surprise people one day, hopefully soon. Maybe my brother would leave her alone.

"Got something to prove?" Eric smirks, it's his trademark. Chris' is to but hers is more mocking and kind while his is cruel. "Or are you just picking the weak ones so that if you lose, you'll have someone to blame it on?"

Four shrugs. "Something like that." Now that's fucked. I was the second one he picked, I didn't want to be on his team. I'd rather be on Eric's even if he is cruel.

"Well…" I began once they finished picking through us, it took the whole train ride to explain to her, she didn't look like she was going to throw me from the train or tell me I was being stupid and that the right guy is on his way. It was…weird, I was one of the only candor girls in my class to never have a boyfriend. My ass of a mother would have stopped me by now, put an end to this with ridicule like the time before.

"Do you seriously not know why you feel like that?" Lynn smirked, she leaned closer to me. "It's quite simple, Alessa. You're a lesbian." She said it as if I should know all about it but I didn't, I was still as confused as ever but now I felt slightly better because I got it all off my chest.

"Lesbian?" I repeated, she laughed and shook her head in disbelief.

"You have to be kidding me. You don't know what a lesbian is? For fucks sake no wonder you're so confused. Okay…uh" she looked to be searching for her train of thought, "You're a girl and you get feelings for girls and not guys so as far as I can tell you're a lesbian."

"Lesbian means girls like girls? Like…"

"Like the way a guy would, yeah." This time she rolled her eyes, "That feeling you get when you look at Tris is the feeling she gets when she looks at Four." A pain burned in my chest as I looked from Tris to Four, was that how I looked at her?