Two important things happened today.. Number 1 I realized this story is well past 100 views! I fully completed the ending today too as I didn't like the previous one... This is in the point of view of Elin, I hope everyone realizes the story will have a faster pace now!
Elin's POV
Adjusting here was harder for me than anything, the dauntless ways, well my ways now are so different, were a little careless but I guess I'll manage. When I joined my first instinct was to stay close with Avery, but everyone else knows he is overconfident. Instead I befriended Steffi and Melly. They're nice girls with strong will, at first they were reluctant to let me join them but eventually they welcomed me.
I sit at the dining room table eating cake while I talk to the abnegation transfer, Nasti. I don't think that was her original name but she chose a new one. I learn a little about her, she feels terrible for switching. "At least your mother was proud of you. I think she knows you can make it through." This seems to have been the right thing to say and I believe she wants to chat more but the terrifying man, Eric leads us to the area where we will be sleeping.
As we walk he laughs and then stops "Oh by the way, at the end of the first stage, the lowest ranking initiates will be cut." Everyone else looks as puzzled as I am "Cut?" I ask. "Yes little girl. Or as you might say be factionless."
My gut twitches and Avery begins to sob. The twins roll their eyes at him. I lie in bed in new dauntless clothes and listen to the other initiates breathe. A strangled sigh breaks free in the room followed by a loud sob and I turn my head in Avery's direction but he lays there motionless. I grit my teeth, its Andromache from Candor, the strongest of all of us, although I should comfort him I stop myself. I put my pillows behind my ears and hope that sleep will come.
The next morning I'm on the roof of the compound holding a gun that Amar has just handed me. Never in my life did I expect to hold a gun, it feels crazy. "What does firing a gun have to do with bravery?" Nasti asks. "Sometimes if you're facing a threat its nice to know how to work the weaponry available to you." he replies sarcastically. "Now everyone, watch me." He stands with his feet apart, holds the gun in both hands and fires. Everyone is initially surprised by the loud bang but I'm first to come to my senses and I stare at the target. The bullet went through the center of the circle. My family would never approve of this, they'd think I'm wasting my time. But I put them at the back of my mind, aim and pull the trigger, it lands beside the hole that Amar made. He stares at me savagely
"Who told you to start?!" Oh crap. I go red as I notice everyone staying at me. "Dead" Luke smiles. God I hate those twins. Even at home they were arrogant. "Think your so great, don't you brain?" Amar shouts but I only register the word brain, is that the word that the dauntless call the erudite? "Who taught you how to shoot?" I roll my eyes at this, does he seriously think someone taught me? "Where do you think I'd have gotten the gun?" I reply with a hint of anger in my voice. He suddenly turns red at this and the abnegation girl, Nasti jumps in front of me "Don't hit her you coward!" she screams. The color in her face returns and he says coldly "Get back in line girl."
I try to figure out the events that just happened, but I can't come up with a clear image. We continue shooting for almost three hours and I don't miss the center of the target. Nasti, who I cannot stop thanking struggles but soon after she gets the hang of it. Its Avery that's useless, he's hit the center of the target twice so far. At lunch I sit with Nasti, the others are a little bit afraid to sit near us, they don't want Amar on their case.
Amar approaches me before we begin training with throwing knives "Back there, it wasn't you, it was something you are but you cannot change, its not a personality trait but its something else that made me freeze." I wait for him to tell me what it is but he stops himself "Its not important" he mutters.