Thanks for reading, I didn't think it would only be ten chapters, I feel stupid. If you guys want me to do Insurgent either PM or review. I have them written out, it is different from the book at times the ending different. So this is the last chapter, sad, sad times. Thanks for reading and please review… I own nothing and no money has been made.

I have attended Amity's initiation ceremony every year, obviously except this one. It is a not quiet affair, music fills the air, laughter rings, and it is a joyous time. The initiates, who harvest the fields, work with the elders, have the trials set, their emotions varied. We drink, laugh and eat, it's hard to fail in Amity.

The Dauntless don't do that.

Initiation day plunges the Dauntless compound into insanity and chaos, more so than usual. There are people everywhere, and most of them are inebriated by noon. It doesn't surprise me when I run into a drunk member, for some it's when they're happiest, but Tris still looks surprised each time. I fight my way through them to get a plate of food at lunch, Tris and I have to carry it back to the dormitory. On the way we see someone fall off the path on the Pit wall and, judging by his screams and the way he grabs at his leg, he broke something.

"Nice landing," I mutter, feeling sick.

The dormitory, at least, is quiet. I stare at my plate of fruit and cake, well it looked good when I made my choices. "This is going to be a rough day," I moan, just leaving my plate.

"Well, we signed up for this,"

"Actually, we jumped for it," I took a chunk of cake as she ate her plain chicken.

We wait in here, not needing to be out there where Dauntless are drunk and acting like idiots, only an hour passes before Christina walks in "Time to go," she says. She looks ashen.

"Best friends right?" I ask.

"Forever," Christina smiled as Tris continued "Always," her black leather jacket done to her neck.

We walk out together, I knew my fears, I have been going over and over them every night thinking of every way to remove myself from them in the most Dauntless style I could imagine.

We walk to the Pit and up the path that leads to the glass building. I look up at the glass ceiling. I can't see daylight because the soles of shoes cover every inch of glass above us. For a second I think I hear the glass creak, but it is my imagination. I walk up the stairs with Christina and Tris. I can see a series of screens on the wall to my left. I hear a cheer and stop to look at the screens. The screen on the left shows a black-clothed girl in the fear landscape room—Marlene. I watch her move, her eyes wide, but I can't tell what obstacle she's facing. Thank God no one out here will see my fears either—just my reactions to them. But who is in that room, is Eric? I don't want him seeing them at all.

The middle screen shows her heart rate. It picks up for a second and then decreases. When it reaches a normal rate, the screen flashes green and the Dauntless cheer. The screen on the right shows her time.

The room is large and contains another screen, similar to the one outside. A line of people sit in chairs in front of it. Eric is one of them, and so is Max. "Oh no, not Eric, not him," I stumble back.

"He is in your fears?" Christina said with pity, I gave a nod "You will be fine," Tris rubbed my shoulders, but her pale face said she understood more than she let on.

The others are older. Judging by the wires connected to their heads, and their blank eyes, they are observing the simulation.

"Hey girls, I have two legs one for each of you," Uriah winks "Tempting," Tris says "I'm okay, I like to stand,"

"I would but Tris hates being left alone," I smirk.

The lights lift in the fear landscape room, revealing Marlene in a crouch, her face streaked with tears. Max, Eric, and a few others shake off the simulation daze and walk out. A few seconds later I see them on the screen, congratulating her for finishing.

"Transfers, the order in which you go through the final test was taken from your rankings as they now stand," Tobias says. "Ava is ranked first so she will go first, Drew will go last since he ranked last,"

"Oh joy, I am first," I take off my jacket cracking my neck "Be brave Ava," Tobias's kisses my forehead. I walk in leaving my jacket on a chair, smiling at Tris. She will be next. The metal chair waits for me, Eric stands there with a needle in his hands.

I sit "I know you will do well, love," his dark eyes on my pure blue ones "I hope I do Eric, just don't be mad at what you see,"

"Ava, please don't tell me," sadness was what I saw, then he brought up his hand I see the syringe it is filled an orange liquid "Its time,"

I barely feel the needle as it plunges into my neck, barely see Eric's handsome pierced face as he presses the plunger down. I am strong, I am brave, and I am Dauntless.

I wait, not knowing the order my fears will manifest themselves in. I only come armed with a plan. Suddenly I am sitting tied to a chair, hearing the cries of the people I love, Tobias's, Tris, Johanna, Christina, and Eric all shouting to me before the shadow comes, he is dark and menacing with the dagger, even as he drags it over the uneven stone walls.

"I told you to stay away from him," Tobias's calls out, the man smiles I see the whites of his teeth, the dagger in his hands as I stand my feet not bound, I land a good kick. The dagger is on the ground, I let myself fall onto it cutting the ropes freeing myself. Then I turn, facing the man when it turns into Eric, his darker half, I stab him.

All I can see is water, I don't think I know, I start swinging my small body, the point is to face your fear. I swing to the point my hands grasp the rope I hang from, I climb, before untying myself. The water shoots up covering me but I am no longer afraid, its water, it is nature, it is beautiful like the Chasm. I stand in Amity this was the worst but I knew, I knew.

Johanna.

I walked seeing her talking to the faction when they notice me "My child, why have you come?"

"You don't belong here."

"I don't love you, you're not my child, not of my blood,"

I stood straight "I am Dauntless now, they are my family, faction before blood." I knew I had Eric to thank for that. That was the hardest but easiest.

I sat in Candor in black and white "Your birth mother died, she was unfortunately a terrible women. Was exiled from her faction. Your brother was raised by his father. Now your real father, was Abnegation as well, but how selfless was he to screw another man's wife? Your mother and father are scum of the earth," his voice rang out, I couldn't ever see the man.

"I don't care, it doesn't reflect on me, or who've I've grown to be. I was raised in Amity, I have many people who love me, my brother, my friends, and my boyfriend. They don't care who my parents are and frankly neither do I," I stood up but it changed within a blink of an eye. I was in Eric's apartment.

"Hello love," his wicked smile that I so loved flashed, he was only in his pajama pants, and I was in his sweater. His eyes dark and cold but his lips warm against mine "I want to tell my brother," I smiled in between kisses.

"Good, I can get one up on him," stimulation Eric grins at me.

"Eric stop, I am not leverage with Four." His kisses became rough as I pushed him, but he was strong he tossed me on the bed covering my body with his. "How do you think he'll react when I tell him I've had sex with his baby sister?" But like I once told Tris, every man had the same weakness. I rammed my knee up his eyes went wide, I punched him in the face.

The lights come on. I stand alone in the empty room with the concrete walls, my hands shake but I can't stop them so I sit on them. My chest hurts, but I can breathe, my head pounds. I just want to sleep. I can hear the door, I hesitate to look up, but I do seeing Tobias, Max, Eric and a few others I haven't seen before walk into the room in a line, standing in a small crowd in front of me. Tobias smiles at me.

"Congratulations, Ava," "You have successfully completed your final evaluation. And something tells me your time will not be beat," Max smiled.

"Thanks," but my hands are still shaking so bad "Tobias get the next initiate," Eric said, yes he was angry, this was his god damn it Ava voice.

"Come over this way Ava," Eric smiled I walked over he looked down at me "Are you okay Ava?"

"I can't stop shaking Eric" without thought he grabbed my hands holding them "You aren't a game, you are mine. I think I love you," his eyes bore into mine.

Eric looks over, a woman with blue hair hands him a small black case. He opens it and takes out a syringe and a long needle.

I tense up at the sight of it. The orange-brown liquid in the syringe reminds me of what they inject us with before simulations. And I am supposed to be finished with those.

"This will inject you with a tracking device that will be activated only if you are reported missing. Just a precaution."

"Eric," I say, this isn't right, he doesn't look at me. "This is a new development, courtesy of the Erudite. We have been injecting every Dauntless throughout the day, and I assume all other factions will comply as soon as possible." But his eyes bore back into mine, I hold my neck.

"All right," I say, my throat tight.

Eric approaches me with the needle and syringe in hand. He pulls my hair away from my neck and I tilt my head to the side. I look away as Eric wipes my neck with an antiseptic wipe and eases the needle into my skin. The deep ache spreads through my neck, painful but brief. He puts the needle back in its case and sticks an adhesive bandage on the injection site.

"The banquet is in two hours," he says. "Your ranking among the other initiates, Dauntless-born included, will be announced then. Good luck love, but with five fears and your time you won't need it,"

I stay with Christina and Will, Tris has run off with my brother, I have become a third wheel, I think that is the term used. Soon enough I see them walk together as I jump up "Like I said, never invite me,"

"We were kissing," she smiled "Okay now I am glad I wasn't invited," I said, my arm over her shoulder. So Tris and I walk in together and my brother a minute behind us when Christina came up to us "Where were you?" asks Christina. "Everyone else went back to the dormitory."

"I just wandered around," Tris says. "I was too nervous to talk to everyone else about it."

"You have no reason to be nervous," Christina says, shaking her head. "I turned around to talk to Will for one second, and you were already done."

"What job are you going to pick?" I ask her. I could hear her jealously yet again.

"I'm thinking I might want a job like Four's. Training initiates," she says. "Scaring the living daylights out of them. You know, fun stuff. What about you?"

"I guess…I could be an ambassador to the other factions," Tris says. "I think being a transfer would help me."

"I am going for a Dauntless-leader-in-training," I say. Christina laughs. "Because that's what Peter wants? He couldn't shut up about it in the dorm earlier."

"And it's what I want," adds Will. "Hopefully I ranked higher than him…oh, and all the Dauntless- born initiates. Forgot about them." He groans. "Oh God. This is going to be impossible."

"No, it isn't," she says. Christina reaches for his hand and laces her fingers with his, like it's the most natural thing in the world. Will squeezes her hand.

"Oh you two are just so cute," I laugh poking her "Just like you and" I punched her once she gasped holding her arm "Who?" Will asked but she just laughed.

"No one, Will," Tris laughed.

A microphone squeals somewhere, so loud I clap my hands over my ears. I look across the room at Eric, who stands on one of the tables with the microphone in hand, tapping it with his fingertips. After the tapping is done and the crowd of Dauntless is quiet, Eric clears his throat and begins.

"We aren't big on speeches here. Eloquence is for Erudite," he says. The crowd laughs. I wonder if they know that he was an Erudite once; that under all the pretense of Dauntless recklessness and even brutality, he is more like an Erudite than anything else. He didn't look like an Erudite but he acted like one. If they did, I doubt they would laugh at him. He was cruel and brave like a Dauntless but as smart as an Erudite. He could be sweet and kind but he's only shown me that side. He was handsome, the best looking man I've ever seen, with a body any woman would die to get their hands on.

"So I'm going to keep this short. It's a new year, and we have a new pack of initiates. And a slightly smaller pack of new members. We offer them our congratulations."

At the word "congratulations" the room erupts, not into applause, but into the pounding of fists on tabletops. The noise vibrates in my chest, and I grin.

"We believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and thrive. If you also believe in those things, we welcome you."

I know Eric probably does believe in any of those things deep down, even though they have been forced out of him, I find myself smiling, because I believe in them. No matter how badly the leaders have warped the Dauntless ideals, those ideals can still belong to me, and they can still belong to all of us.

More pounding fists, this time accompanied by thunderous cheers.

"Tomorrow, in their first act as members, our top ten initiates will choose their professions, in the order of how they are ranked," Eric says. "The rankings, I know, are what everyone is really waiting for. They are determined by a combination of three scores—the first, from the combat stage of training; the second, from the simulation stage; and the third, from the final examination, the fear landscape. The rankings will appear on the screen behind me."

As soon as the word "me" leaves his mouth, the names appear on the screen, which is almost as large as the wall itself. Next to the number one is my picture, and the name "Ava" I smile and a tingling spreads through me. First. Divergent or not, this faction is where I belong.

I forget about war; I forget about death. Will's arms wrap around me and he gives me a bear hug. I hear cheering and laughing and shouting. Christina points at the screen, her eyes wide and filled with tears. Tris cheers hugging me tight as I hug her back.

1. Ava

2. Tris

3. Uriah

4. Lynn

5. Marlene

Peter stays. I suppress a sigh. But then I read the rest of the names.

6. Peter

7. Will

8. Christina

9. Drew

Will and Christina kiss, behind us Uriah shouts loud I turn seeing Tris and Tobias kissing, I smile clapping.

But then I am air born, I am in Eric's arms "My number one,"

"Your only one, buddy," I kissed him, that is when the room falls silent but he just kisses me back, his hands wrapped around me as firmly as mine are around him.

"TOBIAS NO," was screamed "Get your hands off my sister," Tobias was so angry.

"You mean my girlfriend," Eric smiled at him when Max came "Enough," his eyes looking between them.

"Ava, what job will you be liking?" Max smiled "Dauntless-leader in training," I smiled back making sure I got the job I wanted.

"I will make a note, you have that job young lady. Eric we have a meeting," He walked off.

"I have to go love," he kissed me on the lips "I love you," he kissed me once more before walking off.

I looked at them, I already put things together, and Cara Will's sister was working with Jeanine before. "We need to talk," I say.

My head spins

One: Colored serum contains transmitters.

Two: Transmitters connect the mind to a simulation program.

Three: Erudite developed the serum.

Four: Eric and Max are working with the Erudite.

My own boyfriend who just told me he loved me injected me with this.

I touch Tris neck were Eric injected her, I watch as she puts it together, her hand flies to her neck. We can't get Tobias alone, everything's chaos. I want to get lost in this chaos, I wanted to make the serum disappear from everyone.

I am so exhausted, I fall asleep lying next to Tris. I wake to squeaking mattresses and shuffling feet. It's too dark for me to see clearly, but as my eyes adjust, I see that Christina is tying her shoelaces. My stomach churns and heart thumps wildly when I see her face. Her eyes are open, but blank, and her facial muscles are slack. She moves without looking at what she's doing, her mouth half-open, not awake but seeming awake. And everyone else looks just like her. Like they're being controlled, like they're still asleep.

"Tris, wake up," I shake her after looking around, making sure no dauntless leaders were around.

"What's going on?" she looks at them her face mirrors mine, we get up "If we don't mirror them they will know we are Divergent Tris, they'll kill us on site."

"Hurry," she fumbled with her boots as I dressed in record time.

We try to do as they do, to match their movements but it's hard, we can't expect what they will do next. We march toward the Pit, but when we reach the entrance, the front of the line turns left. Max stands in the hallway, watching us. My heart hammers in my chest and I stare as vacantly as possible ahead of me, focusing on the rhythm of my feet. I tense as I pass him, desperately trying to keep my breathing calm and my face slack. He'll notice. He'll notice I'm not brain-dead like the rest of them and something bad will happen to me, he'll kill me. Tris won't let that happen, she'll try to help and they'll kill her too.

Max's dark eyes pass right over me next they pass over Tris, it feels like a weight has been lifted. He doesn't know, we're doing well so far.

We climb a flight of stairs and travel at the same rhythm down four corridors. Then the hallway opens up to a huge cavern. Inside it is a crowd of Dauntless. There are rows of tables with mounds of black on them. I can't see what the piles are until I am a foot away from them. Guns.

I mentally sigh, I should have expected this.

Of course. Eric said every Dauntless was injected yesterday. So now the entire faction is brain-dead, obedient, and trained to kill. Perfect soldiers. I pick up a gun and a holster and a belt, copying Christina, who is directly in front of me. I try to match her movements, but I can't predict what she's going to do, but I don't do anything wrong.

Once I'm armed I follow Christina and the other initiates toward the exit, Tris is behind be near Will. I can't go to war against Abnegation for many reasons, Tris' family is there, and there wasn't a logical reason to do it either. I didn't want to be a murderer. As the staircase turns, light flows into the cavern until I can finally see Christina's shoulders in front of me again. I focus on not drawing attention to myself, I reach the top of the stairs, passing another Dauntless leader. Now I know who the Dauntless leaders are because they are the only people who are awake.

Well, not the only people. I must be awake because I am Divergent. And if I am awake, that means Tobias is too, unless Tris and I have been wrong about him.

I have to find him, or Tris has to, it has to be one of us.

We wait as the train cars fill up, a blank-faced Dauntless in the next car offers a hand to Christina who waits in front me, and she takes it, her movements robotic. I take the next hand without looking at it, and climb as gracefully as I can into the car.

I stand facing the person who helped me. My eyes twitch up, just for a second, to see his face. It is blank, Gabe.

I stand in line, now I have to wait, Tris doesn't get on this car, and I start to worry. People crowd into the car around me, so we stand in four rows, shoulder-to-shoulder. I don't know how long I've been standing there, but my body aches, so it must have been a long time. The train screeches to a stop, and my heart pounds so hard it's difficult to breathe.

Then we start to jump off, the building and roads are filled with Dauntless soldiers. Abnegation faction members are being pulled from their homes, pulled into the streets, I kept my eyes forwards. I wished I knew where Tris lived, I could help her family, but the roads…nothing here was familiar to me. Dauntless soldiers, all marching at the same rhythm except the officers, who stand every few hundred yards, watching me walk by, or gathering in clusters to discuss something. No one seems to be doing anything.

I walk another mile or so when gunshots start to ring out, Abnegation members fall, the Dauntless are taking orders without hesitation and without question. I turn seeing no soldiers except Eric, Tris, Tobias, and the only female Dauntless leader, her name doesn't come to mind.

I stay in the shadows listening and watching Eric shifts a step to the side and leans close to Tobias's face, grinning.

"Now, this is a happy sight," he says. "The legendary Four. No one's going to remember that I came in second now, are they? No one's going to ask me, 'What was it like to train with the guy who has only four fears?' How does it feel to know I love Ava, and she loves me? I guess we will never know, huh?"

He draws his gun and points it at Tobias's right temple. My heart pounds so hard I feel it in my skull. He can't shoot; he wouldn't. Eric tilts his head. "Think anyone would notice if he accidentally got shot?"

"Go ahead," the woman says, sounding bored. She must be a Dauntless leader if she can give Eric permission, but again he is a Dauntless Leader he doesn't need permission. "He's nothing now."

"Too bad you didn't just take Max up on his offer, Four. Well, too bad for you, anyway," says Eric quietly, as he clicks the bullet into its chamber.

I see Tris's hand move, at the same time as Tobias's, Tris pressed the barrel to Eric's forehead. His eyes widen, and his face goes slack, and for a second he looks like another sleeping Dauntless soldier.

"Get your gun away from his head, Eric," Tris says.

"You won't shoot me," Eric replies.

"Interesting theory," she shoots but he moved to fast, but his gun is now diverted from my brother.

"Nice try," the girl smiles "We can't let a single Divergent slip through our fingers, I can't believe it, the Stiff,"

"Well two Stiffs," Eric said his gun out, I fired; a thin line of dark red blood poured from the Dauntless leaders head, her knees buckled, then her body crumpled to the floor.

"TRIS, TOBIAS, RUN DAMN IT!" I screamed. Eric, his gun held up. He shot once hitting Tris in her shoulder, I fired hearing his scream, blood pouring from his shoulder "Ava, come on," Tobias called but I aimed at Eric, looking at him.

"Do you still love me Eric? I am a Divergent. I am what you have been hunting, what you have to kill. How could you do this to me, try to make me a mindless murderer, to let me have the guilt of their deaths on my soul?" I let the tears fall, seeing the guy I had fallen in love with bleeding, knowing he was supposed to kill me. Maybe even wanted to kill me.

"Run Ava, get far from here. I love you, forever. I had to inject you, they would have noticed if I hadn't," he was on his feet, as I ran, I didn't stop running for what seemed like an hour, until I see dull grey running, I follow.

My back against the wall, my gun down, my knife was out as I rounded the corner my heart dropped I had my knife against Mrs. Priors neck "Oh I am sorry," I pulled it away "Tris," my eyes wide as I wrapped my arms around her "I am sorry Ava, they took Tobias," she cried.

"Girls, there isn't time for this," we turned seeing her mother her face blank "Here they come," she says, looking around the corner. I peek over her shoulder and see a few Dauntless with guns, moving to the same beat, heading toward us. Her mother looks back. Far behind us, another group of Dauntless run down the alley, toward us, moving in time with one another.

"This is what we do, we run." I fired hitting one dead seeing his body fall as Tris fired her mother was ready to give herself up "I am so glad you two have each other, to take care of each other. Promise me girls, you will."

"I promise," Tris said but "This isn't the way Mrs. Prior, but Tris is like my sister I wouldn't have to promise."

"Go to your father and brother. The alley on the right, down to the basement. Knock twice, then three times, then six times." She cups Tris cheeks. "I'm going to distract them. You have to run as fast as you can."

"No." Tris shake her head. "I'm not going anywhere without you." Tears fall, my heart breaks for them. I miss Johanna.

She smiles. "Be brave, Beatrice. I love you. Ava, be brave, take of my baby,"

She gives Tris a kiss to the forehead then I feel her lips on my forehead and then she runs into the middle of the street, I grab Tris under the arms pulling her back tears steak my face. Mrs. Prior holds her gun above her head and fires three times into the air. The Dauntless start running.

We sprint across the street and into the alley. As I run, I look over my shoulder to see if any Dauntless follow but we notice they are too distracted by Tris' mother to take any notice of us.

Go in peace and love Mrs. Prior may God watch over you.

Tris snaps her head back when gunshots ring through the air, I turn my heart feels ready to explode, and my feet dig into the ground in a dead stop. Tris grabs my arm, we see her mother, so brave, loving, and selfless. She stiffens, her back arching. Blood surges from a wound in her abdomen, dyeing her shirt crimson. A patch of blood spreads over her shoulder. She falls, first to her knees, her hands limp at her sides, and then to the pavement, slumped to the side like a rag doll. She is motionless and without breath.

I cry, tears in hot streaks fall from my face, I want to scream and kill them as Tris covers her mouth to hold back her screams, I see her mother, as my visions gets blurry it changes to Johanna.

"We have to move Tris, we have to be brave now," I choke on my own tears, on my own words. She looks at me "If you know them aim for the knee or shoulder, hit them in the head after, don't kill our friends Tris. This is all Erudite's fault,"

Now we have to run with three Dauntless on our heels, they run in unison, their footsteps echoing in the alley. One of them fires, and I dive, scraping my palms on the ground. The bullet hits the brick wall to my right, and pieces of brick spray everywhere. I throw myself around the corner and click a bullet into the chamber of my gun, Tris next to me she gives me a firm nod.

They killed her mother. I point the gun into the alley and fire blindly. It wasn't really them, but it doesn't matter—can't matter, and just like death itself, can't be real right now. Just one set of footsteps now. I hold the gun out with both hands and stand at the end of the alley, pointing at the Dauntless soldier.

Tris finger squeezes the trigger, but not hard enough to fire. The man running toward her is not a man, he is a boy. A shaggy-haired boy with a crease between his eyebrows. Will. Dull-eyed and mindless, but still Will. I fire taking down the burly older man, his body falls leaving one other than Will "Tris, no its Will think of Chris," I yelled.

She shoots, his scream fills the ally but he falls to the ground as I fire hitting the Dauntless women, we move seeing Will writhing on the ground "I am sorry Will," Tris cried before kicking him in the face, I bent down using my black bandana to tie off his wound in his leg, no need to bleed out right here.

"We have to keep moving, Eric said to get as far from here as possible,"

"He let you go?"

"I shot him Tris, he still let me go. But now I have to find my brother before we head to Amity, it will be safe there for a little,"

"Okay come on, first we have to get my brother and father," we travel she has to look for her barring's North and Fairfield. We stand just yards away from the building that contains what's left of Tris's family.

"Stay here Tris," she was covered by the alley as I moved making sure no Dauntless are patrolling the area, my eyes scan sweeping from left to right, nothing. I waved for her to come out she moves to the door she pounds on the door—twice, then three times, then six times, as her brave mother told her to, her mother was Dauntless to the very end, it's the little acts of bravery.

I was in my leather pants with my black crisscross crop cami top, my leather jacket was dropped next to Will so he could understand who helped him. The door opens, and Caleb stands in the doorway.

"Move, we can't be lingering in open doorways," I spat letting Tris move in ahead of me my eyes doing a final sweep of the streets, before shutting the door. I see Caleb hugging his sister "Be careful, she was shot,"

"Beatrice. Oh God, you got shot?"

"Yes," she says as we moved further into the building.

The room is dimly lit, there are faces. None I know, other than Marcus from the Choosing Ceremony "How did you know about this place?" Caleb says. "Did Mom find you?"

Tris gave a nod to her brother.

"My shoulder," Tris says as I move forwards, taking her jacket off. She falls to her knees, I just wrap an arm around her "Hey it will be okay Tris," but she sobs, I just hold her, it's all I can do.

A women rolls a pallet out, another face brings a lamp to provide light, I don't know these people but Tris must because she doesn't recoil from them "Why are you wet?" Caleb asked Tris.

"They tried to drown me," was all she could say "Why are you here?" I ask, last we saw he was all up in Erudite gear.

"I did what Tris said—what our Mom said. I researched the simulation serum and found out that Jeanine was working to develop long-range transmitters for the serum so its signal could stretch farther, which led me to information about Erudite and Dauntless…anyway, I dropped out of initiation when I figured out what was happening. I would have warned you but it was too late," he says. "I'm factionless now."

"No, you aren't," a middle aged man says sternly, I guess this man is their father. "You're with us." But yet he looks at his daughter as if she has two heads.

"Tris I have to leave, shut down the system, and find my brother. I have no clue what they are doing to Tobias," but she tries to move "Wait I am going with you Ava," Marcus stumbled back earning a glare from Tris.

"Fine,"

Caleb cuts a piece of Tris' shirt away from the top shoulder with a pair of medical scissors. Caleb peels the square of fabric away, revealing first the Abnegation tattoo on her right shoulder and second, the three birds on her collarbone. Caleb and Mr. Prior stare at both tattoos with the same look of fascination and shock but say nothing about them.

Tris just has to lay flat and not move as Caleb squeezes her palm I watch as their father gets the antiseptic from the first aid kit.

"Have you ever taken a bullet out of someone before?" I ask, I rather her not be in pain.

"The things I know how to do might surprise you," he replies.

"This will hurt," he says. Obviously it will, he's taking a bullet out of her fucking shoulder.

Tris's point of view…

I don't see the knife go in, but I feel it. Pain spreads through my body and I scream through gritted teeth, crushing Caleb's hand. Over the screaming, I hear my father ask me to relax my back. Tears run from the corners of my eyes and I do as he tells me. The pain starts again, and I feel the knife moving under my skin, and I am still screaming.

"Got it," he says. He drops something on the floor with a ding.

"Who is this young lady, Beatrice?" father asked me "Ava, she is my best friend. She saved me today,"

"You have my thanks," Ava just gives a nod, I can't imagine the betrayal she must feel, Eric so cruel yet to her so loving.

Caleb looks at my father and then at me, and then he laughs. I haven't heard him laugh in so long that the sound makes me cry.

"What's so funny?" I say, sniffling.

"I never thought I would see us together again," he says.

My father cleans the skin around my wound with something cold. "Stitching time," he says.

I nod. He threads the needle like he's done it a thousand times.

"One," he says, "two… three."

I clench my jaw and stay quiet this time. Of all the pain I have suffered today—the pain of getting shot and almost drowning and taking the bullet out again, the pain of finding and losing my mother and Tobias, this is the easiest to bear.

My father finishes stitching my wound, ties off the thread, and covers the stitches with a bandage. Caleb helps me sit up and separates the hems of his two shirts, pulling the long-sleeved one over his head and offering it to me.

My father helps me guide my right arm through the shirt sleeve, and I pull the rest over my head. It is baggy and smells fresh, smells like Caleb.

"So," my father says quietly. "Where is your mother?"

I look down. I don't want to deliver this news. I don't want to have this news to begin with. "She's gone," I say. "She saved me."

Caleb closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

My father looks momentarily stricken and then recovers himself, averting his glistening eyes and nodding.

"That is good," he says, sounding strained. "A good death."

"She did die a good death, it is the little acts of bravery that set us apart, she has made Dauntless proud," Ava chimed in her voice soft "My mother wasn't Dauntless," Caleb said looking at Ava.

"Yes she was until she was 16, then she choose Abnegation Caleb," he looked shocked but Ava didn't care regardless.

Ava's point of view…

Something was off about her brother, the way he moved, the way he spoke, it was unnerving but I let it go…at least for now.

"We are only safe here for so long," It was Marcus "We need to get out of the city. Our best option is to go to the Amity compound in the hope that they'll take us in. Do you know anything about the Dauntless strategy, Beatrice? Will they stop fighting at night?"

"Ava, what do you think?" Tris said as I was looking out the window "Seeing as the Dauntless are sleepwalking as we sit here, this has nothing to do with Dauntless strategy. They won't stop until all of Abnegation is dead, that was the mission that is the end mission. They are being controlled, but the tracking device isn't long ranged Tris, so we can rule out heading to Erudite, we are heading home, Dauntless headquarters. And since the whole serum, mind control doesn't work on Tris and I, we are the ones that have to shut it down, we have to,"

"Mind control? So they don't know that they're killing people right now?" her father asks, I want to hurry my boyfriend is out there, my brother is out there.

"No."

"That's…awful." Marcus shakes his head. His sympathetic tone sounds manufactured to me, too fake and rehearsed.

"Waking up and realizing what you've done…"

The room goes quiet, probably as all the Abnegation imagine themselves in the place of the Dauntless soldiers.

"We have to go, Dauntless won't stand for this they will revolt, Erudite will lose its army. Yeah, Jeanine will try again another day, but it won't be today. I lost someone very important, who tried to kill me, told me he hated me because I am Divergent. I am not in the mood to sit around, while you make choices," I knew just what to say, it was a lie. I needed to protect Eric.

"Anyone who can fire a gun can come with us to Dauntless, anyone else head to Amity tell Johanna Ava Eaton sent you, also I will be coming, she will give you what you need," with that we took Marcus, Mr. Prior, and Caleb as the rest left for Amity; a safe haven.

We turn towards the tracks "Tris, time," I smile, looking at her "three twelve," she checks her watch, a small smile tugs at her mouth.

"Should be here any second," Tris says in a tense voice "Jump with the other arm," I shrug.

"Will it stop?" Caleb asked.

"No, you better run and jump," I grinned, he was off putting.

"It goes slowly through the city. We'll run next to the car for a few feet and then climb inside. Ava be nice he is my brother," her smile was back.

"Tris can you not be so nice to my brother?" I winked making kissy faces as her brother looked between us.

Jumping on trains seems easy to me now, natural. It won't be as easy for the rest of them, but we can't stop now. I look over my left shoulder and see the headlights burning gold against the gray buildings and roads. A smile spreads across my face as the lights grow larger and larger, and then the front of the train glides past me, and I start jogging. When I see an open car, I pick up my pace to keep stride with it and grab the handle on the left, swinging myself inside.

"Come on Mr. Prior," I hold my hand out feeling his in mine as I pull with all my weight, we both went back, but he was in. I stand leaning on the frame looking out with Tris "This wasn't smart Tris, bringing them. I'm sorry, they could get hurt," I looked over my shoulder, she did as well.

"I hope not," but now her voice was tense as is she hadn't thought that far ahead.

"Eric never said he hated you, why say that?"

"I don't trust Caleb, Tris. I won't be rude to him but I don't trust him," she looked hurt but she was not mad or angry. "Thank you,"

"If he thinks Eric, hates me, tried to kill me, it makes Eric safe," I whispered, she gave a nod.

If I were Jeanine, I would send the majority of Dauntless soldiers to the Dauntless entrance above the Pit, outside the glass building. It would be smarter to go in the back entrance, the one that requires jumping off a building.

"I assume you now regret choosing Dauntless," Marcus says his eyes on Tris, they flicker to me, it frustrates me.

She just shakes her head no "Not even after your faction's leaders decided to join in a plot to overthrow the government?"

Marcus spits. "Watch it Marcus, I am not Amity anymore. I will toss you seven stories down if you proceed to talk to Tris in such a manor. She has grown as a person, into more of a selfless person than she ever was in Abnegation." I shoved him, he stumbled back as Tris set her hand on my shoulder.

"There were some things I need to learn," she says "How to be brave?" her father says quietly.

"How to be selfless," Tris says. "Often they're the same thing." I agree with her, I think her father does from the small smile he tries to hide.

"I am sorry Father this is Ava she has been my friend since my first day in Dauntless, she is from Amity. Ava this is my father," I give a firm nod "Mr. Prior, we met before, the day of the Choosing Ceremony; you held the door open. I spoke to you giving thanks," his eyes looked me over seeing the Amity in the Dauntless.

"You have changed as well," he smiled.

The glass building above the Pit reflects sunlight into my eyes. I stand, holding the handle next to the door for balance. "Almost there. Tris get them ready," I call back.

"When I tell you to jump," I say, "you jump, as far as you can." I yell over the rushing wind seeing no Dauntless waiting.

"Jump?" Caleb asks.

"We're seven stories up, Tris." He looks to his sister.

"Onto a roof," She added. Seeing the stunned look on his face, I say, "That's why they call it a test of bravery Caleb,"

"Okay have the elders go first Tris," I point we make it so they have to jump the shortest distance the train tracks curve, and when they line up with the edge of the roof, I shout, "Jump!"

Mr. Prior bends his knees and jumps, I don't want to watch afraid to see if he doesn't make it, but I don't hear Tris scream, I look and see her father is sitting in gravel. "Ready," her and Caleb run jumping I am right behind them, my legs pumping, for moments it is pure lightlessness, seeing the ground below me, as if I am zip lining, but then I look my feet hitting the gravel sending it in every direction it was a jolt to my system, it hurt my spine.

"Well done Mr. Prior, come on the next part is fun," I smiled but he was shaking.

I hear their shuffling footsteps behind me and step onto the ledge. Wind rushes up the side of the building my hair blowing, I look to my right but Eric isn't there. Tris comes up next to me "Hey it will be okay Ava,"

I stare down at the hole in the ground, seven stories below me, and then close my eyes as the air blows over my face. "There is a net at the bottom," she alerted them.

"Hey you ruined it, we could have at least teased your brother," I laughed and jumped first making no noise the net taking my weight, I wasted no time, I moved rolling off the black net landing on my feet as Tris landed, she rolled, Marcus, then her father, her sissy brother was last, we helped him to the floor.

"Welcome to Dauntless," I smirked.

"So this is the Dauntless compound," says Marcus his eyes are cold and calculating.

"Yes," Tris says "And?"

"And I never thought I would get to see it," he replies, his hand skimming a wall. "No need to be so defensive, Beatrice."

"Her name is Tris, Marcus,"

"You remind me of my wife Evelyn, you even look like her and our son Tobias," he smiled "Well my brother is Tobias," I gave him a look as Tris whispered in my ear "He used to abused Four, Ava." My eye twitched, but I gave her a nod.

"That's means my child didn't die-"

"Enough of your babble," I said standing at the stone wall looking around the corner for any guards "Marcus give young Ava time," Mr. Prior said his hand on Marcus shoulder, I need about 300 hundred years.

We walk down the hall way that leads to the pit Tris and I clung against the walls which is striped with light every ten feet. When we walk into the first patch of light, I hear a gunshot and drop to the ground. Someone must have seen us.

I crawl into the next dark patch. The spark from the gun flashed across the room by the door that leads to the Pit. "Tris have them stay down,"

"Move, stay close to the floor," Tris said as we moved the lights protrude from the wall, so directly beneath each one is a nice patch of shadow. I am small enough to hide in it, if I turn to the side. One of us can creep along the edge of the room and surprise whatever guard is shooting at us before he gets the chance to fire a bullet into us, I should have known we would have to run into unfriendly fire.

One of the things I thank Dauntless for is the preparedness that eliminates my fear, I am not scared; I am without fear.

"Whoever's there," a voice shouts, "surrender your weapons and put your hands up!"

"Oh it's that sissy Peter, I would know that weak ass voice anywhere," I taunt "Come over here Peter, try and take it from me,"

I nod to Tris, he only knows I am here not her "Eric isn't here to save you Ava," another gunshot fires into silence "Well Eric and I are done, well I had to shot him when he tried to kill me. But I guess that happens when he rather kill Divergent's," I mused out loud.

I hear a groan "I got him Ava," I walk over, he is on his knees "Good job Tris, I told you men and their weakness," Tris takes his gun, can't have him armed that would be stupid.

"So Peter how are you awake?" I smile playing with my dagger a little thing I guess, rubbed off on me from Eric, a small pain flared thinking about him. He lifts his head as I nod at Tris, she clicks a bullet into the chamber, and she raised her brow at him daring him.

"The Dauntless leaders…they evaluated my records and removed me from the simulation," he says.

"Makes sense Tris, its Peter."

"Because they figured out that you already have murderous tendencies and wouldn't mind killing a few hundred people while conscious,"

"I'm not…murderous!"

"I never knew a Candor who was such a liar, come one Peter just come out with it you are." Tris said tapping his forehead with the gun.

"Where are the computers that control the simulation, Peter?" I said hardly looking at him as if I am bored.

"You won't shoot me."

"Who cares, I will," I snapped his eyes bore into mine "Do it Tris, give him a nice warning shot," she does, firing into his shoulder.

His screams fill the hallway. Blood spurts from the wound, and he screams again, pressing his forehead to the ground. If he just would have answered this wouldn't have been warranted but he has to be difficult, I walked around him, looking at him on the floor, I moved touching Tris' shoulder.

"Now that you realize your mistake. She will shoot you," I say, "I will give you another chance to tell us what we need to know before I take my gun and shoot you in your head, ending your miserable life and doing myself a favor,"

Another thing I can count on: Peter is not selfless. He'll do anything to save himself.

He turns his head and focuses a bright eye on me. His teeth close over his lower lip, and his breath shakes on the way out. And on the way in. And on the way out again. I guess he'd be cute if he wasn't such an ass.

"They're listening," he spits. "If you don't kill me, they will. The only way I'll tell you is if you get me out of here."

"What?" Tris looks at Peter then me.

"Take me… ahh…with you guys," he says, wincing.

"You want us to take you with us, Tris I leave this up to you. Eric made sure I had protection from his craziness, but he tried to kill you," she looked at me leaving this choice up to her, Peter, his gaze now on her, I held my gun now.

"Fine," Tris says, almost choking on the word. "Fine."

I hear footsteps behind me. Holding the gun steady, I look over my shoulder. Her father, brother and Marcus come up behind us "Hey, next time be careful, or I will shoot,"

I watch as Mr. Prior takes off his long-sleeved shirt. He wears a gray T-shirt beneath it. He crouches next to Peter and loops the fabric around his arm, tying it tightly. As he presses the fabric to the blood running down Peter's arm, he looks up at me and says, "Was it really necessary to shoot him?"

"Yes, since he was aiming to kill myself and your daughter. You're in Dauntless now Mr. Prior, I am sorry you don't value our ways but don't come here and mock them, he is a traitor, if he had his way Tris would have already been dead when he tried and failed to kill her weeks ago. Right now, we needed information, and a bullet to the shoulder was what it took," I said looking him in the eye he wasn't talking to me but I answered him anyways.

"Let's go," I say. "Get up, Peter." Tris adds.

"You want him to walk, Tris?" Caleb demands. "Are you insane?" Now he looks at me.

"Did she shoot him in the leg?" I say. "No. He walks. Where do we go, Peter?"

Caleb helps Peter to his feet. Ridiculous, help the boy who tried to kill your sister. Lucky he's alive right now.

"The glass building," he says, wincing. "Eighth floor."

He leads the way through the door. "Bleeding hearts, I am sorry Tris that was very rude," but she waved it off.

So we walk into Pit the roar of the river and the blue glow of the Pit, which is emptier now than I have ever seen it before. I scan the walls, searching for signs of life, but I see no movement and no figures standing in darkness. I keep my gun in hand and start toward the path that leads to the glass ceiling.

The emptiness makes me shiver. "I hate seeing it so lifeless," I say to Tris "It feels wrong," she adds, "Like a nightmare or a simulation" this time she shivers, as if she was remembering one.

"What makes you think you have the right to shoot someone?" her father says as he follows us up the path. We pass the tattoo place. Where is Tori now? And Christina? I hope Will is still okay.

"Now isn't the time for debates about ethics," I say.

"Now is the perfect time," he says, "because you will soon get the opportunity to shoot someone again, and if you don't realize—"

"Realize what?" Tris says without turning around. "That every second I waste means another Abnegation dead and another Dauntless made into a murderer? I've realized that. Now it's your turn."

"There is a right way to do things."

"What makes you so sure that you know what it is?" Every person should be free to make their own choices, how selfish of you to judge her, not very Abnegation of you Mr. Prior. Our friends, our family, are the ones being controlled to kill, to become what we are meant to protect every faction against," I said standing next to Tris with my gun on Peter.

"Please stop fighting," Caleb interrupts, his voice chiding. "We have more important things to do right now."

Before I ascend the metal stairs that will carry me above the glass ceiling, I wait in darkness and watch the light cast on the Pit walls by the sun. I watch until a shadow shifts over the sunlit wall and count until the next shadow appears. The guards make their rounds every minute and a half, stand for twenty seconds, and then move on.

"Let's move Tris," I looked back at the guards hearing her talk to her father "There are men with guns up there. When they see me, they will kill me, if they can," she is nothing above a faint whisper "Should I let them?"

He stares at her for a few seconds.

"Go," he says, "and God help you."

"Move now," I whispered, we didn't have time for this. We climbed the stairs carefully, stopping just before my head emerges. We have to wait, watching the shadows move, and when one of them stops, I step up, point my gun, and shoot; he falls.

I launch myself through the hole in the ceiling as Tris picks up the fallen gun taking out another Guard before he can shoot at us, gunfire goes off. Lucky the ceiling was built proof, I smile. Tris holds her gun up we have taken all but one the guard stands across from me. I stand point blank range the gun at him, my arms tense. I stare into the black pinprick that is his gun barrel.

Then something surprising happens. He jerks his chin to the side. Telling us to go.

He must be Divergent. We aren't as alone as we thought.

"All clear!" Tris understood, calling it out.

The guard ducks into the fear landscape room, and he's gone.

They come I don't like that she gives Caleb a gun, her eyes move to mine, but I just look away checking everything out. "Tris have two stay with Peter, he will just slow us down," I walked away, she sighed.

"Ava,"

"I think you and Marcus should stay here with him," Tris says in a firm tone jerking her head toward Peter. "He'll just slow us down. Make sure no one comes after us." I listen and make sure no guards are already coming.

This was most likely a suicide mission, we could only hope to shut down the program and wipe it, before Tris or I were killed in the process. It was best they stayed. It wasn't a difficult decision for me to do this, I knew it was easy for her too.

"I can't stay here while you go up there and risk your life," says Caleb.

"I need you to," Tris smiles hugging her brother.

Peter sinks to his knees. His face glistens with sweat.

I am tired, I haven't eaten, slept, nothing my body is stuck on red alert, I just want to save my brother, my friends, I haven't stopped moving since I turned away from Eric. Even now I am moving forwards and push myself toward the elevators on the right side of the room. Tris is next to me, another gun in hand.

Level eight.

"Together," Tris said looking at me "No better way," I took her hand, I squeezed just as hard as her. I knew her body was under the same pressure except she also had a gun wound.

"Thank you for protecting Caleb," her father says. "Beatrice, I—" we forgot her father came with us, we turn looking at him. The elevator reaches the eighth floor and the doors open. Two guards stand ready with guns in hand, their faces blank. My eyes widen, and I drop to my belly on the ground as the shots go off.

We watch their bodies fall but more Dauntless come "This has to stop, we have to hurry Tris,"

Guards run down the hallway on the left. Judging by the synchronicity of their footsteps, they are controlled by the simulation. We could run down the right hallway, but if the guards came from the left hallway, that's where the computers are. We have to drop to the ground between the guards but Tris' father jumps out of the elevator and sprints down the right hallway, drawing the Dauntless guards after him. I clap my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming at him, Tris does the same as tears form in her sad eyes. We know that hallway will end. His life will end. Another death is on our shoulders.

"Damn it," I spat.

Mr. Prior fires over his shoulder at the guards pursuing him, but he is not fast enough. One of them fires at his stomach, and he groans so loud I can almost feel it in my chest, it like seeing Mrs. Prior all over again. I hold Tris down, she struggles and I can feel her willing herself to remain as calm as possible.

He clutches his gut, his shoulders hitting the wall, and fires again. And again. The guards are under the simulation; they keep moving even when the bullets hit them, keep moving until their hearts stop, but they don't reach Tris father. Blood spills over his hand and the color drains from his face. Another shot and the last guard is down.

"Dad," I can hear her soft cries.

He slumps to the ground his mouth opens like he's about to say something, but then his chin drops to his chest and his body relaxes. "Go with Peace and Love Mr. Prior, be with Natalie," I was up dragging Tris with me. We run down the hall, turning right at the very end, there is only one door ahead, we slide it open.

The wall to the opposite side of us is made of large screens each a foot tall and a foot wide. There are dozens of them, each one showing a different part of the city. The fence. The Hub. The streets in the Abnegation sector, now crawling with Dauntless soldiers. The ground level of the building below us, where Caleb, Marcus, and Peter wait for us to return. Nothing of Amity can be seen, but Tris eyes scan everything, a lot of this was her life and now it's all being destroyed.

One of the screens has a line of code on it instead of an image. It breezes past faster than I can read. It is the simulation, the code already compiled, a complicated list of commands that anticipate and address a thousand different outcomes.

In front of the screen is a chair and a desk. Sitting in the chair is a Dauntless soldier.

My brother, Tobias.

"Tobias," Tris says, I sigh she shouldn't have spoken yet.

His head turns, and his dark eyes shift to me than to Tris. His eyebrows draw in. He stands. He looks confused. He raises his gun.

"Drop your weapons," he says.

"Tobias," I say, "you're in a simulation."

"Drop your weapon," he repeats. "Or I'll fire."

I set my gun down at my feet after Tris, she gave me the look. I had my dagger behind my back.

"Drop your weapon!" shouts Tobias.

"I did," we said at the same time.

"Tris, he is going to kill us. But you can get him to wake up I know it, I will work on the computers. But first let me get that gun from him it will buy you time,"

I run at him, grabbing his wrist. I feel his muscles shift as he pinches the trigger and duck my head just in time. The bullet hits the wall behind me. Gasping, I kick him in the ribs and twist his wrist to the side as hard as I can. He drops the gun. I punch him, as I flip over his back landing a hit to his kidneys, he spins kicking my side, but I block his next hit my fist making a sharp sound against his eye.

"Tris you're up," he was picking himself up from the floor as she moves towards the gun, I watch as he punches her in the jaw. But I have my own job now.

Stupid Erudite's, my brother made a wide arch as his body falls, then another as I run to the computer screen and get to work tapping it a few times with my fingers moving over the screen of moving letters. But Tobias is also controlling it, he has to wake up for it to fully shut down, I am typing in letters that make no sense to anyone.

I look up time is too short Caleb has a gun pointed to his head, Marcus is on his knees when I enter the last of the letters, feeling someone next to me I spin knocking them off their feet "Ava," but I just go back my fingers moving along the letters when a series of beeps rings out.

I press the screen once more, their arms drop to their sides.

And then the Dauntless move. Their heads turn from side to side, and they drop their guns, and their mouths move like they're shouting, and they shove each other, and some of them sink to their knees, holding their heads and rocking back and forth, back and forth.

Tobias crouches next to the computer and pulls the side of the case off.

"I have to get the data," he says, "or they'll just start the simulation again."

I watch the frenzy on the screen. It is the same frenzy that must be happening on the streets. I scan the screens, one by one, looking for one that shows the Abnegation sector of the city. There is only one —it's at the far end of the room, on the bottom. The Dauntless on that screen are firing at one another, shoving one another, screaming—chaos. Black-clothed men and women drop to the ground. People sprint in every direction.

"Got it," says Tobias, holding up the computer's hard drive. It is a piece of metal about the size of his palm.

"Here Ava,"

"Give it to Tris," I said I couldn't look at him his eye was black and blue, but I felt his arms around me. "We have to go," he said looking at another screen.

We walk out, but I pull Tris to me "Don't look, he died a brave man, a selfless man," I whispered when Tobias saw the grey clad man on the floor covered in blood, his eyes turned down. There is a shouting crowd of Dauntless soldiers dressed in black.

Tris is searching for Caleb's face, but it is nowhere, nowhere until we leave the glass building and step out into sunlight.

Caleb runs up to us when we finally walk through the doors, we watch her fall against him as Tobias and I had just done. He holds her tightly.

"Dad?" he says.

She shakes her blonde hair, it falls from the bun.

"Well," he says, almost choking on the word, "he would have wanted it that way."

Tobias holds me, as Caleb hugs Tris when I feel his body go rigid, tense Tris looks at us over her brother's shoulders. Marcus wraps his arms around us both "My children,"

Tobias doesn't move as I elbow him in the face Marcus falls back as Tris runs up "Hey," "Hey, get away from them,"

"Stay away," I hiss at Tobias' father, he wasn't mine.

"Beatrice, what are you doing?" asks Caleb.

"Tris," Tobias says.

Marcus gives us a scandalized look that seems false to me—his eyes are too wide and his mouth is too open.

"Not all those Erudite articles were full of lies," Tris and I say, narrowing my eyes at Marcus.

"What are you talking about?" Marcus says quietly. "I don't know what you've been told, Beatrice, but—"

"The only reason I haven't shot you yet is because he's the one who should get to do it," she says. "Stay away from him or I'll decide I no longer care."

"That is the reason we are best friends, and I am totally cool with you dating my brother," I laugh Tobias's hands slip around my arms and squeeze, he does the same to Tris.

"We have to go," Tobias says unsteadily. "The train should be here any second."

We walk over unyielding ground toward the train tracks. Tobias's jaw is clenched and he stares straight ahead. My heart is left with Eric.

"Sorry," Tris muttered to Tobias.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," he replies, taking her hand.

"If we take the train in the opposite direction, out of the city instead of in, we can get to Amity headquarters," I say. "That's where the others went."

"What about Candor?" Tris brother asks. "What do you think they'll do?"

I don't know how Candor will respond to the attack. They wouldn't side with the Erudite—they would never do something that underhanded. But they may not fight the Erudite either."

We stand next to the tracks for a few minutes before the train comes. Eventually Tobias picks Tris up, because that girl is dead on her feet. I stand seeing Dauntless still trying to find reason to what has happened, I know soon they will be scattered to traitors, and the rest finding solace in Candor.

I watch Peter and Marcus, I didn't think we are very safe with either of them, Peter will turn on us, it is a waiting game until he does. His eyes shift to mine, gunfire.

I turn Max and Eric with a few others they had a blue marking like a patch on the left sleeve of their jacket, I pulled Peter as I bullet nearly took him out, sadly I should have let it. The train cars passed as we ran Peter was having trouble, it was harder being shot at, and I helped him against my better judgment before swinging myself on.

But they didn't make the train as Caleb was face down on his belly breathing hard, I looked out seeing Max his hands on his knees looking down as Eric his eyes trained on me as Tris came up to me.

He smiled that wicked smile, blowing me a kiss, I smiled mouthing "I love you,"

"Always," was his answer before nothing.

I left Tris and Tobias in each other's arms, talking in low whispers, tears stinging my eyes. "That's your brother?" Caleb asks me "Yes that's my brother, just as you're Tris' brother," I smile.

"Just so you know Caleb, I am not that bad. I just became very protective of her over our time together. Dauntless preys on the weak, we came together and we are like sisters. I was ranked number one and her number two," he gave a low whistle.

"Hey enough, I am right here," I make a face covering my eyes "I had to see you kiss Eric," his words are now like venom as Tris slapped him. "Tobias,"

"I saw you shoot him,"

"I had no choice, he has been hunting Divergent's, and he wants us dead." I stood walking away from everyone "Who's Eric?"

"A cruel Dauntless leader who fell in love with Ava, but she is Divergent like me, he wants us dead, he hunts us. She was forced to shoot him, but she couldn't kill him," tears fell from my eyes even as I felt Tobias' arms around me.

"He let you go Ava," he whispered "Something about Caleb, I don't trust him with anything. Only what he has to know. Eric told me to run after I shot him, to get away,"

"I don't know why, but he will come after us,"

"I know,"

He would, the Dauntless traitors would be coming too, and we would be ready for them.

Okay the first book is done. Should I write a second give me a review with a yes or no!