Alright babes, its been a really long time. I don't even know how long, but I'm so so so sorry. My brother broke my computer and for the longest time I just never bothered to go get a new one. Now I have this one, so hopefully I'll start writing again. Obviously I'm not feeling the last fic anymore so I'm starting on this new one. I'll say this though: I'm really not a huge fan of the Divergent series, but my friend really wanted me to write this one for him. He wanted a version of him with Four (if you have a problem with the people I hang out with, go hold your hand over a fire and see if it still matters that much.) Meanwhile, I'm more of a Jai Courtney fan. I figured 'I might as well have a little fun too. Without further ado, the first chapter of my new fic. Tell me what you think, loves!

I stood patiently, waiting for Marcus to call my name. I paid almost no attention to the other initiates being called to select their factions. I was there for me, not for anyone else. Names mushed together in my brain, I became more acquainted with the fingernails on my left hand and the wall behind my fellow Dauntless members became interesting. I was almost certain I would fall asleep on my feet before Marcus called me onto the stage, and right as I was about to make a witty comment to the Candor girl beside me it was finally my turn.

"Evelia Heyslett?" He said it like a question, almost like he was some lame substitute teacher taking roll. I walked out on stage confidently; I already knew what faction I would be choosing today. I belonged in Dauntless, no matter what the damn aptitude test said.

I took the knife in my hand and let a few drops of blood fall and sizzle onto the coals without a second thought. Amongst the rowdy cheers of my faction, a guy I had seen around the compound a few times stood up to give me his chair. I sat down and leaned back in my seat to wait "patiently" for the ceremony to be over so I could go home.

The moment the ceremony was over, I was on my feet with the rest of my faction, running to catch the train. I was never really fond of running, too much work. I was good at it anyway though. A side effect of being Dauntless born.

I was one of the first in my car and I sat back against the wall behind me. Much to my surprise, the next person who scrambled and pulled himself into the car was an Amity transfer. He apologized softly as he collapsed next to me, catching his breath. After a few seconds of deep breaths, he turned to me awkwardly.

"Hey, my name is Thomas Webster." he informed me, like he had rehearsed it. I played along.

"I'm Eve. Welcome to Dauntless. I hope you can handle yourself. How tall are you, like 4'11?" He nodded sheepishly.

"Yeah, I am actually. I was just wondering, um-" he cleared his throat. "Since you're Dauntless born and everything, d'you think you could maybe help me a little bit? Not, like, cheating, but keep an eye on me? I mean, since you're dauntless you already have experience, right?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah…."

"Then I would be safe with you." he jumped excitedly. "Please, just make sure I don't die before initiation is over?"

"You want me to...babysit you?" I asked sarcastically without thinking. The poor kid's face dropped a little.

"N-no, not necessarily. I just don't want to be an easy target, for like-" he jerked his head toward the other end of the car. I looked and saw an Erudite transfer who already looked like he could kill Thomas without meaning to. He was so small….

"Yeah, no problem." I found myself saying. The look he was giving me was very persuasive. Thomas's face brightened up again.

"Thanks." he said quietly. I nodded and fumbled in my mind for something to talk about. I didn't find prolonged silences awkward at all, but if I was gonna be his bodyguard or whatever I might as well get to know him.

"So, Amity. What made you decide to join the dauntless?" He shrugged.

"Didn't belong there. Obviously. I've never been particularly peaceful and I've always been a "troublemaker" because I don't want to be a farmer for the rest of my life." he rolled his eyes. I nodded in agreement.

"So it won't offend you if I tell you that I find the Amity annoying and slow witted?" Thomas laughed quietly.

"Nah. I'd agree with you."

We talked and joked for the rest of the train ride. Eventually, a woman stood and warned us all to get ready. I stood up on instinct and brushed myself off while Thomas stood hesitantly.

"Ready for what?" he asked apprehensively. "What are we getting ready for?" I turned to look at him sympathetically.

"We're jumping. Onto...that roof." I pointed at the building coming up. "Stay right behind me. If you don't make it all the way, try to grab onto the edge, I'll pull you up." I could see him second guessing every decision he had made that day and I almost laughed. "I'm kidding, babe." I smile. "It's easier than it looks, you'll make it." I assured him, probably not as gently as I could have. He nodded thankfully, but didn't seem exactly reassured.

I turned back toward the open door as the roof approached rapidly.

"On three, jump when I do." I led him back a couple steps to get a running start. A few other people budged out of the way while a few other transfers came closer to jump with me and Thomas. I rolled my eyes; I didn't want to be the person to take every initiate under my wing.

"One…" I cracked my neck and Thomas rolled his shoulders. "Two…three." I jolted forward and jumped the gap easily. This was routine for me, but the transfers behind me seemed to have second guesses in the air. I bent my knees on impact and stumbled forward a few steps before gaining my footing. I turned to see Thomas sanding up triumphantly and brushing himself off. He gave me a proud thumbs up and I turned away. Someone was gathering us to the edge of the roof. I knew the two men on the ledge. Their names were Max and Eric, both were jerks with sticks up their asses, one more than the other.

"My name is Eric, this is Max. The entrance to Dauntless headquarters is below me. And if you don't jump, you don't belong in Dauntless."

"What, is there water at the bottom or something?" Someone asked near the back of the crowd of initiates.

"I guess you'll find out." Max shrugged. Despite his appearance he was one of the most optimistic members of Dauntless.

"Or not." Eric added, cocking his head to the side slightly. Ever the realist.

I always considered myself a realist. I never lied to myself to feel better and when asked a question I said the most logical thing corresponding to the inquiry, whether it was what the person needed to hear or not. I considered my own character in the short silence that followed Eric's comment.

"Well, someone's gotta go first. Who's it gonna be?" he asked impatiently, scanning us like he was picking out the cowards and the dauntless. A few seconds later, when no one had volunteered I shrugged and stepped forward casually. Max nodded cordially at me and Eric stood aside, as if inviting me over the edge. I walked up and stepped off the edge without a second thought.

I landed in the net and bounced a few times before rolling toward the edge. A pair of hands helped me out.

"What's your name, initiate?" I sighed. I knew that voice.

"Four, you've known me for two years." I said impatiently.

"Well, in that time you've been known by at least five different names. So tell me, what is it this time?" He retaliated without skipping a beat. He was right, damn it.

"Alright, fine. My name is Eve. Happy now?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Completely overjoyed." he sighed exasperatedly. "First jumper, Eve!" he called into the room. A fair amount of people cheered and I bowed over exaggeratedly. I few moments later, someone else landed on the net. A small bundle of sun blonde hair and red and yellow clothing. I was pleasantly surprised, Thomas was braver than I thought.

"Second jumper, Thomas!" Four announced. Thomas himself seemed slightly flustered as he approached me.

"Enlighten me, who the hell is that?" he asked quietly.

"Who, Four? He's kind of unfriendly. Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows. He turned pink.

"No reason." he informed me quickly. That's when it clicked.

"Wait, are you..? Really? You're going for Four?" I asked incredulously with a scoff. Of all the guys inside the compound, he went for the first one he made physical contact? So he was one of those guys.

"Wait you don't like...have a problem? With my condition?" I felt anger flash up inside me.

"Hon, you're talking like its a disease. No I don't have a problem with your sexuality, it's not interrupting my life in the slightest. Keep it up." I hit him in the shoulder gently. "Don't ever let me catch you thinking of yourself as an illness again. Got it?" He grinned brightly and nodded as he went in for a hug. I stepped back quickly. "You gotta earn hugging privileges." He backed off immediately.

"I'm gonna earn the damn hugging privileges and there's nothing you can do about it." he informed me smugly. I huffed and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, good luck, china doll." I patted his head. What an interesting friendship this was turning out to be.

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