"This is known as the fear landscape room. You'll become more familiar with this room when you get to the second stage of training. But for today, you are going to be put through it for your first time." Amar announces as we stand in the waiting area.
The room looks a little like Erudite, with whitewashed walls except it has orange lighting, coating the room in orange.
"First jumper! You're up." Amar shouts. I feel the glares that arise as I walk over and into the fear landscape room. I'm lucky enough Eric and his fellow friends didn't say something.
Amar closes the door.
Amar is now at the desk, filling a syringe with an orange serum. One would assume this is the Dauntless fear serum. I have seen my mother dealing with it before and read a lot on it back in school.
He pulls the computer up and gets it ready for the simulation to take place. He places two electrodes on both of my temples.
"Since you were a know-it-all, I assume you know what this will do?" He asks, and I nod. Of course, I know how faction simulations work with their serums.
His lips curl and he brushes the wavy blond hair away from the injection site. I feel a sharp, achy scratch as the needle goes in and the serum pours into my body.
A cloud of black comes into view and before I know it, I'm in the simulation.
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My mind awakens from the simulation and I stand up trying to catch my breath. My body is covered with beads of sweat and my heart feels like it's struggling.
"You alright?" Amar asks before pressing save on the simulation data.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I smile at him to reassure him.
"The average number of fears is between ten to fifteen, but you only have six. Impressive." Amar seems baffled yet curious about my fears.
"You won't have seen all six of your fears just yet. As you go through initiation, you'll see them all." I nod and sigh, I don't want to willingly do that over and over again.
I grab my jacket and swing it over my shoulder. Before leaving, Amar looks at me and I stand still.
"I think I'll call you Six. Seems very fitting." He chuckles. I chuckle too and then leave.
Come to think of it, I like the nickname Six. It makes me feel a part of Dauntless now. Jen just ties me to my mother and I can't bear to be thought of like her, as cold and as brutal as she is.
From now on, I shall call myself Six.
I am Six and I am brave.
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Mother's Daughter - Divergent
FanfictionThe daughter of a respected leader for their faction must choose. The question is, does she belong with her mother or somewhere else?
