Chapter 10

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Aftee training is done for the day, I head back to my apartment and turn on the TV, the news channel on.

It's talking of more Erudite attacks against Abnegation. They shouldn't be doing this. Besides my parents, I had never meet a mean Abnegation in my life. They are mostly all good people who don't deserve this.

I stand up and hit the power button. I should get some rest. Tomorrow the initates have to all fight each other and I have to watch. "Babysitting" and bunch of sixteen-year-olds is a lot more frusterating then you would think. I undertsand how frusterating this must have been to Amar.

Amar was my instuctor when I was sixteen. He's also the one who made up my nickname. Four. He called me Four because I had four fears, apparently the lowest ever. Im soms kind of Dauntless ledgend or something. I dont think I am, though, and I don't think I ever will be.

Amar also helped me realize I was Divergent. Divergents are very powerful and dangerous things to be. Basically, if you are a divergent, you can't be classified into one faction. Your mind dosent work the same way people want it to. You cant be controlled and are usualy always aware during serums and simulations. If you are discovered to be a Divergent, either Dauntless or Erudite leaders will probably kill you. One less Divergent, on less problem in the world. At least that's how they see it. When I am monitoring the fear landscapes I'll be able to tell which one of the new initates are Divergent, based off of hour they handle their fears. I'm suppose to turn them in, but I wont do that. Not unless it's Peter or someone. I honestly hate Peter so far because he is practically Eric Jr, which is not exactly the best thing.

Amar was also Divergent. He helped me hide that I was, but he couldn't hide it as well as he taught me to apparently. He was discovered and ended up being killed. I actually really miss Amar. He is one of the main reasons I successfully passed Dauntless initiation. If it wasn't for him I would probably be dead, I owe my life to him.

When I was sixteen and took my aptitude test, my result was Abnegation, not Divergent. How do I know I'm Divergent then, you ask?

During the fear simulations Amar figured out that I was completely awars during everything. Something I didnt think anything of. If he hadn't told me that was dangerous then I probably would have told everyone about it. That wouldn't have ended well.

I walk into my bedroom and hop into bed. I try to fall asleep but I can't.

I start thinking of Tris for some reason. Seriously,I need to stop thinking about her. Go away Tris.

I start drifting off to sleep; slowly and then all at once.

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