Divergent- No War (UNEDITED) (WILL NOT BE FINISHED)

Chapter 1- Just a Dream

*WARNING: This chapter contains MAJOR Allegiant spoilers! You have been warned, so please DO NOT continue if you don't want the whole series ruined/ you haven't finished Allegiant. Also everything in the Italic below is directly from Allegiant and belongs to Veronica Roth*

-Chapter 1~ Just a Dream-

Tris' Pov

I twist and lunge toward the device. The gun goes off and pain races through my body. I don't even know where the bullet hit me.

I can still hear Caleb repeating the code for Matthew.

With a quaking hand I type in the numbers on the keypad.

The gun goes off again.

More pain, and black edges on my vision, but I hear Caleb's voice speaking again. The green button.

So much pain.

But how, when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall, and slam my hand onto the keyboard on the way down. A light turns on behind the green button.

I hear a beep and a churning sound.

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm on my neck and under my cheek. Red. Blood is a strange color. Dark.

From the corner of my eye, I see David slumped over in his chair.

And my MOTHER walking out from behind him.

She is dressed in the same clothes she was wearing the last time I saw her, Abnegation grey, stained with her blood, with bare arms to show her tattoo. There are still bullet holes in her shirt; through them I can see her wounded skin, red but no longer bleeding, like she's frozen in time. Her dull, blond hair is tied back in a knot, but a few loose strands frame her face in gold.

I know she can't be alive, but I don't know if I'm seeing her now because I'm delirious from the blood loss or if the death serum had addled my thoughts or if she is here in some other way.

She kneels next to me and touches a cool hand to my cheek.

"Hello, Beatrice." she says and smiles.

"Am I done yet?" I say, and I'm not sure if I actually say if or if I just think it and she hears it.

"Yes," she says, her eyes bright with tears. "My dear child, you've done so well."

"What about the others?" I choke on a sob as the image of Tobias comes into my mind, of how dark and still his eyes were, how strong and warm his hand was, when we first stood face-to-face.

"They'll care for each other," she says. " That's what people do."

I smile and close my eyes.

I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn't some sinister force dragging my toward death.

This time I know it's my mother's hand, drawing my into her arms.

And I glady go in her embrace.

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Can I be forgiven for all I've done to get here?

I want to be.

I can.

I believe it.

(A/N Everything after here is my work. No more flashbacks will be used in the series.)

I wake up. There is sweat beading my forehead and I have tears streaming down my face. My breathing is so heavy that I feel like it will beat out of my chest. I try to calm down, yet I can't.

This was a dream. This was all a dream.

The fighting, the deaths, Will dying, everything. All a dream.

That was definitely the worst dream I've every had in my life. In reality I know that everyone is safe and alive, except for, sadly, Al. I should have forgiven him. If I had then I know he would still be alive. I'm not sure if I'll ever fully be able to forgive myself for not doing that.

My family is safe. My friends are safe. Tobias is safe.

I look at the clock on the wall. It reads 3:00. I can't manage to fall back asleep even though I still have a few hours left until I have to wake up.

How can you possibly go back to sleep after a dream like that?

A few hours ago I became a Dauntless member. I honestly didn't think this day would ever come, considering how bad and unskilled I was when training first started. I wasn't the toughest and I was doing pretty terrible. Now, surprisingly, I find out I was wrong about myself. So wrong that I was even ranked first.

That reminds me, tomorrow I have to explain to Christina why she saw me kissing Tobias yesterday. Hopefully she doesn't get mad that I didn't tell her sooner.

I sit up in my bed and wipe the tears off of my face. I'm still crying, but not as badly as I was when I first woke up.

It's so dark in the dorm room that I end up hitting my head on the wooden frame of Chris' bunk bed as I stand up. Great.

I look up at Chris to make sure the noise of me giving myself a concussion, I'm sure it's not that extreme but it still hurts, didn't wake her up. She is luckily still asleep, her short, dark hair scattered all over her face.

I walk out of the room trying not to wake anyone up. I really wouldn't care if Chris saw me crying, but if Peter or one of his lackeys did, I'd never hear the end of it. I head to the first logical place I can think of. The place that is home to the person I trust most in this world, even though I've only known him for a few weeks.

Tobias' apartment.

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Okay, first chapter completed. I edited a bit from how I originally had it on my @Divergentwallflower4 account. I hope you all enjoyed and I would greatly appreciate your feedback.

Also, I wanted to recommend my friend Nykol Winters' stories. She has two stories so far; a book of poems, Poems in the Dark, and a series of short oneshots, Secrets of a Schoolgirl. Secrets of a Schoolgirl features various different stories about the experience both she, as well as her friends, have experienced through their academic life. You can find here account here -> @super0random0girl

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Be Brave,

Maddie