"AHHHHH," you scream as a valiant war cry, picking up a conveniently-placed stick in the walkway and running into the hall like a demon. You don't know what you can do. You don't care, making the most noise of your life.
"Y/N!" Peter snaps, trying to fend you off with one arm. "Go back to the dorm!"
"No!" You cry, grabbing the stick and cracking it over his head. "Let go of Tris! Tris! Can you hear me? YOU'RE GOING TO BE OKAY."
Drew sneaks up behind you, but you jab him in the ribs with Your Stick, sending him toppling. Peter rises up again, but crack across the face sends blood spewing out his nose. He collapses wordlessly, leaving Al.
"Fight me, wimp," you say gleefully, the body of the two boys behind you, but Al raises his hand and starts to run away. You let him, your bloodlust momentarily sated with Drew and Peter's bodies at your feet.
Tris is curled up into a ball. You take the mask off her face, helping her up.
She swipes at her nose. "I had it sorted."
You start to scoff, then remember that she doesn't like that. "Sure," you say, pointing to Peter. "Getting kidnapped is a great way to convince your enemies you have the upper hand."
You smile, gesturing back to the dormitories. "Come on, let's get you to whatever hospital they have around here."
Tris nods unsteadily, following you.
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