Peter tenses up as you burst into the hall, then relaxes when he sees who it is.
He nods to you. "Good, you're here, you saw my message."
He hefts her over his shoulder, heaving a sigh. "Let's get this over with. Come on!"
You, Drew, and Al run together, jogging noiselessly towards the crash of water that signifies...
The chasm. The blood in your body runs cold, but it's too late to back out now, and you're in this to win it, right? You have to stay in the rankings.
"Wonder what it sounds like when a Stiff begs for mercy," Peter says, chuckling. "Lift her up! Come on."
You all grab Tris, heaving her over the chasm, over the rocks, over the railing-
Drew's doing something, but you can't hear over the blood rushing in your ears-
Tris rips away, biting and clawing and screaming, until Peter kicks her, wrapping his hand around her throat and lifting her up, over the chasm-
Her armpits slam into the railing, and then there's a shout, and Four is here, whipping around us and driving his elbow into-
BAM. A sharp, jagged pain pierces through your head. Then you feel nothing.
***
You wake up in the infirmary, head throbbing. Peter looks up at you, then looks away. Then:
"I'm sorry you had to see that," he mumbles, head drifting into his hands. "Thank you- thank you for coming with us. I'll find a way to keep you and the others safe, I'll find a way to keep us all out of factionless. I always do."
He bites his lip, face on the verge of collapse. "You'll be safe with me, Y/N. I just... give me some time."
With that, he abruptly gets up, limping out of the makeshift hospital.
2+ Peter
-2 Tris
-2 Four
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