Chapter 4 Factionless

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We had been following the train tracks. I was still losing blood, and I hadn't really retied the makeshift bandage. Peter and Marcus were nowhere to be seen, and at this point, I wasn't sure what the game plan was. Four and Tris had fought, and like a lot. I jerked the Abnegation glasses off and pulled mine out of the Amity bag and stuck them on. I jumped onto the track and balanced behind Four. So what now? I asked and he shook his head. I don't know. My stomach dropped. He always had a plan. Well, plan A won't work, so we have 25 other letters in the alphabet to work with. I said and he shook his head. We both got off as we felt it on the tracks. The train was coming. I stood there and watched the first car go by, and we started running after it. I got a little excited, this had been the first time since we went to Amity for a safe haven, that I had caught the train. Finally some sense of normality. I watched everyone get on and Four leaned out, his arm stretched out. I grabbed it and he hoisted me up. You ok? He asked and I nodded looking down at my arm. I will be. I said and then looked up. My face went slack as I saw an eye-patched Factionless, with a gun pointed to Four. He turned to see what I was looking at and kept me behind him as the others showed themselves. One thing about Factionless, where there was one, there were always more, and if you didn't see more, you weren't looking hard enough.

I've never seen the Amity armed before. I looked at the Factionless woman and stood straight. My arm was useless right then, but they didn't need to know that. I kept watching them, waiting, trying to analyze so I knew what I could do to win if a fight broke out. They aren't Amity. I looked back at the eye-patched one. I frowned some as I felt like I knew him. They're Dauntless. I stiffened up as Four sorta became annoyed. Hello Edward. The images cut in, like the glitch again, the day he was taken out on the stretcher, screaming, blood everywhere, and a butter knife poking out of his face from between his fingers. I swallowed hard. I really didn't know why it happened, but Four stepped forward and let the cat out of the bag. My name is Tobias Eaton, I don't think you want to push me off this train. I frowned and looked over at Tris as the people backed up, muttering. Four? I muttered but he didn't answer. We know someone who's been looking for you, Tobias Eaton. Four. I flinched as the woman poked my shoulder. Not because it hurt, I wasn't sure why I flinched but when she did it sent a shock wave of the same tingling sensation I just had, down my arm. This ones shot. Don't touch me. I snapped and she squinted. Yeah, we're taking care of that. Four said as he walked over to a crate and grabbed some stuff and turned. Sit. I sat on another crate and he grabbed the lantern. He took the knife that I had managed to get to my hand. I took a deep breath as he started digging the bullet out of my arm/ shoulder area. I couldn't understand why I kept feeling the tingling sensation, or why it made my ribs ache when I did. I locked my jaw, and tried to hold the urge to shift in. Just hang in there. Four muttered, I looked over at my left shoulder as the bullet hit the ground. He dropped my knife and covered it with some cloth holding pressure on it, while he grabbed the Dauntless soldier's sleeve, he wrapped it around and tied it off as tight as he could and sighed some before kissing my forehead. You'll live. He muttered and I nodded.

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We got near a  big Factionless sector. They started jumping off, I jumped off and started following the rest of the group. Four and Tris were walking, but I didn't understand who he knew here that knew him by that name. I jogged forward some. Four. He looked over at me and my frown. What aren't you telling me? He looked down and I frowned more as he didn't answer, he just kept walking. Four wait! I snapped as he pulled ahead. I looked around as we stepped inside. They had made their own community. All these kids, just running around playing. And to think, everyone always tried to tell me, I came from here. I shook my head and jogged to catch up to them as they went to a door and it opened. Where are we going? I muttered as I followed them into the room, it looked like a boiler room. I stopped for a second and looked at the woman who had opened the door. Lynne. Four snapped and I looked over. Coming. I squeaked, as he never, and I mean NEVER used my middle name, not alone anyways. I ran up tripping slightly. Caleb grabbed my arm and steadied me, as the woman who opened the door, lead us to this room, that had a desk, and exposed lightbulbs. I step around to the other side of Four as he stopped so suddenly I almost ran into his back. I look from the wall to the table, where the woman stands. I notice the features first. I felt everything stop. Evelyn. Four says evenly. A cold shiver goes up my spine. This woman in front of me, was the one who had given me up, to grow up in Dauntless.

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