I don't really sleep that night. I pace back and forth in my room, counting down until the plan goes into action. I still didn't know what Peter was going to do. The boys said they'd help. And as soon as it was confirmed they'd help I paged Peter to my dorm. The plan was set and we were ready. Once Peter got her from his room, he'd let Michael know, who would make sure that the garbage disposal stayed off, Owen said he'd be there during what should be the execution, and would let me know when he and Tris were on their way to us, and he and Michael would head to where the disposal comes out and meet us there. I would head towards the disposal, where the three would meet up if everything went well. I jumped some as there was a knock on my door. I opened it and saw the boys. They walked in and I sighed. Where do we go after? Abnegation I guess, here. I said handing them ear pieces. I managed to get a secure line, just for us no one else. They nodded I look up at the time. It's almost time. Can we pull this off? I mean is it gonna even work? I don't know, but we gotta run it, we can't fail. Failure is not an option. I wish we had Tara, these things were always easier when we had the four of us. We don't need her. I snapped and sighed some shaking my head. We need to get into position. They nodded and I sighed grabbing my bag that I had brought with me. Let's do this.
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I sat in a supply closet that was near Four's cell and the disposal. They'd be under heavy fire and might need help. I tap my knee some as I wait. The subtle glow of the blue from the necklace shone through my shirt. I partially wish Eric was here, because he'd help. Or I think he would. I jump as I hear a slight squeal in my ear. It's done, Peter is heading off with Tris towards Four. I nodded standing up. As soon as I knew he had Four, I'd head out of here. I cracked my neck, and I felt my pager buzz, in four little buzzes. I opened the door and look both ways. No one so far. I take off down the hall. I had to meet them, in the hall they'd need help. I come around a corner right as they do, and so does a Erudite Dauntless. I raise my gun and without a second thought fire. The soldier dropped. Four frowned as I cracked my neck again. Is- she's alive, lets go. I nodded as I headed back down. I'm out, and I just found Michael. I nodded some as we make a right and we shoot a couple more. We get to the garbage disposal room, and I go in first, Peter starts in. Careful. I turn as I heard Tris's voice, it was almost nothing but a croak. Tris. Four said crouching next to her. Beatrice. She mutters and I shake my head as he repeats it, before kissing her. Unless you want me to throw up all over you guys, you might want to save it for later. Peter says and I nod in agreement. Where are we? This is the trash incinerator. I turned it off. It'll take us to the alley. Peter said and then looked up. And your aim had better be perfect, Four, it you want to get out of the Erudite sector alive. Don't concern yourself with my aim. I was reloading my gun as I had used quite a few bullets. I have back up waiting in the Alley as well. I said and Tris frowned at me some.
Peter opens the door to the incinerator and looks over. Tris, you first. I shook my head some stepping up. I'll go first, actually. Peter frowned some and I sighed. Ok, look no one has watched Cams this whole time, right?!? He looked down. So incase they figured it out, I will go first, if you hear gunshots don't come down. I said climbing in. I slid and landed in a crouch. I looked around and sorta nodded. Besides it being completely dirty, there was nothing wrong. We're good! I called up, and Tris came down. Ow. She muttered as she landed. She limped away from the opening and Peter drops in. When he moves Four drops, at first landing on his feet but falling forward on his knees. I roll my eyes as Tris gets him up and is practically clinging to him. I am readying my guns and knives. Peter opens the door as I stick an earbud in and we walk out to this dingy hallway that has cement walls and floors. For Erudite, something this dirty was strange. Got that gun? Peter asks to Four and who shakes his head. No. I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils so I left it upstairs. I snorted, sorta laughing at his sarcastic remark. Oh shut up. He said as we went into the hall. When I looked up I saw exposed pipes. I shook my head some holding the gun in front of me as Peter pulled another one. I stuck an earbud in as we walked.
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Dauntless Born
FanfictionI've been in Dauntless my whole life, with everything being fast paced. But don't be fooled. It wasn't my Faction of origin. I was raised into it, but you'll learn about that later not here. I was raised to run, to fight, to wield weapons, to catch...