Tobias pov:
I get out of bed and stretch a little, hoping it'll help with the soreness. The soreness from the beating I took yesterday, my arms are blue from the bruises as usual, my back stinging from when I've been whipped. It's around 5 am I've always liked to rise early, when everything is still quiet, when the yelling hasn't begun yet. I slowly walk to the bathroom and take a quick shower, I get dressed in the uncomfortable gray abnegation clothes that cover up my bruises perfectly, the only good thing about my clothes. I walk down the stairs cautiously, trying not to let the stairs make any noise so I don't wake Olivia. I walk to the kitchen and start making oatmeal for me and Olivia. My dad is away for business, I hear light quiet footsteps come through the door. My sister, Olivia, enters the kitchen. Olivia is a few years younger than me. She's thirteen and I'm sixteen this year. That means I get to choose a faction today at the choosing ceremony. She hugs me tightly and I hug her back, both letting a few tears slip because she knows that after today, this gray house that is like every other abnegation home isn't my house anymore. After today I don't belong in the gray clothes I have had for too many years now, after today this isn't my faction anymore. After today I get a chance to start anew away from the beatings and the yelling. After today I won't see my sister anymore unless she chooses the same faction as me over a few years. I know it's selfish and goes against the things Abnegation stands for another reason i dont want to stay, I hope she will join me in three years, because I already miss her.
Olivia pov:
We stand there hugging each other, I feel tears in my hair and I can no longer hold back mine. My brother is getting the chance to escape and I desperately want to go with him, but I can't. I'm stuck here for three more years, three times twelve months, 1095 days of being beaten and being discouraged, and told I'm worthless, that no one will ever love me, ever could love me. That thought makes me cry even harder, the silence is deafning. Marcus thinks crying is a weakness and it's something that needs to be punished, so I always cry silently, its a habit by now. When we finally pull away his shirt is soaked, and my hair is wet. We both pick up a bowl of oatmeal and eat in silence. We do the dishes and tidy up the house to prevent me from being beaten too badly tonight.
Together we walk to the hub, the place where my brother has full control over his fate, where he gets the chance to escape. To where is the question. We both always admired Dauntless, the brave. I think my brother will fit in there perfectly because he already is brave for taking beatings for me, for surviving this long. I hope I'll see him again after today. I hope we both will survive, but I want him to know that whatever happens, I'll love him. I love my brother no matter what. As we near the entrance of the hub I look up at Tobias and see a worried expression on his face and i say with a few tears silently rolling down my cheek "Don't be worried about me, do what you need to do and know that I will always love you".
Tobias pov:
As we walk to the hub I already know what I need to choose, Olivia is very brave and she thinks I am too. So I made my decision. I'm not going to choose candor, although I want to be honest. I'm not going to choose erudite, although I want to be smart. I'm not choosing for amity, although I want to be kind. I'm not choosing for abnegation, the faction that never was my home although I learned how to be selfless, and I want to be selfless. But above all that I want to be brave, for me, my sister, and my mom, I look up at the sky and murmur so only I can hear, "I love you mom, I'm gonna be brave for you because you always were for me and Olivia. I miss you and will always love you whatever happens, and I'm grateful you are in a far better place than we are. I love you. I look beside me and take a good look at my little sister for the last time in at least a few years. She is much shorter than me, and has the same dark brown hair, eyes, and facial features as my mom had, except for her eyebrows, only she has those eyebrows they are delicate and not too thick but not thin, and the only thing I can think of is, that I don't want to leave her, but I have to to survive myself. I have a worried expression on my face. I see her look up and say with a tear rolling down her cheek "Don't be worried about me, do what you need to do, and know that I will always love you". I gently wipe away the tear, I can feel the tears burning behind my own eyes but I refuse to let them slip, I smile at her. We're standing with only the doors parting us from the room where i can take my fate into my own hands. We stand still at the side of the hallway just before our ways part I kiss the top of her head "Be brave, I love you". She hugs me one more time and says "Go". With those words, I let her go and walk through the doors, to the rest of the sixteen-year-olds and stand with them, while I patiently wait for the ceremony to begin and to make the choice that I knew would change my life forever. The choice that will make me brave. As I'm standing there, I cant help but think 'I hope Olivia dares to make the same choice', just then a drop of blood ends up sizzling on the hot coals in the bowl of Dauntless, my blood, I am one of the brave now.
Hi everyone, this story has way too many versions, but I was inspired by other fanfics so here I am writing my own version, if you're reading this and you think: 'Hey! I have that in my fanfiction' please take it as a compliment that I liked your idea so much that I thought: 'I want this in my fanfiction'. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. I like constructive criticism, but please keep in mind I'm just a 14-year-old girl and English isn't my first language, besides that this is my first fanfiction so please don't be too harsh. Thanks for reading and having fun! :)
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