Life as a Dauntless

Epilogue~ Tris POV

Sixteen years later...

"Ellie! It's almost time to catch the train! We've got to get going. We are meeting your father there. Let's move," I yelled at Ellie, who couldn't seem to figure out what hair style would work best for her long dark hair.

She came out after awhile, wearing her usual black leggings, a purple and black tank top, and combat boots. She smiled. "How do I look?"

"You look perfect, sweetie. Are you ready for the big day?"

"I don't know, mom. It's a lot," she said.

"I know. Your father and I just want you to know that we will support you even if you pick Candor. You aren't going to pick Candor, though. Right?" I asked.

"No, mom. I'm don't want to Candor. Now let's go."

Ellie led the way out of the apartment and out of the compound to the train tracks, where the train was just about to come by. We both ran and jumped onto the train.

Next thing we knew, we were at the Choosing Ceremony. We walked into the building and saw all of the faction leaders sitting up front. Tobias, who had chosen a leadership job a couple years back, sat with them. We are both training transfers this year.

Ellie and I found two seats by him and sat. He leaned over and gave me a quick peck on the lips. "Hello, beautiful," he said with an adorable grin on his face.

To the left of me, Ellie fake gagged.

"What?" Tobias asked with a grin. "You don't like that."

"Yuck," she muttered and went back to her thoughts. Soon enough, they started calling names.

Tobias grasped my hand when the Amity leader called out 'Eaton, Elizabeth'. I looked at him and mouthed 'it will be fine'. We both have Ellie a hug and she walked up towards the bowls. I watched intensely as she picked up the knife. She looked over all of them, but her eyes wandered around the Erudite bowl. Tobias's eyes flushed with panic, but I held his hand tightly and he calmed down.

Ellie stared at the bowl for what seemed like forever, but, eventually, she smiled widely and stared at the Dauntless bowl. She took the knife, cut her palm, and let the blood burn on the hot coals.

Tobias's hand relaxed immensely, and he sighed in relief. So did I.

She was Dauntless. She wasn't going to leave us. Now it's just time to train some more initiates.