A Divergent Tale

Chapter One

 I awoke with a start flying into a sitting position in bed, pulling the blankets along with me. I gasp, remembering the absolute horrid dream that just caused me to wake up. Although the attack simulation was over a year ago, the voices of those who died in the war still haunt my dreams. Mainly my parents, who died for me, and Will, whom I killed. I gulp, blinking a few times to make sure no tears fell. A hand softly touches the small of my back. I turn around and see Tobias sitting up groggily. I stay in his apartment every single night now. Even though I have my own. I must have woken him.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," I say apologetically.

"Are you ok?" He replies, his eyes never leaving mine.

I shake my head a little bit, "Not really."

"What's wrong?" He asks.

I fidget with my hands, resting my head on Tobias's shoulder as he wraps his arms around me, "Just another dream," I say shakily.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I turn my head slightly to look at him, "I- Will was there. And he kept yelling at me. Asking me why I killed him. And my parents teamed up with Will, trying to kill me."

"Tris, I know how hard it can be to lose somebody. But I can guarantee Will wouldn't have wanted you, or anybody, having recurring bad dreams about him. He'd want you to move on. Not have nightmares about him."

I look at Tobias, "Yeah, well you've never had to be the reason for someone's death," I snap. Then I immediately feel guilty about it, considering he's the only one I can talk to about these things, "I'm sorry. It's just... I could have shot him in the leg or arm or something! Then he'd still be alive! And Christina would still have him!"

He tilts my face up, until I unwillingly look at him, "That is true. But if you had hesitated a second longer he would have shot you. Then you would've died and the simulations would not have been shut down. Then hundreds more innocent Abnegation would have died. It's all part of the healing process. But I need you to try to forgive yourself first. Can you try to do that for me?"
"I'll try," I sigh.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

He smiles, his thumb lightly stroking my cheek. He leans down and lightly kisses me on the forehead. He sighs and pulls back, getting out of bed. Tobias stretches and I stare at his bare back. Looking at the faction tattoos on his back and neck. I smile to myself knowing I'm one of only a few people in the world who have seen them.

"Are you ready for your first day of training, Instructor Tris?" He asks, emphasizing the last two words.

I smile. Today is the first day of my Dauntless job. I never would have thought that after the simulation attack, that things would settle back into factions. Things were chaotic for months, with factions all split up and aimed at each other. After Jeanine was murdered by Tori things settled down. I always thought that rebellion would help us but it was soon established that we needed to work together, not against one another. Divergents are no longer hunted down to death, though it's still not in your best interest to share it even if you are, just in case. Divergents still threaten the way we live because they can't be placed into a faction. Though being Divergent is actually a good thing now though, because it's a sign of our curing genetics, that we learned, somehow got warped. One day when there are enough Divergents, and the majority of the population cannot be categorized, the faction leaders will get together and find a way to govern our city differently.

I stand up and grin, "Heck ya I'm ready!"

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After we set up the training room, we walk towards the net that would catch the falling initiates. Things about training will be a lot different this year, since Tobias and I are in charge, and Eric is no longer alive to be malicious about it. Tobias mainly works in the control room, but he decided that he wanted to continue this with me. He claimed it would be way better if he gets to be with me all day. We've decided to focus more on not only the physical aspect of being Dauntless, but on the mental preparedness you need for any situation you could end up in. This may be my first year as an instructor, but I already have a feeling we can do it better without Eric's disgusting tactics.