Emergent

1. Tris

I pick up the knife and cut my palm. A drop of
blood escapes and falls in a bowl full of burning
coals, then suddenly I'm in a train with a few
people in it and a girl with short dark hair
beside me, I don't see her face though.
The next thing I do is jump off a
roof and land on a net, I feel a strong hand help
me down and see a pair of ocean blue eyes. Only
the eyes, I'm not able to see his face; then I
feel a few pairs of hand grab me and they try
to throw me into something that looks like a
river with a high current. Then I'm climbing a
ferris wheel and the bar breaks. The next thing
I know is I'm kissing a boy, his lips are soft, warm
and plump. Then I shoot a boy with dirty blond
hair and green eyes. I feel terrible after shooting
him. The scene changes and I see a woman
die in front of me. She looks like. . .me.
Then a woman with blonde hair
and gray eyes wearing all blue smiles evilly at
me. I don't like her. Next I see a girl with blond
hair jump off a roof and die, after that there's an
explosion and I start hurrying towards a boy on
the floor. The next thing I know is that I'm shot
multiple times by a man on a wheelchair, all
I see is his wicked grin nothing else. The last
word's I hear is a male voice say, "I love too, I'll
see you soon." and then the gun goes off.

I wake up with sweat all over me face and body. I rarely dream, but when I do its the same dream. Every time. It makes no sense. I cant see half the faces or half the places. The scene keeps on changing too fast. There's chaos every where.

"You okay Lena?" My mother asks with concern in her voice.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just the dream again."

An expression of worry takes over her face. Every time I tell her I had the dream she has the same expression -worry.

"Um. . .okay then. . .I'll meet you down stairs sweety."

"Mom? "

"Yes. "

"Do these dreams have anything to do with my past life? "

"No " she answers too quickly, "Lena, these are just dreams do you understand me? Now get ready or you'll be late for collage."

I nod and she leaves. Two years ago I just woke up one morning in this very bedroom remembering nothing. I didn't know my name, my age, I didn't recognize any one. Everyone in the house which were my mom and dad got worried, so they took me to the doctor. Later that evening my mom came and said that the doctor claimed I had suffered from amnesia.

My parents told me that my name was Lena Savant, I'm 17 years old and I'm their daughter. At first it was hard for me to adjust, but then I got used to it. After I suffered from amnesia my parents changed my college. I live in a city which was once called Manhattan. Our city is surrounded by a massive fence. I always wanted to know whats beyond that.

I turned 19 a week ago

"Lena! Be quick!" calls my dad.

"Coming!! "

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"So. . .are you ready?" questions Sam. He's tall and has sea green eyes with blond hair.

"Uh. . .for what exactly?"

"Urgh you forgot? The supervisor are-"

"YES YES I REMEMBER!!!!" today a group of supervisors are coming to 'supervise' us is what professor Hooke said. He also asked us the behave at our best, he didn't give much details though.

"Thank God!" huffs Sam, he's a really good friend. I'm surprised how attached we've grown in two years. He always helps me out in everything. We're more like best friends.

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"Okay cupcakes! Calm yourselves. The supervisors will be here any second. And just for you to know today only batch 1 will be supervised."

Batch 1 is my batch. Great!

The very next moment I hear the door beside me open. The supervisors. I quickly step aside. 3 people step inside. Two females and one male. The man is tall with tanned skin and dark hair. He looks around. . .21? He's handsome but not my type. The female on his right has long hair and has a good height. She too looks 21. The female on his left has slightly olive skin with short hair and brown eyes. She was also tall. She seemed to be 19.

"Okay initiates! I mean students, we will be your instructor's- I mean supervisors and. . .um. . .do your best! " announces the man,"My names Zeke. "

"I'm Shauna." voice's the woman with long hair.
"I'm Christina." says the woman with short hair.

These names. . .they seem. . .familiar?

Christina. Shauna. Zeke.
Christina. Shauna. Zeke.
Christina. Shauna. Zeke.

Suddenly there's a sharp pain in my head.

My lungs feel like they're on fire but I don't
stop running. I run. Faster. I grab the handle
and pull myself into the train. I get in and bump
into a girl."Sorry" I mummer. "It's okay" she
replies. She's wearing all black and white.
"I'm Christina."

I jolt awake. I realize I'm lying on a bed. I'm in the medical room.

"What happened Sam? "

"Oh thank god you're awake! I was so worried! You suddenly fainted and you were murmuring something like 'Christian, Shaun, Zen' "

"Christina. Shauna. Zeke. " I correct

"Yeah whatever. By the way the supervisors were terrified when they saw you. "

Huh? Terrified?

"Terrified? Why? "

"I don't know. "

"Tris." I hear a voice say. I turn around and see our supervisor Christina with tears in her eyes.

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-Tris