Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction

Chapter 6

Tris POV

My opponent is Uriah. Uriah.

I glance at him, his face is shocked as well.

Andrew doesn't show up. So Jacob marks a circle around Alec's name. He cockily grins as Wilson and Carlos make way into the arena. Their fight lasts a long time. Wilson and Carlos are both fairly strong, quick, and witty.

Both of them get a few shots at the other, but Wilson eventually pinned Carlos down, and punched him unconscious in the jaw.

Jacob looks at Carlos's limp body without sympathy. And Four takes him to the infirmary.

We are dismissed for lunch. I grip my fingers together as I walk.

Tobias catches up, "You alright?" He asks.

"Yea I'm fine. What does it look like I'm not?" I reply.

"You honestly look a little stiff Tris." He says and I scowl at the nickname.

I shake my head and we continue walking.

I walk into the cafeteria. Uriah isn't there, so I sit in silence and eat pinches of my hamburger. I think of my fight, and bite my lip.

'I don't want to hurt Uriah. I can afford a loss' the selfless voice in my head says.

' I have to fight back! I won't show cowardice or sympathy to Uriah.' the dauntless voice in my head says.

'Just fake and go unconscious. No one gets hurt. You won't be blamed as a coward either ' the erudite voice in my head says.

I place my hands on my head in frustration. Being divergent really doesn't help my situation at the moment.

After lunch, I start my way to the training arena.

As Jack beats Maddie up, I dread my fight more and more.

"She's unconscious." Jack says and scoops Maddie's limp body up.

Jacob says, "Next up Tris and Uriah." He glances at the clock

I walk slowly towards the arena. Alec snickers as I pass him, "Get ready to be schooled Stiff."

I ignore the comment and glance at Tobias. He stands against the wall, arms crossed. He looks at me, his dark blue eyes thoughtful, but not sympathetic.

Uriah comes in after me. His eyes are apologetic, and his face is grim.

We ready ourselves. I wait for him to strike, but he doesn't.

"Come on we don't got all day here kiddos." Jacob yells.

Uriah glances at me, he scoots back a little for me to strike first. Instead I wait, and we continue staring.

"This isn't time to chill! Fight!" Jacob roars.

Uriah mouths a quick, "I'm sorry Tris." Then lunges.

His arm twitches quickly and I suddenly feel a stabbing pain in my gut. I grit my teeth and focus, and block his next punch at my face. He grimaces a little and I step and kick him in the side. He staggers backward a little.

Determined, he charges again. He darts and I see a flash before another pang of pain hits my side. He kicked me. I drop to my knees gasping for air. I duck my head as his fist blows past me. I deliver two quick punches to his chest and right cheek. As he staggers backward I stand up. He lunges at me, and grasps me by my hair. He bangs my head against the floor, and my vision blurs, I see little black spots. Adrenaline rushes through me, and I grab his arm and elbow him in the cheek. He steps back and I scramble to my feet.