Tris POV
Today, I head down to watch the fighting. Since there are already 10 initiates, then there will be five fights. Four writes names on the board. I remember most, but can't match all of them to a face.
Jacob shows up as well. Wonderful, having the 'second' Eric with us.
Allison and Miranda are first. They are both nimble, and not as muscular as others. Miranda's from Erudite, and looks quire alike with Allison, with blonde wispy hair and average height.
As I predicted, the fight lasted fairly long. Eventually Miranda pinned Allison, but she didn't surrender. Probably since I didn't. I look away as the punching continues and Four gets ready to circle a victor. I stand next to him.
"Now you get why I didn't want to see your first fight." He acknowledges me looking away.
"I didn't have a choice to surrender." I mutter. "They do."
I hear a sickening crack, and shut my eyes a bit.
"Yea, close to what you looked like before I left your fight." He glances at Allison.
"How can you stand looking at her then?" I say. And not me...
"It took every nerve of mine to stop myself from getting Peter away from you... It wasn't a fair fight at all, but this one is. Plus I don't like Allison the way I like you." He says under his breath
"She's unconscious." Miranda says.
Jacob walks up, and scoops the limp body up, heading tot he infirmary.
The next fight is between Erika and Sarah, which is strange since they're both from Candor, and extremely tall and sturdy.
Wow, four female initiates and six male. Fair enough. Tobias has done a good job arranging the fights based on fairness. Unlike me. My first fight was with Peter.
The next fight goes faster. Sarah loses and verbally surrenders. She only attacks, and leaves her entire front open for attacks back. Not the smartest choice. Her capitulation is Candor style. Jacob isn't back.
The remaining 3 boys from both Candor and Erudite are paired against each other. They will resume after lunch.
"How do you like being a trainer so far?" Four asks me.
"Oh you know, I could get used to scaring the heck out of all the initiates" I say
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The next fight is between Fillis and Jeremy. Fillis, who is Erudite is a lot faster and delivers many more kicks. Soon he wins.
The second fight between James and Sam goes quickly too. Sam is a weakling Erudite. And after one punch he is too stunned to get up and continue.
The final fight is more interesting. It is between Lance (or aka the Candor smartmouth according to Four) and Austin.
I analyze both. This will be a very quick fight, since Lance is extremely muscular. And from what I watched yesterday, he's the best fighter.
Austin is nervous. I see him shaking.
Lamce smirks and hits a devastating punch. After. minute, he has Austin pinned.
"Stop. I'm done." Austin croaks.
But Lance doesn't. He punches over and over again.
"Lance stop fighting. Austin has acknowledged your bravery." I say loudly.
He looks up, "Make me pretty lady." He wears a devious smirk and his eyes stare intently at my lips. I don't move for a sec and he continues punching
I glare at him. Okay that's enough. I advance towards him, but someone yanks me back at the last second.
Four.
He rushes over and grabs Lance.
"Enough." He says.
"I'll stop, once that pretty lady over there comes."he says, and I see Four's face contorted with intense anger.
"And if she doesn't?" He challenges.
"Oh I'm not afraid." He lunges with a punch.
I turn to the other initiates. "Get Austin to the infirmary quick!" I yell.
They nod, and move quickly. I bite my lip at Austin's face. You might as well say it is completely red with blood, and I can't see skin at the moment.
I turn back to the fight. Lance taunts as he gets more breathless by the minute.
"You think I can't handle her? I would've handed him over if she came." He smirks
"I'm not surrendering. I'm better than you." He barely dodges a punch to the cheek.
"I will get her. You just watch. Your protectiveness is not needed, since I'm a better fighter." He breaths out barely.
"Six and Lance sound better than Six and Fo-" He stops mid speech.
Four uppercut his jaw hard. He then punches his face dead in the nose, and moves to the chest and gut. He kicks Lance in the side, and Lance falls over. Lance moans, and staggers to get up. He charges Four like a bull, out of control. Four grabs him by the shoulders. Lifts him up a bit, then slams his back against the floor.
He has him pinned.
"Go ahead. I'm not surrendering." He croaks. "You will just help me up, like you did with Six yesterday."
"Hmm, I don't recall." Four glares at him the leans down to whisper in his ear I cannot hear.
Lances eyes wide as Four balls his fist and slams it against his face. The color leaves his face. Four gets up, leaving him there.
"Let this be a lesson learned." He says to all the remaining gaping initiates. "Don't talk back to your trainers. We are done for today."
He grabs me firm by the arm and literally drags me, his strides long with me trailing behind.
"Screw this." He mutters and just scoops me up in his arms.
He walks to his room, slamming the door and placing me down. I stand a bit aways from him. I haven't seen him this angry in a long time.
"Hey uhh you alright?" I ask.
"Yeah." he says flatly.
"Should I leave you alone for a bit?"
"No." He stands up and walks over to me,"But I am so done with Candors."
"Who isn't?" I reply.
"If he says one more thing about you-" He balls his fist.
I place my fingertips on his lips. "Hey. I know you're angry. I can take care of myself though. I mean I haven't done anything stupid in a long time."
He relaxes a bit, and I slip my hand into his fist. He squeezes my hand.
"I love you Tris." He says quietly, burying his face in my hair.
"You too Tobias you too." I whisper.
We kiss passionately, and I eventually pull away, "Lets go get some dinner okay?"
He smiles, "Okay."
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Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction
Fanfiction(PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMER AT THE BOTTOM) After three years of tests tris finally wakes up from the dead. When or if she finds love again. Watch as she'll take risks and jump into fate. All characters and plot go to Veronica Roth. This book belong...