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The next day we meet by the train tracks at 8:15. All the initiates show up except Austin. The train comes 5 minutes later. I heave myself in easily as does Four. The initiates struggle a bit more. More like a lot. Some of them are beat up, while others are just not used to it.
"Where are we going?" Fillis mumbles.
"You'll see." I smirk.
I've talked to Four and we've arranged for me to explain today, about the fence and everything.
The train lurches to a stop
I hop off and wait for everyone else to follow.
"Follow me." I say as trainer like as possible. It's strange cause even when I try, my voice doesn't sound nearly as demanding or intent as Four's. It's music to the ears rather than commanding dangerous trainer. I know it's my inner Abnegation voice. We were not taught to instruct, and I rarely ever talked during my childhood.
I lead them to the gate of the chain link fence. Four lingers behind. Rarely is there a scenario where I have superior rank or position to Four. It feels odd. On the other side patrol the Dauntless guards. I can identify Andrew by the shape of his body and the way he walks. Must be a 'fun' job.
"If you don't rank in top five by the end of initiation you will probably end up here." I squint slightly due to the sunrise. No pressure initiates
"Once you become a fence guard, there is some potential for advancement. You can go on patrol for Amity farms." I say as trainer like possible.
"Why?" Someone in the crowd asks.
"I don't know... I suppose you could try ranking lower and come see for yourself." I say
"What rank were you?" Lance asks in curiosity.
I glare at him, sending the don't ask question message, and meekly reply "First."
"But Four pretty much schooled you a couple days ago!" Miranda says. I flush a bit, half anger half embarrassment
"We were in different initiations in different years." He says. "Find out on your own if you have any more questions."
"Wait if you were both first, why didn't you, Six choose-" Four shop it's the crowd up with a glare.
Yep I definitely need improving on my trainer face and voicing skills.
I signal Four to take over. Nobody listened to me when I explain. I need to improve again.
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"Its not that they don't respect you. They think of you differently when they compare trainers. They will soon see your deadly strengths and minute weaknesses. It just takes time. Try again tomorrow." He explains a training session about being a trainer after dinner
More of the tips are more or less on confidence. Interesting.
The next day we resume fighting. Nothing really needed for me to say. But tonight is Capture the Flag, and captains are me with Four, and Zeke with Jacob.
"Everyone grab a gun and a package of paintballs!" I sling my already loaded gun.
"Why?" Someone yawns. We seriously have a curious group.
"Don't grab one then." I say challenging. Everybody still grabs one, so I guess I'm getting better at this. Score for Tris!
The train arrives and Four is of course, the first one to get on. He holds out a hand, and helps everyone in.
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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...