Tris POV
The next days fights are written on the board when I walk in. Fights are raging and Four and Jacob stand, rather unamused in the corner. Since I'm only part time trainer, I had to go back and help with tattoos this morning. Christina got a lot of requests and I'd figure help would be appreciated.
It was funny because that morning, Allison came by.
Flashback
"Hey Allison." I say
"Hey Six." She replies.
"Shouldn't you be at training with fights and everything?" I ask.
"Yes, but my fight is last on the list, and I asked Four to use the restroom since I'm feeling nauseous." She says.
"And why is it you're here then?" I question.
"Because my fight is last today and my opponent is Lance." She says.
I don't blame her for looking nervous.
"If Jacob is there, you can't surrender. He will make you hang over the Chasm."I say and she shudders.
"What can I do?" She asks.
"Most people from Candor that are shaped like Lance tend to taunt you more and get into your head. I had to fight a boy named Peter, and he beat me real bad." I say.
"Whether I surrender or not. It doesn't matter, since Lance will beat me unconscious anyway if I lose." She says.
"Stay on your feet. And try to find any openings. I'll break up the fight if you do go unconscious. Here come with me." I say
I lead her into my room.
"Show me all the punches and moves you know." I say.
She does and I'm quite impressed. She fights fiercely for Amity.
"Not bad, keep your midsection guarded though." I say. We both had the same problems when fighting.
I teach her a few more moves. Ones I learned from watching Four and being in live dangerous war fights previously.
"I didn't have much muscle, and neither do you. So the best way for you is to use your elbows and knees more if you can in any way."
By the time we finish I take her back to the tattoo parlor. It's time for lunch, and we both are in a sweaty status.
"Thanks so much Six." She says.
"Don't mention it, you wanna tattoo?"
"Yeah." She says and points to her shoulder, "the number 7, since that's how many members in my family, and for good luck this afternoon."
End flashback
I watch as the fight between Sam and Austin continues. Both boys are weaker, so they are fairly matched.
Four updates me. Apparently in the morning Erika and Miranda had a fight, but Miranda surrendered.
"Jacob made her hang over the Chasm. And she didn't make it." He whispers.
I sigh grimly. "She had a good chance."
"Yeah." He mutters.
I glance around. My eyes on Alli. Her face is nervous, and she's stretching her muscles.
I smile smally at her, and she nods.
Alli and Lance step into the arena.
"Kindness isn't valued accepted here in Dauntless. Bravery is accepted and valued little girl." He taunts. His right ear is bandaged up but he still nonetheless reminds me of Peter.
Allison stares at his hands, waiting for his moves.
"We don't have all day." Four says.
Lance kicks at her chest as a blunt first move. She drops and knees his gut. He staggers a bit. I smile. She has a chance.
He stands up, his face contorted with anger. He swings again hard, and it brushes her ponytail as she ducks. She jabs at his throat and cheek.
"Arggghhh!" He shouts and full on tackles her, his hands on her neck.
He pins her down and delivers a dirty punch in her kidney.
She squirms a bit, hiding her scream, and I see the 7 I tattooed slide into vision as her tank top slides a bit.
"You fight like a girl." He cackles and whispers in her ear.
She's smart, and takes advantage. She swipes her ponytail in his eyes, and whips him good in the face.
"I am a girl." I think I hear her whisper and she swings an elbow in his face and snags at his ear.
He yells in pain, and she doesn't let go. Blood squirts out. Allison has found his weakness.
She kicks him a series of times and delivers punches to his face, her left hand stiff on his ear.
He screams are blood curdling, but I am on edge. She is doing amazing.
She has him pinned, her left hand now covered in blood too, and delivers a final blow in his jaw. The light leaves Lance's eyes just when Jacob comes back.
"She is a hell of a fighter." Four mutters, in a speechless style. "Reminds me of you." He turns to the names and circles Allison.
I smile to myself. I knew from day one we would get along.
LINEBREAK
I find her during dinner. "Great job Alli." I clap her on the back. "Way to use those elbows."
"Yea you showed him up girl." Fillis and Jeremy whoop.
"Thanks." She blushes.
Erika and Sarah come by to congratulate her too, "That was cool Allison." They murmur. She's getting some respect.
"Rankings come out tomorrow morning." I say, and find Four
"There's a funeral tonight." He murmurs.
"Yeah. I know." I reply.
"Did you happen to see Alli or something. She told me she was sick so I sent her to the infirmary to get some medicine so she could fight."
"I was in the tattoo parlor the entire time!" I fake smile and he gives me a look.
"Com'on, you taught her those elbow moves. And gave her that 7 tattoo." He grins. "Don't deny it Tris."
"Fine I did." I put my hands up playfully.
LINEBREAK
Four takes me to his room after dinner and dessert.
"Here's the list of rankings after today's fights." He says. I glance at them
1. Fillis
2. Erika
3. Lance
4. Allison
5. James
6. Jeremy
7. Sam
8. Sarah
9. Austin
Austin is out, since he is last of both dauntless born and transfers. I figured.
"We gotta go to the funeral." He says.
"You go. I'll stay here." I say.
"You sure?" He asks.
"Yea I've had enough with deaths and funerals." I say and he nods. The whole Visiting Day tomorrow really doesn't improve the mood since I barely have family now.
He kisses me good night, "Okay. Love you."
"Love you too." I whisper and walk back to my room. I feel victorious, for myself, and for Allison.
'She's going to make initiation. She has to.' I think to myself and drift off
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Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction
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