Tris
I'd never thought I would choose Dauntless. But here I am. I'm standing on the ledge which is the only way to enter this hell-hole. My feet feel cold, in a couple of moments I will jump and plummet into darkness and the only thing that will catch me is either water or a net. I don't hear any people cheer my name, I mean why would they? Why would anyone cheer for someone from Abnegation? Exactly. I take a deep breath as my feet are no longer on the ledge, instead they are in the air, my plain, dull Abnegation clothes fly around me as I land, hard, on a tough material. My finger intertwines into the material which has lots of holes, I landed in a net. My breathing is slow but my heart beats fast, my hair probably wreaked by the fall. It's not long before the net tips sideways and a pair of strong hands lay around my waist. I'm lifted off the net and stand before a man who has way too many piercings, thick black tattoos on his arms and neck, short haircut, black clothes and a friendly smile. Then that smile fades as he looks at me, my clothes and takes a step back. His voice wasn't friendly but daunting.
"Welcome to Dauntless Stiff. What's your name?"
I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and replied,
"My name is Beatri-"
The man looked impatient and said,
"Hurry up Stiff, tell me your name, make it one that won't bore me"
My blood is boiling. Why is he being mean to me? I tried not to put my fist in his face. I replied,
"My names Tris"
The man's eyes did not leave off mine as he barked,
"First jumper Tris the Stiff"
The Dauntless borns laughed as I walked over to them and waited for another person to jump off the ledge.
After all of the new Dauntless people had entered the Dauntless compound, the man in which was rude to me stands before us and calls out."Hello, my name is Eric and I am one of the leaders here in Dauntless"
So his name is Eric. His figure doesn't suit his name and his hair doesn't suit his face. He blabs on about how important his job is as a Dauntless leader. He talks about that he job is very difficult to be applied for. Of course he's going to talk about himself. He's obviously he's not Abnegation. Maybe he's a Dauntless born but I can't be certain. After Eric's long speech, he finally says.
"Dauntless borns, follow Lauren, new people, follow me"
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How Four And Tris Should Have Met: Divergent Fanfiction
FanfictionA different perspective. A different path. This is my opinion on how Four and Tris Should have met, you may love this or hate it. Either way I wanted to show this story differently but still has the same outcome. Kinda.