The Choosing - (Divergent Eric/OC)

Chapter 8- Meeting of the Minds

A/N : I hope everyone is enjoying the direction I am taking the story. I thought long and hard about the series as a whole and the possibilities about the whole genetic modification aspect. I felt it could be a natural extension of that story line for it to not just simply be how a person thought or acted, but their abilities as well. If there are any suggestions anyone has about specific transformations that you would like worked I am open for it!

Disclaimer: I own only my own oc's and plot V Roth owns the world I am playing in.

As we are heading to the conference room where everyone is set to meet I am hit with a strong wave of awe and amusement coming from the control room. I can only think it is coming from either Zeke or Uriah and I tense a bit. I can only imagine what is causing it, but I am struck with a sudden realizations and sudden worry.

"Eric..." He pauses and looks at me.

"Yeah?"

I swallow nervously "Um mm, last night when I you know, took you down on the mat. I think Zeke might have recorded it and...idontwantyoutofeelemasculatedbymebecauseidontwantyoutofeelemasculatedbymebecauseidontwantyoutonotbebadassEricforeveryoneelse." I finished in a long rush.

It took him a minute to process what I was saying and he had to repeat it back to make sure what exactly I had said.

His infamous eyebrow raised "Ok, you think I might feel emasculated because of the whatever move you did. And you are afraid I am not going to me normal badass self? Is that what that jumble of words was supposed to be?"

I only nodded and he got a really predatory grin on his face and started working towards me, and I instantly started backing up until my back hit the wall and he smirked at me and trapped me with his arms to either side of my shoulders then leaned in and whispered. "One, I am still bad ass. Two, I look at it as more of a challenge. Because now, I can't wait until we can have proper chance to take each other on."

I know my face is flushed but not from embarrassment, but because it really turns me on that he is turned on by the challenge we can present to each other. I know he senses my sudden burst of arousal, he leans in close like he is going to kiss me but inhales his nostrils flaring. He pulls back and has the biggest shit eating grin on his face and chuckles when I groan and pout.

I full on pout and stamp my foot. "Dammit Eric!" I moan. He just sticks tongue out at me, shakes his head and pulls me along on our way again.

The whole way there he is sending me flashes of images of us hot and sweaty and rolling around on the mat. I know that my chest is heaving and my face is flushed and he purposely pulls me into the control room with him in that state.

When we get into the control room Zeke, Four, Uriah, Tris and some other guy I don't recognize are indeed watching the footage from the training room. However they are actually watching me as I am hitting the bag before the flip incident. They don't see us enter and when I am looking at the screen I get a bit of a shock at looking at myself move. I am torn between disbelief that it is really me and then feeling uncomfortable with how I must look to everyone. They have to think I am freak.

Eric has a surge of anger and turns to me his voice barking out annoyance and startling me and the others too. "Jaden, did I tell you about calling yourself a freak! You are not a freak! You have trained hard and that is amazing and freaking sexy as hell. Don't let me catch you tearing yourself down again." He had taken my chin in his hands and was making me look in his eyes. "Clear?"

Feeling snarky I stick my tongue out at him and throw out what I had called him last night "Yes Sir, Mr. God of all I survey."

He shakes his head mutters 'brat' and kisses my forehead.