Death Wish

Part 1

(P.S. AI really does make finding the perfect face claim so much easier)

I lifted a silver dagger slowly before gently drawing it across the palm of my hand and holding it over a bowl of burning coals. I allowed several drops to fall upon the hot stones like red rain drops before retracting my hand.

Faint whispers of surprise sounded around the room as I walked over to the Dauntless section who were all whooping excitedly. Regardless of the cheering, I kept my expression blank as I walked past the Candor section. I could feel both my parents and my sister's eyes' burning into my skin. I should have turned to look at them, at least one last time, but I didn't.

I wasn't quite sure if Dauntless was exactly the right fit for me but it was the only faction that I might have a chance in. Or at least that's what I thought.

I'd taken the aptitude test just a day earlier, just like everyone else, but, for some reason, I came out as something called a 'divergent'. My test giver did little to explain what a 'divergent' was other than to tell me that I shouldn't tell anyone about it. The fear in her eyes was enough for me to keep my lips sealed and not breathe a word.

That wasn't the most promising thing to hear after taking the test that would determine my life and it would be a lie to say I wasn't a little worried about being a 'divergent'. I should have felt comfortable enough to tell my parents but with their Candor honesty and general distaste for my lack of Candor, it didn't seem smart.

So I kept it to myself, not even telling my one good friend Leroy, who was also trasnfering out of Candor anway. Me being a Divergent would remain a secret as my test administer had instructed. I was good at keeping secrets. What was one more?

I couldn't worry for much longer as I found myself suddenly sprinting out of the ceremony with my new faction. A mob of black outfits exited the building in seconds, I among them.

I couldn't help but smile as we took off whooping wildly with glee. I savored the feeling of the wind blowing through my thick brown hair as it whipped behind me like a horse's mane.I followed the group out, staying close to the flank as they came to a stop at train track pillars that led to the actual train rail above us. To my surprise, the Dauntless members suddenly began climbing the red pillars. Similar to me, the rest of the transfers gawked at the sight but we quickly realized that the Dauntless weren't going to wait on us.

I quickly snapped out of my daze and disregarded all safety by following them up the pillars. I forced myself to keep my eyes ahead and to not dare to look down. I gritted my teeth in concentration and held on tight. My skinny arms were burning by the time I finally made it up there and if I weren't wearing the black and white of Candor, one could easily see the perspiration stains under my arms.

There was a stationary train waiting for us at the top of the rail and many Dauntless had already boarded. The Transfers filed in to the back of the train hastily, most of us ending up in the same compartment.

There were about 20 of us total

I leaned quietly against the wall of the train as it took off, trying to quietly catch my breath and settle my heart rate. My pale brown eyes quietly scanned the group of bodies for familiar faces.

I found two and both were from Candor. A boy named Morsov, who was around 6'1 with sleek black hair and a lean but decently muscular build. The second was his twin sister named Emer. She wasn't as big as Morsov, maybe an inch shorter than I was, but she had the same facial features as her brother with slanted, narrow eyes and perfectly dark straight hair.

Some of the transfers had started conversation with each other. I took note specifically of one of the Erudite boys, who spoke knowingly to a short Abnegation girl whose expression openly showed her annoyance at whatever the boy was saying.