Resurgence (Life After Allegiant - Divergent Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty One

“You’re Samuel?!” Tobias almost shouts, every word sounding angrier.

“You’ve got good listening skills. Maybe you should change career. Oh I do apologise, you don’t have a career.” Samuel takes out his voice box, and I’m actually glad that he does. It makes it all a little less familiar and easier for me to kill him.  I see Jonah start to walk towards Samuel and I rush over and catch hold of him, pulling him away from the monster. I can’t get him hurt.  Samuel, I notice, seems to wear the same clothes every time I see him. Maybe it’s on purpose; it seems like something crazy only he would do.  I feel Samuel’s eyes focused on me, I feel vulnerable like I have no escape at all.   Out of the corner of my eye, I see Tobias taking the covers off his legs, my heart sinks. Yet another fight, yet another fight where I could lose my everything.  I can hear nothing but the thumping of my heart, echoing in my ears.

“Get out of here Samuel.”  I say harshly, turning out to be more like a growl. The tone of my voice doesn’t bother me though; I have more importantly dangerous things to think about.  Jonah’s head snaps towards me, his eyes wide, and then he looks at the hand I placed on his arm to protect him. My nails dig into his clothing, I can’t let go, either I don’t want to him to get hurt or maybe it’s the security blanket of human touch. 

“Now why would I do that?” Samuel sneers sending a shiver down my body. I try not to react.

“Because otherwise this isn’t going to be pretty.” Tobias answers Samuel’s question.  He rises from the bed and stands only about two metres away from my brother.

“I’m not taking orders from a wimp like you. Scared of your own daddy, are we?” Tobias’ face explodes in anger. He slams his body against Samuel’s, knocking him down.  Tobias follows him onto the floor and starts to strangle him. I’m surprised how defenceless Samuel is against Tobias. Maybe this won’t be as hard as I thought before.  Something glistens in my sight and I turn my head away from it. Curiosity turns my head back; the shining comes from near the floor, next to Samuel.  Samuel starts to gag and his face has transformed bright red.  The reflection from the shiny object still blinds me but I need to know what it is. I move slightly to the side, I feel my arm move on Jonah’s clothing and I remember my need to protect him from this.

“Jonah, go. But don’t call for help.” I let go of his arm and he swivels around to leave, his focus on the boys wrestling for life on the ground while we stand here doing nothing. He nods and starts to walk. “Remember what I said. Don’t tell anyone.” I call after him as he leaves the room. There is no reply.  My mind suddenly realises that I need to help Tobias but I stop as now I can see the object that created the unwanted light. I see Samuel’s fingers grasped around it. I see silver. I see a blade.  I see it edging towards Tobias’ skin, unknowing of the pain that could follow if I don’t stop it. The blade is perilously close to Tobias who is totally unaware, too focused on strangling Samuel. The blade turns to angle it straight into Tobias’ side, right into his heart. Samuel is losing breath, losing life, so he knows he must do it now. I’m frozen to the spot. What is wrong with me?

“1, 2, 3” I say under my breath and lunge towards the pile of my relatives. I throw myself a little too far and I feel a piercing agony strike into my thigh. The adrenaline does nothing to mask it. I scream into my closed mouth.  My limbs start to shake, the pain taking a hold of my body control. The blade is still being pushed into my leg, Samuel not caring who he’s hurting.  I grab Samuel’s hand which is holding the blade wedged in my thigh. My shaking hand tries to pull the blade out, I feel Samuel’s hand also shaking, maybe under the pressure of my hand or from Tobias’ strangling him.

“You ready to give up life yet?” I hear Tobias hissing at Samuel. His elbow touches my side, which is somewhat comforting. I look up to see Samuel’s reaction even though I already know. Like the rest of our family he is stubborn, unwilling to give up on life so easy. As much I try to detach myself from anything in common with Samuel, I can blind myself from the fact that we are too similar for comfort.  I feel Samuel shake his head, there was no other response. Suddenly the blade is released from my leg and I feel a rush of warmth.  The action followed by a judder as Samuel frees himself from Tobias’ death grip. What I thought was so easy I should’ve known wasn’t going to be.  Both Tobias and Samuel jump to their feet, quick as a bullet, but I have more difficulty. The gaping wound stops me from standing, keeping me on a very vulnerable position for death. I watch helplessly as the boys lunge towards each other, I see the blood stained blade flying manically towards Tobias, which is deflected, then once again it is flung at Tobias which is then deflected.  They seemed to be locked in a battle of stamina more than power and wit.  I guess that is what we were trained to do in Dauntless. Well in my very short time in Dauntless.  The fight doesn’t seem to stop so I shuffle back against the wall and search for something to help Tobias win with. My mind, however, wants to remind me that with every passing second I could lose everything.  It’s backed up by powerful imaginations.