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Sixteen year old, Alivia Prior finally chooses her faction.
But here's the news: she's Divergent, just like the Dauntless prodigy, Tris Prior, her older sister.
When her choosing ceremony comes, h...
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17 | T O B I A S
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Tris and I were just passing by the chasm when we both heard a muffled scream.
We both ran to where the sound came from and we immediately saw 3 masked strangers trying to get a hold of Ali. She was thrashing and screaming, trying to call for help.
Without a second thought, we quickly went into different directions. I ran over to a burly man and gave him a right hook on the face and a strong punch on the stomach.
He started wheezing, doubling over to hold his stomach. His nose was now probably broken and bleeding really bad.
Wimp.
I tackled the stranger and kicked his shins for him to fall on his knees. His bloody nose soon started to seep through his mask and drip onto the floor and my shoes. Annoyed, I kicked his face backwards for good measure.
From a few meters from me, I can hear the muffled grunts of the other masked stranger as Tris gave him punch after punch, making sure he knows not to mess with her sister. The man already had a broken ankle and wrist but he still tried to fight back.
Wrong move.
Seeing the third masked stranger try to runaway from the scene, I quickly ran over and tackled him to the ground. I flipped us over and threw punches at his face. He tried to kick my back with his leg but his lack of training showed.
Without a second passing by, I got off of him and kicked his almost unconscious body at the stomach. He doubled over and started coughing out blood all over the floor. Serves you right.
We were able to defeat two when we realized that one of the masked men injected some type of serum into Alivia's neck.
I grabbed the man's shirt and pulled him away from Ali. I punched and kicked him until he was unconscious but not quite dead.
Tris was already kneeling beside Alivia, checking her injuries and pulse. "She's just unconscious. She doesn't have any major injuries, only some cuts and a bruise."
"Let's get her to our apartment. If she still doesn't wake up within four hours, then, let's bring her to the infirmary."
I gently lifted her into my arms towards our apartment. Tris strode in front of me in a more rapid pace to open the door and ready the medical supplies.
I laid her down on the bed and help Tris with the other cuts. Fortunately, the cuts are all small and not deep at all.
After all her wounds are healed, Tris told me to leave so she can change Alivia's clothes, seeing as it's already torn and hanging off of her frame.
