As an Erudite we are meant to know everything. I knew nothing but my father’s cold calculating looks down his nose in deep disapproval, the pinching of my constricting blue suit and my mother’s desperate attempts to teach me. Most of my peers thirsted for knowledge constantly scraping and flipping, the pages of books being eaten and digested for their contents. I absorbed what interested me, all else left unturned, forgotten and unwanted; unwilled.
The day of the choosing it wasn’t a choice, I wanted out; to be free from social restrictions and button down vests. To run when I wish to use my fists, feel the open air only known to the dauntless.
I am Eric. I am Dauntless. I will be Dauntless and anyone who gets in my way well… they will be dead.
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Divergent: Becoming The Monster (Eric's Story)
FanficThis story begins a year before Tris's choosing. A year into Eric's time in Dauntless. We delve into the mind of a mad man and what drove him. Never had we thought a girl from Amity could hold such a huge part of his cold heart.
