Emergent: Allegiant Alternative Ending

Chapter 1

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Disclaimer: The whole first part is from the works of Veronica Roth. I'm not stealing anything. (maybe) How else could I write an alternative ending without putting some of the actual ending in it? Duh. Don't hate me. Just read.

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Tris POV:

"I did't come here to steal anything, David."

I twist and lunge toward the device. The gun goes off and pain races through my body. I don't even know where the bullet hit me.

I can still hear Caleb repeating the code for Matthew. With a quaking hand I type in the numbers on the keypad.

The gun goes off again.

More pain, and black edges on my vision, but I hear Caleb's voice speaking again. The green button. 

So much pain.

But how, when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall, and slam my hand into the keypad on my way down. A light turns on behind the green button.

I hear a beep, and a churning sound. 

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm on my neck, and under my cheek. Red. Blood is a strange color. Dark.

From the corner of my eye, I see David slumped over in his chair.

And my mother walking out from behind him.

I don't think, I just scream. I scream at the top of my lungs, burning my throat on fire. My mother's dead, I repeat to myself, she sacrificed herself for me.

Then why was she here now?

She smoothly walks over to me, as if floating on air. She whispers soothing words to me in attempts to calm me down. How could I calm down? I just saw my mother, who had died on my own account. Saving my life from Jeanine's brainless army. Saving me for who I am. Divergent.

Is that really why she saved me?

At this moment I realize that she did not save me because of my Divergence, but because I am not defined. I can't be controlled. She knew I could save this city. That I am the the only person brave, intelligent, and selfless enough to end this war in our city. To free us all.

I realize now that I have stopped screaming and my mother is knelt besides me.

"You are so strong Beatrice, and so selfless." She coos. Her voice is smooth and sweet, just like honey. She sounds just like herself, before she died. 

Mountains of questions are hurdling through my head and I can't bring myself to say anything. I try to take slow breaths. In. Out. In. Out.

When I do bring myself to say something, it comes out weak.

"What-How...Am I done yet?" I whisper the last word so only she can hear it.

"You could be dear, only if you what yourself to be." She calms me.

"What about Tobias, Caleb, my friends?" I questioned.

"They can care for each other, but you could go back and care for them yourself."

I suddenly knew what I wanted, and it was not a selfless decision. I wanted to be selfish and be back with my brother and my friends, and of course my soulmate Tobias. I knew Tobias would be mad at me for almost dying again, let alone actually dying. He would never forgive me if I left him, just when I promised him I would be honest and try not to be selfless so much. I would never be able to explain myself to Tobias if I died and gain his full trust. I needed to live.

"I want to go back." I said as firmly as I could, even though it came out hoarse.

"Good choice," My mother beamed. "but you need to understand there are consequences of your return. Be aware of everything and not only be careful of who you trust, but who trusts you."

What was she talking about? Before I could ask she cut me off.

"Well, you best be going on to your friends." She smiled kindly.

Before I could say anything else, her figure and everything else faded to darkness.