Chapter Two

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To say my parents looked disappointed and shocked would be an understatement. I do feel bad for abandoning them, especially when my mother was pregnant with the twins. She needed me, but I didn't need her. I know that is a terrible thing to say but I honestly believed that I didn't need my mother. She had my father to look after her in her times of need.

I slowly walked over to my new faction and the Dauntless erupted into cheers. I have never felt so happy. I sat down and smiled to myself. I am Dauntless. I couldn't believe it. 

The choosing ceremony was over not an hour later and we all had to leave. The Dauntless jumped out of their seats and headed towards the door that leads to the stairs. Great. Stairs. They all started to run down, whooping and yelling out in to the street. I knew where they were heading. I have seen them do it so many times. They climb up the pillars that lead to the train tracks. Oh God. I have to climb up. 

I watched as everyone started to climb swiftly up the pillars, and then it was my turn. I grabbed a hold of the the rail and started to climb, slowly at first then my pace quickened. In a minute I was up and standing on the small platform that was joined to the tracks but only just.

I stood there thinking 'Don't look down, don't look down.' I felt nauseous. Heights are not my thing. Like, at all. I looked around at the groups on the platform. All of the factions were present bar Abnegation. I knew no-one from Abnegation would transfer. All the time thinking of others before themselves, Family and friends. I can't say I blame them but would they not want the choice to be selfles or not? I don't think I could ever fit into Abnegation. Hell, I didn't even fit in when I was in Candor. Perhaps Dauntless will be the place for me. Hopefully.

I heard a horn blare and the tracks shook. Oh no. I saw the train rushing towards us at an accelerated speed, not slowing at all. When I was looking at the train, I failed to notice that people were running. I sped after them, hoping to catch up. I eventually did, thank God. The train sped past us and people were jumping in. These guys have a death wish. I followed suit, because I knew that if I didn't I would be left behind and I most certainly did not want that. 

I clambered onto the train and sat down, coming down from my adrenaline rush. I closed my eyes and collected my thoughts and when I opened them I smiled. I just jumped on a train! Oh, this is surreal. I looked around and saw some other people smiling. My eyes scanned the whole car when my eyes caught something. It was a momentary glint. I could have sworn that I saw the dusky sunlight glisten against a piece of metal. Maybe I'm just delusional. It was nothing out of the ordinary. Almost all of the Dauntless have a piercing somewhere. I shook my head at the idiotic thought.

We must have been in the train for 15 minutes when I saw that people were jumping out. I forgot that we had to jump out. Crap. I looked around at the other transfers faces, all of which looked terrified. All but one. I saw Alan from my Faction. He looked as if he was happy about jumping off a train.

"Hey, Esca. I would jump if I were you." Alan sneered. I never really liked him. He has always thought he was better than everyone else, and this meant he was extremely cocky. 

"After you," I muttered, gesturing for him to jump first. Ugh.

"See you soon, then. Or maybe not." His laugh rung in my ears. Just jump already.

After Alan jumped, I followed. It was the most exhilarating thing ever. I felt like I was gliding. Then I remembered that I still had to land. I looked down at the ground and braced myself for a hard landing. I did end up landing, but it felt a lot harder than I imagined. That'll bruise in the morning...

I stood up and looked around. We were on a roof, go figure. I saw people crowding around something on the opposite side of the building. That must be where the leaders are stood. I looked around again and saw an Erudite clutching his leg. I walked over to him.

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