Fourtris Fanfiction

Wedding!

*Next day Wedding time*
Tris Pov

I clutched Uriahs arm as the wedding music started. I decided to ask Uriah to walk me down the aisle because at this point (besides Tobias) my friends were the closest thing I had to family.
"You ready Tris?" He smiled cheekily at me, while tilting his head to the side.
"Nope!" Our cue came and the doors to the chapel opened. I met the eyes of the dark mysterious boy I was about to marry. I lost my gaze in his until I felt Uriah nudging my side.
"hum?"
"We kind of need to walk down the isle now."
"Oh right." We walked slowly up the isle, all eyes on us. We reached the end of the isle and Uriah handed me off, right next to Tobias.
*Insert cheesy priestly marriage lines here*
"If anyone objects speak now or forever hold your peace!" The priest said but everyone knew nobody would object. Tobias and I were perfect together.
"I OBJECT!" The door of the small chapel was kicked open and three men raced in with guns. I couldn't see their faces for they were covered with black masks. Their heights ranged from super tall to super short and only one of them held their gun comfortably.

Tobias POV

I grabbed Tris close to me, trying to take cover anywhere. People were fleeing in panic as the three men began shooting at random.
"Where is Tobias Eaton???" No one knew who that was, I have been too careful to let people not know my real name. The shortest of the three looks over and sees me.
"Ah there you are Tobias." He begins to aim his gun and I close my eyes waiting for the impact, not wanting to cause harm to anyone else. I hear the click of the trigger as the man pushed down hard upon it. I swear I even hear the whoosh of the bullet as it leaves the gun, but I never feel the impact, I never feel the pain. I only hear one muffled cry as I'm pushed backwards hitting my head on the hard floor.
"Beatrice?" I hear a mans voice, I hear Tris crying.
what was going on? I felt like the whole world was moving slowly through murky water. I cold see Tris being held by some unknown figure, her beautiful white dress now crinkled and slightly dirty from all the panic. A masked figure was crying near me and I could see dress shoes everywhere.
Did I get shot? Am I dead? I knew I didn't feel the bullet, but that could be because it all had happened so fast. I knew somehow that I was about to die, but one part of me refused to let go. A small voice in my head told me to hang on a bit longer, you'll be safe soon. I tried to call out for Tris but all that came out was a mix between a cry and a groan. Her eyes snapped towards me, I'm sure all eyes did. She flung herself on the masked figure punching him repeatedly. Once she was done with that, she flung herself over my body, crying softly, willing me to keep hanging on. So thats what I did.