Discoveries ✔ (Divergent Fourtris Fanfiction)

Chapter 63

So this is coming a little sooner than I planned cause I didn't want to leave you with last chapter's cliffhanger for too long. And I'm sure nobody minds reading a little more about the fourtris reunion. ;-)

As always, I'm happy to read your comments.

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Tobias

As I turn, I see Eric holding Shauna right in front of himself. He's taken her weapon from her and is now pointing it at her temple. Her eyes are opened wide in fear, her lips parted in panic. Damn! We don't have our hands free to react and grab our own weapons fast enough, we stopped taking care once we stepped out of this stupid window. And Lauren is too far away from Eric to be able to shoot. The danger of accidentally hitting Shauna instead of him is too big. Shit! What an idiotic mistake.

But someone else has reacted faster than all of us together: Tris is pointing her weapon at Eric. She's much closer than Lauren, and she unlocks the gun. The low clicking sound is loud in the shocked silence.

"Put the weapon down and let her go, or I'll shoot you!" Tris shouts at Eric while glaring at him maliciously. It's the deadliest look I've ever seen her give anyone, and I'm so proud of her, although that might be an inappropriate thought right now.

Eric snorts at her condescendingly. "What, are you threatening me, little stiff? You won't shoot me, you can't shoot anyone. You're still way too Abnegation for that."

"Don't overestimate my character," Tris replies coldly. In the very same moment, she pulls the trigger, and a gunshot rings through the night.

Eric screams and his gun falls to the ground as the bullet hits his right shoulder. Shauna kicks the weapon away and tries to wriggle herself out of his arm, but Eric seems to direct all his pain and anger into his left arm to keep his grip around her. Now that he can't threaten her with a gun anymore, he starts strangling her. Shauna gasps for air in panic.

They are moving too fast to shoot at Eric again, and both Zeke and I drop our weapons and rush towards him to fight him with our bare hands. Eric drops Shauna, who takes a few steps away from him and into safety. She bows down, and I think she picks up our guns that we couldn't risk Eric to get his hands on.

"Hurry up, they're starting to wake up," Will shouts, and Zeke and I don't hesitate. It's not hard to overwhelm Eric. It's two against one, and he's injured. We handcuff him with deep satisfaction.

"This time you've lost, and everyone will know that you did," I hiss into his ear as I pull him up onto his feet roughly. "Tris, could you help to accompany Eric?" I turn towards Tris, who's already jogging towards us.

"With great pleasure," she smirks as she stands behind Eric and starts walking him forwards with the barrel of her gun pressed against his spine. "And never dare to doubt my status as a Dauntless again, coward," she makes clear.

And now I'm really proud of her. She has become Dauntless through and through, she doesn't need to be protected all the time anymore. She's become a protector herself.

We scoot across the unprotected area towards the trees that promise safety as fast as we can with our prisoners. Then Shauna digs into Eric's pockets and pulls out a few syringes triumphantly.

"I thought I'd felt them in there when you held me. You shouldn't have brought these," she says to him and then, with a flick of her hand, she injects him with the sedative that he himself has taken from the infirmary. It takes only seconds for him to pass out. After that, Shauna also injects Jeanine, Max and Cara, and they all fall back into complete unconsciousness.