Beatrice
Pain, a different kind of pain, courses through me. I'm still crying but not just because of My mom , there's a different pain, overwhelming and familiar. Looking over myself, I see holes in my clothing and behind that what looks like bullet wounds, red but not bleeding, just like her. Then a memory hits me.
I am standing inside of a room full of tubes with different coloured liquids, facing a man with a gun in his hands. He's in a wheelchair. He's talking about what he thinks real sacrifice is. I just shake my head and say to him
"I didn't come here to steal anything, David."
I twist and jump at a black box with blue tape on it. I punch in numbers
080712
And press a green button. I hear popping sounds and slide to the floor. The man slumps over in his wheelchair.
I'm back in the net, sobbing uncontrollably. Finally I calmed down and look for a way off of the net. There's a bar supporting the net, I grab it and lower myself onto a wooden platform with strength I didn't know I had. I walk down a set of stairs that lead down from the platform and start towards a tunnel.
The tunnel is dark with dim lights every few feet; it ends in front of a pair of double doors that open up to a large underground cavern.
When I open the doors, I see what's behind them, immediately I start to look around craning my neck to capture everything. I'm in an underground cavern; it's massive, stretching out to my left right and in front of me, so that I can't see the end.
I expected this place to empty abandoned by there are people milling around. Some wore multi-coloured outfits, others had piercing and bright, vibrant hair, but most had black clothes on, or green, purple and red.
I look at myself again and see that I'm wearing a black t-shirt and black jeans.
I start aimlessly walking around. As I walk around some people I pass stare at me wide eyed, others do double takes but no one says anything to me.
For some reason I feel like this place is supposed to mean something to me but I don't know what. I walk down a series of hallways climb a few stair cases and walk around millions of corners.
Finally I stop at an elevator and push the 'up' button. When the elevator comes down its empty, I climb in pressing a random floor button and the elevator zips towards the sky.
The elevator stops at floor 8. I climb out and step into a glass building with faded splatters of paint on the walls. People are up here too, and as I walk I see that there are apartments up here, that people actually live here.
"This is incredible," I murmur quietly, turning my head around trying to absorb everything I was seeing. Then I banged into something, actually someone.
"Sorry," I say, "I wasn't looking where I was going."
"Don't worry about it-," he starts to say, He being the guy I bumped into, and then he stops talking and just looks at me.
His eyes start to bug out of his head, growing wider and wider the longer he looks at me.
"Oh my gosh," he whispers, then louder; "Oh my gosh, Tris! Tris is that really you, but you're dead....you were dead, I saw you dead. How is this possible, oh my gosh, it's really you," he stammers, then giving me a bear hug. I pull away
"Are you okay?"He asks. I stare at him for a few seconds then ask, "Am I supposed to know you?"
His eyebrows knit together, "It's me, Matthew. Matthew from the Bureau. You don't remember me?! It's only been two years."
"I'm sorry," I say, taking a step back, "But I think you've got the wrong person. My name's Beatrice and I don't know who you are; if we were friends I'd probably remember you."
He has a look of pain flash across his face, but then his eyebrows lift up, like he just got an idea
"Follow me," he says grabbing my hand. For some reason I don't resist. He leads me down a few corridors then stops and talks to someone at a counter for a few minutes.
The person nods and Matthew continues walking. He walks me to the end of the hall and stops again at a wooden door and opens it.
Inside there is a long tray, longer than I am tall and it's attached to a circular, hollow machine with a bunch of buttons and switches on the side.
On instinct I turned and ran for the door, filled with panic. Matthew catches me by the arm before I could get far; it seemed as if he was anticipating my action.
"Tris calm down," he says gently, "it's not one of Jeanine's evil contraptions. This machine is designed to scan your brain; I'm not going to hurt you, okay?"
I take a deep breath. I don't know who Jeanine is, at least I don't remember, but I shouldn't worry, Matthew is probably someone close. He wouldn't hurt me, right? I can trust him, I think.
"Okay," I say, still uneasy
"Good, just sit there okay," he says and points to a chair, "Before we scan your brain I first want to make sure that you're really Tris. They're just going to swab your cheek and do a DNA check."
"Who are they?"
"Doctors and nurses."
"And how will you know that I'm Tris, won't you have to of have a DNA sample of her?"
"Oh, yeah we do, from when we tested your genes."
"Oh, okay."
Just then the door opens and in walks a nurse with a container and a swab.
"I believe that Matthew explained what's going to happen," the nurse asks. I nod; "good" she says "we'll do the brain scan once we make sure that you are Tris." She swabs my cheek and walks away. After about half an hour she comes back.
"Yep, your DNA matches up, you are Tris Prior. We are going to start the procedure now."
She asks Matthew to leave the room and has my changed into a hospital gown she then asks me to lie down on the tray. I fight the urge to run, she doesn't seemed to know that I might. But Matthew promised I'd be okay, so I use all my will to get on to the tray.
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ФанфикIf the tables were turned It's been two years since Tris supposedly died. But now she's back and there's so many questions to be answers; Will she ever be her old self again? Will Tobias remember who she is? How will she cope with the new world? F...
