Chapter 25

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Tris POV

Tomorrow is the day that we put our plan into action. Max, Will and Peter are leading us - Max because he is already a leader, Will because it was his old faction and Peter because he is harsh and ruthless. I need to slip off in around 10 minutes for my "double agent" plan to come off.

I look at my reflecting in the mirror and wipe away the sweat that is forming all over my face. I powder my face, pull on the jumper Lynn gave me for my birthday and make myself a cup of hot chocolate.

By the time I finish my drink, I have to go so I rip off my comfort clothes and put on a more typically dauntless outfit. I grab the door handle, swing the door open and carefully shut it, quietly turning the key in the lock. I pocket the key and set off, my heart cold and my mind determined.

Snowflakes start to drift across the windows of the train as I near the erudite head quarters. I hoist my leaden body up and leap off the train. At a swift pace, I stride towards the giant, blue building. The snowflakes are falling thicker and faster now, creating a soft, crisp white carpet beneath my feet.

In any other circumstance, I would be giggling with joy - I have always adored snow! - but the weight of my mission looms over me, ever dampening my mood. Lost in the shadow of my gloom, I approach my destination and decide that I need to cheer up a bit. You get further with a smile than a frown.

Not a single passing Erudite bothers to take interest in the fact that a dauntless is walking forcefully through their faction and I begin to suspect that they are all under serum control. My suspicions are confirmed when I see my brother. Our shoulders brush, yet he still doesn't look up and when I call his name, not a trace of recognition can be seen of his glazed face.

I sigh and quicken my pace. Why is Jeanine doing this? What does she get out of it? I guess I'll soon find out. My naked fingers trace the door and they identify my print, letting me in. I have come here before but there was no print to find. And how did my fingers know where to go?

THE SNOW! The snow is fake, just a scenic way of letting off toxic fumes which mess with your brain and ultimately make you into a soulless body. NO. I am submitting. I am letting it tell me what to do. I force my eyes to blink and my vision clears marginally, seeing that I have come to the wrong building.

My shoulders heave up and down and I let my brain take me there, not my simulation-controlled feet. Looking back at the people, they all appeared to have no purpose yet they all where headed towards the same point. I quicken my step and come to a door. Swing the door open. Stride up the even stairs. And come to 2 doors - 365a 366b. The days of the year. 365 is normal and 366 is a leap year. I am just guessing that 366 is divergent.

So I grasp the handle and cautiously twist it. Then I realise that there is nothing to loose - I'll probably die anyway. The door swings wide open and I step inside. There, behind the cold white desk, sits my smug looking brother. "Sister. I thought I'd see you here. I have been expecting you." He says mimicking a very old book - made of a VERY old film - that we read as children. I smile a sickly smile to show him that I am not bothered.

"Sister. I know you are divergent. Everyone knows your divergent. And we all knew that you would be the one to come forward. So would you mind standing on this white cross?" He muses, gesturing to a very precisely-drawn chalk cross.

"Not at all." I say with equal confidence as if I was going to be measured for a tailor-made garment, not killed. I don't trust my brother. Maybe they thought it would strike hardest from a relation but really I couldn't care less who killed me. Caleb might though...

"Sister. I would like you to place your hands on the wall behind you. Can you do that for me please?"

"Anything for my brother." I grin

"Promise it won't hurt. Sister."

My vision clouds and my head spins but I stay standing. If this is a test of my divergence I will give them a good show.

A/N Sorry for the short chapter. I am currently at school posting this! (REBEL!) So yh. I didn't want to leave it til too late.

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