a dauntless love

chapter 16

Tobias POV:

I wake up to yells "WAKE UP! JEANINE IS WAITING! UP, UP, UP!" 'What is going on- oh' is the first thing I think. I stand and go to rub the sleep out of my eyes, but instead, I am pulled out the door, by three figures. "Hey! Let me go!" I struggle against their grasp. They drag me to the same lab they brought me to yesterday. I take a mental note of the door number "64"

I walk into the room, "Arh, Hello, Mr Eaton, glad you decided to join us." Jeanine muses to herself. "Today we will be using the data that we collected yesterday, we applied it to our fear serum. We will also be using the aptitude serum on you." She sums up, great, sarcasm seeping into my thought. They bring me over to a metal table and they lie me down. One of the scientists goes to inject me but I stop them "can do it at least" I question. The doctor looks at Jeannine for approval, she nods yes in response and I get handed the needle. I stare at it for a moment. "Before Christmas would be lovely" I here Jeannine say. I glare at here and inject myself, it cant be as bad as yesterday?

I have never been more wrong in my life.

(Simulation)

I stand in not my fear landscape, but Tris's. 'How?' Is all I can think. I am standing in a Field, outside the fence. There is not a speck of wind, which can only mean a storm. The sky is green, and if I didn't know what was about to happen, it could almost be beautiful. Then a crow lands on my shoulder, 'the crows' I think, 'how did Tris face them?' I try to think back to her initiation and here fear simulations, she found a large stick to get them off of her? Yes, that's what she did! My smart Tris. A cloud of black appears in the sky, and it starts dive-bombing towards me. In a matter of seconds, I am swarmed by claws and black feathers. I lose my balance and fall to my knees. I search around me, with my arms outstretched looking for the branch, despite the claws digging into my flesh, and the feathers that I am unfailing. I feel something strong and ruff brush past my fingers, I grab it and start waving it around to get the crows off of me. They fly away and the simulation changes.

I feel cold, and wet and lost. I'm in the ocean, its calm at first, then I see a huge wave appear, a storm starts abruptly and I am pulled under. My limbs are pulled and pushed by the current in all manner of directions. I reach out for something to grab hold of, I feel a rock and I grab a hold of it in desperation and pull myself up onto the shore. I start to run, I see the blood-red moon in the sky, and then it changes again

I'm back in dauntless, in a dark corridor. I start walking down it. I hear shuffling behind me. 'Kidnapping' I know what happens here, I spin around on my heels to come face to face with 4 faceless men. They run towards me and grab my arms. I shake the first two off and punch the third. The fourth comes at me trying to punch me in the face, but I easily dodge it and kick I'm in the back. In an instant, the landscape changes again. I try to count how many I've gone through, Tris has 6. 'Crows, loss of control, kidnapping' that leaves three.

I look around to see I'm in the field again, but I can't move, I look down and see I'm tied to a stake. I see Jeanine, Peter and Marcuse approach me, these are all the people that Tris hates. They all have torches in their hand. 'Burning alive' they touch their torches of Fire to the bottom of the wooden post and it lights up like a match. The flams lick my feet. 'What did Tris do!' I question desperately, 'she brunt the rope off! Of-cores!' I quickly burn off the ropes, I jump out of the flams and run.

I blink and I'm in a new area. I'm in the Pit! I see all of Tris's family, Jeanine, Max and... and me! "Do it!" Jeannine says, handing me a gun. "No," I say. "You have to shoot them, or you die" I know this is just I simulation, but I can't kill Tris's family... or myself. That's just weird. 'But I know I have to do it.' 'They are innocent!' I argue with myself. I lode the gun slowly, and click the bullet into place. I see their faces full of sorrow and pity. "It's ok," her mother says. I close my eyes, point the gun and shoot Four times. 'I'm sorry' I say. I don't want to open my eyes, in fear of what I might see. I drop the gun and walk in the opposite direction, not opening them.