The first person is called up. It's a girl from Candor with bright, orange hair. She takes the knife from the abnegation man and looks at her hand. The her options, one bowl contains glass, for Candor, one contains water, for Eridite,another contains stones, for Abnegation, the next has fire, for Dauntless and the last has dirt, for Amity. She cuts her hand and let's the blood drip over the glass.
I decide to zone out and think about other things. My job at the orchard, my bedroom which I might never see again and my brother who might leave me today.
Before I know it they call my name. I squeeze Logan's hand and walk slowly up. I clasp the knife that the man hands me. I close my eyes and slice my hand it stings but I'm used to pain.
I look to the dirt then the fire, then the dirt again. I breath in deeply and stick my hand over the fire and squint my eyes shut. I am Dauntless.
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I leave the area and go stand with the other Dauntless. I feel out of place in my colorful dress while there all wearing black, but I feel as if I belong here. I may be weak but I am brave.
"Logan Piper" the man calls.
I want to cry. I can't because in with the Dauntless now but I never got to say good bye. I know he will pick Amity, he's too kind not too. Although what he said this morning makes me unsure.
He sliced his hand.
Looks at the bowls.
He raises his hand and places is over the fire bowl.
He is Dauntless as well.
What? I am in absolute shock when he starts waking over. Did he do this because I chose Dauntless? Is he protecting me? Or was this his plan all along? I have no idea. And right now, I don't care. He runs up to me and I hug him tightly.
"I thought I would ever see you again" I exclaim not letting go.
"Me too" he says and hugs me tighter.
'Don't cry Ethel, Don't cry!' I order myself mentally.
The rest if the ceremony lags on until we are dismissed. Our parents didn't come to say goodbye. I saw mother coming over but dad pulled her away, his face had bruises on it from Logan. I laughed a little to myself picturing Logan hitting him. Maybe this is the right place for me. I nearly start walking to the bus when I remember that the Dauntless catch the train. I've watched them plenty of times as the speed past and jump off without stopping. Never did I think I would ever do the same. I look around to the other Dauntless initiates. There are eleven dauntless born initiates and ten transfers. Two from Amity, four from Erudite and four from Candor.
"Rare to get a hippie transfer let alone two!" A Dauntless initiate says in our face and they all start laughing. Some of the other places call us 'hippies' to tease us saying that our kindness is pointless.
The train is coming past and we have to jump on. I look at Logan and smile. I get the feeling this could be fun. I grab the railing and swing in but end up falling on my knees. Overall I'm proud of hat I've done. I quickly get up and help some others I the train by grabbing their hands. The Dauntless initiates got on like it was as simple as brushing your teeth. I guess to them it was, they did it twice a day at least.
I catch my breath and sit on the floor against the wall. Logan sits down next to me panting. A girl with beautiful, straight, black hair and pale skin sits across from us. Judging from her clothes she is from Candor. I stick my hand out for her to shake it, in Amity we are accustom to the various greetings used in different factions, the Dauntless greet each other by shaking hands.
"Hi I'm Ethel," I say "and this is my brother Logan. " They shake hands.
"Hi I'm Nora. " she replies.
She looks to me, then him, then me again.
"Are you guys twins?" She asks.
Logan and I laugh and nod out heads.
A boy comes breathless and sits next to Nora. He has a soft looking mop of light brown hair that's swept to one side.
"Hey Finn. " she says.
"Hi. " he breaths.
He catches his breath and looks to us. He has a puzzled look on his face when he looks at me, like he's trying to remember something.
"Ethel right?" He says.
"Yeah. " I say surprised at him knowing my name, we could've been in the same class but I didn't really have any friends. Most people teased me calling me 'mad' , 'crazy' or 'insane lunatic'. Ever since I broke down once in class when someone mentioned my parents.
I shake his hand and give him a confused expression.
"I sat behind you in faction history. " he explains. "I'm not a stalker if that's what you're thinking. " he says and then we all laugh.
"I'm her brother Logan. " Logan introduces himself and they shake hands. There has been a lot of shaking hands in this train trip.
When we arrive the train doesn't slow down a bit. I look at the tall roof top and the gap in between. My stomach lurches. I've always had a thing with heights. I take a deep breath but it comes out shaky. Logan takes my hand.
"On three" he says.
"One"
"Two"
"Three!"
We jump and there's the suspense and the I let go of his hand and fall. Landing on two feet and stumbling onto my hands. I stand up and brush my hands of on my dress. Finn and Nora jump off and land on there feet but both stumble and fall over.
"We'll that wasn't so bad!" I exclaim.
Then I hear screaming and see that a girl from Candor is being held back from the edge by a boy. I look over the edge and see an body at the bottom. Someone didn't make it. I take it it was her brother. I walk away unable to bear it, now there are nine transfers. I make my way over to where everyone else is.
They are crowded around two Dauntless in black clothes. One introduces himself as Max, the other doesn't say her name. They explain that we have to jump off the building into a seemingly bottomless pit.
"What's down there?" A girl with dark hair, green eyes and glasses says looking down. Trust the Erudite to ask the questions.
"We'll find out soon enough. " Max says.
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Ethie's Story -A Divergent Fanfic
Novela JuvenilThis is the story of a young girl who is living in the Amity faction, her dad abused her from when she was young and she wants to escape from him. But, when the time comes, will she be brave enough to leave her old life behind?