Divergent in Tobias's perspective! Have you ever wondered what is going on in Tobias/Four's mind while you were reading? Well you don't have to wonder anymore. I update very frequently and would love if anyone would read this. It is my first time writing for fun.

The intensity of the flames was overbearing, I could feel sweat run down into my eyes, as I tried to stifle it. "Feed us." The flames seemed to plead. Every inch of my body was set ablaze, sparking and simmering, yet never burning my porcelain skin. My muscles grew taut with strain, my eyes widening as the inferno raged, without any control. It begged and pleaded to burn the town and its people to ashes. I could feel my will breaking, shattering under the passionate bonfire. Before I could let the flames eat though, a cold breath of icy wind broke its way through the furiously brewing fire. Followed by, a pair of muscular arms, that seemed to cool, the beast within my fiery heart. "Shh...it's alright... they're gone, I'm okay." Ian's voice comforted, his skin felt ice cold and yet... electrifying. I sagged back weakly into his strong arms, my fire dying, leaving ash to float softly, to the burnt concrete. Ian held my small form, tightly to his chest, the freezing cold flesh of his arms, against my flushed skin, brought me back to myself. The last thing, I saw before blacking out was his arctic blue eyes, staring deeply into mine with an unconcealed awe.