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of five leaders of the Dauntless. We take the initiation
She points at my mother. “She’s a council member’s wife is what she is. She runs the ‘volunteer agency’ that supposedly helps the factionless. You think I don’t know that you’re just hoarding goods to distribute to your own faction while we don’t get fresh food for a month, huh? Food for the factionless, my eye.” “I’m sorry,” my mother says gently. “I believe you are mistaken.” “Mistaken. Ha,” Cara snaps.
Wait i wonder if four is that guys son who “abandoned” his dad/the faction?? Thatd explain why he was weird about her mom recognizing him
“Mom,” I say. “Mom, how do you know where you’re going?” She stops next to a locked door and stands on her tiptoes, peering at the base of the blue lamp hanging from the ceiling. A few seconds later she nods and turns to me again. “I said no questions about me.
Omg her mom was dauntless born? divergent too? Thats why she knows about initiation
“Ranked?” I say. “You know that I’ve been fighting? You know that I’m ranked?” “It isn’t top-secret information, how the Dauntless initiation process works.” I don’t know how easy it is to find out what another faction does during initiation, but I suspect it’s not that easy. Slowly, I say, “I’m close to the bottom, Mom.” “Good.” She nods. “No one looks too closely at the bottom. Now, this is very important, Beatrice: What were your aptitude test results?” Tori’s warning pulses in my head. Don’t tell anyone. I should tell her that my result was Abnegation, because that’s what Tori recorded in
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“I can’t go visit your brother, but you can, when initiation is over. So I want you to go find him and tell him to research the simulation serum. Okay? Can you do that for me?”
“One of the lines I remember from the Dauntless manifesto is, ‘We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.’”
Maybe Dauntless was formed with good intentions, with the right ideals and the right goals. But it has strayed far from them. And the same is true of Erudite, I realize. A long time ago, Erudite pursued knowledge and ingenuity for the sake of doing good. Now they pursue knowledge and ingenuity with greedy hearts. I wonder if the other factions suffer from the same problem. I have not thought about it before.
“We were initiates together. I was bad at fighting, so he taught me every night after everyone was asleep.” She scratches the back of her neck, her expression suddenly serious. “Nice of him.”
My second choice for him is abnegation born
At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family. My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet. I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.
but its okay to have both
reveal who the Divergent rebels are, if there are any, so we will have to examine the footage several times to be sure.” The word “Divergent” makes me go cold. I lean forward, my back pressed to the stone, to see who the familiar voice belongs to. “Don’t forget the reason I had Max appoint you,” the voice says. “Your first priority is always finding them. Always.” “I won’t forget.” I shift a few inches forward, hoping I am still hidden. Whoever that voice belongs to, she is pulling the strings; she is responsible for Eric’s leadership position; she is the one who wants me dead.
Tori? Idk
“You’re as bad as the Candor, you know that?” He grabs my arm and drags me away from the drinking fountain.
Lol my thoughts too
And he wears the gray clothes of the Abnegation. “Marcus,” I whisper. “Here’s the part,” Four says, his voice shaking, “where you figure out my name.” “Is he . . .” I look from Marcus, who walks slowly toward us, to Four, who inches slowly back, and everything comes together. Marcus had a son who joined Dauntless. His name was . . . “Tobias.”
I KNEW IT
Marcus shows us his hands. A belt is curled around one of his fists. Slowly he unwinds it from his fingers. “This is for your own good,” he says, and his voice echoes a dozen times.
OOOOOF this never occurred to me. Believing Its for good doesnt make it true
“You got me through it,” he says finally. “Well.” My throat is dry. I try to ignore the nervous electricity that pulses through me every second he touches me. “It’s easy to be brave when they’re not my fears.”
Ordinary bravery
