Book Four: Divergent Stories

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A word you dont speak without care, because those people often die in mysterious circumstances. She has her elbows resting on her knees, casual, as she sketches the tattoo I want on transfer paper. Our eyes meet, and I realize: Amar. Amar was aware during simulations, and now hes dead. Amar was Divergent. And so am I. Thanks for the vocabulary lesson, I say. No problem. She returns to her drawing.more...

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Three tall, dark-clothed people stand near the railing below. They are crowded around a fourth, smaller target, and even though I cant see much about them, I know a fight when I see one. Or, I would call it a fight, if it wasnt three against one. One of the attackers wheels around, sees me, and sprints in the other direction. When I get closer I see one of the remaining attackers holding the target up, over the chasm, and I shout, Hey! I see her hair, blond, and I can hardly see anything else. I collide with one of the attackersDrew, I can tell by the color of his hair, orange-redand slam him into the chasm barrier. I hit him once, twice, three times in the face, and he collapses to the ground, and then Im kicking him and I cant think, cant think at all. Four.more...

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If she was real, she would have killed you already. Its okay. Ill just . . . do it. I start toward the table. This ones not so bad. Not as much panic involved. Panic and terror arent the only kinds of fear. There are deeper kinds, more terrible kinds. Apprehension and heavy, heavy dread.more...

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I dont know what she came here for, but if I had to guess, it would be that she chose Dauntless for its freedom. Abnegation would have stifled the spark in her until it died out. Dauntless, for all its faults, has kindled the spark into a flame. Anyway, I say. Your fears are rarely what they appear to be in the simulation. What do you mean? Well, are you really afraid of crows? I grin. When you see one, do you run away screaming? No, I guess not.more...

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I keep thinking separate but equally frantic thoughts. Why does Marcus want to meet with me? Why are the Erudite so involved in Dauntless politics? Does Marcus want to kill me without witnesses, or does he want to warn me about something, or threaten me . . . Who was the candidate they were talking about? I press the heels of my hands to my forehead and try to calm down, though I feel each nervous thought like a prickle at the back of my head. I cant do anything about Max and Jeanine now. What I have to decide now is whether Im going to this meeting tonight. On the day you hated most.more...

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But I know that for every good thing that comes along, there is always a cost. What is the cost of being Dauntless? Hey. I look up and see Shauna knocking on the stone wall like its a door. She grins. This is not quite the victory dance I was expecting. I dont dance, I say. Yeah, I should have known better. She sits across from me, her back against the opposite wall.more...

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And then shes gone, gone with the train. Copyright Katherine Tegen Books is an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers. FOUR: THE INITIATE: A DIVERGENT STORY. Copyright © 2014 by Veronica Roth. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, nontransferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse-engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books. EPub Edition © June 2014 ISBN 9780062285652 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 FIRST EDITION Four: The Son: A Divergent Story THE SMALL APARTMENT is bare, the floor still streaked with broom strokes at the corners.more...

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I find myself feeling it every now and then, when I remember how he gave me my name, how he protected me when he didnt even know me. But most of the time I just feel angry. His death had something to do with Jeanine Matthews and the evaluation of his fear simulation, I know it. And that means that whatever happened is also Erics responsibility, because he overheard our conversation and told his former faction leader about it. They killed Amar, the Erudite. But everyone thinks that he jumped, or fell. Its something a Dauntless would do. The Dauntless have a memorial service for him that evening. Everyone is drunk by late afternoon.more...

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I stare at the dark fabric covering my knee. Why am I wearin black instead of gray? When I lift my head, heMarcusis across from me. For a split second, hes just like the man I saw across the Choosing Ceremony hall not long ago, his eyes dark blue to match mine, his mouth pressed into a frown. Im wearing black because Im Dauntless now, I remind myself. So why am I in an Abnegation house, sitting across from my father? I see the outline of the lightbulb reflected in my empty plate. This must be a simulation, I think. Then the light above us flickers, and he turns into the man I always see in my fear landscape, a twisted monster with pits for eyes and a wide, empty mouth. He lunges across the table with both hands outstretched, and instead of fingernails he has razor blades embedded in his fingertips.more...

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Right now initiates are competing only against the system, striving for a particular score in order to move forward. I think they should be competing against each other for spots in Dauntless. I cant help it; I turn and stare at him. A limited number of spots? In a faction?more...

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