**WARNING**
Some mild violence...I will not be warning you again unless it is more violent than this chapter. Enjoy!

The young woman in front of me had disappeared behind the door of the test room about 10 minutes before and I was still waiting. There was now one Amity, three Dauntless and two Abnegation behind me. None of us talked, and none of us looked at each other. You could feel the pressure of the moment growing each second we waited.

I inhaled sharply, then exhaled slowly. I lifted my head up and glanced around at the other young people, all of us preoccupied in our own way, but completely silent. Some looked worried, some looked relaxed. Some stepped from one foot to the other, shifting nervously, some fiddled with their hands, and still others stared broodingly off into space.

A clicking, snapping noise echoed through the room and the door two lines to my left opened. A quaint Abnegation woman with silver in her hair stepped out from the doorway.

"Next please."

A tall young man from Amity strode forward and into the testing room, while the small woman shut the door behind him. I breathed. The door to my right opened and I jumped a little. A tall, broad-shouldered man in tight black clothing came out and ordered, "next!"

A tiny girl from Candor looked up at him in awe and fear, frozen to the spot. The man rolled his eyes in annoyance, "well, we know you aren't Dauntless, come on!" and with that he reached out and grabbed her wrist. That seemed to break the spell that was upon her and she curtly yanked her hand away and glared up at the big man, stomping past him and into the room.

It was as though the very room held its breath at the tiny girl being so brash with the Dauntless man, so obviously in authority. Instead of anger though, surprise seemed to be uppermost on his face as he still continued to hold onto the door handle. Slowly, a smirk crossed his features as he lazily and quietly closed the door. Everyone let out the breath they were holding.

I looked back at the door in front of me. I felt a question pressing at my brain and I closed my eyes in frustration. Questions were dangerous.

That never did stop you from thinking them.

I looked up and to the right as though I was rolling my eyes at myself. I hated how I was always grilling and berating myself for my own thoughts.

Even as I thought this, the taunting question wound its way into my consciousness: what was I always feeling?

Fear.

Why? Why was I always afraid? Why was everyone afraid of things going wrong or being out of line? We had found peace and comfort in our society. Everything worked! Everyone was happy...right?

If our society was so perfect and at peace, why were we so afraid?

The door in front of me swung open and I was face to face with a young man dressed in grey. I'd seen him around school when I was little, he was about 5 years older than me. He had been in Candor: why did I remember so much about him?

Oh that's right...

My heart sunk into my abdomen.

My first crush that wasn't so secret...

I felt my face flame until it hurt. I didn't even hear him say "next", I just walked straight into the room. I looked ahead and to the left: all the left wall was a solid mirror. It temporarily stunned me with its shimmering beauty. I let my gaze travel along until it reached my own reflection. I looked at my orange skirt and yellow top with a simple necklace and into my own green eyes. I could see my blush in the mirror and that reminded me of the extremely handsome man who was also in the room.

I looked at him quickly and searched for any sign of recognition. Maybe he wouldn't remember me. Maybe I could get through this without remembering the day my grade three friends told his eighth grade self about my "undying affection" for him...in front of me. Sure I had a crush, but I never said that... I never did know how he reacted because I ran away and cried and cried. And avoided him from that day forward. It wasn't hard. He went to second level schooling a few months later and I never saw him again.

And now here we are. He was staring down at me with a curious look on his face.

"Hey Lils, how's it going?"

So much for him not remembering me...I'd forgotten about that nickname. He seemed to remember it well enough...

"I'm good Adam, and you?"

"So you do remember me? Not too bad, thanks. Are you all ready for your test today?"

He's treating me like an incapable child.

I straightened my shoulders and looked him squarely in the eye, my fear melting away in the face of my annoyance. The smirk wasn't just on his lips, it was all over his handsome face. When I didn't answer immediately, he kept talking,

"My, my, my, how you have grown up!" He snapped his tongue off of his teeth, grinning at me. He was...ogling me?! What was this? He was such a nice boy, how is he Abnegation and...like this? I felt my anger rise even higher as I felt him survey my body, face, hair.

"I should make your results Abnegation just so I can get to know you again, Lils."

I felt my skin crawl as I sensed his body close to mine when he passed behind me. He flicked my hair with his finger in a way that anyone watching would see as playful, but with that look in his eye... I knew different.

I spun around quickly to face him. His face hardened as I spit out the first thing that popped into my head, "what happened to you?"

Wow.

I must be stressed.

No filter, obviously.

"What do you mean?" He leaned forward just enough for me to see his collar had a blue stripe underneath the grey Abnegation jacket he wore. I felt myself smirking. Still a rebel, even in Abnegation. He now had a more menacing gleam in his eye when I looked back up from his collar. Rather than scare me, it confused me.

Is this for real? I haven't seen a guy in years and the first time I see him it's like a scene from one of those soap operas we learned about in history class!

I decided to play it cool. "Oh, you know, just the whole talking to me stuff. You never did that when we were kids." I made sure to put the emphasis on the "we" as I put my hands in the air, palms up, and shrugged.

"You didn't look like this then."

Ok, I am officially uncomfortable...when did he become such a pervert?

I looked up at him in disbelief. He reached out towards me, but before I could react, the examination door swung open and a young woman from Erudite poked her head in.

"Adam, Jeanine requests your presence immediately."

Surprisingly, I watched Adam swallow with nervousness and follow the girl without hesitation. He looked back over his shoulder though and winked at me while mouthing something I couldn't make out. The girl watched him like a hawk until he exited the room and then turned to me.

"Don't touch anything. Someone will be with you shortly. You may have a seat on the examination chair while you wait," and she was gone.

Once the door shut I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

"That was SO weird!" I said aloud to the room. My voice echoed strangely. There was absolutely nothing in the room except for a small stand where computer machinery was whizzing and beeping softly, and a chair that looked like it belonged at the dentist's. There was a shelf beside the electronics stand filled with tiny jars of liquids and a container that said, "DANGER: sharps". Needles maybe?

I had nothing better to do so I swivelled around and stared at the beautiful mirror again. Something about mirrors, glass, water, crystals, they were so delicate, and beautiful, yet majestic and powerful. I had always been drawn to them.

I walked up to the mirror wall, remembering not to touch it, but I held up my hand and smiled at my reflection. As I lowered my hand, I heard the door open.

I cringed a little, waiting for Adam's voice, trying to figure out a way to handle this in a calm, mature and non-evasive manner. I turned my head to the left and opened my mouth to say something when I saw who it was.

His clothing was black, so therefore he was Dauntless, but there was something about his face...

"Why hello there! How's Lacy?" It was one of the younger Dauntless that had helped me with the tomatoes when they had dropped on the leader's shoes.

"Oh wow, she's good, thanks!" I smiled in greeting and held out my hands. He could shake my hand or give me a hug, it was up to him. He opted for a hug. He had to bend quite low to hug me, and afterwards he pulled back smirking. I looked up at him.

"What? What's so funny?" I questioned as he chuckled.

"You seem to know everybody here!"

I laughed now too, "yes! It would seem like it!"

He suddenly pulled an emotionless mask over his facial features and pointed to the chair.

"Sit. My name is Colby, I will be administering your test today."

I  walked silently over to the chair and sat down. Colby followed me and began selecting different vials until he seemed to find what he was looking for.

"Drink up," he said as he handed the small glass to me.

I gave him a funny look and he rolled his eyes in mock annoyance before giving me a reassuring smile. I looked down at the aqua coloured liquid and then closed my eyes as I touched it to my lips and downed it in one gulp. It tasted like cough syrup, but had a sickeningly sweet aftertaste and a definite metallic flavour.

I instantly felt sick and like the world was swirling. I gripped the seat of the chair to try to steady myself as I heard Colby speaking, like he was far away, even though I could see him only a foot away.

"You will be presented with a series of decisions. How you handle each choice will determine which faction you belong in. Good luck."

And it all went hazy. So hazy everything looked grey and I couldn't make out what was in front of me. Suddenly I was falling, the chair was no longer underneath me and I gasped. I grabbed for anything around me and as suddenly as it had started, I was again seated in the chair. Everything was exactly the same, but Colby was gone.

Confused, I sat straight up and held my head in my hands. "Maybe it didn't work on me," I said aloud, "but...but Colby's gone. Did he leave me alone?" I got carefully up from the chair and went towards the door, I was going to ask for help.

Suddenly, the door is gone and there's mirrors. Mirrors absolutely everywhere. I can see myself multiplied by a million in every direction.

"This is so cool!" I giggled with relief, I must be in the simulation then.

Ok, where are my choices? Bring it on!

I was surprised at my joy and energy. I felt like I could take on the world. A voice spoke into the silence;

"Choose."

I looked around and saw a slice of meat on a plate and on another plate, a knife. I thought fast.

Meat represents food. Will I need food? Or maybe I will need to protect myself. If I pick the knife, I can always use it to get food.

I grasped the knife and felt it's heavy handle in my hand. I wrapped my long fingers around it and waved it back and forth, seeing how it moved and how my muscles reacted to the weight.

I hear a low growl come from behind me, towards the far corner of the room. I whip around to see a large dog. A wolf maybe? I thought we extinguished wolves from our world. The dog was snarling and growling. I could feel the vibration from its chest inside of me. It kept approaching slowly, slowly, and I stood my ground, holding the knife the way I'd read to hold it, pointed down and away from my own body.

The dog was within jumping distance, but instead of just waiting for it to come closer I moved to the right. It moved to its right, still snarling and frothing. I kept moving and now we were circling each other. I felt sweat come between the grip on the handle of the knife and my hand and I willed my heart to stay calm.

The dog tired of his game and barked viciously, jumping at the last second. I raised my knife, but ducked out of the way, making the dog jump past me.

I spun on my toes and waited for a counterattack, but the dog was mysteriously gone and in its place, a small blue box on a low table. I was deathly curious for some reason, like a magnetic pull from some unknown source was making me take a look. But I stopped myself.

What's in it? Will it hurt me?

Gingerly, I poked the box with my knife. When nothing moved, I used the knife blade to lift the lid. Nothing. I took a step closer and peered into the box. Inside was a beautiful necklace with matching earrings. They were emerald, but in the very centre of the box was a diamond the size of my fist. I gasped in delight at the gems shimmering in all their glory underneath the bright lights in the room. Jewellery of this kind was only seen in books...and rumoured to exist in wealthy Erudite ladies' wardrobes. As I moved closer I was startled by a small voice,

"What are you doing?"

I jerked my head up to see a tiny girl from Abnegation staring at me quizzically. She smiled at me and I smiled back.

"Would you like to see what's in here?" I waved her over. She nodded emphatically and stepped over to the box.

"Ohhh, so pretty!" she squealed in delight. Her eyes sparkled as she clasped her hands.

I smiled at the little girl. She reminded me of an older version of Lacy. Just as I was about to look in the box again, I heard an unearthly growl. The dog-wolf was back and twice it's size as it rose up from behind the little girl. She must've heard it too because she stood up straight and began to turn around,

"DON'T move," I said as I carefully moved around the small table. The dog's eyes never left the little girl as it took step by measured step, closer to her trembling body. As I moved I grabbed the box with the jewels in it and pulled it towards me until it fell off the table in a crash, causing the dog to acknowledge me for the first time. It looked at me furiously and then back at the little girl, who had jumped in fright at the loud noise I had created and was now staring at me as I faced the dog.

I was now at the side of the table. Only two more steps and I'd be in between the girl and the wolf-dog. But the dog didn't want to wait that long.

In one mammoth jump, it landed on the little girl, knocking her down against the small table as she screamed. I stood there in shock as it sunk its fangs into her shoulder and began to shake the poor shrieking girl.

Something inside me snapped and I let out my own shriek as raised my knife above my head with both hands, plunging it into the savage creature's back, behind the shoulder and a little to the right.

The dog yelped like it was a puppy and immediately let go of the bleeding girl, frantically pawing away from me. I thought extremely strange for a savage dog to behave like that, but then turned my attention to the wounded girl.

I knelt down beside her as I talked softly, trying to calm her as well as myself. I looked up, trying to think of my next step as my only weapon was hilt deep in the dog's back. I looked over to where the dog had run and gasped.

Instead of a vicious wolf-dog, there was a tiny puppy, maybe a month or two old, dying in its own blood, the knife clear through it. It was whimpering pitifully, punctuated with a soft yelp of pain.

I turned my widening eyes from the grotesque scene and back to the bleeding girl in front of me. Her eyes were glassy and intense as she cried.

"Am I going to be ok? Am I gonna die?!" She whispered in a strangled voice as her eyes never left mine.

"No, no, hush, it's ok, we will get you cleaned up." I tore my skirt bottom and used it to try to stanch the bleeding. I looked again up at he dog and it was suddenly gone. I looked back down at the girl, but instead of my hands on a mangled shoulder, they were clasped over something hard. I removed my still bloody hands to find that they were around a diamond, the diamond from the box. My breathing became laboured as I looked around mystified, a feeling of panic threatening to overcome my consciousness.

So there I knelt, my bloody hands clutching the exquisite diamond, trying to grasp some reality. I heard something in front of me and I raised my head in time to see snarling, frothing canines bared and claws extended, coming straight for my face. I did the only thing I could. I threw the diamond right into its vicious throat and covered my head with my arms as I fell completely to the ground.

"Lily? Lily!" I opened my eyes and everything was foggy.

"What?..." I could see something hovering over me. I gasped and flung myself off of what I was laying on and screamed as I thrashed to get away.

"Lily! Stop! It's ok, it's over, it was just a simulation, you're ok!" The fog was beginning to clear and I felt my stomach flip. I looked up and finally made out Colby's concerned features. All the stress of the sim hit me at once and I just pulled my knees to my chest and started to cry.

"Sh, it's ok, you're ok," Colby soothed and I felt a hand on my knee and an arm around my back. After a few sobs I began to try to pull myself together.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it was so real!" I sniffed a couple more times. "What was my result?"

Colby looked deep into my swollen eyes as if he was looking for something. I wrinkled my forehead as I waited, letting go of my knees so I could start to stand up. Colby helped me stand and I turned to him, still waiting for him to speak.

Instead of talking, he turned away from me and went back to the computer stand.

"It's a bit more complicated than that, I'm afraid."

Ooooo, what do YOU think her result was? I'm kinda staying with the theme behind Divergent, but I'm also doing what I want...cuz I'm the author and I can!!! Lol, as always, please comment, vote and share if you think it's worth it!! :)