Divergent - Sonic Style (The Story)

Making The Choice (Part 1)

Crimson
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All of the Erudite have now chosen. It is now the turn of the Dauntless dependants.
Me included.
"Justine."
A cat called Justine walks up to the bowls. The man offers her the knife, and she slits her wrist. We all watch as she looks at the bowls. She squeezes her hand, and her blood falls into a bowl.
"Dauntless."
The first Dauntless-born initiate.
A few more names are called out after her, and I still wait, anxiously.
"Crimson."
My turn.
I walk over to the bowls, where the Abnegation man offers me the knife, which I take. "Thanks."
I look at the bowls before slitting my wrist. If my test tells me to remain Dauntless, then so be it.
I let my blood drip into one of the bowls, watching as it sizzles on the coals.
"Dauntless."
The Dauntless roar at the top of their voices.
I'm not going anywhere.

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Lea-Anne
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"Lea-Anne."
This is it. My choice.
Dauntless, or Erudite.
I know my brother is carefully watching. He'd want me to stay with him in Dauntless. It's where our family is.
I take the knife and walk over to the bowls. I glance at the pale water of Erudite, then at the burning hot coals of Dauntless.
But where should I let my blood fall?
I slit my wrist and squeeze my hand above the bowl containing the coals. As my blood sizzles, I breathe a sigh of relief.
"Dauntless."
The Dauntless cheer like they did for Crimson. When I walk back to them, I see my brother, who pulls me into his embrace.
I promised him I wouldn't leave. I know he'll keep me safe.
Dauntless is my home. My refuge.
My faction.
And here I will stay.