Divergent- Origins (FOR COMPETITION)

Have you ever wondered who was the very first Divergent? And what made them so dangerous in reputation? I implore you. Keep reading. If you want to find out…
(republished for the Divergent fanfic competition)


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“Hurry up!” Lani called.


Her parents were lagging behind, the wind blasting in their faces. Lani could see that the hall was full of people. No one stared at her like she was an alien for once. Maybe Jasmine had just been exaggerating. Or maybe she was telling the truth. Taking a deep breath Lani calmed herself.  She couldn’t show fear. She was in Dauntless. She was brave.

Lani glanced sideways at her parents. They didn’t seem to notice that she was shifting uncomfortably in her seat or that she had to keep running her palms down her ratty jeans to wipe the sweat away. She was just one of the many sixteen year olds that were there that day to choose their future. That test had really shaken her up hadn’t it?

“Lani Gudrun,” the speaker said loudly. Oh boy. She’s missed everything. Was she that scared about what she was going to do? Lani stood up and stepped up towards the bowls set before her. The speaker handed her the knife. The silver glinted in the bright lights of the hall. All eyes were on her. And they were watching her every move.

Slowly Lani held out her hand and positioned it out in front of her. She brought the sharp metal toward her skin but paused. Divergent. She was Divergent. She was powerful. She was dangerous. She could choose. For all she knew she was the only one of her kind and she wasn’t going to waste it on her stupid life choice. Then she cut a few drops of blood and let them fall in the grey stones below her.

People stared. No one, in all the history of the Choosing Ceremony, had ever swapped Factions. People gasped. Lani had her eyes fixed on the red pool mingling with the dull colour of the selflessness she was about to embrace. Had she really done what she thought she just did?

“I chose Abnegation,” Lani told herself in an attempt to convince herself that it was real.

Drake was gaping her but he didn’t say anything. Lani Gudrun was a traitor to the Dauntless. She could now express fear and act in kindness. Drake continued gaping, his mouth resembling that of a fish.

“I chose Abnegation,” Lani told Drake even though Jasmine had told her not to. “Because I’m Divergent.”

“Divergent?” Drake hissed back. He had a wary light in his eyes as if he didn’t quite trust her anymore.

“Yes,” Lani nodded. “I can choose.”


“What’re you mean, you can choose?” Drake snapped. “Of course you can choose. It’s not a dictatorship.”


“No. It means I’m not suited for one thing. I’m different,” Lani said.


“Oh, so you’re all high and mighty now like those Stiffs?” Drake’s dark eyes flashed menacingly.


“I didn’t mean-”


“Forget it, Gudrun. It’s over.”

Lani didn’t know what to say. She’d always suspected Drake would just flick her off like some annoying fly but she hadn’t expected it to happen now. She bit her lip and stared ahead. There was no use crying. He didn’t care.

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