The Factionless Born

Everyone seemed to have had the choice, the decision to decide where they belonged. Everyone except for us; the factionless born. Born without a faction of origin, without a purpose. Maybe one day things will be different. We will have something to live for. The end of the system, the beginning of something new.


1. Factionless


     Today was the day that every sixteen year-old had to choose their faction. Every sixteen year-old already in a faction. This rule didn't apply to us; the factionless. Whether we didn't already make the cut, or we were born without a faction. 


     "There here!" Someone yelled over the train as it rode past. The ones that chose Dauntless are usually the first to be factionless, they were too afraid to take that first jump. Everyone began making their way towards the track. "Jump!" A few were yelling, others just waited silently. 


     A boy came tumbling out of the train. Amity. "Are there any others?" I peeked out of the corner of my eye, it was Charles. I just shrugged. Many know what it would mean to be factionless, we don't get many cowards who were afraid. Most of them were forced out because they didn't make the cut. 


     No one else jumped from the train. "I guess he's the only one." Charles shrugged leaving me pondering. I could have had the choice he had. To decide my faction, if I were born into one. Today I would have had to choose, just like the Amity boy, but I wouldn't have coward out. I watch as the amity boy is led by Sanders to the Sanders was once Amity himself.


     We find it best if the newest factionless were shown to their new home by someone who used to be from their faction of origin. 


     "You coming Riley?" I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned. Her face was dark skinned and had black frizzy hair. It was Danielle, former Erudite, along with Charles. I nodded. "Just give me a minute." 


     I walked through the thick crowd. It was getting more and more crowded here it seemed like. I finally reached the opposite side of the building. "James!" I shouted over the noise. It was another train. 


     His eyes met mine, but only for a second before returning to work. He was once a former Erudite, chose his faction of origin on the day of the choosing. Turns out he wasn't as smart as he thought he was. But he did in fact learn enough to help us earn some sort of idea of what the Erudite don't have, have, and where they have it. 


     We had recently discovered the Erudite were searching for the Divergent not only within the factions, but the factionless as well. We need James to help us figure out why. 


     "James, Evelyn needs a report." He twitched. He has a nervous twitch, he said he had the condition ever since he was a child. He never told us why. "Their control." 


     "What?" He turned to face me again. "The Divergent were given the results of more than one faction. Therefore their minds work a little differently, less predictable than a non-Divergent."


     I shrug, "so what?" He sighs. He doesn't have much patience when explaining things to us who hadn't originated from his faction, I admire that about him, makes him seem less Erudite. 


     "It means they won't be able to tell what their next move is. They can't tell if they will or won't obey orders when they are given." I nod in understanding. "Thanks James, Evelyn will be happy knowing this." I say almost sarcastically. Evelyn was one of only few who had decided to leave their factions for the factionless by choice. I hated that those who were given the chance to fit in decided not to, If I had that chance... I would've taken it.

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