divergent application

Oh god oh god oh god. What am I going to do?


Korrine was currently working on pulling her hair out by the roots, fists clenched far too tightly in the blonde locks. She knew she wouldn't have any aptitude for Abnegation, that much was pretty freakin' obvious. But there was no way in hell the girl had expected to test for Candor, Erudite, and Dauntless. Three factions. Three.


Letting herself fall back on her plain bed in her plain room in her plain house, the not-so-average-as-you-thought girl let her mind drift back to Testing Day. 

She had walked through the door biting her lip, glancing around for any friendly faces, of which there were none. The other kids tended to stay away from her in Abnegation, they considered her to be a bad influence and as such she'd never been able to make any friends. Blue eyes locked on an open table, and the petite blonde in  her simple gray robe moved toward it with tentative steps, careful as always not to draw attention to herself. Someone always notices you though, don't they? This time, it happened to be two Dauntless girls with hard, cold eyes. As soon as they realized that the 'Stiff' was going to sit at a table near their faction, they'd jumped up to steal it away from her with mocking grins. From beneath the hood of her grey robe the girls blue eyes lit up with fury at the other's behavior. Still, she turned away without a word. 

"Korrine Ackerman" Oh. That was her name, wasn't it. The girl lifted her head from her arms, forcing herself to rise to her feet. For the last few hours she'd been sitting in the same spot in a corner of the room. Those that had asked her questions had been given the standard Abnegation reply. "So that others may sit, of course." The words had tasted bitter in her mouth every time she'd had to utter them. In truth, all Korrine wanted to do was shove someone out of their seat so that she herself could be comfortable. That kind of thinking was exactly why she wasn't going to end up staying in Abnegation with her family. She would miss her mom and dad, but most of all Korrine would miss her younger sister, Kenley. They were best friends, and despite the fact that she had never really fit in with the other Abnegation, Kenley had never judged her, the young girl had simply accepted the fact that her sister was different, and that there was nothing that could change the outcome. 

"Korrine Ackerman!" Shit! She'd been so caught up in her thoughts that Korrine had stopped walking in the middle of the room, causing the eyes of its occupants to stare up at her. Some gazes, she noted, were filled with pity, while others where silently mocking and laughing the little Stiff that had dishonored her faction by drawing attention to herself. Squaring her shoulders, Korrine continued forward, following a rather rude and impatient black-haired woman in blue down yet another hall and through a door. Inside the room stood a large table with wires and such attached to it. Korrine couldn't help but falter in her steps. The Erudite woman turned back to her, giving her a small smile. "Alright, dear. If you'll lay down here we'll go ahead and get started." With no other choice the blonde obeyed, heart pounding as she laid down on the chair-like structure. Korrine stared at the vial of liquid the woman handed to her for a moment before drinking it down. She closed her eyes, and when they opened next she was on a bus. Korrine blinked, wondering idly what she was supposed to do here when she heard the sound of the bus doors opening. A man that looked to be in his 40's limped onto the bus, obviously looking for a seat though there were none available. Despite years of selflessness being driven into her by the Abnegation, Korrine stayed seated, her hands clenched together tightly in her lap.

Where one scene faded, the next appeared. This time, Korrine was in a crowded hallway. She stood there, watching with amusement while one of the Dauntless girls from earlier stalked up to her and began poking her in the chest. Her fists clenched, and though she didn't know how to fight Korrine wanted to do nothing more than slam her curled hand into the larger girls nose. Still, she figured that she didn't have a chance in winning against a Dauntless-born girl. So, instead of throwing a punch Korrine merely stood there, her face void of all emotion, letting the words flow right off her back. The scene faded. 

Next, she stood before two baskets. One held a knife, while the other a hunk of cheese. Out of nowhere, a voice commanded her to choose. Looking around, Korrine frowned before asking, "Why?" The disembodied voice simply shouted for her to choose louder this time. Already tired of the stupid test, the blonde simply crossed her arms over her chest. "No. And you can't make me, either."  

Korrine gasped as her eyes flew open. Blinking, she felt her the blood drain out of her face at the look of awe and fear the Erudite woman had. "What? What is it?" The Erudite shook her head, causing Korrine's eyes to narrow dangerously. "Tell me!" The woman yelped, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose before speaking. "Well, you tested out of both Amity and Abnegation. You're not selfless nor are you very peaceful. However, Candor, Erudite, and Dauntless were unable to be ruled out." Korrine merely stared, dumbfounded. "So... What does that mean?" The woman swallowed. "It means you're Divergent, dear." 

Korrine had been in the testing room for nearly another hour while the Erudite woman explained to her exactly what being Divergent meant. When she had finally exited, the blonde was unable to speak. The Erudite, whose name she had learned was Amelia, had promised her that she would change Korrine's results to show that she tested into Dauntless. When Korrine had asked why, Amelia had simply shrugged and explained that she had been born Dauntless, but her quest for knowledge had caused her to transfer to Erudite. Despite the vague feeling of uneasiness in her stomach, Korrine had decided to trust her. For now. 

And that's how she ended up here, on her bed, ripping her hair out by the roots. Groaning, the blonde flopped over onto her stomach. She grumbled at the knock on her door, not wanting to be bothered though her pensive mood soon changed as she caught sight of her younger sister, Kenley standing in the doorway. "Hey, big sis, it's time to go.." The younger girl had tears in her large blue eyes, and despite her usual aversion to hugging Korrine pulled her sister into her arms. "It'll be okay, kiddo, I promise. I can't stay here, but you can come with Mom and Dad on Visiting Day to see me, alright?" Kenley nodded against her sisters shoulder, causing the taller girl to smile. Taking a deep breath, Korrine pried herself from her sisters grip and walked away.

At The Hub, Korrine couldn't help but smile. Technically, today was the start of the rest of her life. She'd given a lot of thought as to which faction she would choose, but she hadn't quite decided as of yet. All she really knew was that she couldn't choose Abnegation or Amity, there was no way she was going to spend the rest of her life in a faction she had no attributes for. It wasn't too long before Korrine's name was being called, she was an A-name after-all. The blonde was a bit unsteady as she stood, taking small steps up to the raised platform. 

Korrine stood for a few moments, barely noticing the knife that was pressed into her hand. She simply stared down at the five bowls before her, gaze traveling between coal, glass, and water. Taking a deep breath, she brought the knife to the palm of her right hand, slicing the skin there swiftly and efficiently. Korrine paused for a moment, looking out into the sea of parents to lock eyes with hers one last time before she betrayed them completely. With her eyes closed firmly, the blonde moved her hand over the Dauntless bowl, allowing the binding drops of blood to fall into the still-burning coals. 

Korrine didn't register walking down from the alter to surprised gasps and murmurs, it wasn't often that an Abnegation transferred out, and into Dauntless, no less. The blonde didn't notice much of anything until she was roughly poked in the side by a Dauntless girl. "C'mon, Stiff, time to catch the train." Some of the surrounding Dauntless laughed, and Korrine glowered irritably as they pushed past her, forcing her to run in order to keep up. Though she'd seen the Dauntless jump from the train plenty of times, Korrine had never thought she'd be jumping onto it with them one day. The girl watched those that went before her carefully, and with an ease that surprised her the now former Abnegation leaped, landing safely inside. "Ch. Not bad. For a Stiff, that is." The voice was taunting, but Korrine refused to let it get to her, instead choosing to watch the passing scenery. It hadn't been too long before they were in Dauntless territory. The train was swiftly approaching a roof, and Korrine could just barely make out figures on it, their whooping voices nearly drowned out by the wind. 

With practiced skills, the Dauntless jumped from the train, landing firmly on their feet on the roof below. Korrine leaped with the rest of them, unwilling to be the last one off the train at the risk of being called a Stiff again. Unused to such landing, the girl tripped, her boding careening forward until she was stopped by a booted foot. "Watch it. Stiff." Fists clenching, Korrine pushed herself up from the ground, dusting off her now tattered grey clothing. When she got a chance to look at her surroundings, she was immediately worried. Before the entire group was a large, gaping hole, and one lone man stood facing everyone. "Alright then. You are all new initiates, that means you will be tested. You've already passed two, though not all of you managed to get on and off the train intact. Still, casualties are to be expected. Now, since the Dauntless-born initiates have had to do this plenty of times, the Transfers get to go first." Korrine took a breath, stepping forward with the other Faction Transfers though she chose to stay towards the back of the group. The man began speaking once more. "All you have to do is jump, so, whose going to go first?" 

No one moved a muscle. Did he seriously expect them to jump without knowing what in the hell was down there first? The transfers looked among themselves, as if silently daring someone to ask, or jump. After nearly five minutes of absolute nothing, the Dauntless-born initiates began to grumble about stupid transfers this and wussies that. Korrine glowered, something that was rapidly becoming a habit for her, it seemed. She took one step forward, and then another, shoving her way through the gathered group. "I'll go first." There were some gasps, and some snickers, but Korrine payed them no heed. The man, who must have been a trainer or leader of some sort, waved her forward. Stepping to the thresh-hold, Korrine leaned forwards for a moment, the wind whipping her blonde curls around her face. The girl turned so her back was to the darkness. Then, she fell into oblivion.