It's after the choosing ceremony, and You, Crescent, have chosen Dauntless. Leaving your old faction behind. You had cut your hand and let your blood drip into the lit coals and that is all she wrote. Now you follow the group out. You didn't pay attention but there are other faction transfers here too, and Dauntless born too. Among the faction transfers are: Beatris, Christina, Peter, Edward, Albert, Will, Molly, Drew, and Myra.

Most of the way is a blur, except waiting for the train, you were excited, you always watched the Dauntless do this every day and were ready to try it yourself, while others were complaining. The train did come with a blaring horn and bright lights, you ran first, jumping and landing in with perfection. Others not so much having to be pulled in or not landing so pretty.

Jumping out was a different story; you were all coming up on a rooftop that somehow led to the Dauntless Initiation, well... the first part. You, again were the first to jump out, landing with a thud on your feet. Everyone else lands with rougher landings, and one does not make it. Max, a Dauntless leader quirks a brow in surprise and respect but says nothing as he waits for the others to get over the death of the girl who didn't make it.

Four: "Your first initiation is to jump into this hole, if you don't you will fail and be factionless."

He seems to be deadpan.

A few of them seem to want to say something, but Christina says something first.

Christina: "Jump? Seriously?"

They go back and forth a bit and while they get distracted you step to the edge and take a breath jumping.

A net catches you, and you feel relief, a hand reaches you and pulls you out of the net, it was four

Four: "What's your name?"

You hesitate, unsure.

Four: "Think about it, you don't get to pick again. When you got it, tell me and I'll call first jumper."

You nod and take a deep breath ready to answer.