Chapter 41.

                                    

                                          
I'm still surprised about what I just did. The adrenaline is present and like the first time Connor touched me I doubt it is going away soon. As we walk back to the compound Uriah and Zeke playfully bump into one another. Keira and Lynn quietly talk with Lynn occasionally glancing at Marlene. Connor and I walk side by side. "So what were you thinking about doing for a job?" He asks me. The thought of it hasn't crossed my mind until now. I suppose I am an adult now. "I don't know maybe a tattooist like Tori or something." I say. "What about you?" I ask. 
                          
"Maybe intelligence a bit like your brother. Though when he finds out about me and you I think that he will kill me." Connor says jokingly. The mention of Tobias brings me back to his last words "We still have things to talk about...." What things? Is Tris pregnant? Am I adopted? (honestly that is something I hate about myself. My mind gets too worked about these things)
                          
"After knowing Four for a number of years Connor I can tell you he is a little pussy cat once you can get through his very thick interior." Marlene says.
                          
I smile. "Yep I can second that." I say reassuring Connor.
                          
"With you being his little sister you are automatically highly respected here even more so than...Eric." Marlene adds before going back to talking with Shauna. At first I smile but the brute force stops my movement. I frown to myself. "That is something, Tobias must have done something...impressive to be more respected than Eric a Dauntless leader. And for me to come in and get a taste of that respect I doubt will impress Eric very much. I don't think he likes to lose control over things." I think to myself. I am lost in my thoughts until the black haired male bumps into my back. Connor then turns around to face me. "Everything Ok Ruby?" He asks. I nod and run to catch up with him.
                          
When we arrive back to the Pit I am shocked to see several un-organized lines of people. Some in their sleeping clothes, others covered in splatters of yellow and pink paint and some searching for an explanation. Max and Eric stand at the front overlooking us. "Everyone line up and be quiet we are injecting you with a tracking serum to let us know where you are." Max orders. Surprisingly everyone orders. I grab Connor's hand and I get closer to him.
                          
"I have got a bad feeling about this." Connor whispers as we watch people being injected with a brownish-yellow liquid.
                          
"So do I." I respond. I look around frantically for Tobias and Tris but it will be impossible to do so in the crowds of people wearing black. It is like an Abnegation funeral the church is never big enough to fit us all in so we all have to wait outside. Connor loosens his grip on my hand and I hear him curse a foul word. Then I feel a sharp burning pierce in my neck and I also shout a foul word. The sensation burns the blood in my veins and tears begin to form in my arms. Through the blurriness a tall dark figure approaches me. "It hurts huh? Don't worry though the pain is only temporary." A familiar sinister voice tells me. Eric. I put my palm next to my neck to cool down the burn. Eric smiles before he walks away. Is this what Tobias wanted to talk to me about? Because I have a bad feeling about this.
                          
After everyone is injected we all go back to bed. Though I don't sleep, I shouldn't be worrying because I have passed initiation. It has been a few hours since we were all injected and nothing has happened. I am starring at the empty beds and the walls. I begin to fall asleep until I hear the cluttering of metal and people climbing out of their beds.
                          
I quickly pop up like an elastic band, Olivia is getting dressed but there is something off. Her face remains blank with every move and her movements are slow and calculated. She ties her hair up and she turns to look at me, starring at me with her dark eyes and her face is motionless. Something isn't right and others are doing the same. Motionless and getting ready. The spot where I was injected burns and I realize we have all been injected in the hopes of being puppets.