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[h1][color=9370D8]Laurissa Holmes[/color][/h1]
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Today was the day. Laurissa walked with the confidence of a Dauntless. To everyone who saw her, there was little doubt to which faction she grew up and where she belonged. Dauntless. However, it was what resided within that told a different story. While her Dauntless comrades always faced problems without fear and direct, Laurissa always saw a different way to do things. Things that required intelligence that belonged to Erudite rather than Dauntless. Mercy when the clear Dauntless choice was death. It wasn't something she advertised, but it was how she thought nevertheless.

Ignoring the banter that was going on all around her, Laurissa leaned against the wall of the testing hall. Whatever she thought she was or quirks she possessed, Laurissa knew where she belonged. Dauntless. Faction above blood though her blood was Dauntless. She fought, learned, and strove to exemplify the very virtues that the protectors of the city possessed. 

She excelled at the obstacles courses, the agility tests, the strategy tests, and various other rituals Dauntless dolled out to its children. However, no matter how much she tried, strength was where she lacked. The others teased her for it, but her standings amongst the Dauntless youth was enough to shut them up. There was more to warfare than brute strength.

"Holmes. Laurissa."

Laurissa looked up. Her eyes trained on the Dauntless woman that was presumably conducting the initiation tests. Moving from her spot on the wall, she followed the woman into a room where a chair rested. Her heart began to pound against her chest. It was just an initiation test. Why was she so uneasy? Just another obstacle she needed to overcome.

"Sit down. Breathe deep. Relax," said the woman as Laurissa complied. "When you're ready," the woman held a cup in her hand, "take this and drink it. All of it. No hesitation."

Eyeing the liquid, the lessons on poisons and truth serums were dragged forth from Laurissa's memories. It was instinct that told her not to drink it and ask the woman to take a sip first. Said instinct was reined in when Laurissa remembered she was doing the initiation ceremony. Dauntless wouldn't test her before the test would they?

Taking the cup, Laurissa downed it and sat back. She closed her eyes. When she opened them, Laurissa found herself in the same room. The difference was the mirrors. Getting up from the chair, she scanned her surroundings and found her reflection staring back at her. Mirroring all of her actions, Laurissa was about to move around and inspect the mirrors until she heard her reflection speak. "Choose."

Finding a steak and a knife resting on plates before her, Laurissa picked up the knife and assumed a ready stance. Standing before her was a man. The look in his eyes were feral as his hand was outstretched to Laurissa. 

"Murderers! You've left us to die! You've left us to die!" screamed the man as he charged towards Laurissa. The killing intent clear. "You facists! Factionless have rights! We don't deserve to starve! To be treated like sub-humans!"

Scoffing, Laurissa grabbed the man's arm and used his momentum to flip him down hard onto the ground. Right as she brought her knife to his neck, the man disappeared. Disoriented, she got back into the ready stance. 

Then she saw a woman holding a thin child in her arms. Laurissa's eyes softened at the sight. Her heart pained her as the woman took a step back as Laurissa walked towards her. Her eyes were drawn to the loaf of bread in her arms. "Please ... there's no food for us. I ... my child. She hasn't eaten. She hasn't eaten ...! Surely you can spare this? Just this? Please!"

Lowering her knife, Laurissa took another step forward. The woman with the child didn't move. [color=9370D8]"To allow an exception would allow others to follow your example. For a machine to function, broken parts must be replaced."[/color]

"It's just bread! Have you ever felt hunger? Have you ever felt the fear of your child screaming because it's hungry...?! You're faction. How could you?"

Biting her lip, Laurissa was about to speak until she saw a masked figure appear with a rifle. "Criminal spotted! Terminating!"

Before the man could shot the woman and her child, Laurissa through her knife at him before he could fire. Seeing it bite deep into his skin, she turned back to the woman. [color=9370D8]"Run!"[/color]

Laurissa inhaled deeply. She moved to struggle out of the chair as she felt a firm force push her back down. "Relax. It's over."

It was the initiation proctor. She took a steadying breath. [color=9370D8]"Well?"[/color]

The woman stared at the screen. She pursed her lips. "...Dauntless. Right. Congrats."
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