Together divergent

Seizure

Zeke pov.

'It was dad's dream ca-' Tris was muttering.

Then in a blink of an eye she was on the floor seizing up.
Her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Her legs and arms shaking and thrashing around.
Her head jerking from side to side.

No! She's been through enough!
She doesn't need anymore sh*t thrown at her.

I was on my knees, by her head, in an instant.
I held it from jerking as much and tried to make sure to keep the airways clear.

Uri and Four had eached grabbed an arm and leg each to still her, yet she was still lashing around violently.

No matter what we did she wouldn't stop.
I had almost failed her today and I won't let it happen again.
Mum had always said no matter what to not let anyone take our blood.

It seemed to be very important and I felt like it was something dad had once said to me as well.
I would never let dad down.
Not now, not ever!

My baby sister was amazing , strong, intelegent, selfless and brave.
There was so much more good too her than anyone else I knew, so why did this happen to her.

She was throffing at the mouth when I thought of an odd accurance.
She had thought she was five or something.
Then she couldn't finish the sentence about dad...
Maybe...

But I didn't have the chance to test my theory as a woman had come up to us from a silver car and told me that me, Uri and Tris had to get in the car.

I stared at her incredulosly 'Er, come back another day we're a bit buisy to get into some strangers' car thanks!'

She let out a huff and said 'You're drawing too much attentionand if they see her having a fit they'll take her blood. You and I both know that would turn to hell!'

I froze.
Blood.
Taking blood.
She knew.
More than me.
We had to go.

I stared at the woman and gave her a curt nod then pursuaded the others to let us go.

I'd have to get answers and explain later.
We helped get the convulsing Tris into the silver car, then me and Uri got in.

Uri had bearly shut the car door than the car lurched forwards and we were off!

---------------------Time Skip---------------------

Tris had stopped siezing but was still unconcious and it was starting to feak me out.

Guess it's time to see if my idea works.
A tangle of slither snakes coil in the centre of my stomach as I whisper the thing that she clung to for years.

'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
She twitched.
'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
Her nose scrunched.
'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
Her hands clenched and un-clenched.
'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
Her eyes fluttered.
'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
She let out an urgh.
'Bea? Bea? Bea?'
...

Tris pov.

I was floating in the darkness.

Or was I standing?

Could I be running?

What was running?

All it was was a sound in my head.

But no!
There is no sound in this void, so how would I know what it was?

There were no heads!

I remember heads!
Or at least fuzzy versions of what they might be...

These oval things were heads!
Big ovals that weren't just a nothingness infront of you.
They had something that made it look like something else.