Tobias' PoV
Marcus walks in a ready to strike pose towards Tris. I push her put of the way in the last second, and get a belt across my face. I stings for a minute but adrenaline kicks in, and I punch his nose. His nose breaks. "You shouldn't have done that!" He says, quietly, like I do when I am an instructor. I inhale through my nose, and he brings his fists up, but leaves his head too high, so I can go for his throat. I leave no advantage points to him. I go for his throat, but fall into his trap. He kicks my stomach, and I feel like puking. "Tell me when you want me to stop, Tobias," I glare at him. He never offers to stop. Ever. I look over at Tris, and see she has a massive amount of blood on her face, and her skin is pale. I feel heat behind my eyes, and knee my father's crotch. He screams, and falls over. I kick his head so he falls unconscious, and I scoop Tris in my arms. I leave the site in a hurry, and rush towards the Dauntless infirmary.
"Four?" A nurse beckons for me, and I ask her about Tris. "She's in critical condition, there's only a 40% chance of her living," I shake my head. My Beautiful Tris might die.
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