I watched Dad die. No not die. He was killed. Not by just anyone though. It was my brother Eric. Dad was my world. He was the only reason I passed my tests. He was the only reason I survived as an erudite. He made me feel happy even if I hated my faction. Then he was gone. Mom couldn't stand it and was in mental therapy for months. My life had fallen apart and that was all because of one man. My brother. Eric. I knew he moved to dauntless and that's where I had way wanted to go so, I followed him to ensure that his life was a living hell.