Dad shakes my shoulder,"Princess? Are you ok?" I rub my head, "What happened?" Mom helps me up, and we go sit on the couch,"You passed out from shock. We had Uncle Will come look at you, and he said you'd be fine."

I smile, in releif for a moment. Then I realize,"Shock from what, Mom?" She fiddles with her fingers a minute.

Suddenly, it all comes back to me. The fork. The frozen drink. "Oh... Mom, aren't you going to tell me what that was?"

She pushes her lips together, as if hesitant to begin speaking. I grab her hand,"Mom. You know I'm Dauntless. I can handle it."

She sighs, "Ok. Just... save reactions for the end." I nod, ready for what she could possibly have to explain this.

"As you know, the war was over the divergent. Most think is was just when your father and I rebeled against David."

I nod, knowing the story of my practically famous parents.

"Well, in reality, it began a bit before that. The divergent, well, developed abilities. With the purity of our genes, came more access to our brain capacity. And with this, came control of elements."

I try to focus, taking in as much as I can.

"Each of us began to notice the abilities. I developed control of fire, and air."

My jaw drops. This is absolutely insane. Mom puts out her hand, and snaps. I see a little spark, and a dancing flame erupts from her fingers. I laugh, more from shock than amusement, but force myself to pull my attention back to her words.

"It seems to me that you developed fire, and ice. I really odd combination, I have to say."

I laugh,"So, I'm like a person from that old movie, Avatar:The Last Airbender?"

She laughs, "If that's how you want to think of it, sure." I try to let it come naturally. It couldn't be that hard to control, right?

I simply snap, as Mom did, but instead of a small dancing flame, I create a handful of snow.

"How do I choose?" I ask. She stands up, grabbing my hand,"We happen to have just the thing to figure that out."

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After leading me through the maze that is the Dauntless compound, Mom and Dad pull me through a very narrow hall. At the end, is a door. I can hear music playing behind it.

A man slides down a small panel of the door, glances at us, and swings it open. I cringe at the squeaking, rusty noise the door makes.

Inside it is buzzing with activity. One area, people are fighting in pairs. In another, they are doing yoga. Some of them are laughing and messing with each other.

In one group, I spot Uncle Zeke with some of his friends. I run over, and give him a hug. "Hey Nat! Haven't seen you in a while!" He says.

I pull back. Uncle Zeke had been on a trip through Erudite, recovering some old materials from that womans office... Jeanine I beleive.

"Hey Uncle Zeke! How-" One of his friends stops me,"Uncle Zeke? Dude when did you get a neice?"

Mom and Dad catch up behind me. "Its my man's, Four's kid." He says, slinging an arm around Dads shoulder.

The guy nods, and turns to me. "Well hello little lady! I'm guessing today you figured out?" He asks. I nod, smiling.

It doesn't see so weird now. It makes me feel so special.

Mom and Dad bring me to a closed stone wall room with no windows, and a steel door. "I didn't know Uncle Zeke was divergent!" I exclaim.

Mom laughs,"He's not, he just hangs around here." I smile, that is like him.

Dad drags in four fighting dummies. One is covered in a shining material, one in a matte material, and one regular. The last is covered in seeds.

"What are those?" I ask, running my hands along the material. 

"Power dummies. You test to see which abilities you have, and each is equipped with certain additions to test the power." Mom explains.

I nod in acknowledgement, looking at them again. "Come here." Dad orders, gesturing for me to go to the other side of the room.

I walk over, and Mom starts explaining how it works. It's pretty simple, just concentrate, and trust you know what is coming.

First, she pulls out the shiny fighting dummy. "Like this." She says, she takes a quick breath, and a cone of flames emerses from her stretched out fingers.

I gawk as she does so. She is so much more amazing than I had ever thought before.

"Now you." She instructs. I shake my arms, and steady my breathing. It can't be so hard.

I pull my hand forward, feeling the heat off my hand. I'm astonished at myself as a smaller cone of fire hits the dummy, which I now know is flame retardent.

She smiles, hugging me. "Great job honey!" I play with the flames on my hand for a minute, before Mom covers my palm and we move on.

"I'm doubtful you have air as well, but I want to show it to you." She insists. "I'm alright with that. I can still try." I insist.

She goes over to one of the normal dummies, which apparently isn't quite normal, and pulls something from the side. On it are 2 incredibly heavy weights to keep it down.

"Same procedure." She says, returning to me. This time, she blows, leaving a tornado storming from her lips. Again, I gawked, like a child. The weights barely hold the dummy down, and it barely holds to the floor.

I decide to try, and stand in front of it. "Now, you most likely won't be able to, but you can still try." She says, stepping behind me.

I keep my eyes peeled. Breath in. Breath out. And blow. To my utter amazement, the whole target is blown back into the wall.

I laugh, looking at what I was able to do. Mom stands there with her jaw looking unhinged. "H- How? I've never seen that before!"

I smile,"I really am special."

"Try earth. Now. We may have a problem on our hands." Dad says. I begin to grow worried.

"O- ok." I stutter.

I focus on the seeds, and within seconds, they are sprouting flowers. Mom screams, and Dad hugs her. "Natalie. This is dangerous. I'm telling you now, choose 2 powers to use. Or someone will find out about this." He says, scared.