Previously on PJD:

"So, yeah. That's Chase and Celeste. They're like you guys. And..." Will trails off looking at the fourth empty bed. Suddenly the door behind us creeks open. A pale boy with black hair and black clothes walks in. I stiffen when I recognize him. He walks over to Will and grabs his hand. The boy smiles-a rare smile- and then sits down on his bed. Then he actually notices who we are, and he is frozen in place.

"Nico...?"

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Hazel's POV

After the crazy incident with the divergent, they killed them all. Percy and Annabeth. We cried for days. No one could be happy. We had a spark of hope until...it was gone. Leo was gone for a day but he came back and said he couldn't find them. We were so devastated. We tried to move past it but even now it's still hard.

They were dead, the guards who took them killed them themselves. Now there's only nine of us. I know Nico sneaks off to Amity every now and then to visit his boyfriend Will. Everyone else thinks he just spends nights and some days patrolling or being alone. But he's my little brother, and I know him. He has plenty of light in him.

We all sit in the bunker, awaiting our apartment numbers. We all decided to get an apartment together. Me, Frank, Jason, Piper, Nico, Thalia, Leo, and Calypso. Octavian is the only one who is alone. Sometimes I feel bad for him. But when someone tries to talk to him he gets all snappy and defensive.

Soon Ethan walks in. He has a sheet of paper in his hands.

"Octavian, apartment number 176. The rest of you, apartment number 129," he grumbles. Then he walks out and the rest of us cheer. 129 is one of the biggest apartments in Dauntless. We all grab our stuff and load it up into our bags. Moving out.

We all sprint with our bags out of the compound. Leaders cheer for us as we run by. A tradition of dauntless. We all run out and into the streets. We run to our apartment. It's not far away, only a couple blocks down. As we get to our apartment we are all gasping for breath and laughing.

"I wish Nico could've had that moment with us. But he's somewhere alone somewhere," Thalia says, still breathing hard.

"He'll be back soon," I say. Everyone agrees and we walk into our apartment and gasp. It's huge. Eight bedrooms, a living room, kitchen, dining room, four bathrooms, a TV room, and a workout room. It was like a dream come true.

Until it wasn't.

After we all fall asleep, there's noises from downstairs. I pull back my covers and tiptoe down the stairs. There's a creek in the wood and I freeze. The noise stops. I start creeping down again, and I reach for my gun. But then I realize I am in my pajamas. I don't have one on me. I ball my hands into fists and walk into the kitchen. I hear a small whooshing noise and spin around. A shadow seems to be passing by. I whirl around again. No one is here.

I walk into the kitchen and slowly draw a knife out of the knife cabinet. I hold it out in front of me and creep into the living room. No one is there. I see that shadow again and spin in a full circle. No one. I go into the dining room and I hear a small click of a gun. I whip around in a half circle and a gun is met to my head. There is a figure in the darkness, and I can see it put its finger to its lips. I freeze and the figure takes the gun away from my head. Then the last thing I see is it being brought down onto my head and the world goes black.

Hazel....

😭😭😭

I feel so bad buuuuuut....

Sorry

-Amber❤️