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The Journey	By : beautifullysevere Category: A through F > Divergent (series) > Divergent (series) Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Based on the world of Divergent, which I do NOT own. Anything familiar is clearly not mine. The rest is mine though, so please don't use it without my knowledge. Thank you. Also, no money/profit is made from this story.

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Chapter 2
Eric and Freya had been traveling for a few days now. Soon they would be approaching the forests in which the factionless loved to dwell. They had barely spoken to each other. She had pretty much given up on conversation after the first day when she tried to get Eric to catch her back up on the goings on of Dauntless. While he answered her questions, he was very direct and to the point in his responses. She appreciated that however, it was sort of hard to keep a conversation going with the man.
Freya had taken to watching Eric whenever she thought he wouldn't notice. She was trying to learn all she could from this fearsome warrior, and she had to admit he was quite nice to look at. More than nice she thought to herself. He was the stuff women's dreams were made of. He was very large, slightly over six and a half feet tall and covered in huge bulging muscles. His hair was long on top, he tended to keep it bound in a leather tie, and cut short on the sides. He had gauged ears and two metal studs just above his right eyebrow. All members of Dauntless had tattoos, it was sort of their trademark, and Eric was no exception. He had the traditional tattoos of the Elite Guard and Dauntless leadership on his neck. Solid black blocks. Their size denoted how many confirmed kills in each battle he had over the years. Needless to say, he had been in a lot of fights and had a lot of kills. He also had mazes tattooed on his forearms. She was sure he probably had more, but as the past few nights they had been staying at farms and therefore had their own quarters, that's all the more she had seen of him.
Tonight, and most of the rest of the journey, they would be making camp in the forest. Eric and the small group of Elite Guard he had traveled with had already done a lot of scouting on his way to the monastery and knew that tonight they would be in a cave that they had found near a river. They had a few more hours to ride before they reached it though, so he decided that the lake that they were at would be a good place to stop to water the horses and refill their camelbacks. He left Freya at the lake to go relieve himself behind a cluster of trees. He was just zipping up when he saw some movement in the tree line near Freya. He knew that he might not make it to her before she was attacked however he would be able to protect her if she could hold her own for a few minutes.
She heard the men approaching a few moments before they attacked. She knew that letting them make the first move would be to her advantage so she pretended not to hear them approach. Let them think she was weak. Freya calmly walked to her horse and reattached her gear then walked over to a large boulder by the lake and placed one foot up on it, pretending to tighten her laces. The first man attacked, lunging at her, but she heard him coming and sidestepped his grasp and used his momentum to grab the back of his neck and propel him into the stone. He recovered quickly and turned back to her, his nose all bloodied from the rock.
"You bitch! You broke my nose!" he yelled.
"Leave now and that's all I'll break." She said calmly.
"Ha! Right! You're mine you Dauntless cunt!" he screamed as he ran at her. She stood still until he was in reach and then kicked him in his jaw. He grabbed her leg just after she struck him but she just swung herself up and around his neck, successfully taking the fight to the ground. She was vicious in her attack. It didn't last long. He managed to get a few hits on her but did no more damage than a small cut on her cheekbone. He was about to land another blow when he said "I'm going to fuck you then kill you bitch. Don't worry you'll love it, well the fucking anyway."
She moved her head just in time and his fist hit the ground. She quickly flipped them around, landed several hits on his face until he was nearly unconscious. She then rolled them so she was behind him, grabbed his head and leaned in to whisper; "I tried to let you go, you wouldn't listen. No one talks to the Dauntless Princess like that." His eyes widened at the knowledge and she growled the last bit to him "enjoy hell factionless" and snapped his neck.
As Freya stood she noticed that Eric had taken out the two weaker men that were traveling with the man she had killed and was standing nearby looking at her with what she swore was an impressed and perhaps slightly shocked expression. He had watched most of the fight and definitely heard her words to the man. For once in his life, Eric was rendered nearly speechless. All he could manage was "well done Princess".
She looked and him and as calmly and soft-spoken as always she replied "thank you Eric" and went to the lake to get cleaned up.
Eric threw the bodies in the lake and cleaned up himself before remounting his horse. They traveled for a few more hours and reached the cave just before nightfall. They tied the horses by the river and took their belongings to the cave.
"I'll get some wood for a fire and set a few traps for food. You can wash in the river if you like," he said
"Thank you Eric" was all she said as she gathered up supplies to wash with.
Eric went about setting a few traps for some small animals as Freya walked down to the river. He tried to make sure to avoid the area she was in so as to give her some privacy. He hadn't realized that there were random hot springs in the area though and Freya apparently had found one. On his second trip out to gather wood he spotted her in a spring. He nearly dropped what little wood he had when he saw her. She had just come up from a dunk under the water. Her back was turned to him so he didn't get to see her in all her glory, but what he saw was enough to drive him wild.
This was the first time he had seen her hair down and it was gorgeous. Soaking wet it hung to nearly her waist. When she stood the water just barely covered her backside. He could just see the flare of her hips above the water. As she leaned over to reach her soap he could see more of her, and what a fine ass she had he thought to himself. Standing back upright she pulled her hair over her shoulder to wash it. Her figure was even more impressive without the hindrance of clothing. He could just see the side of her breasts and the teasing thought of what they might look like straight on had him instantly hard. He wanted to grip her hips until he left bruises as he slammed into her from behind. He realized the dangerous path his mind was taking when he thought of the marks he would leave on her beautiful unmarred skin.
She didn't even have any tattoos yet for god's sake and he was already thinking of fucking her. While she was eighteen he couldn't help but think of her as slightly younger than that as he stared at her untattooed skin. There were very few Dauntless who made it all the way through their sixteenth year without a tattoo. It was sort of a rite of passage into adulthood for their Faction. So if a Dauntless didn't have any tattoos they were usually underage. Seeing her unmarked skin had thankfully pulled him out of his trance as he slipped away silently to finish gathering wood.
Freya thoroughly enjoyed her dip in the hot spring. When she returned back to the cave Eric had stripped down to just a shirt, pants, and boots. He had a small fire going and what appeared to be two small rabbits on a skewer over the fire. She couldn't help the nearly inaudible gulp that she took when she saw him at his most unclothed yet. She was surprised that his shirt didn't rip as he moved, his muscles were so large.
Eric had heard her enter the cave but didn't say anything. He merely smirked to himself when he heard her gulp and come to a standstill, staring at him. He let her get a good look then turned and caught her in her appraisal of him. He didn't make mention of it though. She snapped out if quickly enough when he spoke.
"I'm going down to the river to wash, just turn those a couple times. I should return before they are done." He said. He didn't want to let her know that he knew about the hot springs and that he was actually headed to the one she had used.
"Oh, ok. By the way, if you want, there are some hot springs a few hundred yards to the west of here. Much nicer than washing in the river." She said
"Thank you, Princess. I'll check it out."
She let out a breath she didn't realize that she was holding when he left the cave. "Holy fuck Freya, pull it together. He is a warrior and your guide, not a potential mate." She whispered to herself.
Freya was sitting next to the fire when he returned. Of course, he had to come back naked, well nearly naked. She thought to herself as he entered the cave with just a towel around his waist. He didn't even look at her, just walked to the other side of the cave and slipped his pants on before removing his towel. Freya couldn't help but notice his back while he was getting dressed. There were scars all over it from fighting and his entire spine was covered in trophy blocks. She had never known anyone other than Niru to have so many blocks. Her mouth was instantly dry at the thought of how deadly and fierce Eric was. Shaking her head she snapped out of her stupor just before he pulled a shirt on and turned around, walking to the fire to take a seat next to her.
They were halfway through their meal and she couldn't take the silence anymore. She wanted to know him. She couldn't help herself.
"Your tattoos are amazing," she said quietly
He looked up. "Thank you, Princess"
"I've never seen so many blocks on one person before," he smiled at this "well except for maybe Niru." This caused his smile to fall. Of course, she has seen Niru's blocks. He had thought that perhaps there was more to their relationship than that of an initiate and trainer, even with the age difference. Dauntless weren't known to be sexually reserved by any means. To think that she was untouched at her age, even with being away from Dauntless, was absurd.
Eric merely grunted in response. Freya wasn't sure what she had said to cause him to only grunt in response but she wouldn't be deterred so easily.
"So, do you have any other body modifications?" she blurted out in a slightly less mannerly way than she normally spoke.
"Yes, but none that you can easily see Princess," he said in a flirtatious way and shot her an evil grin.
"Really? Where are they? What are they? Tattoos? Piercings?" She said in rapid-fire, completely oblivious to his teasing. That is until he spoke again.
"Would you care to see Princess?" He said as he stood and reached for the button on his pants.
"No!" She shouted quickly once she realized he was going to take off his pants. She blushed furiously.
"Suit yourself," he replied, a bit stunned at her hasty response. Was she a virgin? No. She can't be. She must not want me like that he reasoned to himself. Whenever he offered to show the tattoo that sat just above his cock to a female they all eagerly accepted the offer. Which of course led to him fucking the shit out of said female. He dropped his hand and sat back down.
"So how about you, any modifications?" This was the first time he had shown any interest in learning about her, she was happy that he seemed to be talking to her a bit more readily.
"Not unless you count some scars." Scars? I didn't see any scars...maybe I was just too far away to see them.
"Scars?" he asked
"Yeah, from training. I have a few," she stated simply.
"Niru actually left marks on you?" He had assumed that their training never got that intense.
She laughed. "Of course he did, I had to learn somehow and pain is a good teacher. I got my ass kicked all the time. He put me in the infirmary on several occasions."
Eric grinned. The more he talked to her the more she started using the same tone of voice she used with Niru and it surprised him that he was very happy about that. She was becoming more friend and less Princess. The thought kind of jarred him. He couldn't afford to care in that way, it was a distraction. Eric had very few friends and for good reason. He was an ass, he knew it, all of Dauntless knew it. He liked it that way. He liked that everyone feared him. He only had a few friends and most of them were a part of the Elite Guard or use to be. He stood and went to go get some water to put the fire out.
"It's time to get some rest Princess," he said in his leader's voice. Joking and friendly Eric was gone now.
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