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Excerpt from Insurgent. Chapter One. Chapter Two. Acknowledgments. About the Author. Back Ad. Praise for Divergent. Books By Veronica Roth. Credits. Books by Veronica Roth. Credits my Divergent identity is more important than I could have known. . experience, most Divergent can't resist the truth serum. Chapter Forty-Three. Chapter Forty-Four. Chapter Forty-Five. Chapter Forty-Six. Chapter Forty-Seven. Acknowledgments. Praise. Other Books by Veronica Roth.
This dystopian series set in a futuristic Chicago has captured the hearts of millions of teen and adult readers. Perfect for fans of the Hunger Games and Maze Runner series, Divergent and its sequels, Insurgent and Allegiant--plus Four: A Divergent Collection, four stories told from the perspective of the character Tobias--are the gripping story of a dystopian world transformed by courage, self-sacrifice, and love. Fans of the Divergent movie will find the book packed with just as much emotional depth and exhilarating action as the film, all told in beautiful, rich language. One choice can transform you. Beatrice Prior s society is divided into five factions--Candor the honest , Abnegation the selfless , Dauntless the brave , Amity the peaceful , and Erudite the intelligent. Beatrice must choose between staying with her Abnegation family and transferring factions. Her choice will shock her community and herself.
Tris, pack your bags. I think Spock has just voted you off the island. That makes no sense! And then when I found out the super big secret, guess what? He could have easily told her! I smell and easy plot cop-out, folks. The secret is kept long enough from the reader just so it can push you off the cliff on the last page. World Building: In Divergent I let a lot slide and roll off me because I was entertained throughout the entire book. I'm known to do that with a lot of books like Wither and Across the Universe , for example.
I could not do it with Insurgent. You see, I have the attention span of a fruit fly. If I'm not fully engaged in the book, I'm going to notice things.
Things I probably wouldn't care too much about if I were enjoying myself. Like how the Erudite wear glasses just because they're smart.
Or how even though Tris is emotionally unbalanced year-old, everyone still looks to her to "analyze the situation. How is it that you can put all of these traits into neat little boxes and ask a person to choose one over the others?
This is the same problem I had with The Hunt. In both novels the author tries to pitch an idea of human behavior completely different from what reality is, but you can clearly see the flaws with it. However, the main character fully believes in that world and way of thinking. They try to rationalize it, convince you of it.
Yes, I realize it's a Dystopian novel, but this is a hard concept to sell because it makes it difficult for me to sympathize with the main character, their conflicted feelings and understand their world. Believability is key for me and I have a hard time believing this world. Tris frequently switches back and forth between her Dauntless, Erudite and Abnegation sides.
Other characters comment on her embracing one trait depending on what the situation calls for it. But this doesn't work for me. Real talk, you can't just put logical thinking back in the toy chest when you decide you don't want to play with it anymore. It doesn't work like that. At least I don't think so. I'm getting no-ish vibes.
You have your young girl who, one way or another, plays an important part in bringing forth change to her society. And if I really had to compare the two, I'd say that Insurgent is like Mockingjay. Tris is depressed, struggling to hold it together and fight in the war.
The difference comes into play when Tris borderline gives up, while Katniss kicked ass until the very end. I'm not saying Tris didn't have the right to be depressed because I do believe she did. But it was really over done for me. I felt like I was drowning in her angst.
This book is over pages long and most of the action doesn't even show up to the party until the last 30 pages! So what was Tris doing for the other pages? Not a damn thing.
No, scratch that. Spock tells me that is inaccurate. Tris was in fact doing something. Several people are killed in a confrontation between faction members and the factionless, including Evelyn's right-hand man, Edward. Tris is invited to a meeting with the Allegiant, whose leaders, Cara and Johanna Reyes , plan to usurp Evelyn and send envoys outside the city.
Tris asks Tobias to free her brother Caleb from execution. Tori is killed by the factionless, while the others escape and meet Tobias' mentor, Amar , long presumed dead. They are taken to the Bureau of Genetic Welfare and its leader, David.
David explains that Chicago is walled off from the outside world in an experiment sanctioned by the US Government to produce more genetically pure GP "Divergents" from the genetically damaged GD population, the result of a failed attempt to correct human genes that led to the "Purity War".
David gives Tris her mother Natalie 's journal detailing her life before Chicago: she was a refugee from Milwaukee who joined the Bureau and became a volunteer to stop Erudite's killing of Divergents; those rescued include Amar and Tori's brother, George. Tris is skeptical of the plan, albeit jealous of Nita. Tris stops Nita's rampage by holding David hostage before wounding and arresting her.
Tris is appointed a council member, and realizes that the Bureau supplied Erudite with the simulation serums that controlled Dauntless in the invasion of Abnegation. Security footage reveals that Marcus Eaton , banished by Evelyn, is working with Johanna to steal the factionless' weapons, which Evelyn will counter by releasing the death serum. Tris learns that David intends to release serums capable of erasing memories on the population to save his experiment. I swallow hard, and try to forget.
Tobias touches the small of my back, guiding me to the edge of the meeting space, behind the Abnegation. Before we sit down, he puts his mouth next to my ear and says, I like your hair that way. I find a small smile to give him, and lean into him when I sit down, my arm against his. Johanna lifts her hands and bows her head. All conversation in the room ceases before I can draw my next breath. All around me the Amity sit in silence, some with their eyes closed, some with their lips mouthing words I cant hear, some staring at a point far away.
Every second chafes. By the time Johanna lifts her head I am worn to the bone. We have before us today an urgent question, she says, which is: How will we conduct ourselves in this time of conflict as people who pursue peace?
Every Amity in the room turns to the person next to him or her and starts talking. How do they get anything done? I say, as the minutes of chatter wear on. They dont care about efficiency, Tobias says. They care about agreement. A young man shifts so that his small circle becomes a large one with the group next to him. All around the room, the smaller crowds grow and expand, and fewer and fewer voices fill the room, until there are only three or four. I can only hear pieces of what they say: PeaceDauntlessEruditesafe houseinvolvement This is bizarre, I say.
I think its beautiful, he says. I give him a look. He laughs a little. They each have an equal role in government; they each feel equally responsible. And it makes them care; it makes them kind. I think thats beautiful. I think its unsustainable, I say. Sure, it works for the Amity. But what happens when not everyone wants to strum banjos and grow crops? What happens when someone does something terrible and talking about it cant solve the problem?
He shrugs. I guess well find out. Eventually someone from each of the big groups stands and approaches Johanna, picking their way carefully over the roots of the big tree. I expect them to address the rest of us, but instead they stand in a circle with Johanna and the other spokespeople and talk quietly. I begin to get the 20 feeling that I will never know what theyre saying. Theyre not going to let us argue with them, are they, I say.
I doubt it, he says. We are done for. When everyone has said his or her piece, they sit down again, leaving Johanna alone in the center of the room. She angles her body toward us and folds her hands in front of her. Where will we go when they tell us to leave?
Back into the city, where nothing is safe? Our faction has had a close relationship with Erudite for as long as any of us can remember. We need each other to survive, and we have always cooperated with each other, says Johanna. But we have also had a strong relationship with Abnegation in the past, and we do not think it is right to revoke the hand of friendship when it has for so long been extended.
Her voice is honey-sweet, and moves like honey too, slow and careful. I wipe the sweat from my hairline with the back of my hand. We feel that the only way to preserve our relationships with both factions is to remain impartial and uninvolved, she continues.
Your presence here, though welcome, complicates that. Here it comes, I think. The first is that no weaponry of any kind is allowed on the compound. The second is that if any serious conflict arises, whether verbal or physical, all involved parties will be asked to leave.
The third is that the conflict may not be discussed, even privately, within the confines of this compound. And the fourth is that everyone who stays here must contribute to the welfare of this environment by working. We will report this to Erudite, Candor, and Dauntless as soon as we can. Her stare drifts to Tobias and me, and stays there. You are welcome to stay here if and only if you can abide by our rules, she says.
That is our decision. I think of the gun I hid under my mattress, and the tension between me and Peter, and Tobias and Marcus, and my mouth feels dry.
I am not good at avoiding conflict. We wont be able to stay long, I say to Tobias under my breath. A moment ago, he was still faintly smiling. Now the corners of his mouth have disappeared into a frown. No, we wont. My fingers brush over the trigger, and my throat tightens like I am having an allergic reaction. I withdraw my hand and kneel on the edge of the bed, taking hard swallows of air until the feeling subsides.
What is wrong with you? I shake my head. Pull it together. And that is what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace.
I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong. I see a flicker of movement in my periphery, and look out the window that faces the apple orchard. Johanna Reyes and Marcus Eaton walk side by side, pausing at the herb garden to pluck mint leaves from their stems.
I am 23 out of my room before I can evaluate why I want to follow them. I sprint through the building so that I dont lose them. Once I am outside, I have to be more careful. I walk around the far side of the greenhouse and, after I see Johanna and Marcus disappear into one row of trees, I creep down the next row, hoping the branches will hide me if either of them looks back.
Is it just that Jeanine finally finished planning it, and acted, or was there an inciting incident of some kind? I see Marcuss face through a divided tree trunk.
He presses his lips together and says, Hmm. I suppose well never know. Johanna raises her good eyebrow. Will we? No, perhaps not. Johanna places her hand on his arm and turns toward him. I stiffen, afraid for a moment that she will see me, but she looks only at Marcus.
I sink into a crouch and crawl toward one of the trees so that the trunk will hide me. The bark itches my spine, but I dont move. But you do know, she says. You know why she attacked when she did. I may not be Candor anymore, but I can still tell when someone is keeping the truth from me. If I were Johanna, I would snap at him for a comment like that, but she says kindly, My faction depends on me to advise them, and if you know information this crucial, it is important that I know it also so that I can share it with them.
Im sure you can understand that, Marcus.
There is a reason you dont know all the things I know. A long time ago, the Abnegation were entrusted with some sensitive information, says Marcus. Jeanine attacked us to steal it. And if I am not careful, she will destroy it, so that is all I can tell you.
But surely No, Marcus cuts her off. This information is far more important than you can imagine. Most of the leaders of this city risked their lives to protect it from Jeanine and died, and I will not jeopardize it now for the sake of sating your selfish curiosity. Johanna is quiet for a few seconds. Its so dark now I can barely see my own hands. The air smells like dirt and apples, and I try not to breathe it too loudly. Im sorry, says Johanna.
I must have done something to make you believe I am not trustworthy. The last time I trusted a faction representative with this information, all my friends were murdered, he replies. I dont trust anyone anymore. Both Marcus and Johanna are too preoccupied to notice the movement. They are close together, but not touching, and Ive never seen Marcus look so tired or Johanna so angry.
But her face softens, and she touches Marcuss arm again, this time with a light caress. In order to have peace, we must first have trust, says Johanna. So I hope you change your mind. Remember that I have always been your friend, Marcus, even when you did not have many to speak of. She leans in and kisses his cheek, then walks to the end of the orchard. Marcus stands for a few seconds, apparently stunned, and starts toward the compound. The revelations of the past half hour buzz in my mind.
I thought Jeanine attacked the Abnegation to seize power, but she attacked them to steal informationinformation only they knew.
Then the buzzing stops as I remember something else Marcus said: Most of the leaders of this city risked their lives for it.
Was one of those leaders my father? I have to know. I have to find out what could possibly be important enough for the Abnegation to die forand the Erudite to kill for. No, not like that, Tobias says through laughter. What do you mean, not like that? I imitated you perfectly. The second voice belongs to Caleb. You did not. Well, do it again, then. I push open the door just as Tobias, who is sitting on the floor with one leg stretched out, hurls a butter knife at the opposite wall.
It sticks, handle out, from a large hunk of cheese they positioned on top of the dresser. Caleb, standing beside him, stares in disbelief, first at the cheese and then at me. Tell me hes some kind of Dauntless prodigy, says Caleb. Can you do this too? He looks better than he did earlierhis eyes arent red anymore and some of the old spark of curiosity is in them, like he is interested in the world again.
His brown hair is tousled, his shirt buttons in the wrong buttonholes. He is handsome in a careless way, my brother, like he has no idea what he looks like most of the time. With my right hand, maybe, I say. But yes, Four is some kind of Dauntless prodigy. Can I ask why youre throwing knives at cheese? Tobiass eyes catch mine on the word Four. Caleb 27 doesnt know that Tobias wears his excellence all the time in his own nickname.
Caleb came by to discuss something, Tobias says, leaning his head against the wall as he looks at me.
And knife-throwing just came up somehow. As it so often does, I say, a small smile inching its way across my face. He looks so relaxed, his head back, his arm slung over his knee. We stare at each other for a few more seconds than is socially acceptable. Caleb clears his throat. Anyway, I should be getting back to my room, Caleb says, looking from Tobias to me and back again.
Im reading this book about the water-filtration systems. The kid who gave it to me looked at me like I was crazy for wanting to read it. I think its supposed to be a repair manual, but its fascinating. You probably think Im crazy too. Not at all, Tobias says with mock sincerity. Maybe you should read that repair manual too, Tris. It sounds like something you might like. I can loan it to you, Caleb says. Maybe later, I say. When Caleb closes the door behind him, I give Tobias a dirty look.
Thanks for that, I say. Now hes going to talk my ear off about water filtration and how it works. Though I guess 28 I might prefer that to what he wants to talk to me about. And whats that? Tobias quirks his eyebrows. Its one of the ways they grow food here. You dont want to know. Youre right, I dont, I say. What did he come to talk to you about? You, he says. I think it was the big-brother talk. Dont mess around with my sister and all that. He gets up. What did you tell him? He comes toward me.
I told him how we got togetherthats how knifethrowing came up, he says, and I told him I wasnt messing around. I feel warm everywhere. He wraps his hands around my hips and presses me gently against the door. His lips find mine.
I dont remember why I came here in the first place. And I dont care.