Snippet #2374346

"Ok!! Do as you wish!! Roxanne!! Lets get out of here! Well that is.. unless you wan you want to stay here to..." Tris said as he took 2 cages and made a portable barricade. He wasn't going to stay here. He had a duty. A duty to tell the world the existence of this place. What they have been doing to us here. What they have done to me.

As Tris gained control over his abilities, he tried to reclaim his memories. It was painful ordeal to pass. He had to insert electrical signals to each part of his brain which wasn't always painless. And when there was pain... Who can imagine the pain that is directly inserted into your brain? Still... the only memory he was able to recall was a family. Probably his Mom, Dad and his little sister. That moment you feel when you don't remember their name. That moment where you cry out as you see all of them being shot by armed men. That moment when you can't even shout out their name as they die, just because you don't remember their name.

He wasn't a bad guy. However, he was not, a saint who can forget and forgive the people who did that to him. "They will pay.." Tris said in a undertone as he turned toward the door.