Saturday, November 2, 2013

ALLEGIANT, What I've Been Waiting For, an Alternate Ending

   Oh, I have such a treat for you guys today!
Now, who out there was not satisfied with the ALLEGIANT Ending???? I know for sure I was not! I luckily came across a review on Amazon that blew me away! Well actually it was WAY more then a review! Its was an ALTERNATE ENDING!!! And guess what??? It blew me out of the water!!! I never thought I would feel any lighter about what Veronica Roth did to my heart when she wrote that ending that shattered me into a million pieces! But Hey, Surprisingly I am so relieved that this alternate ending has put them pieces back together and made my heart whole again!!! :-)

The author's name of this Fan Fiction is STEPHANIE ZIEL. She is a teacher, and shows her skill in her writing. She has been writing since a young age and has always held a special place in her heart for writing. She said she couldn't live with the way Veronica ended ALLEGIANT so she figured now was a good time to pick up the pen and give writing another shot. And what she did, literally took my breath away!

Please be advised that this alternate ending is NOT WRITTEN WORD FOR WORD BY THE FAN FICTION AUTHOR!!!! Some of the writing is still Veronica Roth's!

A note from the Fan Fiction Author

A lot of chapters I kept word for word for continuity reasons. I altered some details slightly, and added 8 new chapters. However, I want to say again, that not every chapter was written by me. I kept some of VR's chapters! Please don't accuse me of plagiaris. :)

 Written By: Stephanie Ziel

Chapter 49-TRIS

The death serum smells like smoke and spice, and my lungs reject it with the first breath I take. I cough and splutter, and I am swallowed by darkness.

     I crumple to my knees. My body feels like someone has replaced my blood with molasses, and my bones with lead. And invisible thread tugs me toward sleep, but I want to be awake. It is important that I want to be awake. I imagine that wanting, that desire, burning in my chest like a flame.

            The thread tugs harder, and I stoke the flame with names. Tobias. Caleb. Christina. Matthew. Cara. Zeke. Uriah.

            But I can’t bear up under the serum’s weight. My body falls to the side, and my wounded arm presses to the cold ground. I am drifting…

            It would be nice to float away, a voice in my head says. To see where I will go… 

  But the fire, the fire.

            The desire to live.

            I am not done yet, I am not.

            I feel like I am digging through my own mind. It is difficult to remember why I came here and why I care about unburdening myself from this beautiful weight. But then my scratching hands find it. The memory of my mother’s face, and the strange angles of her limbs on the pavement, and the blood seeping from my father’s body.

            But they are dead, the voice says. You could join them.

            They died for me, I answer. And now I have something to do, in return. I have to stop other people from losing everything, I have to save the city and the people my mother and father loved.

            If I got to join my parents, I want to carry with me a good reason, not this -- this senseless collapsing at the threshold.

            The fire, the fire. It rages within, a campfire and then an inferno, and my body is its fuel. I feel it racing through me, eating away at the weight. There is nothing that can kill me know; I am powerful and invincible and eternal.

            I feel the serum clinging to my skin like oil, but the darkness recedes. I slap a heavy hand over the floor and push myself up.

            Bent at the waist, I shove my shoulder into the double doors, and the squeak across the floor as their seal breaks. I breathe clean air and stand up straighter. I am there, I am there.

            But I am not alone. 

            “Don’t move,” David says, raising his gun. “Hello, Tris.”

Chapter 50-TRIS

How did you inoculate yourself against the death serum?” he asks me. He’s still sitting in his wheelchair, but you don’t need to be able to walk to fire a gun.

            I blink at him, still dazed.

            “I didn’t,” I say.

            “Don’t be stupid,” David says. “You can’t survive the death serum without an inoculation, and I’m the only person in the compound who possesses that substance.”

            I just stare at him, not sure what to say. I didn’t inoculate myself. The fact that I’m still standing upright is impossible. There’s nothing more to add.

            “I suppose it no longer matters,” he says. “We’re here now.”

            “What are you doing here?” I mumble. My lips feel awkwardly large, hard to talk around. I still feel that oily heaviness on my skin, like death is clinging to me even though I have defeated it.

            I am dimly aware that I left my own gun in the hallway behind me, sure I wouldn’t need it if I made it this far.

            “I knew something was going on,” David says. “You’ve been running around with genetically damaged people all week, Tris, did you think I wouldn’t notice?” He shakes his head. “And then your friend Cara tried to manipulate the lights, but she very wisely knocked herself out before she could tell us anything. So I came here, just in case. I’m sad to say I’m not surprised to see you.”
“You came here alone?” I say. “Not very smart are you?”

            His bright eyes squint a little. “Well, you see, I have death serum resistance and a weapon, and you have no way to fight me. There’s no way you can steal four virus devices while I have you at gunpoint. I’m afraid you’ve come all this way for no reason, and it will be at the expense of your life. The death serum may not have killed you, but I am going to. I’m sure you understand -- officially we don’t allow capital punishment, but I can’t have you surviving this.”

            He thinks I’m here to steal the weapons that will reset the experiments, not deploy one of them. Of course he does.

            I try to guard my expression, though I’m sure it’s still slack. I sweep my eyes across the room, searching for the device that will release the memory serum virus. I was there when Matthew described it to Caleb in painstaking detail earlier: a black box with a silver keypad, marked with a strip of blue tape with a model number written on it. It is one of the only items on the counter along the left wall, just a few feet away from me. But I can’t move, or else he’ll kill me.

            I’ll have to wait for the right moment, and do it fast.

            “I know what you did,” I say. I start to back up, hoping that the accusation will distract him. “I know you designed the attack simulation. I know you’re responsible for my parents’ deaths -- for my mother’s death. I know.”

            “I am not responsible for her death!” David says, the words bursting from him, too loud and too sudden. “I told her what was coming just before the attack began, so she had enough time to escort her loved ones to a safe house. If she had stayed put, she would have lived. But she was a foolish woman who didn’t understand making sacrifices for the greater good, and it killed her!”

            I frown at him. There’s something about his reaction -- about the glassiness of his eyes -- something that he mumbled when Nita shot him with the fear serum -- something about her.

            “Did you love her?” I say. “All those years she was sending you correspondence… the reason tou never wanted her to stay there… the reason you told her you couldn’t read her updates anymore, after she married my father…”
David sits still, like a statue, like a man of stone.

            “I did,” he says. “But that time is past.”

            That must be why he welcomed me into his circle of trust, why he gave me so many opportunities. Because I am a piece of her, wearing her hair and speaking with her voice. Because he has spent his life grasping at her and coming up with nothing.

            I hear footsteps in the hallway outside. The soldiers are coming. Good -- I need them to. I need them to exposed to the airborne serum, to pass it on to the rest of the compound. I hope they wait until the air is clear of death serum.

            “My mother wasn’t a fool,” I say. “She just understood something you didn’t. That it’s not sacrifice if it’s someone else’s life you’re giving away, it’s just evil.”

            I back up another step and say, “She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love, not misplaced disgust for another person’s genetics. That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don’t have enough of their own. That’s why I need to stop you from ‘sacrificing’ all those people and their memories. Why I need to rid the world of you once and for
I shake my head.

            “I didn’t come here to steal anything David.

I twist and lunge toward the device. The gun goes off. Then again. But this time it sounds different. Pain pulses through my body. I hear Caleb’s voice repeating the code, as if standing behind me helping me, encouraging me. My vision is starting to blacken. It will not end here. I won’t let it. I hear Caleb’s voice again as I finish typing in the code. The green button.

So much pain.

But how when my body feels so numb?

I start to fall and slam my hand onto the keypad on my way down.

A light turns on behind the green button. I hear a beep, and a churning sound.

I slide to the floor. I feel something warm dripping down my forehead onto my cheek. I raise a shaky hand and touch it.

Red. Blood is a strange color. Dark.

From the corner of my eye, I see David slumped over in his chair, a bullet in his shoulder. It doesn’t make sense. But then again, nothing does anymore.

I feel a hand interlock with mine. I must be dying. Death has come to guide me to my fate.

I am done here.

It’s when I feel a squeeze that I open my eyes to see Caleb, lying next to me, gun in hand.

He had come back for me. But not from guilt. The look in his eyes tells of a different reason.


As we both drift off into the unknown, I whisper, “I love you” just before he is gone.

Caleb is dead. He came back to help me. He couldn’t let his sister die for him, for his guilt. He may have chosen Erudite, helped Jeanine, and delivered me to my own execution, but the last little part of him that was Abnegation told him that running away wasn’t the right thing to do.

Fighting side by side with me, he died like my parents. For me. For something bigger than all of us.

Everyone in my family is dead, but they did not die for nothing.

And I won’t have either.

The threads of the serum that tugged me earlier tug again.

This time I do not resist. I go with them.

I am done here.

Chapter 51-TOBIAS

Evelyn brushes the tears from her eyes with her thumb. We stand by the windows, shoulder to shoulder, watching the snow swirl past. Some of the flakes gather on the windowsill outside, piling at the corners.

            The feeling as returned to my hands. As I stare out at the world, dusted in white, I feel like everything has begun again, and it will be better this time.

            “I think I can get in touch with Marcus over the radio to negotiate a peace agreement,” Evelyn says. “He’ll be listening in; he’d be stupid not to.”

            “Before you do that, I made a promise I have to keep,” I say. I touch Evelyn’s shoulder. I expected to see strain at the edges of her smile, but I don’t.

I feel a twinge of guilt. I didn’t come here to ask her to lay down arms for me, to trade in everything she’s worked for just to get me back. But then again, I didn’t come here to give her any choice at all. I guess Tris was right—when you have to choose between two bad options, you pick the one that saves the people you love. I wouldn’t have been saving Evelyn by giving her that serum. I would have been destroying her.

Peter sits with his back to the wall in the hallway. He looks up at me when I lean over him, his dark hair stuck to his forehead from the melted snow.

            “Did you reset her?” he says.

            “No,” I say.

            “Didn’t think you would have the nerve.”

            “It’s not about nerve. You know what? Whatever.” I shake my head and hold up the vial of memory serum. “Are you still set on this?”

            He nods.

            “You could just do the work, you know,” I say. “You could make better decisions, make a better life.”

            “Yeah I could,” he says. “But I won’t. We both know that.”

            I do know that. I know change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten. He is afraid that he will not be able to put in that work, that he will squander those days, and that they will leave him worse off than he is now. And I understand that feeling—I understand being afraid of yourself.

            So I have him sit on one of the couches, and I ask him what he wants me to tell him about himself, after his memories disappear like smoke. He just shakes his head. Nothing. He wants to retain nothing.

            Peter takes the vial with a shaking hand and twists off the cap. The liquid trembles inside it, almost spilling over the lip. He holds it under his nose to smell it.

            “How much should I drink?” he says, and I think I hear his teeth chattering.

            “I don’t think it makes a difference,” I say.

            “Okay. Well… here goes.” He lifts the vial up to the light like he is toasting me.

            When he touches it to his mouth I say, “Be brave.”

            Then he swallows.

            And I watch Peter disappear.

The air outside tastes like ice.

            “Hey! Peter!” I shout, my breaths turning to vapor.

            Peter stands by the doorway to the Erudite headquarters, looking clueless. AT the sound of his name—which I have told him at least ten times since he drank the serum—he raises his eyebrows pointing to his chest. Matthew told us people would be disoriented for a while after drinking the memory serum, but I didn’t think “disoriented” meant “stupid” until now.

            I sigh. “Yes, that’s you! For the eleventh time! Come on, let’s go.”

            I thought that when I looked at him after he drank the serum, I would still see the initiate who shoved a butter knife into Edward’s eye, and the boy who tried to kill my girlfriend, and all the other things he has done, stretching backward for as long as I’ve known him. But it’s easier than I thought to see that he has no idea who he is anymore. His eyes still have that wide, innocent look, but this time, I believe it.

            Evelyn and I walk side by side, with Peter trotting behind us. The snow has stopped falling now, but enough has collected on the ground that it squeaks under my shoes.

            We walk to Millennium Park, where the mammoth bean sculpture reflects the moonlight, and then down a set of stairs. As we descend, Evelyn wraps her hand around my elbow to keep her balance, and we exchange a look. I wonder if she is as nervous as I am to see my father again. I wonder if she is nervous every time.

            At the bottom of the steps is a pavilion with two glass blocks, each one at least three times as tall as I am, at either end. This is where we told Marcus and Johanna we would meet them—both parties armed, to be realistic but even.

            They are already there. Johanna isn’t holding a gun, but Marcus is, and he has it trained on Evelyn. I point the gun Evelyn gave me at him just to be safe. I notice the planes of his skull, showing through his shaved hair, and the jagged path his crooked nose carves down his face.

            “Tobias!” Johanna says. She wears a coat in Amity red, dusted with snowflakes. “What are you doing here?”

            “Trying to keep you all from killing each other,” I say. “I’m surprised you’re carrying a gun.”

            I nod to the bulge in her coat pocket, the unmistakable contours of a weapon.

            “Sometimes you have to take difficult measures to ensure peace,” Johanna says. “I believe you agree with that, as a principle.”

            “We’re not here to chat, Marcus says, looking at Evelyn. “You said you wanted to talk about a treaty.”

            The past few weeks have taken something from him. I can see it in the turned-down corners of his mouth, in the purple skin under his eyes. I see my own eyes set into his skull, and think of my reflection in the fear landscape, how terrified I was, watching his skin spread over mine like a rash. I still am nervous that I will become him, even now. Standing at odds with him with my mother at my side, like I always dreamed I would when I was a child.

            But I don’t think I’m still that afraid.

            “Yes,” Evelyn says. “I have some terms for us both to agree to. I think you will find them fair. If you agree to them, I will step down and surrender whatever weapons I have that my people are not using for personal protection. I will leave the city and not return.”

            Marcus laughs. I’m not sure if it’s a mocking laugh or a disbelieving one. He’s equally capable of either sentiment, an arrogant and deeply suspicious man.

            “Let her finish,” Johanna says quietly, tucking her hands into her sleeves.

            “In return,” Evelyn says, “you will not attack or try to seize control of the city. You will allow those people who wish to leave and seek a new life elsewhere to do so. You will allow those who choose to stay to vote on new leaders and a new social system. And most importantly, you, Marcus, will not be eligible to lead them.”

            It is the only purely selfish term of the peace agreement. She told me she couldn’t stand the thought of Marcus duping more people into following him, and I didn’t argue with her.

            Johanna raises her eyebrows. I notice that she has pulled her hair back on both sides, to reveal the scar in its entirety. She looks better that way—stronger, when she is not hiding behind a curtain of hair, hiding who she is.

            “No deal,” Marcus says. “I am the leader of these people.”

            “Marcus,” Johanna says.

            He ignores her. “You don’t get to decide whether I lead them or not because you have a grudge against me Evelyn.”

            “Excuse me,” Johanna says loudly. “Marcus, what she is offering is too good to be true—we get everything we want without all the violence! How can you possibly say no?”

            “Because I am the rightful leader of these people!” Marcus says. “I am the leader of the Allegiant! I—“

            “No you are not,” Johanna says calmly. “I am the leader of the Allegiant. And you are going to agree to this treaty, or I am going to tell them that you had a chance to end this conflict without bloodshed if you sacrificed your pride and you said no.”

            Marcus’s passive mask is gone, revealing the malicious face beneath it. But even he can’t argue with Johanna, whose perfect calm and perfect threat have mastered him. He shakes his head but doesn’t argue again.

            “I agree to your terms,” Johanna says, and she holds out her hand, her footsteps squeaking in the snow.

            Evelyn removes her glove fingertip by fingertip, reaches across the gap, and shakes.

            “In the morning we should gather everyone together and tell them the new plan,” Johanna says. “Can you guarantee a sage gathering?”

            “I’ll do my best,” Evelyn says.

            I check my watch. An hour has passed since Amar and Christina separated from us near the Hancock building, which means he probably knows that the serum virus didn’t work. Or maybe he doesn’t. Either way, I have to do what I came here to do—I have to find Zeke and his mother and tell them what happened to Uriah.

            “I should go,” I say to Evelyn. “I have something else to take care of. But I’ll pick you up from the city limits tomorrow afternoon?”

            “Sounds good,” Evelyn says, and he rubs my arm briskly with a gloved hand, like she used to when I came in from the cold as a child.

            “You won’t be back, I assume?” Johanna says to me. “You’ve found a life for yourself on the outside?”

            “I have,” I say. “Good luck in here. The people outside—they’re going to try to shut the city down. You should be ready for them.”

            Johanna smiles. “I’m sure we can negotiate with them.”

            She offers me her hand, and I shake it. I feel Marcus’s eyes on me like an oppressive weight threatening to crush me. I force myself to look at him.

            “Good bye,” I say to him, and I meant it.

Hana, Zeke’s mother, has small feet that don’t touch the ground when she sits in the easy chair in their living room. She is wearing a ragged black bathrobe and slippers, but the air she has, with her hands folded in her lap and her eyebrows raised, is so dignified that I feel like I am standing in front of a world leader. I glance at Zeke, who is rubbing his fists to wake up.

            Amar and Christina found them, not among the other revolutionaries near the Hancock building, but in the family apartment in the Pire, above the Dauntless headquarters. I only found them because Christina thought to leave Peter and me a note with their location on the useless truck. Peter is waiting in the new van Evelyn found for us to drive to the Bureau.

            “I’m sorry, I say. “I don’t know where to start.”

            “You might begin with the worst,” Hana says. “Like what exactly happened to my son.”

            “He was seriously injured during an attack,” I say. “There was an explosion, and he was very close to it.”

            “Oh God,” Zeke says, and he rocks back and forth like his body wants to be a child again, soothed by motion.

            But Hana just bends her head, hiding her face from me.

            Their living room smells like garlic and onion, maybe remnants from that night’s dinner. I lean my shoulder into the white wall by the doorway. Hanging crookedly next to me is a picture of the family—Zeke as a toddler, Uriah as a baby, balancing on his mother’s lap. Their father’s face is pierced in several places, nose, ear and lip, but his wide, bright, smile and dark complexion are more familiar to me, because he passed them both to his sons.

            “He has been in a coma since then,” I say. “And…”

            “And he isn’t going to wake up,” Hana says, her voice strained. “That is what you came to tell us right?”

            “Yes,” I say. “I came to collect you so that you can make a decision on his behalf.”

            “A decision?” Zeke says. “You mean, to unplug him or not?”

            “Zeke,” Hana says, and she shakes her head. He sinks back into the couch. The cushions seem to wrap around him.

            “Of course we don’t want to keep him alive that way,” Hana says. “He would want to move on. But we would like to go see him,”

            I nod. “Of course. But there’s something else I should say. The attack… it was a kind of uprising that involved some of the people from the place where we were staying. And I participated in it.”

            I stare at the crack in the floorboards right in front of me, at the dust that has gathered over time, and wait for a reaction, any reaction. What greets me is only silence.

            “I didn’t do what you asked me,” I say to Zeke. “I didn’t watch out for him the way I should have. And I’m sorry.”

            I chance a look at him, and he is just sitting still, staring at the empty vase on the coffee table. It is painted with faded pink roses.

            “I think we need some time with this,” Hana says. She clears her throat, but it doesn’t help her tremulous voice.

            “I wish I could give it to you,” I say. “But we’re going back to the compound very soon, and you have to come with us.”

            “All right,” Hana says. “If you can wait outside, we will be there in five minutes.”

            The ride back to the compound is slow and dark. I watch the moon disappear and reappear behind the clouds as we bump over the ground. When we reach the other limits of the city. It begins to snow again, large, light flakes that swirl in front of the head lights. I wonder if Tris is watching it sweep across the pavement and gather in piles by the airplanes. I wonder if she is living in a better world than the one I left, among people who no longer remember what it is to have pure genes.

            Christina leans forward to whisper into my ear, “So you did it? It worked?”

            I nod. In the rearview mirror I see her touch her face with both hands, grinning into her palms. I know how she feels: safe. We are all safe.

            “Did you inoculate your family?” I say.

            “Yep. We found them with the Allegiant, in the Hancock building,” she says. “But the time for the reset has passed -- it looks like Tris and Caleb stopped it.”

            Hana and Zeke murmur to each other on the way there, marveling at the strange, dark world we move through. Amar gives the basic explanation as we go, looking back at them instead of the road far too often for my comfort. I try to ignore my surges of panic as he almost veers into streetlights or road barriers, and focus instead on the snow.

            I have always hated the emptiness that winter brings, the blanket landscape and the stark difference between sky and ground, the way it transforms trees into skeletons and the city into a wasteland. Maybe this winter I can be persuaded otherwise.

            We drive past the fences and stop by the front doors, which are no longer manned by guards. We get out, and Zeke seizes his mother’s hand to steady her as she shuffles through the snow. As we walk into the compound, I know for a fact that Caleb succeeded, because there is no one in sight. That can only mean that they have been reset, their memories forever altered.

            “Where is everyone?” Amar says.

            We walk through the abandoned security checkpoint without stopping. On the other side, I see Cara. The side of her face is badly bruised, and there’s a bandage on her head. But that’s not what concerns me. What concerns me is the troubled look on her face.

            “What is it?” I say.

            Cara shakes her head.

            “Where’s Tris?” I say.

            “I’m sorry, Tobias.”

            “Sorry about what?” Christina says roughly. “Tell us what happened!”

            “Tris went into the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb,” Cara says. “She survived the death serum, and set off the memory serum, but she was shot… in the head. She’s alive… but it doesn’t look good. I’m so sorry.”

Most of the time I can tell when people are lying, and this must be a lie, because Tris is fine. Her eyes bright and cheeks flushed and her small body fully of power, and strength, standing in a shaft of light in the atrium. Tris is fine, she wouldn’t leave me here alone, and she wouldn’t go into the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb.

            I take off running to the hospital wing where she remains fighting.

            As I’m running I realize: of course Tris would go to the Weapons Lab instead of Caleb.

            Of course she would.

            Christina yells after me, but to me her voice sounds muffled, like I have submerged my head underwater. The details of the halls are difficult to see, the world smearing together into dull colors.

            When I reach her room, I look in. All I can do is stand still—if I stand still I can pretend everything is all right. That she isn’t dying right in front of me.

            All I’m doing is standing still. Helpless.

Chapter 52-TOBIAS

As I sat next to her bed, I remembered when her body first hit the net, all I registered was a gray blur. I pulled her across it and her hand was small, but warm, and then she stood before me, short and thin and plain and in all ways unremarkable—except that she had jumped first. The Stiff had jumped first. 

     Even I didn’t jump first.

            Her eyes were so stern, so insistent.


Chapter 53-TOBIAS

But that wasn’t the first time I ever saw her. I saw her in the hallways at school, and my mother’s false funeral, and walking the sidewalks in the Abnegation sector. I saw her, but I didn’t see her; no one saw her the way she truly was until she jumped.

            I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.

Chapter 54-TOBIAS

I’ve been with her for a week now. They say she gets better every day, but she’s a fighter, I hoped she would. I’d be excited about her progress, but everyone has warned me that when she’s finally awake, I might not have my Tris back.

            They don’t know what she’ll be like. No one’s ever survived the death serum. Not to mention she was shot in the head, and laid there dying while everyone was gassed. And I was nowhere near her.

            I should have been there. I didn’t feel right leaving her alone with this big of a task. I’m always right, I can
hear her say.
            But this time she wasn’t. I’ve let her down so many times because I wouldn’t listen to her. For trusting my own instincts over my own.

            I was so worried about letting her down again, that I ignored what I felt completely.

            And now she’s here. And it’s my fault.

Chapter 55-TOBIAS

I’m in a daze. I haven’t slept, but I don’t feel tired. I try to keep busy, keep the company of others, and am crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I feel like I have lost everything. I watch everyone else recover from the memory serum that altered them permanently. Those that are lost are gathered into groups and given the truth: that human nature is complex, that all our genes are different, but neither damaged nor pure, and Tris is a hero. They were also given a lie: that their memories were erased because of a freak accident, and that they were on the verge of lobbying the government for equality for GD’s.

            My hands shake as I stop by the control room to watch the city on the screens. Johanna is arranging transportation for those who want to leave the city. They will come here to learn the truth. I don’t know what will happen to those who remain in Chicago, and I’m not sure I care.

            I shove my hands into my pockets and watch for a few minutes, then walk away again, trying to match my footsteps to my heartbeat, or to avoid the cracks between the tiles. When I walk past the entrance I see a small group of people gathered by the stone sculpture, one of them in a wheelchair—Nita.

I was there for some of Uriah’s last breaths. Christina found me to let me know that they were unplugging him.

We go to the observation window, my body aching with each step. Evelyn is there—Amar picked her up in my stead, a few days ago. She tries to touch my shoulder and I yank it away, not wanting to be comforted. I don’t deserve it.

Inside the room, Zeke and Hana stand on either side, holding his hands. I notice a doctor standing near the heart rate monitor, extending a clipboard not to Hana or Zeke but to David. Sitting in his wheelchair. Hunched and dazed, like all the others who have lost their memories.

            “What is he doing here?” I feel like all my muscles and bones and nerves are on fire.

            “He’s still technically the leader of the Bureau, at least until they replace him,” Cara says from behind me. “Tobias, he doesn’t remember anything. The man you knew doesn’t exist anymore; he’s as good as dead. That man doesn’t remember shooting—“ 

            “Shut up!” I snap. David signs the clipboard and turns around, pushing himself through the door. It opens and I can’t stop myself—I lunge toward him, and only Evelyn’s wiry frame stops me from wrapping my hands around his throat. He gives me a strange look and pushes himself down the hallway as I press against my mother’s arm, which feels like a bar across my shoulders.

“Tobias,” Evelyn says. “Calm down.”
“Why didn’t someone lock him up?” I demand, my eyes to blurry to see out of.
“Because he still works for the government,” Cara says. “Just because they’ve declared it an unfortunate accident doesn’t mean they’ve fired everyone. And the government isn’t going to lock him up just because he shot a rebel under duress.”
“A rebel,” I repeat. “That’s all she is now?”

“Of course not,” Cara says softly. “She’s a hero now, but as far as everyone is concerned now, it was an accident. Confusion. It was chaos around here. No one knew who the good guys were.”
I’m about to respond, but Christina interrupts, “Guys, they’re doing it.”

In Uriah’s room, Zeke and Hana join their free hands over Uriah’s body. I see Hana’s lips moving, but I can’t tell what she’s saying—do the Dauntless have prayers for the dying? The Abnegation react to death with silence and service, not words. I find my anger ebbing away, and I’m lost in muffled grief again, this time not just for Tris, but for Uriah, whose smile is burned into my memory. My friend’s brother, and then my friends too, though not for long enough to let his humor work its way into me, not for long enough.

The doctor flips some switches, his clipboard clutched to his stomach, and the machines stop breathing for Uriah. Zeke’s shoulders shake, and Hana squeezes his hand tightly, until her knuckles go white.

Then she says something, and
her hands spring open, and she steps back from Uriah’s body. Letting him go.

I move away from the window, walking at first, and then running, pushing my way through the hallways, careless, blind, empty.


Chapter 56-TRIS 

Bright lights.

Am I alive?

My name is Beatrice Prior…

I know nothing else.

Chapter 57-TOBIAS

I wake up to Christina standing over me, eyes wild with excitement.

            “Tris!” She’s pants. “She’s awake!”

Before I even realize it, I’m jumping out of my bed and take off running. When I reach the hospital, I shove doctors out of my way and practically kick her door open.
She stares at me. She’s there. Awake.

            I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this.

            She looks the same, yet different. She’s quiet and still.    

            And she’s scared. She’s looking at me like a stranger…

She doesn’t remember me.

Chapter 58-TOBIAS


Doctors come running in and drag me out of her room.

            “I tried to stop you… to tell you,” he says calmly.

            “She doesn’t remember me, does she? She never will…” I say. My face is getting hot, my eyes are burning. I can feel my heart dropping. 


            “We’ve kept her sedated because of her wounds. We wouldn’t know anything about her memory until she woke up. When we got to her she was very weak... not only did she fight off the death serum, which is a miracle in itself, she was shot pretty severely in the head, it was all just too much. I’m so—“

            “Sorry?” I say coldly. I turn and walk out.

After all we have been through, she’s alive. She’s mine to have again.

            But she’s gone. She’s not Tris. She’s not the same. She never will be.

I don’t know if I can take this anymore. I’ve always been worried I’d lose her to death. This is much worse. It sounds selfish, but I’d almost rather her be dead. Just a memory for me to have forever.

            Now she’ll be around, alive. I’ll know she’s here, so close to me, but I can never have her. I’ll always love her. Even the Tris who she becomes without her memories.

            But will she love me?

Chapter 59-TOBIAS 

The next day I take a truck from the compound. The people there are still recovering from their memory loss, so no one tries to stop me. I drive over the railroad tracks toward the city, my eyes wandering over the skyline but not really taking it in.

            When I reach the fields that separate the city from the outside world, I press down on the accelerator. The truck crushes dying grass and snow beneath its tired, and soon the ground turns into pavement in the Abnegation sector, and I barely feel the passage of time. The streets are all the same, but my hands and feet know where to go, even if my mind doesn’t bother to guide them. I pull up to the house near the stop sign, with the cracked front walk.
            My house. 

            I walk through the front door and up the stairs, still with that muffled feeling in my ears, like I am drifting far away from the world. People talk about the pain of grief, but I don’t know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.            I press my palm to the panel covering the mirror upstairs, and push it aside. Though the light of sunset is orange, creeping across the floor and illuminating my face from below, I have never looked paler; the circles under my eyes have never been more pronounced. I have spent the past few days somewhere between sleeping and waking, not quite able to manage either extreme.

            I plug the hair clippers into the outlet near the mirror. The right guard is already in place, so all I have to do is run it though my hair, bending my ears down to protect them from the blade, turning my head to check the back of my neck for places I might have missed. The shorn hair falls on my feet and shoulders, itching whatever bare skin it finds. I run my hand over my head to make sure it’s even, but I don’t need to check, not really. I learned to do this myself when I was young.

            I spend a lot of time brushing it from my shoulders and feet, then sweeping it into a dustpan. When I finish, I stand in front of the mirror again, and I can see the edges of my tattoo, the Dauntless flame.

            I take a vial of memory serum from my pocket. I know that one vial will erase most of my life, but not all of it. I will still know how to write, how to speak, how to put together a computer, but I won’t remember her. Our memories.

            The experiment is over. Johanna successfully negotiated with the government—David’s superiors—to allow the former faction members to stay in the city, provided they are self-sufficient, submit to the government’s authority, and allow outsiders to come in and join them, making Chicago just another metropolitan area, like Milwaukee. The Bureau, once in charge of the experiment, will now keep order in Chicago’s city limits.

            It will be the only metropolitan area in the country governed by people who don’t believe in genetic damage. A kind of paradise. Matthew told me he hopes people from the fringe will trickle in to fill all the empty spaces, and find there a life more prosperous than the one they left.

            All I want is to become someone new. In this case, Tobias Johnson, son of Evelyn Johnson. Tobias Johnson may have lived a dully and empty life, but he is at least a whole person, not this fragment of a person that I am, too damaged by pain to become anything useful.

            “Matthew told me you stole some of the memory serum and a truck,” Says a voice at the end of the hallway. Christina’s. “I have to say, I didn’t really believe him.”

            I must not have heard
her enter the house through the muffle. Even her voice sounds like it is traveling through water to reach my ears, and it takes me a few seconds to make sense of what she says. When I do, I look at her and say, “Then why did you come, if you didn’t believe him?”

            “Just in case,” she says, starting towards me. “Plus I wanted to see the city one more time before it all changes. Give me the vial Tobias.”
“No.” I fold my fingers over it to protect it from her. “This is my decision. Not yours.”
Her dark eyes widen, and her face is radiant with sunlight. It makes every strand of her thick, dark hair gleam orange like it’s on fire.

            “This is not your decision,” she says. “This is the decision of a coward, and you’re a lot of things, Four, but not a coward. Never.”

            “Maybe I am now,” I answer passively. “Things have changed. I’m all right with it.”

            “No you’re not.”

            I feel so exhausted all I can do is roll my eyes.

            “You can’t become a person she would hate,” Christina says, quietly this time. “And she would’ve hated this.”

            Anger stampedes through me, hot and lively, and the muffled feeling around my ears falls away, making even this quiet Abnegation street
sounds loud. I shudder with the force of it.

            “Shut up!” I yell. “Shut up! You don’t know what she would hate—no one does! Not even me! She’s not Tris anymore! She’s just—“

            “I know she wouldn’t want you to just erase her from your memory like she didn’t even matter to you! No one would!”

            I lunge toward her, pinning her shoulder to the wall, and lean closer to her face.
            “If you dare suggest that again,” I say, “I’ll—“

            “You’ll what?” Christina shoves me back, hard. “Hurt me? You know, there’s a word for big, strong men who attack women, and it’s coward.”

            I remember my father’s screams filling the house, and his hand around my mother’s throat, slamming her into walls and doors. I remember watching from my doorway, my hand wrapped around the door frame. And I remember hearing quiet sobs through her bedroom door, how she locked it so I couldn’t get in.

            I step back and slump against the wall, letting my body collapse into it.

            “I’m sorry.” I say.

            “I know,” she answers.

            We stand still for a few seconds, just looking at each other. I remember hating her the first time I met her, because she was a Candor, because words just dribbled out of her mouth unchecked, careless. But over time she showed me who she really was, a forgiving friend, faithful to the truth, brave enough to take action. I can’t help but like her now, can’t help but see what Tris saw in her.

            “I know how it feels to want to forget everything,” she says. “I also know how it feels to lose someone you love for no reason, and want to trade all your memories of them for just a moment’s peace.”
She wraps her hand around mine, which is wrapped around the vial.

            “I didn’t know Will long,” she says, “but he changed my life. He changed me. And I know Tris changed you even more.”

            The hard expression she wore a moment ago melts away, and she touches my shoulders lightly.

            “The person you became with her is worth being,” she says. “If you swallow that serum, you’ll never be able to find your way back to him.”

            The tears come again, like when I first learned how serious Tris’ condition was. This time, pain comes with them, hot and sharp in my chest. I clutch the vial in my first, desperate for the relief it offers, the protection from the pain of every memory clawing inside me like an animal.

            Christina puts her arms around my shoulders, and her embrace only makes the pain worse, because it reminds me of every time Tris’s thin arms slipped around me, uncertain at first but then stronger, more confident, more sure of herself and of me. It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, not even her. The Tris I know and love is gone.

            Crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it’s all I can do. Christina holds me upright and doesn’t say a word for a long time.

            Eventually I pull away, but her hands stay on my shoulders, warm and rough with calluses. Maybe just as skin on a hand grows tougher after pain in repetition, a person does too. But I don’t want to become a calloused man.

            There are other kinds of people in this world. There is the kind like Tris, who after suffering and betrayal, could still find enough love to sacrifice her life instead of her brothers. The kind like Caleb, confused and cowardly, but will come through in the end to help someone he loves. The kind like Peter, evil and unable to change. Or the kind like Cara, who could still forgive the person who shot her brother in the head. Or Christina, who lost friend after friend but still decided to stay open, to make new ones. Appearing in front of me is another choice, brighter and stronger than the ones I gave myself.

            My eyes opening, I offer the vial to her. She takes it and pockets it.

            “I know Zeke’s still weird around you,” she says slinging an arm across my shoulders. “But I can be your friend in the meantime. We can even exchange bracelets if you want, like the Amity girls used to.”

            “I don’t think that will be necessary.”

            We walk down the stairs and out to the street together. The sun has slipped behind the buildings of Chicago, and in the distance I hear a train rushing over the rails, but we are moving away from this place and all that it has meant to us, and that is all right.

            There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes bravery involves laying down your life for something bigger than yourself, or for someone else. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved, for the sake of something greater.

            But sometimes it doesn’t.

            Sometimes it is nothing more than gritting your teeth through pain, and the work of every day, the slow walk toward a better life.

            That is the sort of bravery I must have now.


Chapter 60-TRIS

It’s strange, being told about your own life They say that boy—that man—that came bursting into my room when I first woke up was my boyfriend once. Tobias? I think his name was. 

I would say it was some sick joke they were playing on me, but the way he looked at me, the hurt in his eyes, told me they weren’t lying.
I guess I was a very brave and selfless person. Everyone, strangers, keeps praising me as some sort of hero, but I don’t know why. I was a hero. But I that’s not who I am anymore.

            I don’t know who I am.

Chapter 61-TRIS 

Tobias keeps coming by to see me. Though he never comes in. I don’t know what this feeling is, but when I look at him, I remember. Not events or details, but emotions.

            Wanting. Anger. Sadness. Joy.


            I have no doubt he loves me. And I know I loved him too, I can feel it. But could I love him again? He’s a stranger. Though sometimes the way he looks at me, I know he’s seen more of me than anyone.

            I want to love him. 

  I want him to be happy.

I ask for him.

 Chapter 62-TOBIAS

Tris asked for me yesterday. I didn’t go. Walking by her room is torture enough, but actually going in to talk to her? I can’t do it.

But I do.

She’s waiting for me when I get there.
“I didn’t think you’d come.” She says.

            “I wasn’t going to. But it didn’t feel right, just leaving you.”

            “I want to tell you something…”
            She stares at her hands. It’s funny. She may be a totally different person, but I can still read her emotions. She doesn’t look confused or sad. She looks, embarrassed and uncomfortable.

            “Sometimes when you look
at me… I can tell that we’ve… been intimate. You’ve seen more of me than anyone. I can feel that,” her cheeks flush red with embarrassment, “I don’t remember you.” Her words cut through me. It stings. Bad. “But when I see you, I get… emotional. All of these feelings flood my thoughts. The strongest of them being love. I’m telling you this because I want you to be happy. I loved you once, I’m sure of it,” she continues.
Is she going to try and love me again? Do I want her to?

            “But I don’t… know you. And you don’t know me. I don’t know if I can love you like before. I don’t know if I can love you the way you want me to.”

            I can feel my heart exploding. My eyes are watering. I’m speechless. She’s just staring at me now, as if she didn’t just rip my whole world apart. All of my memories of us come crashing back. I let her in. I took her through my fear landscape. She helped me get through all of it. How could I possibly live without her? She helped me overcome some of my greatest fears. She knows my deepest secrets. I was able to share my pain with her, and it felt amazing not having to carry that weight alone anymore. And now it’s all back, on me, alone. Crushing me. Suffocating me.

            She’s still just sitting there. Waiting. Waiting for me to react. I want to leave, but I can’t. I start to get up, but there’s one more thing I need to do. I cannot just leave without it, at least, I hope I don’t have to.

            “I know you don’t remember anything. About before, about me. Every time I thought I had lost you, all I wanted was one more kiss. To wrap you in my arms one last time. And now that I am losing you, it’s still all I want.” I know she understands what I am asking. But she takes her time thinking about it. I can tell
she doesn’t want me to. It was a selfish thing to ask. But it’s what I need.

            She can tell I’m collapsing.

            She raises her hand, waving me towards her.

I walk toward her, awkwardly, timidly. It’s weird knowing everything about someone, knowing them so intimately, but having them look at you like you are a stranger. This is my last moment with her, ever. I’m next to the bed and I lean toward her, looking deep into those eyes that I’ve stared into for so long. Savoring every moment. Wishing it could last forever. I slide my hand toward the side of her face, brushing a piece of her hair away as I have done so many times before, so familiar but so new. We close our eyes, and I kiss her one last time.

 Chapter 63-TRIS

I didn’t want to say yes, but I felt I owed it to him, for him to be happy.

His lips meet mine. My head starts racing.

Trains. Net. Blue eyes. Strong hand. Pain.

Desire. Ferris Wheel. Fear. Secrets. War.

Serums. Fence. Bureau. Experiments. Intimacy.

Chapter 64-TOBIAS

I’m about to pull away from my past, present, and future with Tris when she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in deeper. And for a moment, it’s as if the real Tris is here with me. Kissing me as she often did when we had been separated, fighting for each other, for us.

            I don’t know what is happening. I don’t know why she is doing this. But I never want it to stop.
She pulls away, holding my face between her hands grinning from ear to ear.

            “I’ve missed kissing you… Four.”


So whatcha think? GREAT, RIGHT???

I loved it, and Stephanie said she is NOT done and plans to write more, how cool is that??? I thought  Stephanie had Tobias and Tris voice down to the T. When she wrote about Tobias grieving for Tris, (Well she wasn't died, but she might as well have been because she didn't know him or even love him anymore. But when she wrote that part, I honestly had tears in my eyes, because I could see Tobias reacting like that and I could feel his pain. Stephanie did an AMAZING job with this alternate ending, and I look forward to reading more of here work. Stay Posted because as Stephanie writes more of Tobias and Tris's world in the new world I will post them here!

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  1. Nice :-) I've spread this to some of my friends on Twitter who hated the original ending because I know this will make them happy. Thanks for sharing :-)

    Christina @ Ensconced in YA

    1. Thanks for sharing this! The Fan Fiction author wanted me to get this out there, and to be honest, I was devastated with Veronica's ending, and this ending made me feel SO MUCH BETTER!!! So now when I think about Tris and Four and their new world, I think of this ending and it gives much better feeling in my heart then the crap Veronica wrote, and I know how I felt and I definitely think this ending will make a lot of people feel a lot better! :) Thanks for sharing this and stopping by! :)

    2. This is amazing now why couldnt the real author think of this. I am so disappointed in Veronica

    3. Veronica Roth may not have intended it but evil defeated good. Tris dies and the monster David goes free. losing his memory is a gift for him he will have no remorse, no guilt or bad dreams about all the people he killed. he has a future while we are only left with grief. no justice and no future.. please change the ending.

  2. Thanks for sharing, much better than anything I read throughout the whole of Allegiant and such a better ending! Will be sharing this!

    1. I know, isn't it??? This ending is SO MUCH better then that junk Veronica wrote! I HATED ALLEGIANT, or pretty close to hate it anyway. But that ending was just TERRIBLE!!! Veronica Roth disappointed me more then I ever could of imagined! She will NOT be getting anymore of my hard earned money UNTIL she does a re-write! Thanks for stopping by and sharing your thoughts! :-)

  3. Thanks for sharing - I think I prefer Roth's ending, but I can see why some people would really have loved this and I definitely liked the idea of Caleb coming and basically saving Tris. Thanks for sharing!

    Nicole @ Feed Your Fiction Addiction

    1. Well I'm glad someone liked! :) Everyone I talked too said they either hated it, or came pretty dam close to hating it! You are really the only peron that I've personally talked with that loved it! And I am so happy that you did! But I just do NOT share them same feelings, quite the opposite really. Which is SO SAD, because I wanted to love it SO BAD, but I just couldn't for numerous reasons. Not just the ending, though the ending did play a big part, but it was not the only reason I did not love it, or even like it! I LOVED the other 2, but this one just fell flat for me! I will be posting my review this week, so if your interested in my thoughts on ALLEGIANT, and why it did not satisfy, then stop by and check it out! :) Thank you so much for stopping by, and voicing your opinions nicely! :-) I stopped by your blog and became a new follower! :-)

    2. I have to completely agree with Alicia. I connected so much with this story and its themes on a personal level, that I felt it unnecessary to end it the way she did. The themes could have remained intact with Tris living. And I feel like there are many, many readers who would agree. I locked myself in my room for three days trying to finish the series after work and to have it end like it did completely devastated me. On an personal note, I do not believe Tris and Four's love was physical or emotional. It was mental...they completed each other and I feel like It could be really silly of me to think this way, but their relationship was what our species strives for. It wasn't a matter of having someone else. It was a matter of completing themselves as a whole person. I think the author ended the book the way she did to keep it unpredictable, but there was enough of that already. We could have done without another twist. Especially this one.

  4. This was a great ending! Im really hoping Veronica does an alternate ending for the book and the movie because sadly I won't be seeing it and I was really excited for it! Im so mad that I finished this so late at night im going to have a hard time sleeping with how annoyed I am :(

    1. I know what you mean, and I feel your pain, trust me I do! I hated the ending too! And just knowing Veronica had it planned from the very beginning makes me want to scream!!!! As far as the movies go, I'm still on the fence about seeing them! But I know one thing for sure. If the Producers do NOT have an alternate ending for the movie, then I will not be seeing ALLEGIANT when it hits the big screen! I just can't bring myself to actually watch Tris die on screen! No way will I be putting myself through that torture again!

      Well thanks for stopping by and voicing your opinion! :)

  5. This new ending brought me to tears, but not like the tears from Veronica's ending. They were tears of joy!! Thank you for this! It makes me so happy to pretend that Tris really is alive and she remembers Tobias. I read your other comment about when the movie comes out and I feel the same way! even though I can read all this fanfic and pretend she never died, the movie will show her death and i'll be soooo sad!!! lets all hope for an alternate ending in the movie's special features or something!! haha

    1. I am SO glad that it brought you as much as joy as it brought me! :) Now when I think about Tris & Tobias, I think about them working through Tris transition in remembering things and them leaning on each other for support through this hard time. It brought me tears of joy also! And I am SO Hoping that they change the movies ending too, or I will NOT be seeing it!

      Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and for commenting! :)

  6. Thank you so much for this ending, I loved it! I really needed a different ending, its been hard to think about anything but how unfair i thought it was that she died after everything that she overcame. I am going to just pretend like this is the real ending :)

    1. I feel your pain! I was devasted after having invested so much in Veronica Roth and the Divergent Series, and to have that happen to Tris after she has overcome so much, was just terrible! And honestly I don't think she sacrificed herself for the right reasons at all! I think it all could of be dealt with a different way! But anyways, that's for my review going up next week!

      Thank you so much for stopping by and voicing your opinions, they all mean so much to me and the Fan Fiction Author! As far as pretending that this is the real ending. Its the only thing that gets me through the ending! :)

    2. Well said Alicia, I feel the same way. Of all the near death experiences she's overcome this is what kills her? I didn't get that. The ending was extremely dissatisfying for me. I hope the movie alters from Veronica's ending to something similar to this alternate ending. Otherwise I'm not sure I want to relive Tris's story knowing the outcome. I know Veronica won't rewrite the ending, but I do wish secretly that she would.

    3. Thank you Joe! Its hard dealing with such a tragic event, especially when you're so invested in the character and a series in a whole! Frankly, I was devasted by the ending, and silly me, I didn't see it coming! (What's wrong with me:) But as you said, having Tris overcome so many near death experiences, to have this be the one to finally be the one to end it (I don't want to leave spoilers) is just insane! I would of respected NOT like, but respected it, if their would of been a better cause to finally end it!

      As for the movie? I am definitely on the fence! I think Hollywood will change the ending, at least if the know what good for them they will! But if the ending is changed, I'll probably see it, but who knows?

      Thanks for taking the time to comment and voice your opinion! :D

    4. The public can be verrry persuasive. I think that is it becomes common knowledge that the fans did not like the series ending then it can change. We can change things in politics with public opinion why not in hollywood then?

  7. I absolutely love this ending, well done! I typically don't appreciate when anyone alters the ending of a book/movie, but I think this is an exception that needs to happen for the future movie. I hope the movie follows your ending rather than Veronica's.

    1. I know, me too! This ending pretty much sealed it for me! After reading Veronica's ending and having a gapping hole in my heart, this ending stitched it back together and allowed me to move on! :)

      When I picture the end of ALLEGIANT, I picture this ending and that at least Tris and Tobias will have some kinda life!

      And for the movie, I REALLY hope they follow this ending, or at least something similar! This ending was perfect in my eyes! It's not the terrible heartbreaking ending Veronica wrote, but its also NOT a sweet "Holding hands walking off into the sunset" as Veronica's says, ending either! Its sad, but hopefully at the same time! This ending I can live with! Veronica's ending I CAN NOT!!!

      Thanks so much for stopping by and reading this Alternate ending! I hope you spread the word to all the people you know who did not like Veronica's ending, so they can have the chance to heal too! :)

  8. This was the PERFECT ending. The one I was expecting in the original but didn't get. My heart was shattered when Tris died and I didn't know what to do. It just felt wrong. Through the whole series no matter what they battled I thought they would survive it together...and then they didn't :( I really hope when they make the movie they take this alternate ending into consideration. Tobias and Tris need to be together in the end. Out of all the fan fiction I have read so far this is the best. I am so glad Stephanie decided to write this!

    1. I know!!! It was SO PERFECT in every way!! Stephanie really rocked this ending!! I literally cried when I read this ending!! It felt SO right, and Veronica's felt so wrong!! And what I really like about this ending is that first Tris GETS TO LIVE!! But also because it wasn't this happy, unbelievable, sugar sweet ending! No, it was because it was intense, and heartbreaking, and wonderful, and it felt like all the piece fit together in every way. I loved seeing Tris and Tobias having too lean so heavily on each other to get through the pain that they are experiencing!!

      Anyways, I should have the Epilogue soon from Stephanie. So be sure to stop back by after the holidays to see if its posted yet!!!

      Thank you Felicia so much for stopping by and voicing your opinions! They all mean a lot. Happy holidays! :D

    2. Awesome cannot wait to read it! Happy Holidays to you too! :)

  9. This ending is so much better! I hated the one from Veronica Roth which made me cry a whole evening. They should definetely change the ending when they produce the movie!!
    I loved the books, but this horrible ending is not acceptable and makes me so sad. There would have been so many better ways to end Allegiant! Hope that they will respect that most of the fans are so unhappy about this ending!!

    Love from Berlin, Germany
    Thanks for the alternative ending, it makes me feel a little less miserable.

    1. I hated Veronica's version of the final ending. This was the first series I loved and actually read the books. I thought that this was the series of a lifetime. I was even warned that somebody dies in the book, but I never thought it would be the main character. I believe that tris was to young to die. Some say that Veronica's ending was the best because she follows her parents footsteps but I think we would all agree that her parents would want her to live. I can't imagine Tobias being alone. I cried very hard when I read Veronica's ending. I had bought the divergent sound track and when I heard the song I Need You by M83 I could not stop crying. when I thought about tris going down the zip line while listening to the song it made me emotional. I love this ending it's beautiful. Tris was close to death so many times and that was how she died. I hate it Veronica could have been a little more thoughtful and ask what her fans would think. I will refuse to think that this awesome ending is not the real ending. It is the real ending and I believe it. I hate the feel how Veronica is making so much money out of a crappy ending. I couldn't face the book in either will I the movie. I am very disappointed in Veronica's ending and I will not support her until she rewrites it. I really wish that this was the actual ending.

  10. I love this ending so much better! I cried, not how I cried at the end of Allegiant, but i cried because it was perfect and happy. I wish this was the real ending. I hate how veronica made Tris die, I would think she would want to live on in honor of her parents and to be with Tobias. This is a way better way to Allegiant and i love this alternate ending.

    1. I am glad I am not the only one who cried!

  11. I was hoping we'd get a glimpse at what their future held after everything was said and done but now that she killed Tris off, we'll never know. I think I'm more depressed at the fact that Tobias is now left behind. Just something about that doesn't seem right of fair.

  12. Omg yes! When I read Veronica's end I sat there and cried. And now I'm sitting here dying with joy. I loved loved loved it!!! Talk about feeling whole again. I certainly do. Thanks to the writer for writing this and thanks for posting it!! LOVED IT!!!

  13. I wasn't at all happy with veronica Roth's ending. I woke my sister up with frustration. It feels so wrong that Tris died after everything she did. I mean she survived the death serum!!!! no one else ever did that....only to die by being shot!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what the hell is with that?!! and then Tobias was left behind. No it didn't make the cut for me. Although to be honest as soon as i found out it would be through a dual perspective i knew Tris was going to die. So for me to find an alternate ending where the MAIN character doesn't die is brilliant. I'll definitely see divergent when it comes out but some serious changes need to be made for the movie of this book. I barely survive the ending of the book let alone a movie. I still haven't got over it and i read the book in early November. I guess what I want to say is that even though I will always know and be scared by the author's ending it's good to get another ending that i can comfort myself with. So thank you for all the hard work that went into this and i will definitely be recommending it to others. Thank you :)

  14. Hi, thanks for this. I was so annoyed and upset when I finished Allegiant. Veronica Roth certainly didnt write the ending with fans and readers in mind and I wished that I hadn't purchased her books making her more money! I will print this out and place in Allegiant book so if I ever decide to re-read I will read it with this ending now. Although I'm still not going to see the movie as i've heard them state a little controversy is a good thing for a movie so it doesnt seem as though they have plans to change the ending! Such a shame as I LOVED the books but the ending just completely ruined them for me. Thanks you so much for posting this makes me feel so much better!!!!

  15. LOVE THIS ENDING!! Is there a way you can get this to the movie makers!? How can we get them aware of what audiences want!?

  16. This is great happily ever after that I'm sure puts many Divergent fans at ease. Unfortunately, life isn't typically a happy ending. We die in the middle of a sentence. Sometimes we die at the peek of our lives. Death is abrupt. We can't fight it; we can't stop it. Mortality rate is at 100%. Veronica Roth depicts death in full truth when Tris gives her life for her brother. Changing the ending is a tragedy in and of itself. Such a beautiful death should be appreciated. Sure, I was infinitely upset after finishing Allegiant, but after accepting the ending, I wouldn't change a word. Sacrificial love is a heart-breaking, magnificent thing. Thank you for the kicks and giggles, but Roth's version is undeniably wonderful and I appreciate her for going against the grain.
    Your Fellow Divergent Fan,

    1. I have to respectfully disagree. I just don't think it was necessary to kill off Tris and abandon Four like that. I just think that the other themes were completely shattered by her death.

  17. thank you to the author of this alternate ending! Veronica Roth's ending left me crying for two hours, at dinner out, on a vacation. miserable. But this put me at ease:) Tris was my all time favourite book character and to have her die at the end of such a fight broke my heart. Tobais and Tris go together, thats the end of the story. This made me cry again, but I'm so glad I found an alternate ending that sounded like the characters! love this so much, this is definitely how they should end the movie:) thankyouuuu!

  18. Thank you for posting this! It was an even better alternate ending than I was coming up with after I already so heartbroken. I loved that she kept a lot of the original story. What she added fit perfectly and it all flowed so nicely. PLEASE let us know when she has finished the epilogue! Is there any way I can get notified of that?!?! This alternate ending is how I'm going to be able to go back and reread this series without cutting myself short at the end :)

  19. I love this! This is how it all should have ended. I mean, COME ON... After everything that happen you just don't let your main character die. No matter how noble her cause was... I was going to be okay with the original ending if I hadn't read this but now when I think about the book I'm definitely going to imagine it ends like this... With them together like it should have been.
    Thank you so much for posting this. I cried so much when I read the Allegiant ending that I needed to get the ending I wanted!

  20. I love this alternate ending. The original had me going out of my mind. I seriously became obsessed with it. I would go back and re-read parts of the book when Tris and Tobias were happy and try to see that as the end of the book. This makes me not hate the last book as I did before.

    1. thank goodness I am not the only one to do this!!

  21. I love this alternate ending. The original had me going out of my mind. I seriously became obsessed with it. I would go back and re-read parts of the book when Tris and Tobias were happy and try to see that as the end of the book. This makes me not hate the last book as I did before.

  22. How can we get Lionsgate to use this instead? There have to be people contacting them about an alternate ending for the 3rd movie. And they'd be crazy not to.

    1. Hayley, I totally agree. Share this page with as many people as you can and maybe they will change it.

    2. Yep, lets share, share, share, and pray that they'll get the hint and change the ending, and hopefully to this ending!

      Here's to hoping! :)

  23. Fantastic! Sad, yet hopeful and so much more fulfilling! EPILOGUE! EPILOGUE! EPILOGUE!

  24. Infinitely better than the ending of the book, but it raises a question.

    How did Caleb know to run in after his sister?

    Veronica Roth addressed the questions of why she ended it the way she did but I still feel like the death of Tris was unjustified. I understand she wanted to demonstrate that Tris finally knew the meaning of true sacrifice for love, but in my opinion the moment she turned the gun on her brother and went in herself would've been enough to make the point. I also didn't care for the epilogue, and only continued to read to see if there was any closure. There wasn't.

    Very inconsiderate of Roth to state that she didn't have the reader in mind when writing the ending. A writer should always have the fans in mind, true enough that you don't always need to please readers but once a book is published and on shelves the characters and plots no longer belong solely to the author. We read and get lost in their words, the emotions of the characters become our emotions if only for a small portion of our lives from cover to cover. Killing Tris was selfish.

    Thank you for posting this.

  25. I hope they make the movie this way, I was never so devistated by a book series ending, to the point that I was mad that I wasted all my time reading them just to find out there isn't a happy ending for this 16 year old girl who basically commits suicide. I pray that the movie ending is not the same as the book

  26. Thank you for adapting the ending to one I can feel good about. I was devastated at the end of Allegiant; seriously, I rarely cry over books but I cried repeatedly about that one. I hated how sad Tobias still was after over 2 years (though if he had really moved on, I wouldn't have liked that either!) so I'm looking forward to seeing what you envision for their future. Tris has been strong so many times, I feel it's Tobias' turn to really support her as she recovers.

  27. I too re-wrote the ending of Allegiant. It was similar to yours but I like how creative yours is. If I had one wish in this world it's to have Veronica Roth re-write the ending of Allegiant, to have a happy ending like this one. I am considering writing a petition explaining to Veronica Roth that the book and movie Allegiant must have a better ending similar to this one or none of the petitioners will purchase anymore books, movie tickets or anything related to Divergent. Would anyone be interested in signing my potential petition?

    Please take it into consideration

    1. I'm in. I will sign your petition.

    2. Awesome ill email you a rough draft of the petition, see if there are any errors, then ill put it on please please please get as many people as you can to sign it.

    3. I'll sign. I hope Lionsgate uses an alternate ending for the movie (or at least includes alternate endings on the blueray). The studio had to be pissed after they saw the ending to the third book.

    4. I'll sign that we want an alternate ending in ALLEGINATS movie, or I will most definitely NOT be seeing it! I haven't even seen DIVERGENT'S movie yet! I'm just too mad a Veronica for killing off one of my favorite character...EVER!!!

  28. I'm writing a new version myself. It's slightly similar, except Caleb doesn't die. Maybe you could read it sometime? I'm not a teacher but I have been writing since I was 13 and I'm now 20, I'll be 21 here in a couple of months. I was losing my sanity and couldn't stop crying after reading allegiant so I had to do something! Like I said it's a lot like this one bit I figured out a way to keep the zip line scene in (which I love) and it follows Veronica's plot to the end just a few minor tweeks. Let me know if you are interested!

    1. I'd be happy to read your new ending. I'll read your ending when it's done if read my petition, then I'll put it on and you can help me have people sign. If your comfortable with that.

    2. I would LOVE to read your alternate ending also, Tori! I'm sure it's wonderful! :)

      If you search my blog and type in Allegiant's Epilogue you should be able to pull up Stephanie's version of the Allegiant's Epilogue, which has the Zip Line seen in it! :) It's REALLY GOOD too! :)

      I'm going to make a page at the top, and have both Allegiant's alternate ending and the Epilogue also. So it can all be on one page!

      Shoot me an email: or if you feel comfortable, you can post it here in the comments. Your call! ;)

      Thank you for stopping by, Tori! :)

    3. Here's a link to the Epilogue:

      Happy Reading! :)

  29. This ending is so much better!!! Not like the bs that Veronica wrote for the ending. I really hope when they make the movie they take into consideration about this version. One thing is for sure, I'm going to wait until I know for sure that Tris is not going to die in the movie so I can go see it. If Tris dies in the movie I'm not even going to bother to go see it. I had never been so upset after reading the ending of a book like I was with this one.

  30. Hey guys, this is my ending to "Allegiant" it is not as creative or detailed as Stephanie's, but I do think it is better than Veronica Roth's ending. I'm posting this up for food for thought I know there are some grammatical errors, please be respectful do not plagiarize or use this without permission. Let me know what you think, also please let me know if anyone is still interested in signing my petition explaining that "Allegiant" needs a better ending.

    Tobias epilogue
    Caleb and I search for Tris's body. When we eventually found the body I held her hand, says a silent prayer, and kissed her on the lips. Tris's eyes open and life is brought back inside her. "Tris you're alive, It's a miracle." I say. "Tobias you brought me back, I love you." The couple kisses. Caleb face is wrinkled, astounded by astounded by what has happened. "Beatrice I cannot believe you did that for me, I betrayed you." he says. "Your my brother, I love you." says Tris"I love you too." says Caleb. The group hugged and rejoiced in happiness. "Caleb I was in heaven for awhile, mom and told me to tell that they love you." Caleb's lip quivered, they must have been so proud of you." They were, they hugged and kissed me for the longest time." "why did you come back?" Asked Tobias. "Jesus was answering your prayer." The couples lips meet for a long time. Tris pulls away and says "Now that we are all together, lets stay together as a family, lets take care of our real problems." "What do you mean?" asked Caleb. If you never were sentenced to execution than none of this would have happened. The boys nod. "Let's destroy the death serum, every serum and every faction to make everyone one big faction." Caleb and Tobias smile, What are we waiting for?

    1. Ooh, interesting version! I like that they were all able to see each other again! And that Tris and Caleb were able to put aside all the wrong they've done and just love each other again! And a lot of kissing between Tris and Tobias! That was definitely a plus! ;)


  32. This was such a great ending to VR's version. It gave readers such a better after feel? to the story and I am so excited to read the epilogue. I hope the film has such a better ending otherwise I think my money will be wasted. When will the epilogue be published for us to read?

    1. The epilogue has already been published! :) Here's the link:

      I hope you enjoy it as much as this one! I LOVED it! :)

  33. Hey everyone, I wanted to leave the link to the epilogue:

    I do plan to create a page at the top of my blog to have them both together! :)

    I hope you guys enjoy the epilogue as much I did! :)

  34. I was really disappointed with the last book for many reasons but I have to say the biggest was tris s death. I love this ending and so much more of what expected from the characters. I love how the end was in a way mirroring the part where tris gets him to react from the simulation. He brings her back by kissing her. Thanks for this. :)

  35. I read the first book a couple of months ago and loved it. I then read the second and wasn't as thrilled so hadn't gotten around to reading the third yet. After reading the spoilers I won't be reading the last book since I know I won't like it. But I have seen the movie and I thought it was excellent. Treat it like a stand alone movie and just enjoy. The casting of Four was amazing.

  36. Replies
    1. Here's a link to the epilogue, Helena!

      I hope you enjoy it! :)

  37. Hey Everyone! I believe it is safe to say we all want a better ending to Allegiant. Here are some petitions to make that possible. Please sign them it's quick easy and free. Please keep in mind I am not posting these petitions out of disrespect for Veronica Roth. I support her ending to a certain extent because I'm glad there are heroes like Tris who are willing to die for the people they love, but Tris, and Tobias both deserve a happy ending. Please sign the petition and share them with your friends

  38. I signed 2 of them, but the first link is not working! I hope this works! Here's to hoping we get a new ending! :)

  39. Thank you. I needed this. I felt like Allegiant's ending was just such an unnecessarily tragic cop-out. The same thing could have been accomplished by Tris nearly dying, instead. And in fact I like what this author has done even better than that. My heart feels better.

  40. Thank you. Thank you..thank you for sharing this. This ending fits perfectly. Its as if this was how it really should have beautiful. I'm still wiping my tears away..

  41. Thank you for sharing this. I really felt like-why was Tris so strong to fight off every syrum but then all of a sudden shot dies with bullets, it just felt so weak and Tris kept saying that she wanted to live now, that is wasnt time to die that she had to live for the people you sacrificed their lives for her and having her brother come back was brilliant. This is deffinatly the way it was suppose to end.

  42. Loved this alternate ending! I've just posted abut it on twitter! this should be the actual anding not the original one. Stephanie Ziel completely captured the heart of the characters. Very impressed!
    Thanks so much for sharing! Hope they use this ending for the Allegiant Movie! ;)

  43. Is she going to continue writing on this alternate ending??
    LOVE IT!

    1. Yes, she wrote the epilogue that is posted on my blog also. Search for the Allegiant Epilogue and you should be able to find it. I'm glad you enjoyed it enough to want to continue Steph's alternate ending! :)

  44. This ,ade me feel so much better! Thank you! :D

  45. I cannot thank you enough for this. I would have never read the books if I knew it was going to end like that. Who in their right mind kills off their main character. And I fully believe it did not have to end that way no matter what anyone else says. I have read thousands of books and not one has the main character killed off. Thank you for making this a story I love.

  46. Thank you so much for this! I was absolutely devastated when I read Allegiant. My sister told me something bad happens at the end and I was like 'Well Tris can't die because she's the main character.' But when I saw some of the chapters were from Tobias's point of view, I knew something bad was going to happen.
    I read Allegiant all in 1 sitting. It took me about 9 - 10 hours. I normally don't do that but I just had to know what happens. I have to say that I am disappointed with the ending. The fact that a man in a wheelchair did it, makes me angry. After everything Tris had been through, she deserves to be happy. She deserves to live with Tobias and start a family with him. I know I'll go see Insurgent, but I don't know if I'll be able to go see Allegiant. My heart was broken and it hurt, but now that I have read this ending, I can feel my heart mending itself. There's a huge weight off my shoulders.
    If Veronica doesn't make an alternative ending for the movies, I just know she will loose thousands of fans and the movie won't do well.
    So thank you so much for this. I can't wait to see what Stephanie will write next.

  47. THIS is how it should have ended! I absolutely HATED the ending written by VR! I LOVE this version, and this is how I will choose to remember it! Fantastic job!!

  48. You know, I am new to book blogs, and had NO IDEA there were so many people who were as pissed off about this as I was! OMG! I went through the roof! I seriously contemplated giving my books away, I was sooooo angry! I have yet to see the movie, and probably won't until they release the 3rd book and I KNOW it will not contain the drivel VR wrote. I know that writers put down what they feel, but I also think that there had to be other endings running through her head that would have worked JUST AS WELL WITHOUT KILLING TRIS! Sorry...get a little emotional about this. Thanks so much for letting us know about this! It helps to know Tris lives n somewhere.

  49. LOVED IT!!!!so happy this woman wrote this and so happy u posted this.i just finished reading the book and i was so sad and angry.there's no freakin way i was gonna sleep after reading that horrible ending.I hate it when people say they want a "real" ending.that's not why i read this's just a work of fiction, not meant to be real and i devoted all this time to this entire series and i want the "happily ever after".it's what i wait for after all the hardships the characters go thank u and to the writer who took her time with this, i would defitnitly read any book she comes out with.:)

  50. i want to say so many things.... so many thoughts i have about this that i am not sure if i will be able to type what my heart is feeling, I LOVE READING! i love books and i think its a great way of getting away from reality, i spent a whole day (never done in my life) reading allegiant, no sleep no even eat, i was so captivated by it that i could not stop it, they went through so much together, my heart felt joy and sadness so many times reading the three books that when i got to the part where she dies i was like......what the? CRAP!!!!!! no way, that is how she is going to end it, how can i go watching the movies ever again knowing all that is for nothing, she is going to die. If at least they would have died together or he was there with her but to come back and find her dead?! NO THANK U VERONICA!!! i thought about giving up reading books for good, scared that if i care too much i would be so disappointed, but thank goodness for someone to decide to write an alternative ending, THANK U!!!. i think we should do i riot or something lol all fans do not go to watch the movies and then maybe they will change the end in the allegiant movie! cause for sure i am not going to watch it if she still dies! Camon its all fictional anyway what is it costing u make a nice happy ending after all we have suffered reading the books, why do u enjoy shattering our hears like that? :)

  51. This was amazing ^^ Can't wait for the next part. Do you know when it might be finished?

    1. It's already finished. Here's the link with the alternate ending and the epilogue together! Enjoy! :)

    2. It won't let me get to the page what can i do?!?! 😭😭😭😭

  52. I've started a petition on to Let Tris Live!

    Show your support and add your signatures! Share it with friends and family. If we can build up enough momentum, Lionsgate/Summit might take notice and let tris live in Alligiance Part 2!!

  53. I've read a couple of alternate endings by others but still felt I had to write my own. (I'm compulsive.) It's over at if anyone is interested in another version.

  54. Hello my name is Ellie... I am the most obsessed Divergent fan in the world and no one can tell me otherwise. My friend introduced me to the books a while back and I read them and became totally obsessed. Naturally I thought she was just as obsessed as I was, but although she loved the books too she was not obsessed so I am now alone in my longing and desire for Divergent. I also have started to write my own alternate ending to Allegiant and so far I have 45 pages. Although this ending was good, (I LOVED the whole she forgets and one kiss makes her remember thing) I please hope you don't mind me saying that I love mine more. I definitely will come back to find out what happens in your story though! LOL! I'm hooked again! So far I have only shared my story with my friend I told you about and I know it is impossible, but I so long for it to be REALLY published someday!!! What do I do with my story??? I want it to be on paper not online but it kills me not to be able to share it!!! WHAT DO I DO!!?? HELP PLEASE!! I don't want to waste my life. Another thing is I planned on making (at least) two more books of it. I already have a new name and cover for my first one; my alternate ending leading into the whole new story. So please tell me what I can do!?

    1. By the way about how old is this writer if I may ask? I know you may thing me "silly and petty" (Divergent quote) but I am an eighth grader... I take this very seriously and I find my future to be a confusing blur ahead of me... I cant see how I could be able to live without being... Well... Tris! I am an advanced writer and please don't judge me by my age I am (if I may say so) very mature when it comes to these things.

    2. OMG I feel the exact same way!! My email is if u r comfortable email me ur ending and I will tell u what I think. But I think that it is amazing that u have made a new ending, and two more books to go with it!! I am also a lonely Divergent fangirl, and I would love love love to read ur ending and see which I like best. Email me at ur leisure, or just don't and I'll know ur not comfortable doing it. I'm a 6th grader and my name is Andrea. Hope to talk to u soon!

  55. Can we a lol sign this pls for the sake of tris and rob ias endin? Is a petition directly to lions gate to change Allegiants ending

  56. This ending has given me hope and take this pain off of me! It was very heavy! I love thealternate endig they don deserve to Be happy tris and Tobias!

  57. I don’t usually comment in public forums on books I read, but sharing these thoughts is like therapy for me after mourning the ending of Allegiant. I understand why it makes literary sense for Tris to take her brother’s place and maybe even die in doing so, but I just feel so sad for Four. Not only did she complete him, but she was all he had (with the exception of possibly repairing his relationship with his mother), and he had already been through so much. In the first book she was ready to die for him, but now she leaves him devastated and unlikely to fully recover. It is also deeply dissatisfying that she died before they could realize the full potential of their relationship, stunted by the stresses of their situation and their scarce time alone.

    I like how, in this ending, Caleb was inspired by Tris and came after her, reciprocating her love and self-sacrifice. I also like how her own behavior remains consistent with the novel, true to her beliefs and values. On the other hand, I don’t know who would have been able to medically care for her bullet-would to the head after the whole bureau was given the memory serum, but something along these lines is infinitely more satisfying.

    My bet is that the movie will end in a way closer to this… :-)

    1. Well, they only erased things about genetics, so I guess they still knew how to treat her? I never thought about that, but I guess that's one of the beautiful mysteries of amazing writing. Thank you so much for showing us this!

  58. Thanks you so much for this "alternative" ending. I was so disapointed with the other one...
    Thanks again :-)

  59. I really liked this alternate ending. Actually CRIED when reading the last chapter. You're such a good writer. The Divergent series is great, but I didn't like the Allegiant ending. Thanks to you, I love it.
    I hope you keep writing, because you are great.

  60. I HATED the Allegiant ending, I almost cried! This was much better! Keep writing!

  61. Oh thank goodness. I finished Allegiant last night and was so upset I couldn't sleep! After all Tris and Tobias had been through I was appalled at how it ended. This is much better!

  62. Wow so I am reading the books again and was so disappointed by the ending the first time I read them. I didnt even want to read them again because of the ending but I came across this and loved the book again :) Has Stephanie written anymore for this? thanks so much for posting :)

  63. Hey guys!! Ok, two things.
    1: How can I get my alternate ending onto the Internet? Here's a summary of it; Tris still goes to the Weapons Lab, but right before she lunges at the box, Tobias comes and shoots David to save her. They go back to the hallway where Tobias asks Tris to marry him. She says yes. 5 yrs later they have two kids, one named Tori and one named Will. And that's pretty much a small summary of my alternate ending! So if u guys have any idea how to get this onto the Internet pls pls pls let me know!!
    2: If you guys are interested, there is an online petition that is all about changing the ending of Ascendant when it comes out. Pls pls pls sign so Tris and Four can get the ending they deserve!!

  64. I loved it !! Maybe you shd write after tris said "I have missed kissing you four" a little more like all her memories back and stuff. love to read more to this story.and this is definately better that the ending in which tris dies


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