Allegiant , the third installment in the Divergent trilogy by Veronica Roth, which was adapted into a four-part series of films, is getting a special collector’s edition. The Allegiant Collector’s Edition will hit shelves tomorrow, Oct. 6, and features 48 pages of bonus content, including deleted scenes and excerpts from Natalie Prior’s journal. EW has an exclusive first look at an excerpt from one of those scenes, called “Strike First, Strike Hard,” as well as Roth’s take on it.

“It was really difficult to cut this scene from ALLEGIANT,” Roth said in an email. “I originally had an entire section where Tris, Tobias, and the others reunite with the rest of Dauntless—a kind of quiet rebellion in which they assert their choice to stay a faction no matter what the factionless say. And this moment that Tris has with Peter was a part of it. It showed some of Peter’s vulnerability as well as how much Tris has changed since he first tormented her in this dormitory. She is stronger, now, but harder too; not all of the lessons she has learned are good ones. But I cut the Dauntless section because it slowed down the plot when I needed it to speed up, and with it went Tris and Peter.”

Read an excerpt from “Strike First, Strike Hard” below in its original format.


Tr i s

The trains aren’t running, so I walk to Dauntless headquarters.

Alone. That seems about right—the first time

I went to Dauntless headquarters I was also alone, but

in a crowd, standing on the edge of the roof in just my

Abnegation shirt, about to throw myself into a life I knew

nothing about.

The streets are cracked and worn, and all the buildings

look the same to me except the Pire, piercing the sky in the

distance, much smaller than the Hub but still the largest

building around here. But I am not looking for the Pire;

I am looking for the hole I jumped into, once to become

Dauntless, and once to save my family.

I know it is south of the Pire, and close to the train

tracks—close enough to leap from the tracks to a rooftop—

so I follow them, higher here than anywhere else in the

city, suspended above me by a complex system of latticed

wood and metal. I see the place where they curve around a

rooftop, and then I spot the hole in the space between two

brick-and-glass buildings.

It seems much smaller here than it did from the roof.

Maybe it’s just that I feel larger now, because so much has

happened since I last saw it—I feel like more of a person,

more of myself, now that I have made difficult decisions

and lost people and then almost lost myself, but not quite.

I walk right up to the edge, just to make sure there is

still a net at the bottom. Then I back up, run a few steps,

and launch into emptiness. My stomach drops and the

darkness engulfs me, like the Dauntless compound is a

creature and this is its mouth. I hit the net and it doesn’t

sting like it did when I jumped from the roof; it just cradles

me, and I hook my fingers in the spaces to pull myself

to the edge.

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