It was a relatively cool evening and some lightning was seen in the sky. Tris was walking around and realizing that after all the hard work that was done, there was still one thing left to do. It was past time to address the masses. Her time in Dauntless had taught her to expect the unexpected, and to even do the unexpected. She stepped out of her HQ, her Bodyguards in tow. The night was setting in and the storm was moving in fast. The streets were busy, people bustling around, hitting the shops before they closed, or the rain hit, whichever came first. Before leaving her home in Las Vegas for the big move to Detroit, she had spent a few hours looking over her ancestors' journals. It had been a long time since her ancestors had led a family. She felt she was up for the task and decided to come over and help the great city one of her ancestors had a hand building in the past. 

"Is it finished?" she asked the workers.

"Its ready, ma'am" they replied. 

She stepped up and cleared her throat. 

"Good evening everyone. I apologize for the delay in addressing you all, it has been a fairly busy couple days." 

She paused for a moment, lighting a smoke

" I am pleased to announce that the Divergents are starting to flood the streets of Black Bottom, Detroit. We are looking forward to working with the other members and leaders of Detroit to achieve our set goals. I am sure that with hard work and dedication from all the members of Detroit, the experience here will be very rewarding."

She cleared her throat once more as she put out her smoke.

"I would like to thank Godfather Disorder for allowing us the opportunity to do great things. Being a leader is a privilege that I will never take lightly. I would also like to thank Kharon for allowing me to take this opportunity."

Kharon was invited to the opening of Tris' new Headquarters in Black Bottom, Detroit. After all, Tris came from his family and listening to Tris' speech, Kharon was proud.

After Tris finished her speech, the party began and Kharon was given an glass of champagne. He recognized the brand. It was from the crate he gave Tris. After one sip, Kharon's thoughts went back to the evening Tris came into his office and wanted to talk to him.

"Good evening Kharon. I am so glad to work for you. Before I joined this family I had been asking around in streets and they all said your family is a very nice one to join. Strict, but also like a family. A place to call home. 

Lately I have been reading in my ancestors journals and in these journals it is written that they have been leading families before. I feel I inherited their ability to lead a family and I hope I showed that in your family already. 

I have been reading in the street announcement that Godfather Chairman Disorder is giving everyone a chance to have a crew in Detroit. And that is why I came out here tonight, to ask you if I am allowed to start negotiations with Godfather Disorder for me to move to Detroit and start my own family."

Kharon remembered Tris being nervous and adjusting her hair all the time. That was a useless effort. Her curls were always dancing on her back and slipped over her face way too often. Thinking about what Tris said, Kharon had seen her moving in the headquarters and putting things back in their place, while others would just leave them in a mess. It seemed to him Tris was an organised woman. Her ability to welcome new members into the family and help them was also nice to see. Kharon smiled at the thoughts then cleared his throat and told Tris.

"Well Tris, I have been watching you and leadership skills are definitely in you. I know about the opportunity Godfather Disorder spoke about in streets and if this is your dream, go for it. Travel to The Strip and ask Godfather Disorder's permission to go to Detroit. And when you leave, take a crate of our champagne with you to Detroit. You'll want it for the party after you finished building up your Headquarters."

Kharon felt a tap on his shoulder and came back from the moment's daydream to see Godfather Disorder beside him.
They raised their glasses to Tris and Kharon thanked Godfather Disorder for the opportunity he gave Tris to follow her dream.