Uncharted 4 Elena Fisher Novels & Stories

“Go on. Catch your supper.” Elena huffed and knelt at the edge, tightly holding her own makeshift spear… nothing more than a sharpened stick that Leo had carved for her. She peered intently into the water, watching the silver coated fishes dart just beyond reach. She tried once, twice, missing both times as the fishes kept swimming away lazily. Leo’s amused chuckle came from behind her, and she felt like smacking the fishing pole on his head. “Don’t laugh,” she shot back without turning.

The way the burlap was soaked a dark, heavy red told her everything she needed to know. Abram stepped out of the wheelhouse. He wiped a smear of grease across his forehead, leaving a black streak. He looked at the three bundles lined up like cordwood. "We’re far enough out," he whispered. "Don't whisper. The fish don't care about your secrets." Elara grabbed the magistrate’s shoulders. "Help me with the heavy end." Abram leaned in. He grabbed the middle. On three, they swung. The body hit the black water with a dull, wet thwack. A splash hit Elara’s face. She didn't wipe it away. She just reached for the next one.

And now I was supposed to hope that this one would be different. I sighed and leaned back against the edge of the tub. The thought of leaving the bath and facing the world made my chest tighten. “El! I left your coffee on the counter. You better hurry, or you’ll miss your chance!” Anna’s cheerful voice floated from the door. I groaned, letting the warmth soak me a little longer. “I don’t know if I can, Anna… I’ve tried so many times. I’m tired of failing.” She pushed the door, towel over her shoulder. “Elara, listen. You’ve made it to the final stage for a reason. You haven't made it this far in a while which means they think you are qualified.

He cooed. "No, Jake, nothing's going to be fine. Nothing's going to be the same as it—" Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my neck. "Ouch!" "What happened, Elena?" Jake asked, concerned. "It's burning," I sighed, reaching to touch the bandage at the back of my neck. None of Lucas, Alex, and Caleb tried to even protect me. They witnessed the entire scene but didn't intervene. I shouldn't have been surprised, though. After six years, how could I still hold out hope for them?

There are voices, hands on me, too many faces swimming into my line of sight—teachers I barely know, all watching me fall apart in real time. Elena is dead. And then life slams back into fast forward. A scream rips out of me. “No. What? Say it again!” I’m shaking my head like that’ll undo it. Like I can rewind. “I talked to her last night,” I say, but my voice is unraveling. “Tell me what happened.” I’m soaked—someone must’ve poured water on me, maybe to snap me out of it—but I don’t care. I don’t feel it. I can’t feel anything except the burn in my throat and the way my hands won’t stop shaking.

The lady had the face of an angel and the body of a devil, dressed so sexily. She turned the heads of many men for a second glance. “That’s Caroline’s dad and Madam Fisher’s husband, Hunter Clark. I don’t recognize the woman beside him. How dare he have an affair? Madam Fisher might rip him apart if she sees this.” Upon hearing that the old man was Belinda’s husband, Kevin secretly recorded a video with his phone right away. He said, “Madam Fisher is still in Wiltspoon after attending Zachary and Serenity’s wedding. He must be taking this opportunity to cheat on her.”

Cameroon River had been framed for the murder of his friend. And Fred cooper was still alive. ***flashback to January 2013*** Elena smiled as she stared at the blank screen of her MacBook. She had been lost in her memories. Once again, she was grateful for them. She intended to use them to her advantage. She was still looking at the blank screen when Susan knocked on her door. “come in,” Elena said. “hi, Hun. Hope you’re good?” Susan asked. “sure mum. I am. What's up?”

Marcus responded, "Elena is wild and housework bored her so much. I saw her last day on the pier with my fisherman. Old Peter said she was with a young man. How could she be in her chambers if she was in the Riverside Josh was in a loss of words. That was not possible. Anger reddened his face. On his right, Michael was smiling and laughing and then, in outburst "If you just could see your face Josh. Yes, Elena was on the pier last day with a young fisherman who was young Raymond." He looked at Marcus. His blue eyes sparkled. Old age made it weary. But, still it was the blue of the seas different from his blue eyes. Marcus reflectwd the deep ends of the seas. His was the blue od the cloudless

“Guys we have a problem. This isn't an ordinary River but a trap. It actually shocked me. I think we can't fly above it. We need something like protection so we don't get shocked. Elena said, staring at everyone. “Not to worry Elena, I got this.” Uriel said, forming a shield around everyone. They all fly pass through the shocking river with Uriel protecting everyone in his shield to the other side. They continue on their journey. Flying for an hour they decided to take a break. Really hungry Elena went in search of food. Luckily for her she saw a pond where fishes were. She uses her powers to draw out ten fishes with water to keep them breathing. She takes it to the rest. She magiced up a fi

She snarled at him. He rubbed his forehead, thinking about Zhi Rou, and said, “She’s not a bitch, she’s my sister-in-law. She is everything Yuan Rui deserves, not you, who is some money hungry whore and don’t you even dare to claim that you are innocent, I know you slept with the director of The Uncharted Husband and His Wife!” Jiang Hui Yin gasped in horror. How did he find out about that? It was a well kept secret just between the two of them. Glaring daggers at him, she asked, “How did you find out?”