Genius
Sarcastic
Brave
Risky
Beautiful
A shadow.
These are the words that describe Elinor Redshaw/Shadows, but after he changed her.
Now she tries to collect the pieces of the lost puzzle of her old life.
Will she make it, or will...
YUP, YOU GUESSED RIGHT, THAT'S COSTELLO UP THERE... :)
ELINOR'S P.O.V.
Only an hour has passed and all tents were ready. The wheelhouse too. Costello passed next to me. "Good job, solider." He said, meaning my tent. I nodded and after looking at me for an added stressful moment, he walked away, confident and powerful in his impressive figure.
"It seems like we're put in the same tent." I heard Cal's voice.
"Yeah, I guess Clement is paired with that girl then..." Fred said. His reddish hair falling softly on his forehead. His freckles never missing, covering his nose. His hazel eyes giving a sweet tone on his unusual face. "Do you know with whom are you sharing your tent?" He asked me.
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"I'm not quite sure. Nobody told me about it..." I admitted lifting my shoulders.
"Oh, it should be Clement then." He said.
"You don't know that." Cal said in his low voice. His jet black hair sharpened his intense blue eyes as it fell on his forehead. A muscle on his strong jawline ticked when he closed his mouth.
"I do, because the other one left is Oscar. And he stays alone in his tent always." Was Fred's answer.
"Either way, it isn't your business." Cal said. "We are going back to our tent, we're gonna stay out all night. We have to get some rest."
"It's late, you should rest too." Fred advised me, after nodding to what Cal told him.
"Okay, I will." I said and smiled a little.
After saying goodnight, they both left from my side and I've been left alone again. I decided to get in my tent and that if I was paired with somebody I would meet him sooner or later.
I placed my knife under my pillow and my gun too. I got under the sheets and removed my leather jacket, so that I'd be more comfortable...
But I kept on the suit. Just in case...
I didn't intended on falling asleep though. I couldn't trust my life in somebody other's hands. I would pretend to have fallen asleep and then I would get out of bed and secretly look out for any strange movements outside the tent, next to the fire.
I suddenly heard someone's footsteps next to my head. I couldn't see him though, I had my back turned at him. I sat up and looked up at the mysterious man. But he wasn't a complete stranger, since I had met him before -at the prison, at Costello's mansion and here,- but still his complete identity was something unknown to me.
