Bellatrix of the Bermuda Islands

Chapter 3

I push open the door, hoping to walk in like a boss and kick some ass.

Yeah, that didn't happen. Instead, as I push open the door stumbling and the falling flat on the floor. As my face and the ground  got acquainted, a huge 'smack' was heard ringing out on the walls leaving an echo.

A VERY loud echo.

I scramble to get up, leaning on the wall once again for support. Inhaling and exhaling rapidly, I look around me observing my surroundings. For the shock of my life.

A table, (not unlike the one I was laying down on earlier) long enough to seat hundreds upon hundreds of people.

Like a banquet, except no food or plates. Like a rather large meeting. As well, as a huge chalkboard. Perhaps, a conference?

I try to focus my eyes, on each individual. My eyes land on, a dirty blond haired man with cerulean blue eyes, hidden beneath rectangular shaped glasses. Dressed in a bomber's jacket, tan cargo pants, and brown leather shoes. He looked no more than 19.

Next, a man with rather bushy eyebrows, large emerald eyes and bright blond hair. He was frowning as though something greatly displeased him, and he seemed about 5'7 and looked about 23, maximum.

Many others as well, a man with shoulder length blond hair, blue eyes and slight stubble. Or that man, who was rather nicely built with blond hair slicked back, an icy blue eyes not unlike my own.

Many, many males. Too many.

But, it wasn't a male who spoke first. Or rather a FEmale.

"Who are jou? Vhat are jou doing here?' A woman, asked offering to help me up. She seemed to be a woman with shoulder length, brown hair and bright green eyes. About 5'3 and a slight Hungarian accent.

I kindly refuse. My mouth and lips feel, dry and a first I feel unable to speak. Somehow, I manage to find the courage and the words.

"That's what I would like to know." I finally, say. Taking a deep breath I explain further.

"I woke up, on a table a few rooms away from here. With no recollection of memories, or who I am whatsoever. Care to explain?" I demand, with so much venom it surprises me. But, I don't back down.

I reveal the dagger in my hand, with a slight mad glint in my eye. Never completed without the maniacal smile. I'm trying my best to intimidate them, to scare them. But in reality, I feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead. As well, as the fact that I'm gripping my dagger so firmly, that my knuckles turn white.

But, I won't give into fear or anyone, for that matter. Not without a fight.

The strangers exchange glances, confusion was evident. As well as, understanding.

"No memory, whatsoever?" Bushy brows repeats.

I nod, trying to keep my powerful swagger as much as possible. Fear leads to chaos. Chaos leads to no order, or time to plan. Time to organize.

Or time to manipulate.

I make eye contact with the him. Staring at him with as much as loathing as possible, making him flinch and look away.

Perfect.

"Vell, ve'll settle zhis later. Ve are having a meeting, so it vould be appreciated if jou waited until ve are finished." The man with icy blond hair, and strong built and a German accent replies.

I look at him, try to discomfort him. Unfortunately, he doesn't back down giving me an equally penetrating gaze.

I decide to give in, letting the Hungarian woman lead me to a spare chair.

The one I saw first, with the glasses had been staring at me the whole time. He still was, as though he was trying to figure me out. Trying to understand my unspoken words.

As he begins, I chuckle to myself.

Good luck. Not even I, could figure myself out. He doesn't stand a chance.
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A/N: And that's a wrap! I hope I did the Countries, justice. I tried! Oh well, did I do Germany's accent well? I hope so, vote ,comment and follow please!
Things are finally starting to get interesting!
~M.S OUT