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Chapter 12:
Odette Potter wanted out, she had been in the Red Room for a month already, and she was already punished four times for letting her emotions show. If General Pyotr Petrovich saw her eyes beginning to shine with the beginning of tears, he would throw her back into the cell and have the guards continuously beat her.
But today, Odette had had enough and so, she defied Pavel during one of their training lessons.
A fist came out of nowhere, striking Odette in the stomach, immediately followed by a swift kick before she had the chance to regain her breath, making her fall flat on her back.
"You do NOT defy me Odette! Do you understand? You know that you cannot escape, and you know that it will gain you nothing but more pain, so why continue this act of defiance?" and with that Pavel placed his boot over her wind pipe, increasing the pressure with every word he spoke.
"Perhaps, she needs another lesson in obedience Pavel," stated Pyotr. "Take her to her usual cell guards, we will join you shortly."
The guards dragged her down the same bleak corridor as always before reaching the cell she was starting to memorize and throwing her in a heap on the cold metal floor.
Pyotr and Pavel walked in one hour later with a large box. One guard stepped forward, taking the box from instructor Pyotr while Pavel walked over to where Odette lay. Crouching down in front of her, Pavel grabbed her chin tightly, forcing her emerald green eyes to look up at his icy blue ones. "You will learn obedience, Odette," he coldly told her.
"Take off her top," Pyotr yelled at his men.
Odette fought back as they ripped her clothes off of her, the moment throwing her into a flashback of her first night with Ivan Vanko and she began thrashing around until one guard gave Odette a quick blow to the side of her head, making her compliant; she stood in naught but her trousers glaring harshly at the men in front of her.
Pyotr walked behind her, pushing her onto her knees, barking orders to the guards to hold her down while Pavel turned his attention to the box, taking out a long coiled leather whip before getting to position and without another word, he began to strike her exposed back.
Odette screamed as the men held her down, thrashing around in agony, but it was in all in vain as she couldn't escape their strong clutches, especially that many of them.
Time held no meaning as Odette screamed with every fresh whip against her back. Pain was all she knew until the blissful moment where the sound of the whip hitting her skin halted.
"Release her," she heard in the background, from whom? She couldn't tell anymore, as pain rang in her ears. "Two hundred strikes Odette … next time, it will be four hundred," Pavel informed her coldly before leaving the room with his brother and the rest of the guards; leaving her alone on the cold, bloody floor.
That was the first time Odette paid for her disobedience in blood, and she made no haste to repeat it again. She knew she was stuck in the Red Room with no way out and that if she kept defying them, then they will one day end her life. She was not worth the trouble to them and they had more girls than needed in the Red Room.
It was due to Ivan Vanko that Odette found herself to be in the Red Room in the first place. Odette thought that if she was obedient to Ivan and made herself pliable to his demands and all he did to her without complain, that he would one day either get bored of her, or trust her completely giving her a chance to escape once he let his guard down.
But that didn't happen, instead five months of staying with Ivan Vanko in his dark and dank room, Ivan decided that she would make a great trade for money, as he had gotten bored of her. He went to General Pyotr Petrovich and his younger brother Pavel, and informed them of a pliable four year old girl that he had raped and imprisoned against her will.
They paid a pretty price for her as well once they found out that she could speak six languages, and was beginning to understand a bit of Russian, as well as having an eidetic memory; and so Odette Potter was immediately inducted into the Red Room.
Ever since she had been whipped by Pavel, Odette still had instances where she had to be punished, but never to the extent of drawing blood again; every slight infraction on her part resulted in pain and after a while, Odette was never punished twice for the same reason – she had always been a fast learner and she knew that disobedience would not help her to escape.
Odette found out that the Red Room trained little girls to grow up into the greatest assassins alive, something that Odette didn't want, but couldn't refuse for fear of being flogged in an act of defiance. The ones who were weak and didn't succeed during physical training lessons, ended up as corpses – and so, Odette trained hard and learned quickly, not wanting to end up dead.
Five months into being inducted into the Red Room, Odette walked into the training room which was empty save for her instructors Pyotr, Pavel and another girl.
Pyotr turned to greet Odette with a nod, "Odette, today the two of you will fight each other. No weapons are permitted save for your body. BEGIN!"
The two girls instantly dropped into their fighting stance, warily circling each other. Odette was trying to find a weakness in the girl just as the other girl struck first, delivering a stunning blow to her side, to which Odette had immediately blocked and retaliated with a kick of her own.
After an hour of fighting and blocking from both girls, Odette feinted to the girl's left, before changing direction of her fist to the right. The fist struck the girl's side with a resounding crack a several ribs broke. Using the moment of weakness, Odette leapt over the girl and placed her in a choke hold from behind.
The girl knew she lost and gave up, and Odette looked at Pyotr and Pavel for further instruction.
Pyotr walked over to the two girls and with a cold look to the fallen girl, he spoke to Odette, "Finish her."
Odette's eyes widened in surprise. She had never killed before, and even though she knew that the Red Room trained the girls to be the most dangerous assassins, she didn't think they would make her start two months before her fifth birthday.
With one last looked at Pyotr, Odette sharply twisted her arms and the girl fell limp to the ground; her neck broken.
Five months of being in the Red Room made Odette an expert in hiding her emotions, and so she stepped away from the dead girl facing her whole attention to Pyotr; no sign of the raging emotional battle that was her inner turmoil was being displayed on her face.
Pyotr and Pavel took it in turns to study Odette, before Pavel stated, "Next time, you will not hesitate."
"No, master I will not," Odette said softly, her eyes glaring onto the floor.
"You will not what Odette?" Pyotr further questioned her.
Her voice cold and hard, lacking all emotion, she replied, "I will not hesitate a second time."
Pyotr nodded, a cold smile on his face, "Dismissed." Odette then bowed to them both and left the room; not once did she look back at the life she just took.
That was the last time Odette cried in the Red Room ever again. The day after Odette's first kill, she became fast friends with a girl much older than her, she was eleven of age with onyx black hair and olive green eyes; her name was Zelda.
Zelda became like the sister Odette never had, and she would always take care of her and look out for like any older siblings should, especially whenever she was coming back from a punishment or from killing another girl during training.
By the time Odette turned five, she had been in the Red Room for seven months and was already extremely fluent in Russian and an expert in Geography – she was punished if she took too long to answer and plot distances in a map of any country, and so she learned quickly. She also learned math and other languages, and was an expert in full combat and knife throwing – regardless of her age and size.
One month after Odette turned five; she began feeling indifferent to killing people. Pyotr and Pavel had her spar with a girl once a week, and every time Odette succeeded … she didn't even need the order from the Petrovich brothers to finish her opponent, she did it automatically.
Odette was also taught the Art of Interrogations, its many forms and its uses. There was physical interrogation, mental interrogation which was also known as psychological torture. Odette learned that psychological interrogation is more successful than physical torture because even though it may take longer to achieve the goals, it gets more reliable information out of a subject as they would feel as compelled to tell you what you would want to know. Physical torture however, one might have a high pain threshold and the interrogator could end up waiting for days and there would be no guarantee that the truth would come out.
Four months into the sisterhood that Odette and Zelda formed, and they got caught since emotions were not allowed in the Red Room. It turned out a snooty girl called Yasmine snitched on them – she went over to Generals Petrovich and told them all about Odette and Zelda's friendship and how close they were with each.
One week later, late at night, Pyotr and Pavel each grabbed a girl and forcibly dragged them outside into the rain without a word being said. Zelda rushed over and put an arm comfortably around Odette's smaller form while they both glared at their masters.
"You girls are a disgrace. Traitors! The both of you!" Pyotr yelled furiously. After he had vented his anger at the two girls, he spoke in a calmer voice, "One of you will get another chance. You will fight each other. To the death, and if you refuse to fight, then the both of you will die."
Pavel watched them closely as horror became etched onto their faces. "Will you fight?"
The girls knew they had no choice and so they grudgingly nodded and two knives were thrown between them; they each picked one up respectively and held their stances.
After wasting time circling each other, Odette noticed that Zelda was fighting fiercely, she barely had time to block her attacks, and so she whispered, "What are you doing?"
Zelda smiled sadly at her, "I know you won't attack me like you would another opponent unless provoked." She launched herself into the air to kick Odette, but she ducked; and that was when Odette knew. She knew that Zelda wanted her to kill her so that she could survive, and a look of horror became more pronounced on Odette's usually emotionless face.
"Dee, you're my sister, and as an older sister it is my job to protect you … kill me!" hissed Zelda, pleading with her to end it.
Odette threw everything she had into her punches and easily slipped through Zelda's defenses, quickly disarming her and knocking her back on the floor with her leg pushed onto her windpipe. Looking up at Pyotr and Pavel, she begged them with her eyes not to make her kill Zelda – but they ignored her with identical icy looks in their blue eyes.
"End it Odette," Pyotr barked coldly.
Holding in a sob, Odette approached her fallen sister; knife in her hand. Cradling Zelda in one arm, she whispered softly that she was sorry before slicing her neck in one fell swoop.
As Zelda took her last breath, she choked out, blood dripping from her mouth, "Don't be, I-I l-l-love you D-Dee," before becoming completely emotionless, her eyes staring skywards, her olive green eyes dead and frozen.
That was the day something snapped within Odette, and she knew that she would never be the same again. Darkness consumed her, not one trace of warmth could be seen in her and happiness never lingered for long in her. The minute they had her kill Zelda and shut the door after her, they killed Odette's humanity along with her.
Her usually expressive emerald green eyes that always danced with emotions were cold and unfeeling. One glare would scare the other girls in the Red Room making them flinch back and shiver at the icy depths, and whenever Odette would set her sharp emeralds onto Yasmine's onyx ones, Yasmine knew that she had gained a deadly enemy.
As punishment for showing emotion and befriending Zelda they locked her into a dark room and every day Pyotr or Pavel would personally come in and torture her. For five months, all Odette knew was pain and every time she screamed or cried, they would double in their torturing methods.
The Petrovich brothers were very creative in torturing her. They took it in turns in drowning her for twenty-four hours with only a five second breather before dunking her head back into the water. Another day, Pyotr took out a hammer and a long needle, before jamming the needle into her nail with the hammer until only the tip of the needle was visible – and when Odette screamed with raw pain and cried, Pyotr added another needle to her next nail until she stopped showing pain and emotion completely.
The only time she had a reprieve from the torturing sessions, was when she had to go to the medical wing and have the doctor stitch her up. And it was an endless cycle for five months.
When Odette's five months of physical torture was over, she was completely emotionless and a killing machine with no humanity whatsoever and revenge for the future clouding her brain.
Generals Pyotr and Pavel Petrovich knew at that moment, that they had created a monster, a dangerous and magnificent monster.
***THE FORGOTTEN POTTER***
Two months since the Petrovich brothers ended Odette's punishment, and they were right in their assessment when they said they had created a monster. They began sending her out on missions even though she was not yet six years of age, as no one would expect an assassin at such a young age, the victims never saw their death coming; it was swift and Odette seemed to have an affinity to the shadows, she would always hide and move in between the shadows and thus never got caught.
One day, Pyotr and Pavel led Odette into the bright room, where a group of doctors stood waiting for her as the three of them entered. There was a table and a smaller table next to it, the top was covered with syringes and if Odette could show emotions, she would have flinched – she never liked needles.
Ignoring the Petrovich brothers and everyone in the room, Odette walked over to the table and lay down without question. The doctors swarmed over her, making sure the restraints were firmly in place and they hooked her to a heart monitor.
"How good are her chances, Doctor?" Pyotr asked.
The doctor nervously wrung his hands, "Er – I don't know General. No one else but Black Widow has survived, and we used a different serum for her at the time, therefore I have no way of comparing how good her chance at surviving this is."
The doctor flinched back as Pyotr and Pavel threw him a murderous look; "Remember if she dies, then so do you," Pavel reminded him threateningly.
The doctor paled, "This procedure will be very painful."
Pyotr sighed and gestured for him to get started. Odette merely laid down, blankly taking all the information in without a care in the world.
The doctor picked up the first syringe and injected it into her arm, pressing the plunger down; he injected the serum into her body. Odette tensed up, her body felt like it was burning from the inside and it took everything she had not to scream.
The doctor glanced nervously at the Petrovich brothers before picking the second one. After the fourth syringe was injected into Odette's body, she felt her blood turn from hot to cold and then rotating back to hot, making her nerve system extremely sensitive to pain – and her barrier exploded.
Odette began screaming bloodcurdling yells, causing the doctors to share nervous looks. The doctor however, didn't stop in his ministrations and continued to deliver more and more of the serum into her body; increasing the pain twenty times each time he did so. Her heart rate shot over the roof and the monitor began letting out an incessant beeping.
Hesitating with the last syringe in his hand, shooting a worried glance at Pyotr and Pavel who remained motionless throughout the whole ordeal, he fed the last of the serum into Odette's bloodstream.
The worst thing of all for Odette, was that she did not lose consciousness and by the time the last of the serum was injected into her, her voice was hoarse with tears streamed all over her face – she felt like she was drifting off from the world, but she kept fighting back. She was a survivor and she will keep on surviving through this. But even her willpower to live couldn't stop her heart beat from rapidly slowing down and an hour after the last syringe was delivered, she lost consciousness and the heart monitor flat lined.
The doctors quickly undid the straps holding her in place and began CPR for thirty minutes with no break, the doctors wouldn't give up, but it was no use.
The Doctor choked up slightly, avoiding eye contact with the Petrovich brothers, he looked down at his watch and said, "Time of death, 14:24."
Pyotr stepped forward, his face as hard as stone as he pulled out his gun and aimed it in between the doctor's eyes.
Just as he was about to pull his trigger however, a faint beeping drew his attention. Startled, everyone in the room stared at the unmoving figure that lay dead on the slab and the beeping grew stronger. Rushing over, the doctor began putting his fingers to her wrist; feeling a pulse he let out a shout of joy that she was alive.
Pyotr approached Odette and with a half-smile on his face he asked, "How do you feel?" Odette was one of their best recruits and had the making of being the most dangerous and greatest assassin, so Pyotr and Pavel were relieved that she had made it.
"Strange," she replied truthfully, "My entire body itches, especially my stomach and my back."
The doctors frowned, and after removing Odette's shirt, they gasped in amazement. Odette's stomach and back were completely bare. Every scar that was ever inflicted onto her person had disappeared.
For the next month, Pyotr and Pavel had Odette put through difficult tests, but she surpassed all their expectations.
Not only had the serum accelerated her healing, but she found that her strength and agility had also been greatly increased as well as her senses. Odette had an eidetic memory, so therefore the serum helped sort out her Occlumency shields, making them neater and stronger to the extent that nobody could ever break through her mind defenses without her express permission.
The serum never worked for any of the other girls, and so the Petrovich brothers began sending Odette on more dangerous missions, playing her cute five year old persona to the full degree in order to achieve success.
It was two months before Odette's sixth birthday when everything changed for Odette. As she woke up to start a new day, she caught a sight of her reflection in the mirror and nearly screamed, but was thankfully able to hold it in. For instead of her reflection looking back at her, a blue-haired girl with yellow eyes seemed to be staring at her from inside of the mirror.
Odette began touching her face for any other changes, and just as she thought of her natural hair and eye color, it changed right before her eyes, the same with her hair.
Odette began recalling a memory of her two year old self, memories that she had long ago buried deeply into the back of her head, but began rushing out. She remembered her godfather Sirius telling her that he had a cousin that was a born metamorphmagus and that they were extremely rare, but apparently ran in the blood of the Black family – blood that ran through her veins from her paternal side.
Sitting down slowly on the bed she'd been calling hers for the past few months ever since her five month punishment ended, Odette began thinking – is it possible that she was a metamorphmagus?
Just as she had finished that thought, her hair began turning pink. Quickly imagining her natural ruby red hair, she sighed in relief as it turned back. Odette had long given up on restoring her magic; she thought it had gone forever.
Apparently not.
Thinking of the days when she had practiced wandless magic with Daisy in the Potter library, she tried for a wandless lumos; opening her eyes she stared in shock at the ball of light that was floating in her hand.
Odette had her magic back! That meant that she could leave the Red Room; she would always be grateful for them in making her stronger and a better person with more of a backbone instead of that weak sniveling little girl she used to be who was so desperate for her parent's attention while they doted on her spoilt brat of a brother.
The problem was that Odette didn't dare try to apparate again unless she was with someone that would be able to look out for her or until she had full control of her magic.
That was when she thought of Loki, but then she squashed away that thought like a bug; she knew that seeing Loki would bring back a rush of emotions from her past, from the life of the girl she used to be and Odette didn't want that – she wanted to be alone in the outside world for a while before seeing the people of her past.
And so, in the confines of her room, Odette began practicing her magic all over again, and she was pleased to see that her magic was stronger than ever before. Her magic sang to her, it was practically vibrating in her veins, as if it were happy to be reunited with her.
***THE FORGOTTEN POTTER***
It had been twenty months since Odette had been inducted into the Red Room, and she was a completely different person compared to the little girl who went to her first ball in her pretty forest-green gown that was grudgingly put together by Lily.
In Odette's mind, she no longer thought of James and Lily as her parents, merely the sperm donor and incubator that helped in bringing her into the world.
Magic-wise, Odette had full control over her magic; it no longer controlled her and she was confident that she would never have another bout of accidental magic again without her permission.
Odette even tried dream-walking, but she didn't dare go to Asgard for fear that someone would see her or sense her, and she wasn't ready yet to confront the loved ones from her past – after Zelda, Odette was happy with not feeling any emotion other than neutrality; Odette dream-walked into Pyotr and Pavel's office with complete success, and Odette knew that she could now travel at will.
Odette also tested her metamorphmagus ability, and after weeks of trying everything, she found out that she could take a wide variety of forms; she could change her sex and age – looking like anyone she so desired, and she could change her complete appearance with ease. Odette found that all it took was complete concentration and since she had already mastered Occlumency and had no problem with emotions, Odette found herself getting used to her metamorphmagus abilities easily with no difficulties at all.
This was all essential for her plan in escaping the Red Room.
Odette was no idiot, she knew that the minute Pyotr and Pavel got word or even a whiff that she had escaped from them, that they would waste all resources looking for her as they had wasted all their time training her and she was the only one that survived the serum.
It was during the twentieth month of Odette's initiation into the Red Room, when a plan of escape finally came through.
Pyotr asked her to travel with Bröshka and Yvanne to Germany. Their background information was that Odette was to be their daughter, and they were going to be staying in a suite in the Hotel Adlon Kempinski in Berlin, no expenses. Their mission was to break into the suite Mark Adbergh was staying in and stealing a chip containing information on some important and expensive weapons.
This was just too easy for Odette; this was her ticket away from Pyotr, Pavel, Ivan and all the memories of Zelda.
Speaking of Zelda, Odette had one last thing to do before she left with Bröshka and Yvanne to the Red Room's private jet.
Odette entered her room, placed a wandless extension charm on her suitcase and packed everything into it with a wave of her hand, making sure that nothing remained behind as she wasn't ever coming back. Leaving her suitcase by the door, she walked stealthily and confidently to the end of the corridor and found the door to Yasmine's room locked.
Whispering the Alohomora charm, she slipped inside the room and found Yasmine soaking herself in the tub, the water reached to her neck and her eyes were closed as she enjoyed its warmth.
Odette went through Yasmine's drawers quietly finding one of her throwing knives; she grabbed it tightly and entered the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs crossed, waiting for her to open her eyes.
A minute later, Yasmine opened her eyes and nearly had a heart attack at the sight of Odette staring back at her, her eyes were cold and calculating and a cruel smile was displayed on her face as she twirled her own pocket knife in one hand.
"Hello Yasmine," said Odette in an icy voice.
"What are you doing in my room?!" she yelled back in a braver voice that she felt; deep inside she was terrified, everyone knew to stay as far away from Odette as possible.
"Keeping my promise," upon seeing Yasmine's face pucker into confusion, Odette rolled her eyes and spoke in a fake dramatic voice while waving her hands around, "You see Yasmine darling, when you ratted me and Zelda out to Pyotr and Pavel, you set a death sentence upon our heads, and when my sister in all but blood forced me to kill her so that I could survive, I made a promise," here Odette snapped her eyes to meet Yasmine's onyx ones, her cruel smile becoming more pronounced, "A promise to kill you!"
Yasmine backed up as fast as a whip to the back of the tub and stuttered, "B-but why now? I-I mean, this all happened months ago!"
Tracing the tip of the knife playfully across Yasmine's forehead, Odette said in a mocking voice, "Because I am leaving the Red Room, malyshka. Actually I'm escaping," she added as an afterthought, "and I couldn't bear to leave without telling you goodbye." She finished in fake cheer.
"You'll never get away with it! They'll find you; the General Petrovichs will find you!" Yasmine hissed desperately.
"I know," Odette's eyes glittered with malice, "but I will make sure I have years ahead of them, and when they do find me, I'll kill them," she then smiled mockingly, "Goodbye Yasmine."
Odette swung her hand deftly to the right, effectively ending Yasmine's pathetic life in one fell swoop; unlike Zelda however, she didn't have the chance of speaking any last words, as Odette made sure to snuff her life harshly, leaving her no mercy.
Odette's emerald green eyes darkened with malice as she stared at the dead body of her enemy, and she threw the knife that was in her hand into the depths of the now-red water; without another glance, Odette washed her hands by the sink and walked out of the room.
Collecting her suitcase, she left her private room for the last time ever, mentally saying goodbye to the Red Room, Pyotr and Pavel.
***THE FORGOTTEN POTTER***
Upon reaching Hotel Adlon Kempinski in Berlin, the three assassins were exhausted after the six hour flight and they immediately laid down in their respective rooms located in their suite for a short nap.
Odette knew that she couldn't immediately make her escape, and so she laid low, waiting for the perfect opportunity – which so happened to be the day they were set to steal the chip from Mark Adbergh's suite.
Bröshka went down to the reception to pay for their suite as they were leaving after they had lunch in the hotel's double Michelin-star restaurant.
Yvanne was beginning to get her weapons ready in case Adbergh happened to be in his suite when she felt a stabbing pain in her abdomen. Looking down, she found one of her throwing knives impaled deeply into her stomach, almost exiting through her backside.
Yvanne fell down on the floor, she had an estimation of thirty seconds left to live, something she was sure Odette knew and made sure of; she knew as assassins of the Red Room that they could handle and fight in any injury except for a deathly one.
"I'm sorry I had to kill you, but I had to, I want to leave the Red Room, and this is my only way out. I hope you live happily on the other side," said Odette softly, even though her voice was soft, her eyes were cold and sharp and she held no remorse.
Making sure she hadn't dripped any blood onto her clothes, the six year old assassin hid under the shadows in the suite, waiting for Bröshka to arrive.
Five minutes later, she heard the assassin trudging heavily into the room, "Yvanne, Odette, let's do – holy shit?! Yvonne? What happened, Yvanne?" he ran over to his friend's body.
Odette rolled her eyes. The man was an idiot, one of the worst assassins ever, which was better for her. What kind of assassin turns his back to the room when there is a murderer at large?
Silently, Odette got out of her hiding place and without alerting him to her presence; she slipped a hand around Bröshka and pressed the metallic part of the knife against his throat.
"Rule number one of being an assassin Bröshka, never show any emotions," said Odette coldly, although she had a humorless smile on her face, "The Masters won't be pleased."
"Why?" hissed Bröshka harshly.
Odette knew that he was actually curious to know why she was killing people from her own side, but she could also tell that he was trying to delay time and find a way out alive. Odette smiled in amusement, though her eyes were still cold, "I know what you're up to, but I'll bite … I want out of the Red Room, I didn't ask for this life and honestly I don't give two shits about all this Mother Russia crap the Petrovich brother spew about."
Placing a silent binding charm on Bröshka in case he managed to overpower her, Odette continued, "I've nothing against you and Yvanne, but you weren't exactly going to allow me to walk out that door, were you?"
"You could have escaped anytime," he snarled pushing slightly against her, only for Odette to add pressure and a few droplets of blood to leak out. "We weren't together all the time, you could have fled anytime."
"You think I didn't think of that?" Odette mock-laughed before snarling into his ear, "Do you think that Pyotr and Pavel would allow you to leave Germany without me? DO YOU?! The Petrovichs were obsessed with me since that sick freak Ivan Vanko sold me to them, since then they haven't let me out of their sights. Well … I … Want …. OUT!" and with one great swish, Odette ended Bröshka's life, his body falling over Yvanne's.
"Even together in death, how sweet," said Odette sarcastically in a sing-song voice as she stared at the two assassins in disgust, "and they call themselves assassins, what was Pyotr and Pavel thinking, they weren't even a match against me," she muttered to herself.
With her magic, Odette erased all evidence of herself ever being in this room – burning all fingerprints, especially from the hilts of the two knives she used. Odette used Yvanne's knives in the hopes of them thinking she murdered Bröshka and then commit suicide, but even Odette thought it was too far-fetched, she didn't plan it perfectly to look like a suicide.
Summoning all the money that Bröshka and Yvanne had on them, Odette shrunk her suitcase, placed it inside her pocket, and with her metamorphmagus abilities transformed herself into a woman about five feet tall with dull brown hair and eyes, before walking out of the suite and the hotel, five thousand dollars richer … it would do, for now.
Breathing in the smell of fresh air, Odette smiled a true genuine smile for the first time since Zelda's death.
Hello Freedom, Goodbye Red Room, Odette thought happily as she made her way through the streets of Berlin.
A/N: Okay, this was quite a long chapter; it took me hours to write especially the part in the Red Room. I didn't want to split it into two chapters as I wanted to finish this chapter of Odette's life. Don't worry next chapter will be a filler of sorts, explaining why no one was able to find Odette and what Odette will do next in the streets of Berlin.
Odette is kind of a cold-blooded killer huh? Was she scary, because that's exactly what I was going for, LOL.
With everything that happened to Odette from Ivan Vanko to the beatings in the Red Room, not to forget kidnapping her, them making her kill Zelda, who so happens to be her sister (Blood or not, it makes no difference) that triggered everything and made it too much for her.
Odette is a girl starved for love and a family, and it seems that every time she manages to find it, it gets taken away from her – so that would mess with her trust issues, don't you think?
One last thing, when I had Odette tell Bröshka that she doesn't care about Mother Russia; if anyone reading this is Russian I mean no offence, I like Russia, but it was just for the sake of the story. I mean I'm pretty sure that Odette wouldn't be in any rush to return there after everything that happened to her, but no I like Russia, not saying anything bad about it AT ALL! =)