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Melina walked down the halls of red room

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Melina walked down the halls of red room. She stopped by the training room looking through the window. Her eyes meeting a pair of grey. Inessa looked at the woman confused. However decided not to intervene.
    "Опять таки!" Inessa yelled making the woman flinch at the sound of her voice. [ Translation: "Again!" ] Inessa smirked at the woman's fear as she watched the widows.

    "She really is scarily Miss Natasha." Peter commented as the woman's voice rung through the room.
    "Would love to get trained by her. She seems a lot more reliable then Mr Saltzman." Hope shrugged causing Lizzie to turn to her quickly.
    "What's wrong with my Father hope?" The blonde glared towards the Mikealson.
    "Well apart from the fact im worried ill break his fragile bones. Nothing." Hope rolled her eyes looking towards the blonde who sighed nodding.

Melina sighed turning around slowly leaving and walking towards the office she didn't want to be in. However was going to. She knocked on the wooden doors two guards standing beside them.
    "Come in!" A voice he knew all to well yelled. The doors opened allowing her to walk in. Melina held a straight face as she walked in. Dreykov sat at his desk. With the Mikealsons held in ties in front of him.
    "Take a seat." Dreykov pointed towards a chair sat in front of him.

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