HELLO THERE! Well this is the next scene! I hope you all do very much enjoy it, and reviews would not be frowned upon! This is the first scene I have written between Koleniko, William, and Lydia, and I think I have done so rather well. Opinions will be appreciated, and I hope you enjoy! :P

Scene 29:

Wrote: 23.6.12-26.6.12

(Setting the scene: Koleniko, William, and Lydia have been assigned to the job of cleaning the cannons in the hold. Lydia brings up the subject of talking about Wyvern.)

"So... How did that happen?" I asked indicting to the distorted human figure fused to the starboard wall of the hold. The figure was holding up a lantern and he wore an emotionless expression on his face. The figure was in fact once a fully functioning, and very living, human, but around a century of being cursed and bound to the Dutchman caused him to become a permanent part of the ship... He has become literally a part of the wall. Koleniko looked over at me from across the hold. He was scrubbing down the barrel of one of the many bronze cannons that lined the walls of the hold.

"What, Wyvern?" he asked. I nodded, placing the knife I was holing to the wheel of the cannon I was prying sea shells from, to allow the cannon to move easily on its wheels. I pried a limpet off the wheel, and placed it into a half full bucket of sea shells. Koleniko sighed remembering the story.

"He made a deal, served for around 75 years, then went mad... and over night he ended up like that." Koleniko pulled the sponge from the barrel of the gun. (The sponge was an instrument that was a foot long wooden pole with a sea sponge on the end used to clean the inside of a cannon.) He then looked back up at me. "That is what you meant right?" I nodded, and with the application of force underneath a sea shell I pried it from the wheel of the cannon I was working on.

"That is what I meant." There was a metallic noise to the left of me. I looked quickly in the noise's direction, slightly startled, and saw that it was William placing a cannon onto its chocks again, and securing the cannon with its rope, which he has just mended. William looked up at us.

"How exactly did Wyvern become a part of the crew?" he asked Koleniko in his hoarse voice, whilst moving to the cannon next to him to mend that cannon's ropes. Koleniko had been a part of the Dutchman crew a lot longer than William so he might know the answer. Koleniko rammed the sponge down the barrel of the cannon again before answering. Koleniko was cleaning the barrels of the cannons I had de-sea shelled, and I was de-sea shelling the cannons he had cleaned, while William was just mending the ropes of the cannons that had to be mended. I forced another sea shell to move home on the wheel of the cannon.

"I wasn't there when he was recruited." Koleniko said looking up at us. "Wyvern is the oldest crew member, besides the Captain, in years of service on the Dutchman that is." He paused. "He has, in total, been bound to the Dutchman for near enough a whole century now." Koleniko pulled the sponge from the cannon, placed it upright against the wall, and sat down on the barrel of the cannon, and carried on with what he was saying. "I have been told the story though... Buy Jimmy Legs, he likes to tell stories... Anyway I think he said it was the seventh year of the ten the Captain was serving for the Sea Goddess when he came across Wyvern in the Locker. Wyvern begged the Captain to allow him to be a part of the crew, and stay living, and in return Wyvern would serve the Captain for eternity. The Captain accepted his offer, for he was kind then, and so Wyvern has been a part of the crew for a really long time." I nodded.

"Yes... he sure has." William grunted and carried on with his work, mending a cannon's rope while sat on the not so appealing wet floor.

"That's all I know about him." Koleniko said. A sudden thought came to me.

"I have a question." I said to Koleniko.

"Yes Lydia?"

"Who were the other crew members the Captain was working with during the ten years he was ferrying souls to the next world?" Koleniko paused for a brief moment thinking, and William looked over at us from his spot on the floor, he obviously showing he was curious to know the answer. I placed down the knife I was using, stood up straight, and stretched my legs out, for I had been crouching for a while. I did what Koleniko was doing, and sat on the barrel of the cannon I was working on, it wasn't that comfy but it kept me off the wet floor.

"I remember now." Koleniko said, readjusting his position on the cannon barrel. "They weren't anyone who are a part of the crew now, Wyvern was the only one who was a part of the crew who worked with the Captain in those ten years of ferrying souls... The Sea Goddess Calypso had formed ten crew mates from..." he paused for a moment. "Crabs I think it was. They were not living humans, but they all resembled the look of one, and could talk to, and follow orders. They did not need much maintenance and could do man labour all day and night without tiring... I think I was told they turned back to crabs after the Captain tore his heart out, and refused to carry on the duty of ferrying souls to the next world." I nodded.

"That's very interesting." I said.

"Agreed." William nodded, he turned back to his work.

"So... Does Wyvern detach himself from the wall or speak at all?" I asked. Koleniko was quiet, I don't think he knew the answer to that.

"I have only seen him do that once." I heard William say. Both Koleniko and I looked down at him quickly.

"You have?" asked Koleniko surprised William nodded, and gave a small smile, it was hard to tell though, his face was covered in sea life, mainly sea shells.

"When my son was a part of the crew for a short while I was talking to him down here... William mentioned the object the Captain keeps on him at all times, and Wyvern just partially detached himself from the wall and began talking about the dead man's chest, and where the Captain keeps the object that opens the chest what contains his heart... And before you ask." William said, giving what I thought was another small smile." I will not name the object that opens the chest that the Captain keeps with him at all times, because speaking that one word is the only word, I currently know, what poor old Wyvern responds to."

"That's really interesting. I never thought has was able to detach himself." Koleniko said intrigued.

"Is that the only word he responds to? The only word?" I put a lot of empathise on the word.

"Aye, what I know of... It's sad to think Wyvern might only remember the one word what is linked to the reason the Captain, and us, are bound to the Dutchman. He doesn't even remember his own name or anything that could bring back memories. The two curses is the only thing he can remember." William said resuming his work. I was absorbed in my thoughts then. It was very sad that that was all Wyvern remembered. And that fact reminded me that might be the fate for all the crew members on the Dutchman in time... Including me. All of us going slowly mad, and over night we could become a part of the Dutchman herself, remembering nothing about ourselves, not our name or personality but only why we are bound to the Dutchman. That scared me. William had been through that once, losing his mind, his will to live, but fortunately not permanently become a part of the Dutchman... yet.

"OI!" I heard the voice of Maccus call from the steps. I jumped, and the three of us turned to look at him quickly. "Get back to work!" he growled. Koleniko and I moved quickly off the cannon barrels and I picked up the knife, and pried another sea shell off the cannon's wheel. I watched Maccus disappear up the steps, and then I resumed thinking about what might be my fate. Would I really lose my mind and become a part of the Dutchman? I really hoped I didn't.