Hey! Thanks to all those who reviewed! Hugs and cookies all around!
Sooooooooooooooooo sorry this took so long to get out. I had so much work,
then when I was able to sit down and actually write, I got writer's block!
Hopefully, this chapter will make up for being so untimely. I need to work
on the whole getting it in sooner thing. Okay, like usual, only own Katrina
and Phillip North and don't own LXG or anyone else. This chapter will be
longer than the others. This will be told from her point of view in third
person. You'll get what I mean. I am putting in some scenes with Katrina's
interactions with more characters. You begin to wonder what everyone else
was doing in that movie. Oh, and if you don't think I am describing Dorian
correctly, then please tell me. Here we go, on our LXG voyage! Woohoo! But
first, shoutouts!
Clez ~ Hey girl! Thanks for reviewing! Glad you liked! Here's your cookie. *hands Clez a cookie* There you go. Sorry that chapter was so short, but don't worry, this one will be long, promise. Hope you enjoy the chapter!
Crystal ~ Hey! Sorry the cliffhangers take their toll on your nerves. That's not good. Don't pull out all the hair, though. Thank you for the great review and I'm glad you love the story! *hands cookie* There you go! Glad you enjoyed and hope you continue!
As she walked down the hall to Allan's cabin, Katrina began to feel her nerves sprouting and she started rehearsing what to say. I'll just express my sorrow and leave. Hopefully, if I know Allan Quatermain, he won't ask many questions. Suddenly she found that she had walked past his cabin. Whoops! She thought. Katrina backtracked and found herself staring at his door. She raised a hand to knock on the door. But then found herself knocking on Allan's face.
"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry! You opened the door right when I started to knock. I didn't mean to."
Allan looked at her quizzically and stepped back and said, "Who are you and what have you done with Katrina North?"
She looked at him strangely. He continued,
"The Katrina North I know would have delighted in knocking on my head. Who are you?"
She gulped and thought it's now or never. One thing that Katrina hated was admitting when she was wrong.
"It is me and that's what I came to talk to you about. My attitude toward you from the entire time I've well, since I've known you. It has been increasingly rude and horrible. And I came here to well, to apologize." He looked at her and said, "You're apology has been accepted. I never thought I would hear that from you." She smiled and nodded, then turned around and started walking back to her room. Phew. She thought. Glad that's over with.
As she was walking, she passed Mina. Katrina stopped, turned around and called out her name. Mina stopped and turned. "Yes?" Katrina walked up and said, "Mina, we are the only women on a supremely male-dominated ship. I've been trying to get to know everyone, and I was wondering if I could just talk to you a little bit." Mina raised a delicate eyebrow. "Very well. If we are to talk, we will sit in the library. Follow me." Katrina let air. Apparently she had unwittingly been holding her breath for the answer. She silently followed, with her head held high, like Mina's. Mina intimidated her so much, that she didn't want to talk until she was ready.
Finally, they reached the library. Mina sat down in an armchair next to the softly crackling fire. She beckoned for Katrina to sit down, which she did, in the armchair across from her. The intimidating woman looked at her for a moment, then said, "So, Katrina, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Just as Katrina was about to answer, she heard a soft and smug male voice say, "Yes Katrina, we're all dying to know." Katrina turned and saw Dorian Gray standing by a bookshelf. She furrowed her brow and frowned. "Did I ask you to this, Dorian?"
"No. But feminine conversations have always been a bit of a hobby for me."
"And the slime shows his colors again. Now, Dorian, if you would please go somewhere where you are wanted. Oh wait, that would mean, basically, nowhere. But see, I have a solution. If you could just throw yourself off this boat and rid us of your disgustingness, then everyone would be so much happier." Katrina said. Dorian, for once not being able to come up with a witty response, merely turned on his heel and left the room. Katrina turned around to see Mina smiling in her chair. "What?" Katrina asked.
"It's refreshing to see a woman be able to stand up to that man. To be able to criticize him in front of his face and not behind his back. Tell me, Katrina, are you afraid of no one?"
Katrina smiled. "To say that I wasn't afraid of anyone would be a lie. I remember being afraid for many years of the monster under my bed." Katrina broke out into a large smile and Mina laughed. "But there are a few things I am afraid of. Snakes for one. And water. Water is my one weakness. If I have water on a large part of my body, then my powers would be useless. If I were to use my powers, then I would only succeed in electrocuting myself." Suddenly Katrina felt nervous and stupid. She had just revealed her largest weakness to a complete stranger. You idiot. You have no idea who she is and you just basically told her how to kill you! Idiot! She berated herself like this for a few minutes before snapping out of it. "Sorry bout that that. I mostly just wanted to know a little bit about you. What is your power?" Mina smiled.
"I am a vampire. Dracula is the one who turned me."
Katrina was suddenly sorry she asked. "I'm sorry. I think. Should I apologize for you or just feel bad?"
Mina laughed and said, "Just feel bad. Don't apologize for something you did not do."
Katrina nodded her head. "I'll remember that."
"Is there anything else?"
"Well, how did they get you to come here?"
"They wanted me to come so I came. That's all. Now I have a question."
Katrina looked at her curiously. "What?"
"How did you receive your power?"
"I was born with it. My father, as you know, had this power, but my parents didn't know if I would. When they found that I did, my father nearly forced me to harness my powers."
"How old were you when you found you had them?"
"Sixteen. How old were you when you were turned?"
"Twenty-two." Mina suddenly looked as though she were getting tired of the conversation. She looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Is that the time? I feel as though I must retire. Goodnight, Miss North."
"Goodnight! And thank you for listening to me." She nodded and left the room. Katrina sat back down and looked into the fire. Well, let's see what you have accomplished. You have made up with Quatermain, good. You have succeeded in humiliating Dorian in front of the woman he likes, which's good as well. You revealed your weakness to a complete stranger, not too smart. But you made conversation with Mina, and that should be applauded. Or frowned upon for rambling. Either way, I made conver... a sudden American voice knocked her out her thoughts. "A little pensive tonight?" She looked at the bookcase that seemed to have an American accent and Tom Sawyer walked around it.
"Sawyer! Don't do that. For a second I thought I was losing my mind."
"Sorry. You just looked thoughtful and I was inquiring why."
"Sheesh. Does everyone on this boat have nothing better to do than tospy on people?"
"Sor-ry, Miss Touchy. I was just curious."
She sighed. "No, it is I who should be apologizing. I didn't mean to sound rude. I just seem to be running into everyone tonight. Any moment now Nemo's going to walk in here wondering about the weather." As though she and Sawyer thought it might actually happen, they looked around the room. When no weather-inquiring Nemo appeared, Sawyer started up again.
"So what were you thinkin about?"
"I was thinkin about what had happened today, Mr. Nosy. That's all. Now, it's getting late, so I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Sawyer."
"Goodnight." He tipped his head a little as she walked by. Once out of the library, she walked into her room, thankfully, not running into anyone, and slept like a log until morning.
Well, there you have it, the fourth chapter! I hope you enjoy. Not quite as long as I'd hoped, but better than the last one. Hope you enjoyed and PLEASE review.
Clez ~ Hey girl! Thanks for reviewing! Glad you liked! Here's your cookie. *hands Clez a cookie* There you go. Sorry that chapter was so short, but don't worry, this one will be long, promise. Hope you enjoy the chapter!
Crystal ~ Hey! Sorry the cliffhangers take their toll on your nerves. That's not good. Don't pull out all the hair, though. Thank you for the great review and I'm glad you love the story! *hands cookie* There you go! Glad you enjoyed and hope you continue!
As she walked down the hall to Allan's cabin, Katrina began to feel her nerves sprouting and she started rehearsing what to say. I'll just express my sorrow and leave. Hopefully, if I know Allan Quatermain, he won't ask many questions. Suddenly she found that she had walked past his cabin. Whoops! She thought. Katrina backtracked and found herself staring at his door. She raised a hand to knock on the door. But then found herself knocking on Allan's face.
"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry! You opened the door right when I started to knock. I didn't mean to."
Allan looked at her quizzically and stepped back and said, "Who are you and what have you done with Katrina North?"
She looked at him strangely. He continued,
"The Katrina North I know would have delighted in knocking on my head. Who are you?"
She gulped and thought it's now or never. One thing that Katrina hated was admitting when she was wrong.
"It is me and that's what I came to talk to you about. My attitude toward you from the entire time I've well, since I've known you. It has been increasingly rude and horrible. And I came here to well, to apologize." He looked at her and said, "You're apology has been accepted. I never thought I would hear that from you." She smiled and nodded, then turned around and started walking back to her room. Phew. She thought. Glad that's over with.
As she was walking, she passed Mina. Katrina stopped, turned around and called out her name. Mina stopped and turned. "Yes?" Katrina walked up and said, "Mina, we are the only women on a supremely male-dominated ship. I've been trying to get to know everyone, and I was wondering if I could just talk to you a little bit." Mina raised a delicate eyebrow. "Very well. If we are to talk, we will sit in the library. Follow me." Katrina let air. Apparently she had unwittingly been holding her breath for the answer. She silently followed, with her head held high, like Mina's. Mina intimidated her so much, that she didn't want to talk until she was ready.
Finally, they reached the library. Mina sat down in an armchair next to the softly crackling fire. She beckoned for Katrina to sit down, which she did, in the armchair across from her. The intimidating woman looked at her for a moment, then said, "So, Katrina, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Just as Katrina was about to answer, she heard a soft and smug male voice say, "Yes Katrina, we're all dying to know." Katrina turned and saw Dorian Gray standing by a bookshelf. She furrowed her brow and frowned. "Did I ask you to this, Dorian?"
"No. But feminine conversations have always been a bit of a hobby for me."
"And the slime shows his colors again. Now, Dorian, if you would please go somewhere where you are wanted. Oh wait, that would mean, basically, nowhere. But see, I have a solution. If you could just throw yourself off this boat and rid us of your disgustingness, then everyone would be so much happier." Katrina said. Dorian, for once not being able to come up with a witty response, merely turned on his heel and left the room. Katrina turned around to see Mina smiling in her chair. "What?" Katrina asked.
"It's refreshing to see a woman be able to stand up to that man. To be able to criticize him in front of his face and not behind his back. Tell me, Katrina, are you afraid of no one?"
Katrina smiled. "To say that I wasn't afraid of anyone would be a lie. I remember being afraid for many years of the monster under my bed." Katrina broke out into a large smile and Mina laughed. "But there are a few things I am afraid of. Snakes for one. And water. Water is my one weakness. If I have water on a large part of my body, then my powers would be useless. If I were to use my powers, then I would only succeed in electrocuting myself." Suddenly Katrina felt nervous and stupid. She had just revealed her largest weakness to a complete stranger. You idiot. You have no idea who she is and you just basically told her how to kill you! Idiot! She berated herself like this for a few minutes before snapping out of it. "Sorry bout that that. I mostly just wanted to know a little bit about you. What is your power?" Mina smiled.
"I am a vampire. Dracula is the one who turned me."
Katrina was suddenly sorry she asked. "I'm sorry. I think. Should I apologize for you or just feel bad?"
Mina laughed and said, "Just feel bad. Don't apologize for something you did not do."
Katrina nodded her head. "I'll remember that."
"Is there anything else?"
"Well, how did they get you to come here?"
"They wanted me to come so I came. That's all. Now I have a question."
Katrina looked at her curiously. "What?"
"How did you receive your power?"
"I was born with it. My father, as you know, had this power, but my parents didn't know if I would. When they found that I did, my father nearly forced me to harness my powers."
"How old were you when you found you had them?"
"Sixteen. How old were you when you were turned?"
"Twenty-two." Mina suddenly looked as though she were getting tired of the conversation. She looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Is that the time? I feel as though I must retire. Goodnight, Miss North."
"Goodnight! And thank you for listening to me." She nodded and left the room. Katrina sat back down and looked into the fire. Well, let's see what you have accomplished. You have made up with Quatermain, good. You have succeeded in humiliating Dorian in front of the woman he likes, which's good as well. You revealed your weakness to a complete stranger, not too smart. But you made conversation with Mina, and that should be applauded. Or frowned upon for rambling. Either way, I made conver... a sudden American voice knocked her out her thoughts. "A little pensive tonight?" She looked at the bookcase that seemed to have an American accent and Tom Sawyer walked around it.
"Sawyer! Don't do that. For a second I thought I was losing my mind."
"Sorry. You just looked thoughtful and I was inquiring why."
"Sheesh. Does everyone on this boat have nothing better to do than tospy on people?"
"Sor-ry, Miss Touchy. I was just curious."
She sighed. "No, it is I who should be apologizing. I didn't mean to sound rude. I just seem to be running into everyone tonight. Any moment now Nemo's going to walk in here wondering about the weather." As though she and Sawyer thought it might actually happen, they looked around the room. When no weather-inquiring Nemo appeared, Sawyer started up again.
"So what were you thinkin about?"
"I was thinkin about what had happened today, Mr. Nosy. That's all. Now, it's getting late, so I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Sawyer."
"Goodnight." He tipped his head a little as she walked by. Once out of the library, she walked into her room, thankfully, not running into anyone, and slept like a log until morning.
Well, there you have it, the fourth chapter! I hope you enjoy. Not quite as long as I'd hoped, but better than the last one. Hope you enjoyed and PLEASE review.