A/N: to start my new chapter I would like to give a HUGE! Thank you to one of my favorite authors who reviewed my story! Kydasam! Thanks for the review it made me feel like a real good author, If it wasn't for you I wouldn't even have updated thanks for the pick-me-upper!…. now on to the story! Hope you all like this chapter!

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Van Helsing cautiously entered the cave, witch really wasn't a cave, but a hallway with a maze of twists and turns, so he was careful to take notes of different marks just in case he had to leave in a hurry. This wasn't too difficult because of the many different cave paintings on the walls. Eventually Naza led them to what was apparently the main chamber of the whole place.

" I swear this place is shrinking on me!… every time I go threw that hall it seems to get shorter!" Naza said aloud so her voice reverberated off the walls.

Gabriel took his first steps into the cave and found himself in a huge room that glowed crimson red from a large fire pit in the middle of the room. Which at the time was cooking a small cauldron of stew at the moment, Hay was scattered about the place in a comfortable and random manner, and it seemed that all the cave paintings that Van Helsing had marked where painted around this cave as well. This was probably the same way Naza learned to navigate the seemingly endless hallways.

"ok then… who wants stew!" Naza said striding towards the small cauldron.

"I do" Carl replied, tiredness clearly getting the better of him as he wandered lazily towards a particularly soft looking pile of hay by the fire pit.

Gabriel on the other hand did not respond but merely strolled over to the fire pit and took a seat trying not to get to comfortable in case he had to leave quickly.

Naza apparently wasn't people shy because she instantly grabbed three bowls and handed one each to Van Helsing and Carl, then began to serve herself instantly with little or no concern for whether ether of them ate the stew or not.

Eventually into her first few bites she noticed that they weren't eating.

"I thought you said you wanted some stew." She said looking at Carl

Carl finally got the idea that he was to serve himself and took a ladle full.

Van Helsing still refused to even touch the stew, if Carl wanted some… he wasn't going to stop him. There was little risk anyway… Naza had already eaten a half a bowl full of the stuff and was still fine, but still he refused to touch the stuff… probably because he had too much on his mind at the moment.

Carl finished his stew in a few minuets and was looking extremely comfortable and about ready to fall asleep. This is when Naza decided to get something to drink

"I'll be right back I'm going to get some water" she said standing up.

She walked over to the other side of the room and went through another cloth that totally stood out from the rest of the cave but not enough to be instantly noticeable.

"Carl don't get too comfortable" Gabriel said

"but why?" Carl asked in a complaining voice. "if she was going to do us harm she could have just gotten us lost in the forest" Carl said following the hunters train of thought "I mean its not like anyone would find us if she decided to get us lost." Carl finished hopping that the hunter would let him sleep

"that's true but she also could have other plans in store for us" Van Helsing retaliated determined to keep him awake "the best plan of attack is a traitor" Gabriel said

"ok what's on your mind?" Carl asked clearly getting the idea that something about Naza must be bothering Van Helsing

"remember when I said I can seance evil?" Van asked

"yes why?"

"well something isn't right about her…. Naza herself appears to be a good person but its like a cloud of darkness fallows her wherever she goose"

Carl didn't seem too worried about this news "well then we don't have to worry about the darkness until it takes shape… in the meantime I'm going to bed" Carl said as he rolled over and fell asleep...Van Helsing knew Carl was right

so he decided to have some soup.