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1Chapter 18

Van Helsing woke from a painful sleep in his cabin. He was lying uncomfortably on his bed with his leg tied tightly. The cloth was soaked in blood and he noticed that he was now dry. His cloak and vest were removed and he was now just in a plain tunic and trousers. He sat up and saw his weapons on the nightstand. He stood and sat back down when an unexpected pain jolted through his leg. He sighed and tried standing up again. This time he was successful and he limped over to the nightstand. He grabbed a pistol and his sword just in case and made his way slowly out of the room and up the stairs to the top deck.
There, he found Megan steering the ship over the calm waters and Sonny and Rodney controlling the sails. Amelia and Catherine had a game of chess in progress but they put that aside when they saw Van Helsing appear from below decks. Amelia came over and helped him onto a bench at the far starboard side of the deck. He thanked her again and she looked at him with concern. He noticed, of course.
"I'm fine. I probably won't have to walk for a while anyways so I have time to heal up. It's not like we're walking there you know." he smiled and Amelia couldn't help but smile back.
"Well that's good. But you never know. Anything could happen now. We've been attacked by creatures of sky, land, and water. Who knows what's going to happen next." she stated. He nodded in agreement.
"Well... We're just going to have to wait and see now aren't we." he continued to smile and put an arm around Amelia's shoulder. "Besides, I would be more worried about yourself." he looked at her and she had an expression on like it wasn't the time to talk about it.
"I still have a while of freedom." she stated back.
"Yes, well, you never know. A woman has never been bitten by a werewolf before." he said. Amelia looked up at him in shock.
"What does that have to do with anything? So what if I'm a woman. A werewolf is a werewolf." she accused back at him.
"You were bitten on a full moon, right?" he asked. Amelia shook off his arm around her shoulder and stood up in front of him, with her hands on her hips.
"So what? It wasn't my time. I was just lucky that my transformation didn't happen then. That's all." she was puzzled. He was going somewhere with this.
"But you should have been a werewolf then. Technically it was your first full moon. Since that went out of natural order who knows when your transformation will be done. It could be tonight for all we know. The sooner we get to Dracula's Castle the safer it is... for all of us." he was concerned too. Amelia sighed and knew he was right. She sat back down and held her hands together, her head down low. Tears were rolling off her cheeks onto the wooden deck.
"But it was my father, too. What happens when a werewolf bites one that carries his blood?" she asked. She looked into Van Helsing's green eyes questionably. Her own blue eyes were wet and a trail of tears were traced down her delicate face.
"I don't know. I really don't know." It was the first time Amelia could ever remember him saying that. Usually he had an answer to everything. The fact that he hadn't an idea of what could happen only added to the suspense of their journey.

Little did Van Helsing and Amelia know that behind the barrels not far off, Sonny was listening in to their little conversation. It was by accident at first. He was told to tie the rope of the main sail down at the starboard side to follow the wind and as he was tying he heard two of the three passengers discussing something in rash and questioning tones. He bent down behind some barrels not far off where the two people talking couldn't see him.
He listened in and the first thing he heard clearly was "A werewolf is a werewolf." He was confused and didn't understand at first. There was more talking and then he heard her say something about it being her father too, and if a werewolf could bite one of it's own blood. Sonny now understood and sat there in shock. He couldn't believe it. The captain had to know. He got up and without making any noise, he walked back towards the wheel where Megan was steering the ship away from the sunset in the west.

Van Helsing and Amelia rose from the bench and walked towards the crew, who were now discussing something. One of the twins was the one speaking the most. It was like he was trying to convince the other two of something. Catherine was sitting down not far from them. She kept throwing nervous glances towards the crew.
When Amelia came up to see what was happening, The discussion stopped immediately and all eyes were on her. Van Helsing was at her shoulder, as puzzled as she now was about the sudden interest in her all of a sudden. A breeze came from behind them, not helping with the awkward tension that was floating around the mists of the boat.
Megan came forward and pulled out a gun from it's hilt at her waist. She put the gun in front of Amelia's eyes so that Amelia could see down the barrel of the gun. She swallowed her breath and kept still. Van Helsing out of pure reflex took out his pistol too, one of the two only weapons he had on his person at the time being. He pointed his pistol at Megan, as the twins took out two small pistols each and pointed all four at Van Helsing. When Catherine came forwards to help her sister's and Van Helsing's defence, Sonny pointed one of his small pistols at her too, which stopped her immediately in her tracks.
All was still, nobody wanted to be the first to speak. Sonny and Rodney looked at their captain for any directions, but were given none. Instead Megan spoke.
"I do not allow werewolves on meh ship." she said. She squinted at Amelia and pushed the gun so that it was pointing at her throat instead. She had her finger ready on the trigger.
"What are you talking about?" asked Amelia innocently.
"Don't fool wit' me, ye monste'. Sonny 'ere 'eard you two talkin'." accused Megan. She pressed harder on the gun so that it dug into Amelia's throat, forcing her head back.
Amelia started breathing heavily. She was stuck now. She was caught, it was over. She would probably be sent to walk the plank.
"I'm am not a werewolf, well not yet anyways. You have nothing to fear." said Amelia. Megan didn't lower her gun though.
"I 'ear ya don't know when ya might turn inta a cursed werewolf." said Megan. Amelia gave a dark glance at Sonny. This was his fault.
"True, but if we hurry, we won't have to worry. We should be there tonight, right?" asked Amelia. She was trying to find a way out of this. Megan was honourable, and cautious.
"Ya, we will, but you won't." she said. "I don't allow creatures o' de Devil aboard meh ship. They' belon' at de bottom o' the ocean." Megan was pushing her with the gun towards the edge of the ship. Van Helsing was trying to negotiate with her.
"We are paying customers! You can't do this!" yelled Van Helsing. He was still at Sonny and Rodney's gunpoint. Megan paused and looked back at Van Helsing. She cocked her head and sighed.
"Ya, ya are. So then I suppose' I could put 'er in the brig downstairs' till weh make port, eh? Tha' bette' for ya?" Megan asked. Van Helsing looked over at Amelia who was nodding her head. Anything was better than the water. Van Helsing nodded and Megan clicked her tongue. She took Amelia' arms and she beckoned Sonny over. Sonny came and lowered his gins, but Rodney still had Catherine and Van Helsing under his watchful eye. Megan told Sonny to tie up Amelia's hands and he obeyed. Megan had the gun to Amelia' head as she was lead down the stairs below decks.

Amelia was sitting on the cold, damp floor of the ship. She was in a tiny bare room, hardly large enough to lie down in. She was looking out past the metal bars that were keeping her enclosed in the tiny room. She could see a hall with a wall with a lantern on it, and that was all. There was no window. She didn't know how long it had been since she had been locked up, but she guessed it must have been at least three hours. Her hands were still tied at her back with the rope. At first she had tried wriggling out of it, but to no avail.
She heard nothing coming from up on top of the deck. She supposed that Catherine and Van Helsing were being kept under close watch, to make sure they don't try taking over the ship. Besides, Catherine didn't know anything about ships and Van Helsing with his wounded leg had no chance of trying to overtake the two young boys.
A few moments later Amelia heard some shouting from above and she realised from the slowing of the boat and the eventual stop meant that they had finally reached port in Yugoslavia.