So I guess you know what the winning story was :) So here it is. A couples of things though. This is all human, Night World doesn't exist. But the soulmate principal still does ;) So there is going to be a lot of drama…and some humor too.

And another thing…This story is for…

GallagherGirlMacey

danielle-redfern

BookVampire

Vanessa123

Sweet Night

Kimberkids

For the stupid crap that we read, coming from a 12 year old boy… I know Kimberkids wasn't made fun of, but you've been supporting us all. :) AND! Because she knows Quinn is better than Ash ;)

Yup, me and Kimberkids are in a friendly debate with the others up there in who is better, Quinn or Ash. Lol, we both say Quinn!

BUT! Watch out…we're going to take over Night World…The Council of 6! MWAHAHAHA! *thunder and lightning erupts*

Anyways…here comes the hardest part…

*Disclaimers* :O

Well you already know. :( I do not own Night World…yet. ;)

And I don't own the Titanic plot either.

Chapter 1

"Ugh, come on Keller! We don't have much time!"

"Well, some of us actually planned this out. Last thing we need is to be caught, and God knows next." retorted the black haired girl, annoyed. Her gray eyes were assertive but her words calm.

"Well…but still! The ship leaves in five minutes," A red haired girl said smoothly, jerking her thumb behind her, where a gigantic ship floated on the water. Its golden pipes were blowing out thick black smoke into the translucent blue sky, while objects on the deck were consistently reflecting off the sun, making small shadows on the ground.

And sure enough, there were several men dressed in matching uniforms, frantically gathering the tickets that were being shoved at them as the ship's horn blew and a voice over an intercom shouted "Titanic leaves in FIVE minutes! Get your information and tickets here now!"

"Guys…c'mon. Keller, Jez is right. We actually do have to leave now…soon there are going to be no crowds and no distractions, which we need if we're going to sneak in," came a cool voice. Another black haired girl came up beside Keller, where she looked almost identical.

"Fine. So does everyone know the plan? To make it short and simple… when two people start an altercation, I'm positive there's going to be one, the guards will be distracted. Then we can blend into the people as they're rushing by. " Keller said rapidly, a smirk coming onto her face.

"Excellent plan," Jez returned the smile, her silvery blue eyes shining in mischievous excitement. But then her eyes narrowed.

"Ugh. Aren't you two hot or something? I swear, you two only own one color," she said, eyeing Rashel and Keller's black attire.

"Yes. Well, we happen to like the way we dress. It gets us compliments most of the time," Keller and Rashel said simultaneously. Then they both burst out laughing.

"Freaky," Jez muttered, looking as if they had each grown another head.

"Twin thing," they said together, again, smirking as Jez took a step back. She was about to say something else sarcastic when the horn blew again.

"Ready for action?" asked Jez, gripping her bag close and shifting her position slightly. Her red flaming hair blew easily in the slight breeze that had started to form.

"Hell yes!" They both exclaimed again. This time, Jez ignored, and turned around, where mayhem was starting to erupt.

As the mobs of people were frantically rushing, there were frustrated and impatient calls by several people. Most of the women were complaining that they should board first, while the men were hustling forward, waving little silver pieces of paper in the air. Little kids stuck to their small families, either curious in joy, or frustrated and confused.

Glancing to the left, Rashel took notice of several other people boarding in another entrance, where there was no chaos. Some were in small groups, and each was dressed more formally.

Of course, she thought with cynical contempt. The Royals. The wealthy. They would have special treatment, since their money speaks for them, rather than themselves.

They were all conceited, no doubt. They were raised to think they were better than everybody, and to make sure they separated themselves from normal folk, and to the others like them. Rashel made a mental note to not run into them, or be anywhere near them, for that matter.

Without a glimpse back, Rashel focused her attention to what was happening now. Keller had been right. Two men, one bulky and the other just as naïve looking, started to debate on something. Their jerky movements caught the guards' attention, and they started their way over, completely oblivious to the other people passing by.

Interesting, Rashel mused, brushing her straight black hair aside. Looks like we're not the only ones doing this little misdemeanor. (A/n a shout out goes to the person who figures out the other 2 characters sneaking on…)

And as if on cue, the three girls swiftly parted ways, due to the fact it might have looked suspicious if three seventeen year olds were sticking together, walking towards the front. (A/n uhm…what's a ship's entrance called? xD)

Rashel too one more look around, making the last of her stay memorable. From today, she would go to New York along with her sister and their best friend, seeing what new hopes and futures it held for them.

All of their lives had been difficult. Her and her sister's mother had died right after she'd given birth in bed. Two healthy babies were born, almost identical but with unique differences. From then on, their father took care of them until he could not go on longer.

He had been a good father, making sure they got all the attention they would need to replace the loss of their mother and the role she was supposed to do. Amazingly enough, he had done well. The only problem ever was money. They weren't poor, but sometimes it would be hard to put food on the table.

They met Jezebel Redfern right around the age of five. She was the daughter of another man that worked with Keller and Rashel's dad, and she too had lost her mother young at age.

The three had connected instantly, and Mr. Jordan was relieved that they could bond with someone who could relate better. All through the years they had grown up together, their relationship growing stronger every year. But then tragedy hit.

The factory their fathers worked at had an accident, and along with five others, had been killed. The gases were too intoxicating and one inhale would kill instantly.

It happened all in one day, when the three were sixteen. There would have been more grief if they haven't met. So with their heads still high, they continued, grateful they had each other. Then the news of the new mighty "Titanic" came, also known as "The Unsinkable Ship.'

Each had agreed that it would be a wondrous start. But they didn't have that kind of money. So it was decided. The bad girls they were since childhood would indeed mooch onto the grand luxury. So here they were now; and right now they were about to perform their objective.

Rashel smirked to herself before proceeding. Carefully but stealthily, she continued, easily getting pushed in the crowd. Her clothes weren't just for liking, but for the act. She could blend in easily, as Keller and Jez already did. Loud and clear whistles blew as the wards tried to get the crowd into a more proper manner.

But of course, they did no such thing, and soon Rashel found herself moving easily, and very soon into the deck. It was all too easy she thought, amused.

She was soon greeted by Jez, and then a minute later, Keller. The three high fived and started laughing, running into a more vacant area.

"And they say women can't do anything" Keller mused.

Rashel nodded in agreement. "C'mon! We should probably go and find a place to rest at. Before it gets too crowded. Then, well we have places to explore and things to find out."

"Ah! This is so exciting. So…Keller…" Jez remarked, her eyes returning to their taunting glint.

"Yes?" Keller asked, wary. Jez took one look at Rashel, and she immediately understood. She laughed and gave her best friend a wink.

"I…and Rashel know…even you know…that you're so going to meet someone new!" she shouted, joining Rashel in the laughter when Keller glared.

"Ok, what is up with you two? If I want to meet a guy, I meet a guy. I highly doubt it's going to be on the Titanic. But for now why don't you two focus…on something different."

"Sure sure. So anyways, don't you think this is all incredible?" Rashel asked as they started their way over to a hallway. To prove her point, they all stopped and stared in wonder as a grand staircase applied to their vision.

"That answers your question" Jez replied, blinking as if she were trying to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. Abruptly, her eyes looked forward.

"I call top bunk!" she laughed as she ran off, leaving Keller and Rashel dumbfounded. But soon they snapped out of the hypnotism and starting running after the red haired girl, shouting that it wasn't a fair start.

Everything was perfect, Rashel thought. She was with the three people she loved, on an intriguing journey. What could go wrong?

So that was the first chapter! Now…I have requests….I feel more motivated when you leave me positive reviews…so 10 reviews for the next chapter ;) Haha. AND!

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-Lamia Vampress