Titanic – a story about Mr Murdoch.
Before I start the story of Titanic and all its characters and stuff belong to their rightful owners but I should say that Titanic herself belongs to the passengers and officers that died on that fateful night of April 15th at 2:20am when she sunk to the world below never to see sunlight again. May their souls rest in peace...
Chapter 1: Take her to sea Mr Murdoch.
"Take her to sea Mr Murdoch...let's stretch her legs"
"Yes sir" replied Mr Murdoch setting on his way to the bridge to give the orders. The distance was short and he didn't have much time to gather his thoughts. Before he knew it he was on the bridge and giving out the orders to his ship mates. After letting engine room do their part and waiting for a check on the speed he left the bridge and went back to stand next to the man who (although an outstanding Captain) was a very outspoken man; never afraid to show his true mood for his particular settings. Standing next to this man in particular though was an honour for first officer William Murdoch this was his captain the one he had heard the stories about the one who he couldn't wait to spend time getting to know more about. Appearing next to him again he smiled and looked before him as did his captain
"21 knots sir!" he smiled and looked out into the vast ocean and although no words were spoken that evening between the Captain and himself apart from the usual orders he could tell that no matter how this journey would end he would be proud to work for Captain smith and it would be a very proud way to for Captain Smith to end his career.
A little later on and William Murdoch was relieved of his duty, smiling at his fellow officer, he abandoned the bridge and headed for his quarters. Upon entering it he was greeted by the maid who was making her way out of his quarters, without noticing; the young woman whose golden blonde hair slipped to her face, attempted to step over a broom to let the officer past but accidentally caught her foot on the broom and fell straight into the arms and to the floor with the first officer of the Titanic.
"Oh my lord sir...I...I do apologise I wasn't watching where I was going and..." she spoke quickly and attempted to stand up without making her already embarrassing moment even worse. But as usual he was quick to the point and stood up helping her up in the process.
"And you shouldn't worry about it young lady...it was an accident anyone could plainly see" he smiled his smile that made any woman go weak at the knees. Looking up at him she noticed she still had her hand in his and quickly pulled it out before anyone walked past the still open bedroom door. Smiling he walked further into his quarters and the maid quickly left closing the door behind her. Of anyone of the officers she was glad that it had happened to Mr Murdoch at least he wouldn't have blamed her for the whole incident and reported her to her head officer. He was a good man and as she headed back to the clean room she couldn't get the feeling of his touch on her hand out of her mind.
After taking a short rest and sipping a little brandy from the cabinet bottle he had stashed away William Murdoch put on his jacket and still in his uniform he headed out of his room and out to walk the decks of this grand ship. As he walked he stopped at the port side of the bow of the ship and looked over watching the wave's splash up against the ship; it was a grand site.
Taking his gloves from his pocket he slipped them on and the sun began to set in the distance; it had turned much cooler just recently, well since they had left Ireland. He figured it was the feeling every sailor man got when out on a vast ocean like this with nothing ahead of them but open sea.
Among other things Will was glad to be apart of the Titanic's first voyage and although firstly applying for the role of chief officer; which he didn't get for the reason that Mr Wilde had more experience than himself but was to transfer to the Olympic as soon as they reached New York to which then Will would take his job. Placing his hands in his pockets he walked over and gently sat down upon one of the benches, the deck had very little people upon it as most of them were eating dinner. For the first time since he had bored the ship he finally got five minuets to himself and he sighed in great relief to this. It wasn't easy doing his job at the best of times let alone when a brand new liner, going for its first voyage to the great open sea took on 2,200 passengers. There was a lot of organisation that went into it and a lot of time and effort put in by every officer to make sure everything goes smoothly.
Closing his eyes for just one moment he managed to relax himself and fell into a light sleep on the deck bench, but as soon as the moment came it was gone and he opened his eyes to a whole new view. He was still aboard the Titanic but there was utter chaos people running around him and slowly he felt as if he was being pulled to one side. Standing up he looked around in utter horror, what was happening? Walking around the deck he turned and passed many people ushering to get to the bow of the ship.
Turning another corner and walking on he looked in horror as he saw himself shoot a man then turn the gun on him self his body flew over the side and into the sea.
What was this? A dream? A premonition? He was watching the unsinkable Titanic sink to an early grave but why?
Ok I'm not quite sure where I'm heading with this one so if you would like to see anything in particular happen then please let me know. I got a few ideas but their still in construction but as this far I'd love to know what you guys think so please rr.
Before I start the story of Titanic and all its characters and stuff belong to their rightful owners but I should say that Titanic herself belongs to the passengers and officers that died on that fateful night of April 15th at 2:20am when she sunk to the world below never to see sunlight again. May their souls rest in peace...
Chapter 1: Take her to sea Mr Murdoch.
"Take her to sea Mr Murdoch...let's stretch her legs"
"Yes sir" replied Mr Murdoch setting on his way to the bridge to give the orders. The distance was short and he didn't have much time to gather his thoughts. Before he knew it he was on the bridge and giving out the orders to his ship mates. After letting engine room do their part and waiting for a check on the speed he left the bridge and went back to stand next to the man who (although an outstanding Captain) was a very outspoken man; never afraid to show his true mood for his particular settings. Standing next to this man in particular though was an honour for first officer William Murdoch this was his captain the one he had heard the stories about the one who he couldn't wait to spend time getting to know more about. Appearing next to him again he smiled and looked before him as did his captain
"21 knots sir!" he smiled and looked out into the vast ocean and although no words were spoken that evening between the Captain and himself apart from the usual orders he could tell that no matter how this journey would end he would be proud to work for Captain smith and it would be a very proud way to for Captain Smith to end his career.
A little later on and William Murdoch was relieved of his duty, smiling at his fellow officer, he abandoned the bridge and headed for his quarters. Upon entering it he was greeted by the maid who was making her way out of his quarters, without noticing; the young woman whose golden blonde hair slipped to her face, attempted to step over a broom to let the officer past but accidentally caught her foot on the broom and fell straight into the arms and to the floor with the first officer of the Titanic.
"Oh my lord sir...I...I do apologise I wasn't watching where I was going and..." she spoke quickly and attempted to stand up without making her already embarrassing moment even worse. But as usual he was quick to the point and stood up helping her up in the process.
"And you shouldn't worry about it young lady...it was an accident anyone could plainly see" he smiled his smile that made any woman go weak at the knees. Looking up at him she noticed she still had her hand in his and quickly pulled it out before anyone walked past the still open bedroom door. Smiling he walked further into his quarters and the maid quickly left closing the door behind her. Of anyone of the officers she was glad that it had happened to Mr Murdoch at least he wouldn't have blamed her for the whole incident and reported her to her head officer. He was a good man and as she headed back to the clean room she couldn't get the feeling of his touch on her hand out of her mind.
After taking a short rest and sipping a little brandy from the cabinet bottle he had stashed away William Murdoch put on his jacket and still in his uniform he headed out of his room and out to walk the decks of this grand ship. As he walked he stopped at the port side of the bow of the ship and looked over watching the wave's splash up against the ship; it was a grand site.
Taking his gloves from his pocket he slipped them on and the sun began to set in the distance; it had turned much cooler just recently, well since they had left Ireland. He figured it was the feeling every sailor man got when out on a vast ocean like this with nothing ahead of them but open sea.
Among other things Will was glad to be apart of the Titanic's first voyage and although firstly applying for the role of chief officer; which he didn't get for the reason that Mr Wilde had more experience than himself but was to transfer to the Olympic as soon as they reached New York to which then Will would take his job. Placing his hands in his pockets he walked over and gently sat down upon one of the benches, the deck had very little people upon it as most of them were eating dinner. For the first time since he had bored the ship he finally got five minuets to himself and he sighed in great relief to this. It wasn't easy doing his job at the best of times let alone when a brand new liner, going for its first voyage to the great open sea took on 2,200 passengers. There was a lot of organisation that went into it and a lot of time and effort put in by every officer to make sure everything goes smoothly.
Closing his eyes for just one moment he managed to relax himself and fell into a light sleep on the deck bench, but as soon as the moment came it was gone and he opened his eyes to a whole new view. He was still aboard the Titanic but there was utter chaos people running around him and slowly he felt as if he was being pulled to one side. Standing up he looked around in utter horror, what was happening? Walking around the deck he turned and passed many people ushering to get to the bow of the ship.
Turning another corner and walking on he looked in horror as he saw himself shoot a man then turn the gun on him self his body flew over the side and into the sea.
What was this? A dream? A premonition? He was watching the unsinkable Titanic sink to an early grave but why?
Ok I'm not quite sure where I'm heading with this one so if you would like to see anything in particular happen then please let me know. I got a few ideas but their still in construction but as this far I'd love to know what you guys think so please rr.