*blows dust* Yes, yes I know! It's been a while! Sorry that I've been gone for so long! Blame boy troubles… *rolls eyes* whatever…
But now I'm back! Huzzah! And do I have something for you! I started watching Titanic recently and I've always wanted to do a Twilight/Titanic crossover (Is it just me or do the words Twilight and Titanic look a lot alike? Ha ha ha!)
Now, I know that there have been a few of these, but I'm going to try to make this into like nothing you have read before!
Bella is a first class girl who dreams of nothing more than a simple life. Edward is a third class 'street rat' just trying to get by. When the two meet, all of their dreams change.
I WILL use quotes from both movies in this story, so do not review complaining about it!
Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story! Not Twilight, not Titanic, nor any of the quotes from either of the movies/books that I will use!!!
Now, indulge, my ducklings, in Unsinkable!
It's been so many years… And I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in... Titanic was called The Ship of Dreams. And it was. It really was…
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The crowds were thick with people. Luggage was moving left and right. I heard the barking of dogs, the rumbling of cars, and the excited chatter of the people, all abuzz with the departure of, what everyone considered, fabulous and regal, RMS Titanic.
I, Isabella Marie Swan, belonged to one of the wealthiest and most respected families in England. I had everything I could ever desire and more; or as my mother and father had said.
The problem was that that was far from the truth. What I did want, my mother would never allow. What I did want was a simple life, a happy life.
A life I could never have, or even hope to achieve.
I lived in a high class and luxurious society. I was waited on, hand and foot for my every need. My parents told me that I only deserved the best, and the best is what I got, in their eyes at least.
My parents always thought they knew what the best was for me. But they never took what my desires were into consideration. Ever
Which is why they told me that going back to America would be great for me. They said it was a chance to start fresh. But the fact was that the only thing that would be new would be that we were in a different country.
So when I saw the Titanic, the first thing I thought of was a prison. A place to keep me trapped in the life I so increasingly despised with every fiber of my being. But my mother and father would never accept me if they ever found out the life I wanted was a simple and calm life. So I had to act the part of a 1st class lady.
As I stepped out of car, I looked up at my new penitentiary for the next six days.
"I don't see what all the fuss is about!" I stated. "It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania."
My fiancé, Jacob Ephraim Black, stepped out behind me. He was the man who could never have enough of the wealth and luxury that came with our society. He didn't just love it, he practically inhaled it every chance he could. He requested that he marry me because he thought I was a beautiful and enticing woman, and my parents believed him right then, but I knew he could care less about my personality. All he wanted was the money my family had. And he was going to get it if it was the last thing he did.
For all I care, he could have it, but that just wasn't in the cards, now was it?
"You can be blasé about some things, Isabella, my darling, but not Titanic! She's over a hundred feet longer than the Mauritania, and far more luxurious! Your daughter is far too difficult to impress, Renée," he exclaimed with a chuckle to my mother, Renée Swan. I shuddered at the name Isabella, but I was too much of a lady to admit it. I much preferred Bella to that name, but it obviously wasn't sophisticated enough.
"Well, Charles, this is the ship they say is unsinkable, correct?" My mother stepped out next, followed by my father, Charles Swan, both peering at the ship with admiration.
"It is unsinkable, my dear," My father said, putting his arm around my mother. "God himself with all his might could not sink this ship."
"My, my, quite an exquisite exterior, I must say. But what about the inside?" my mother asked.
"Only the best for people like us." Jacob smiled a superior grin.
Brilliant, just what I needed; more people waiting on me hand and foot.
The workers immediately came to unload the trunks and luggage we owned from each of the cars which would all be taken up to our stateroom.
Soon the horn blew, signaling that we had to start boarding the ship. I heard a whistle and the shout "All aboard the RMS Titanic!"
It was the ship of dreams... to everyone else. To me it was a slave ship, taking me back to America in chains. Outwardly I was everything a well brought up girl should be.
Inside, I was screaming.
"Edward, you idiot, you just bet ever God damn thing we got!" Jasper shouted at me.
I took the cigarette out of my mouth and blew out a bit of smoke. "Boys, when you got nothin, you've got nothin left to lose."
We were playing poker at a local pub. I needed to go home to America, so my best friends, Jasper and Emmett, and I were gambling against three Russian men for their tickets for the Titanic. 3rd class, obviously, but I didn't care. If it was going to get me across, it was damn well good enough for me.
"We've only got nothin because you gambled all away!" Emmett curled his fist that wasn't holding any cards.
"Emmett, how much did we actually have to begin with, anyway?" I asked him.
He didn't say anything.
The men spoke to each other, and of course I couldn't understand a single word they were saying. The one who was speaking sounded angry, so it must have been about betting their tickets.
I looked at my cards. I didn't show any emotion, kept my poker face as I picked up another card.
"Alright fellas, time to come clean. Someone's life is about to change forever. Emmett?"
He laid down his cards. "Fold," he said gruffly.
"Jasper?" I asked.
"Nothin."
"Alright," I moved onto the others. "Olaf?"
As he laid down his cards, I also saw that he had nothing.
The man who went next had nothing either, so I moved on to the last person, except me.
"How 'bout you, Sven?"
He laid down his cards without a word and I let out a hissing noise.
"Oh… two pair… I'm sorry guys," I said to my friends.
"Sorry!?" Jasper shouted. "You gambled away everything we ha-"
"I'm sorry! You're not going to be able to see your parents for a long time!" They looked at me with a confused expression as if I had lost my mind.
"'Cause we're going to America! Take a look at that, boys! Full house!" Emmett and Jasper jumped out of their chairs and hugged each other, shouting in victory. I grabbed my sack and dumped everything into it and slung it over my shoulder. I took a look at the clock.
"Dammit guys, we got to go!" We charged out of the bar, the sound of angry Russian and punching behind us. The sounds faded quickly as they were replaced by shouts of excitement and the thunder of footsteps.
"We're the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that?" Emmett shouted over the noise. We laughed as we raced to the through the people. I looked toward the entrance and noticed the walkway was being lifted.
"Oh shit! Come on boys!" We ran faster toward it, our new-found possessions still in the sacks on our backs.
"Wait a second, guys," I shouted as we got to the entrance. We stood up on the ledge and hopped across onto the walkway and onto the ship. But before we could, we were stopped by one of the workers.
"Gentlemen, have you gone through inspection?"
"Absolutely! Besides, we're Americans; completely lice free." That was a bit of lie; we didn't have time to get inspected, but that wasn't completely important at the moment.
He looked uncertain at first, but eventually let us on through.
"Whoa, nice place," Jasper said as we ran up the stairs to the deck. We clambered our way though the people to we made it to the rails. We looked out into the crowd and realized there was a lot more people than we thought.
"Goodbye!" We heard Emmett shout.
"Emmett," Jasper asked cautiously, "We don't know anyone out there."
"Yeah, but do they know that?" He asked with a cheeky grin.
Jasper and I shared a look and shrugged.
"We will never forget you!" I shouted.
"We'll miss you!" Jasper yelled out.
We waved and shouted our goodbyes when the ship started to move. No one stopped until everything was out of sight. I took one last good look and smiled.
Everything was going to change, and I was never looking back again.
How was THAT for a first chapter, huh!? Not amazing? Yeah I know. First chapters never are.
Now, yes, Edward is like Jack. Yes, Emmett and Jasper are like Fabrizio. And yes, they both die in the movie, which means, sadly, that there is a likely possibility that Jasper, Emmett, and Edward might die too.
But! I'm going to see if there's anyway to even remotely keep them alive! I make no guarantees or promises, but I will try my best. I just can't really think of any way to keep them alive that would keep the story sounding good. But that shouldn't stop you from reading this story!
Also, I will try somehow to bring Rose and Alice into the story. I've already have an idea for Alice, but Rose will take some work.
So please, R&R, my ducklings! Or I will indeed kill off Edward, Jasper, and Emmett!
–EdwardXBella4eva–