Prologue

PANIC and chaos! Those were the only two words that Jack Dawson could think of he made his way through the third class deck of Titanic. His eyes scanned the crowded hallway on April 14, 1912. The ship had hit an iceberg not long before. Water was already starting to fill the lower deck.

"Jack!" A female voice said close beside him.

The blonde haired man turned the direction of his name being called. His blue lit up with recognition and relief. "Helga, hey. Where's Fabrizio?" He asked.

He heard his name called again. Jack grinned as he saw Fabrizio come into view. He let out a sigh of relief. "Fabri!" He exclaimed happily. The two young men hugged each other then pulled apart.

"The boats are all going," Fabrizio said sadly. His thick Italian accent was very prominent when he spoke.

Jack closed eyes. Keep calm. You are going to get out of here. You and Rose are going to get married when this is over, he thought. "We got to get up there or where going to be gargling saltwater. Where's Tommy?" He asked. He started to look around for his Irish friend that he and Fabrizio had made on Titanic.

Fabrizio coughed. He pointed over the heads of people crowding a stair well.

Jack turned. He saw Tommy, with a lot of men behind him, attempting to go up the stair well. Some women were following the men as well.

"Women, only! No men! No men!" The steward in charge of the third class passengers yelled.

The men who did speak English looked at each other and tried to go through the gate. They knew it was unsafe to stay in the lower decks. When the crewmen and stewards started to punch and hit the men. Fear and confusion came upon them. How were they supposed to get off this ship if they were not allowed to go up the upper decks?

"For the love of God, man, there are women and children down here! Let us up, so we can have a chance!" Tommy yelled. His Irish accent was prominent as he spoke.

The crew men looked at each other scared. A revolt was going to start soon and they did not want to cause any trouble on the upper deck.

Tommy ran his fingers through his light brown hair. His eyes spotted a flash of long red hair below the steps. Rose! He realized. He stepped down the steps and stood between her and Jack. "It hopeless that way," Tommy said.

Jack closed his blue eyes and took a deep breath. "Well, whatever we do, we better do it fast," he replied.

Fabrizio turned to Helga. He started to pray that he could somehow the Norwegian family would understand him. He began to make gestures with his hands to hopefully make them comprehend what he was trying say. "Everyone…all of you…come with me. We go to the boats. Capito? Come now!" He said in broken English.

The family looked at each other confused. They had no idea what he was saying.

The Italian let out a deep sigh. His dark brown eyes looked into Helga's green eyes. Maybe he could get her to understand. "Helga,…per favore….please…come with me. I am lucky. Is my destiny to go to America and become millionare."

She took a step forward to him. She was going to come with him! Her father then began to speak. Helga looked at Fabrizio sadly. She looked up at him and kissed him. He ran her fingers through her dirty blonde hair. She then stepped back with her family.

Jack put his shoulder on Fabrizio's shoulder. "Let's go," he said quietly yet sadly.

Fabrizio look at Helga. "I will never forget you," he told her. He then followed Rose, Jack, and Tommy away from the blonde haired woman. He took one last final glance back at Helga. They stared at each for few seconds until a person blocked them from seeing each. Fabrizio blinked back tears that were threatening to fall from his eyes. Memories of him and Helga together raced through his mind as he followed his friends to find a way out.

Hello, fellow readers, this is my first Titanic fanficition. I figured since today the Titanic sank one hundred years ago. Today would be perfect to write the first chapter of this story. Oh, before I forget I do not own Titanic. I am not a survivor or related to a survivor though I do know someone who knew a survivor of it. I do not own Fabrizio or Helga either. They and the movie belong to James Cameron. Please review. I would love to know what you all think of this chapter so far. If anyone has any ideas of what they would like to see happen in this story, let me know. I may put the ideas in it.