On Sunday April 14, 1912 some time after 11:00 pm, RMS Titatanic struck an iceberg and sank on the morning of April 15 at 2:20 am in the Atlantic 49 N 50 W. Of the 2,223 people on board, 700 survived.
In honor of the 100th aniversary.
And in memory of those who boarded the doomed ship And those who never got off. This is dedcated
Glitch 'Advisor to the Queen'
Sliante, Hobbit
* YourSweetDemise
Disclaimer Not owned by us we do not claim ownership nor copyright to any of the following:
Helen magnus, Will Zimmerman Kate Freelander Henry Foss
Nikola Tesla John Druitt Jack the rippper. The RMS Titanic and people onboard.
Except where indicated the people on board Titanic are real. Accounts are as factual as possible
Times given at the title of the chapter is the beginning time. . Any amount of time can elpse within the given chapter. Large missing chunks of time are implied as Helen working in her state rooms or in the Library and unimportant to the plot.
Pairings Some brooding depressed Magnet; One sided implied Teslen
friendship: Waslen Grifson Magson and Grifnus
Also some implied recipricated Teslen because we cant help ourselves :)
Super major thanks To Dg for all her exstensive knowlegde about the Titanic. To Glitch for his expertise about Nikola Tesla. In addition to their writing duties
Thank you to Vinnet,and Teslaslave, our Betas for fixing the many many MANY spelling and gramatical errors and some extra pointers along the way.
And to the creators of Sanctuary, Particularly Amanda Tapping And Jonathon Young for playing their characters to perfection. and to the writers who capture the spirit of human emotion.
A special thank you and sincerest gratitude to the historians who dedicate time and energy to learning about Titanic so that even 100 years later it is fresh in our memories.
A light drizzle fell steadily across the city, creating a fine mist in the darkening streets of New York. Nikola Tesla walked home with slow, tired steps. He tried to avoid stepping into puddles, but it was impossible with the narrow cobbled streets. Still worse were the stage coaches going by, splashing the vampire and soaking him from head to toe in ice-cold muddy water.
He was freezing, wet, hungry, tired and dirty.
This was no way for the master race to live.
Nikola gathered his mail and a newspaper, then slipped into his hotel room. He pulled off his coat and hat, hanging them by the door. He slid his suspenders off, so they hung loosley from his hips and poured himself a glass of wine. With a light sigh, he sat down. He had no plans to leave for the rest of the night. He flipped through the mail and looked at an envelope he recognized as Watson's writing. He opened it quickly.
Nikola,
Helen is heading to New York aboard the RMS Titanic. She should be arriving any day, but won't come directly to you. Don't mention this letter, as she requested you not be told of her coming. Nigel and I would normally have respected her wishes, but lately she's been out of sorts. We felt it's best she not be alone. As the pair of us are unable to be there, we were hoping you, Nikola would recieve her.
We were hoping you could cheer her up, treat her to a night on the town. She has been locking herself away in tedius dusty research. Show her the dazzling city you've made your home...
Nikola put the letter down and took a sip of his wine. Ah, the places he could take Helen Magnus. He smirked. First, Central Park. He knew of a few Abnormals who frequented the large, wooded area. Then, he could show her Metropolitan Tower and the secret lab he had. Take in a show at the Bower and finish off with supper at Delmonico's.
If there was time, they could browse the Met. With a smirk, Nikola flipped open the newspaper, and his blood froze at the headline.
Carpathia tells of Titanic Tradgedy
Scenes on board Titanic when liner started to sink
Nikola threw down the paper and ran out the door into the freezing rain. No coat or hat and only one thought:
Helen