Episode 1: My Heart Will Go On
Part 2:
The Legends were walking along the deck of the Titanic. Sara and Zari were wearing sleek dresses, while the guys were wearing nice suits. Except for Constantine, who seemed to take offense to the idea of dressing in anything other than his signature brown trench coat and button up shirt with a tie.
"I have to admit, the fashion here is actually pretty cool," Nate said, taking it in. "I can't help but feel Stein would've loved it here."
"Who's Stein?" Constantine asked. A sad silence followed.
"Alright, Legends," Sara continued, "we're here to look for the King of Vampires. It's currently the middle of the day, so he's inside."
Constantine added, "That said, he's a tricky bastard. He may have an accomplice or two to do his bidding."
"That's right. If anyone sees anything suspicious, alert the others as soon as possible. Just to be safe, we're going to travel in teams of two. Nate and Zari will stay on the outside of the ship and make sure our perimeter's secure."
Nate and Zari high-fived each other.
"Mick and Ray will infiltrate first class and keep an eye on the party going on there," she continued.
"I love vampire hunting!" Mick slapped Ray on the back, which knocked him to the ground.
"Constantine, you're with me. Since he's likely to be in steerage right now, we'll be down there."
Constantine lit up a cigarette. "Lovely, lovely."
Sara faced the group at large. "Remember, everyone, we have until 11:40 PM before the Titanic hits the iceberg. We need to make sure that the King is destroyed by then."
"Aye aye, Captain," Ray said from the floor.
"Alright Legends, you have your missions. Good luck, everyone. Watch your backs, and most importantly, stick together."
With that, the Legends dispersed.
()()()()
"I'm king of the world! Woohoohoo!"
"Nate, what the hell are you doing?" Zari asked.
Nate climbed down from the front bannisters of the ship. "Sorry. I just had to."
"Well, back to our mission." Zari pressed a button on her watch, which brings up a hologram of an old picture showing several first-class passengers with the captain. "According to the Bureau's relic hunters, this picture will be taken at 8:18 tonight in this very spot." Zari zoomed in on a figure in the corner of the picture. "We know that the King will be out here at this time, where he turns the navigator into a vampire. He convinces the captain to change course so they avoid the iceberg."
"Which means the King eventually gets his army, and we're all screwed."
Zari took down the hologram. "We have until sundown until we have to come back here. We should probably find a good place to watch from until that happens."
"We could." Nate said, "Or, since sunset isn't until 6:40 tonight, we could party a little until the sun goes down."
"Nate, I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"Come on, Z." Nate spread his arms out. "We're on the freaking Titanic! How many times can you realistically say that?"
Zari looked like she was contemplating it. "I guess you do have a point. It's been a stressful few weeks."
"Exactly. We have a few hours. There's a party on one of the decks. We have a few drinks, dance a little, and we're back before sunset. It's perfect."
Zari thought about it for a minute, then said, "Okay. We part for a little bit, and ONLY for a little bit."
"Awesome!" Nate took Zari's hand. "Let's party like it's the end of the world!"
()()()()
"Here you go," Ray said. "I made a stake for each of us. Here's yours."
Ray gave Mick a polished wooden stake.
"I even went to the trouble of burning your initials onto it," Ray continued, smiling that goofy smile.
"No thanks, Haircut." Mick opened his jacket to reveal several stakes, flasks of holy water, and his signature heat gun. "I'm all topped up."
"Oh. Okay." Ray looked slightly hurt, but he immediately moved past it. "Sara said that the King may have human accomplices, so we should start searching for anyone who-"
"We don't need to." Mick sat himself down at the bar and ordered a drink. "People keep telling me I look like I attract vampires, so we'll let them come to us."
"Are you sure? That seems a little-"
"Oh, hello there." A largely-endowed woman approached Mick and sat right next to him. "Who might you be?"
Mick smirked at Ray, then said, "My name is Lord Drake, American...uh...ambassador of ships."
Ray butt in. "And I'm...uh...Lord Whedon. I'm Drake's cousin and American businessman. I helped fund this expedition."
"A man of business?" The woman looked seductively at him. "Well, I have some...friends who might be interested in what you two can offer. If you two are up for it, that is."
"Of course," Mick said. "We'd love to meet them."
The lady got up. "Let me lead you back to their cabin. They'll be very excited to meet you."
Mick and Ray followed the lady. "You just got lucky," Ray whispered.
"Yeah, sure." Mick fingered one of the stakes under his jacket. "Keep an eye on her. Trust me, she has a few tricks up her sleeve."