The combined efforts of Rescue and Viking were enough to do the trick and Titanic sat firmly on the water, her boilers up and running. "Feeling better I see." Rescue said. "Much, thank you." Titanic replied. "I'm just glad you're alive. Looks like you'll see the dawn after all Titanic." Oceanic said. "All thanks to you guys." Titanic replied. Oceanic smiled.
They were interrupted by a loud wail from Viking. "No, no I won't!" He cried. Oceanic turned to him. "What's wrong? Viking?!" She asked. "Stay back!" The submarine snarled. "My first officer, he's mutinied. My torpedoes, get Titanic out of here!" Oceanic understood. "Rescue, quickly!" She ordered. Only half repaired, Titanic leaned on Rescue as she limped away slowly. Viking tried to hold back his crew but his first officer placed a seal on him and he launched a pair of torpedoes at Titanic. Lachone appeared out of no where, Californian right behind. The yacht intercepted both. "LACHONE!" Oceanic cried, racing over to her. Viking, having no control, prepared to fire a second spread at Oceanic. Titanic shoved away from Rescue and bounded forward, driving her prow right through Viking's hull. The action broke his seal and sliced his hull open to the sea. None of his crew survived. Viking himself lay on the surface, his life blood leaking out of him. Oceanic cautiously approached him. Gently, she lifted the submarine's head. "I'm sorry..." He whispered. "It wasn't your fault." Oceanic replied. "You can't be blamed for it. They put a seal on you." Viking looked over at Anacyls. "Take care of her." He growled. "I will." Anacyls replied. "Viking please hold on." Oceanic begged. "How sweet you do care." Viking murmured with a weak grin. "Bastard." She whispered good-naturedly. "Goodbye, Oceanic..." Viking's eyes became like glass and his flanks stilled. Oceanic tipped her head back and wailed. Rescue sobbed and Anacyls bowed his head in respect.
"Oceanic, Lachone..." Rescue murmured. "I know." Oceanic replied quietly. "It was quick for her. Those torpedoes would've killed her in seconds." Rescue nudged the lifeless side of the yacht. "How many more must die before man realizes its mistakes?" Oceanic growled. "Unless the lessons of history are learned, death is inevitable for our kind." Titanic replied quietly.
"I've got the machine working now!" Rescue reported. "Good." Anacyls replied. "We can get out of here then." "You can go but I'm staying." Oceanic said. "What?" Rescue looked at her. "My place is here. I know that now." Oceanic replied, glancing at Titanic. The black ship dipped her head. "It is the Ancient's will." She murmured. "Then I'm staying too." Anacyls declared. Oceanic gave him a grateful glance. "I guess I'm going alone then." Rescue sighed. "Not alone." Californian stepped forward. "This time period never suited me. Your future seems more doable." She said. Rescue dipped her head. She picked up the bodies of Viking and Lachone. Californian flipped the switch on the machine and the two were enveloped in a column of golden light before they vanished. "Farewell my friends." Oceanic murmured. She turned her attention to the liner beside her. "Come on Titanic, let's get you to New York."
