On April 3rd, 1912, Oleana sold Yvonne Manor. The terms were set that she, Serena, and Molly would leave the estate for good the following day. The new owner was a dear friend of her father and promised Serena that he and his family would take great care of her old home in her father's honor. Serena still dreaded leaving her childhood home, but was comforted to know that it would be in the care of someone close to her father.

On April 4th, Oleana, Serena, and Molly packed what belongings they had left and were soon picked up by Mivashkama and Morfious. They rode in three cars: Mivashkama and Serena rode in the leading car, Oleana, Morfious, and Molly were in the second car, and the third one carried their luggage. They drove from Viridian City to Saffron City, taking a train to Goldenrod City in the Johto region. Three cars were waiting outside the train station to take them to Olivine City, where the Titanic was set to sail. Throughout the journey, Mivashkama and Serena shared a car or car room on the train. Their conversations were mostly one-sided, with Mivashkama talking about his business endeavors, family lineage, and life as a lord of Hammerlocke. Serena smiled and gave a polite response, half listening to his boasts.

On April 9th, Mivshkama ordered the chauffeurs to drive through the night to ensure they reached Olivine City by 11:00 in the morning. Serena leaned her head against the window as she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was morning, and she saw countless people crowding the street. The chauffeur honked his horn, telling people to move away as he drove. Serena saw the sea at a distance, though it was hard to get a good look with people walking by, carrying suitcases or duffle bags over their shoulders. The car stopped, and the chauffeur got out of his seat to open Serena's car door. Serena took his hand and stepped out to look where everyone was heading.

At the end of the dock was a ship over 16 stories tall from keel to the top of its funnels. The bottom half was black, while the top three decks were white. Its four funnels stood tall like mighty towers. Their bodies were orange except for their black tops. Hundreds of people in third class got in line to be inspected for ailments or physical impairments before getting on the ship through hatch doors set on three sections of the ship at E Deck. People of first and second class boarded through gangplanks connected to the pier and B Deck. Already, people on the ship were waving and saying goodbye to their loved ones from B and C Deck. Photographers and filmmakers were shooting the waving passengers. Some waved back, wishing the passengers luck in Galar.

At that moment, Serena forgot what she was doing at the dock. While she had never sailed before, she had seen her fair share of ships in Vermillion City during her tour, but nothing like the Titanic. It was no wonder that so many people were happy to go on the maiden voyage of such a large vessel or that there were so many bystanders on the dock to watch the ship depart. History was being made, and Serena could see everyone was happy to be a part of it.

Serena's moment was interrupted when she heard a low chuckle beside her. She turned her head to see Mivashkama smirking as he stood next to her. His smile gave a sense that Serena had unknowingly boosted his ego by being amazed by the ship he invested in. All joy of witnessing history evaporated as Serena remembered she was doomed to wed the Lord of Hammerlocke.

"882 feet 9 inches long and ten decks high. Nearly 100 feet longer than Macro Cosmo's second largest ship, the Mauretania, and far more luxurious," Mivashkama said.

Serena forced a smile before turning her head back to face the Titanic, trying to pretend Mivashkama wasn't there. Mivashkama chuckled again with his mouth closed, perhaps interpreting Serena looking away as being bashful or embarrassed that he caught her looking so excited. At the same time, Morfious opened the car door for Oleana, and she walked over to Serena and Mivashkama, analyzing Titanic.

"So, this is the ship you say is unsinkable," she said.

"Of course, it's unsinkable. God himself could not sink the Titanic," Mivashkama said.

"Mivashkama, you mustn't speak of such things," Serena rebuked. "The ship is astonishing, but there's nothing mankind can create that the Lord cannot destroy."

But once again, Mivashkama cackled at Serena's attitude, looking at her like a child trying to sound smart.

"A devoted one. Isn't she, Oleana?" he said.

"Very," Oleana said with a hint of contempt.

Serena scoffed, disgusted with her fiancee and stepmother's lack of care. Just then, a Macro Cosmos Line officer with a thick mustache and spectacles walked over to Mivashkama. The officer was uneasy, as though anything he said would infuriate the lord of a foreign region.

"Excuse me, Lord Herløv, I'm afraid you parked at the wrong place," the officer said. "Your luggage must be checked through the main terminal."

But instead of showing contempt, Mivashkama gave the officer a professional smile and took out a $10 bill from his pocket, which in today's economy would amount to a little over $300. Mivashkama took the officer's hand, put the bill in his palm, and shook his hand.

"I leave everything in your hands, good sir," Mivashkama said.

The officer looked at Mivashkama and the $10 bill before he chuckled with a goofy smile.

"Y-y-y-yes, sir. Happy to help," the officer stuttered. "If there's anything else I could do …"

Morfious rolled his eyes and grabbed the officer by the collar.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm sure you feel very blessed," Morfious said as he dragged the man to the cars carrying the luggage. "Now, the luggage is in that car there, and they go to the parlor suite B-52, 54, and 56."

"Yes, right away, sir," the boarding officer said.

The officer took out his whistle and blew, signaling his fellow officers to come to help him. Mivashkama smirked, pleased that his bodyguard got rid of the officer, as though the man doing his job was no better than someone of third class. He then took out his pocket watch and pursed his lips as it was 11:42.

"Thought we'd get here with more time," Mivashkama said before he put his gentleman face back on and turned to Serena and Oliana. "We better hurry, ladies."

Mivashkama wrapped his arm around Serena's arm and led her to a gangplank connected to a door to D Deck. Oleana and Morfious walked behind Mivashkama and Serena, followed by Molly carrying two of Oleana's suitcases. As they crossed the gangplank, Serena looked back to give the Kanto and Johto regions one last look. No matter how beautiful Titanic was or what a historical moment she was witnessing, she felt less like living a life any young woman would want and more like she was on a slave ship going to Galar in chains with Mivashkama as the slave master guiding her to the boat himself.

There was a pub on the second floor of one of the buildings close to where the Titanic was docked. Dock workers often went there to have a drink or play cards. Passengers would also stop by for a drink and a game of cards before getting on a ship.

Three such individuals were Fernando, Raiden, and Andreas. They were well-built men in their late 30s, having spent many years working at a steel mill in the Johto city of Bonitaville. When they heard about all the opportunities for a better life in the steel industry in the Galar region, they spent most of their savings on third-class tickets to the Titanic. They traveled early to ensure they reached Olivine City with enough time to board the ship, but before leaving, they went to the pub for a drink and a short game of poker.

The problem was Fernando, Raiden, and Andreas' poker game was anything but short. They found themselves in a heavy-stakes game against two men over a decade their juniors. The first man had tan skin and messy black hair with two red highlights. The second had hair as black as a raven and z-marks on his cheeks. Sitting next to the tan man was his wife. She had long hair that was a dark shade of pink braided and kept it in a side ponytail while having square bangs hanging on the right side. She wore a white blouse and a dark blue skirt. The tan man and his wife were uneasy with her hand on his shoulder as he reluctantly bid money. Their friend, however, showed no sign of concern. He played his cards carefree as though they were playing a children's game instead of betting real money.

Eventually, all five men decided to go for one more round. After everyone took turns raising the stakes, Fernando, Raiden, and Andreas put all their money in, and, in a shocking move, Andreas put their tickets at the center of the table. With an excited grin, the raven-haired man put all his and his friend's money in without the tan man or his wife's consent. As Andreas stared at his cards, Fernando scooted his chair toward him to whisper into his ear.

"Why did you bet our tickets? We're only playing to get extra money for Galar," Fernando said.

"Come on, Fernando. Look how eager Ash is," Andreas whispered, eyeing the raven-haired man. "I got that fool right where I want him."

Fernando bit his lip and looked at his cards. Whatever hand Andreas had must have been good enough to win the game. Either that, or he was bluffing. Fernando chugged the rest of his drink and made a small cross on his chest so that his opponents wouldn't notice his unease. The tan man covered his mouth to hide his concern, just as displeased with his hand. He scooted his chair closer to Ash, who was eyeing their opponents with a smirk.

"Ash, are you out of your mind? If we lose, we'll be penniless," he whispered.

"We'll be fine, Goh. As the saying goes, when you got nothing, you've got nothing to lose," Ash said.

"Who on Earth says that?" Goh's wife, Chloe, whispered.

Ash scratched his cheek and replied with a sheepish grin, "Me."

Chloe stared at Ash, baffled, and Goh covered his face with his free hand to hide his irritation. Chloe sighed and rested her head on Goh's shoulder, afraid to sell what few possessions she had. For the next minute, Goh and Fernando each switched a card, hoping to get a better hand. When they finished, everyone glanced at Andreas' pocket watch on the table, showing it was getting close to noon. Ash drank the rest of his beer and put on a serious face as he looked between Goh, Fernando, Raiden, and Andreas.

"All right, gentleman, it's the moment of truth. Somebody's life's about to change," he announced. "Goh, what do you got?"

Goh furrowed his brow and put down his cards. A three of clubs, a five of hearts, a seven of diamonds, an eight of clubs, and a queen of diamonds.

"Nothing," Ash said, sharing his friend's downcast look. "Fernando, how about you?"

Fernando glanced at Andreas before he put down his cards. A three of diamonds, a four of diamonds, a six of spades, an eight of diamonds, and a jack of hearts. Raiden huffed and tossed his hand of cards, revealing he was one card away from a royal flush. Everyone turned to Andreas, and he put his cards on the table with an edge of a smirk. Two fives and two kings lay next to a 2 of clubs. Everyone turned to Ash, who sighed and ran his fingers through his messy hair with his free hand before turning to Goh and Chloe.

"I'm really sorry, guys," he said.

Chloe's mouth quivered, and she looked away, trying not to cry.

"You're sorry?! Are you kidding me?!" Goh shouted. "You don't just bet everything we have, make up some philosophy, and then say -!"

"I'm sorry, but neither of you is going to see your parents for a long time, because we're going to the Galar region," Ash finished.

Goh's voice died in his throat, and he tilted his head while Chloe turned to Ash with tears running down her face. With a toothy grin, Ash slammed his hand of cards onto the center of the table for everyone to see. Three queens and two sixes. Goh, Chloe, Fernando, Raiden, and Andreas stared at the cards with Andreas feeling his defeat hit him like a ton of bricks. Goh and Chloe looked at the cards and then at Ash, who was cackling. It took Chloe a moment before she jumped out of her seat and screamed joyfully with her hands in the air. Goh's mouth stretched to the sides of his face and he put his hands on top of his head as he burst out laughing.

"A full house! You got a full house!" Goh shouted.

"I got a full house!" Ash boasted.

Ash and Goh stood up and group-hugged with Chloe, all three laughing like mad people. Ash then reached out and pulled the tickets and money toward him when suddenly a hand grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him forward to see Fernando looking daggers at him with his fist up. Ash shut his eyes to brace for the punch, but Ferando's fist swung left and collided with Andreas' nose. Ash opened his eyes to see Andreas rolling over his chair and falling on the floor. Fernando rushed over to his companion and punched him again while unleashing a torrent of insults, including crude remarks about Andreas' mother. People all over the bar roared with laughter as Andreas tried to defend himself. Raiden, meanwhile, stared at Ash's cards with his hands on his head and resting his elbows against the table, whimpering over losing his hard-earned money.

"Better luck next time, Andreas," Goh said with a mocking grin.

"Oh my goodness, this is too good to be true," Chole chirped.

"It's true, Chloe! We are going to the Galar region!" Ash cheered.

"No you ain't, mate," the bartender called out. "Titanic is going to the Galar region in 5 minutes."

Ash, Goh, and Chloe's faces fell and they turned to see the clock hanging above the wall behind the bartender. It was 11:55. Their hearts sank as they looked out the window to see Titanic at a distance with its whistles blowing. Muttering under his breath, Goh grabbed his duffle bag under his chair and Chloe slid all the money on the table into his bag. Ash grabbed the tickets before he and Chloe grabbed their duffle bags, and the trio rushed to the door.

"Bye, guys! Good game!" Ash called out as he exited the pub.

Ash, Goh, and Chloe went down the stairs to the ground floor and raced toward Titanic. As they approached the ship, Ash, Goh, and Chloe pushed away bystanders, either taking photos or waving at the passengers while Goh and Chloe held hands. Ash continued to laugh with rapturous glee as he ran, nearly getting himself hit by a horse pulling a cart of supplies. Goh and Chloe apologized to the person driving the cart while trying to keep up with their friend.

"Ash, I swear to God, if you lost that game, I would've murdered you!" Chloe shouted.

"I'm with my wife, Ash! You're the most reckless person I've ever known!" Goh called out.

"Maybe, but I've got the tickets!" Ash boasted.

They continued bursting through the crowd until they found the closest hatch door to the ship. The hatch door was detached from the gangplank, creating a gap of about 3 feet. Ash, Goh, and Chloe screamed, "Wait," repeatedly just as a sailor was about to close the hatch door. The sailor stopped just as they ran across the gangplank and Ash showed their tickets.

"Have you been through the inspection queue?" he asked.

"Of course," Ash lied. "And besides, we don't have lice. We are Galarians. All three of us."

The sailor hesitated, then nodded and stepped back, allowing Ash, Goh, and Chloe to jump in before the sailor closed the hatch door behind them. As though in one mind, they ran to the nearest staircase to go up on C deck to watch the ship leave the port. Ash continued to lead while Goh cheered with a skip in his step and looked back at Chloe.

"It must be our destiny to go to Galar, my love," he said. "Just think about its capital. Wyndon: a place with a giant Ferris wheel and a majestic clock tower. Imagine finding our fortune in such a place. I will take you to the Ferris wheel whenever you want."

"I can't wait," Chloe squealed. "And if we don't find our fortune there, there are possibilities all over the region. You could get rich in Hammerlocke, where they power electricity all over the region. Even if that doesn't work out, there's opportunity in Motostoke, and Stow-on-Side. Heck, I've heard there's really good money in the mines near Turffield and Hulburry."

"Exactly. The sky's the limit," Goh said. "And Ash, you can earn boatloads with your drawings."

"Either way, we're living the high life, starting with riding this luxurious ship," Ash said. "Just by being here, we've become regular swells! Practically royalty!"

Goh and Chloe cheered as they went up the staircase with Ash. By the time they got to C deck, Titanic's three whistles had blown one last time. The ship's massive dock ropes were taken off the docks' metal bollards, and three tugboats began pulling Titanic away from shore. Ash, Goh, and Chloe went outside and raced to the forward deck, where there was space in the port railing for them to wave to the crowd. Ash put down his duffle bag and began waving his hand vigorously.

"Ash, we don't know anybody down there," Goh said.

"It doesn't matter. They're wishing everyone on the ship a happy voyage," Ash said. "Think of less like we're saying goodbye to anyone personally and more like we're saying goodbye to Kanto and Johto."

Goh and Chloe hesitated, preferring to only say goodbye to their family, despite the fact that they were in Vermilion City. Still, the young couple understood that Ash thought of saying goodbye to the connected regions was a way of moving on from everything they knew, as it was likely they would never come back. Goh shook his head and began waving at the crowd as well.

"Goodbye! I'll never forget you all!" He said jokingly.

Chloe giggled before waving farewell with her husband and their best friend. As the tugboats pulled Titanic farther away from the dock, Ash, Goh, and Chloe looked beyond the dock and Olivine City, seeing the landscape and mountains far away. They smiled, reflecting on their travels throughout the Kanto and Johto regions that led them to this moment. They grabbed their bags and walked closer to the bow as the tugboats rotated Titanic to face the open ocean ahead. Chloe wrapped her arms around Goh's waist from behind, and Goh turned his head to give her a loving smile before their lips connected. Ash watched his best friend and his wife kiss with a toothy grin before walking over to the edge of the railing and staring at the sea, confident that the best days of their lives were just ahead.

Standing on the balcony next to the bridge was an old, tall, muscular man with a white mustache. He watched the passengers below wave goodbye to the people at the dock with a warm smile and his hands on the railing. Some of them were first and second class passengers he had personally welcomed to the ship. In truth, Captain Drake cared little about making history by commanding the largest ship in the world, but it did his heart good to see so many people excited to enjoy riding on a luxurious ship, especially when many were going to Galar in hopes of vastly improving their lives. If there were any particular reason to feel honored to command the Titanic, it would be giving people of third class that chance.

Eventually, the ropes connected to the tugboats were detached from Titanic, and the tugboats sailed back to port. A tall officer with wild deep blue hair walked over to the captain with his hands behind his back. He looked at the open sea then at the captain with a smile, which Captain Drake returned.

"Anything to report, Mr. Marlon?" Captain Drake asked his first officer.

"We've departed on time, no other ships around us, and, as you can see, we've got nothing but ocean ahead of us, sir," Marlon said. "The Marconi Room has also received warnings of possible icebergs near our route, though."

"Noted," Drake said. "If that is all, then take her to sea, Mr. Marlon. Let's stretch her legs."

"Yes, sir," Marlon said.

Marlon went inside the wheelhouse, where the helmsman, Kanoa, was behind the wheel. Standing beside him was a slender young man with short slicked-down blue hair that had a long side fringe that covered his right eye.

"All ahead full, Cress," Marlon said.

"Very good, sir," said the officer with the slicked down blue hair.

Marlon and Cress walked to the Engine Order Telegraphs standing next to the wheel on opposite sides and moved the handles, sending messages to the engine room to go all ahead full. The engine room relayed the message to Titanic's boiler rooms, and the firemen wasted no time shoveling lumps of coal into the ovens. Within a couple of minutes, Titanic's two engines roared with life, and the ship began picking up speed. Marlon checked the speedometer, then walked over to Captain Drake again, who was still looking at the sea ahead.

"21 knots, sir," Marlon reported.

"Excellent, Marlon," Captain Drake said. "And to think she can go that fast with all but four of her boilers lit."

"Indeed, it's an impressive amount of speed for such a large vessel, sir," Marlon said. "Maybe we ought to light the other four to see how fast it goes? Get you on a ship from Wyndon to Hoenn for your retirement sooner."

Captain Drake chuckled and said, "No, there's no need for that. My retirement isn't going anywhere. Let's let our passengers enjoy the voyage.

"Very good, sir. I'm sure it will be a voyage to remember," Marlon said.

Captain Drake chuckled again and nodded. The captain and the first officer turned to face the ocean again, admiring the view and enjoying the salty air. Then Captain Drake looked down and noticed Ash, Goh, and Chloe were still at the bow with their bags. The third-class passengers were standing at the very end of the bow, imagining Wyndon already in view at a distance. Suddenly, Ash shook his fists in the air and shouted proudly.

"Galar region, here we come!"

Goh and Chloe laughed before cheering together with Ash. Captain Drake and Marlon chuckled at their enthusiasm before the former left for lunch.

"A voyage to remember indeed," Captain Drake said.