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This is my first attempt at some twilight fan fiction. There is a lot of fact to the events that happened with the Titanic, but the main story line is fiction.

I do not own any rights to anything.

The Titanic is one of the most fascinating of all shipwrecks in maritime history. Perhaps it is because of the number of lives that were lost, or the fact that the entire tragedy could have been avoided, but there is no denying the mysterious allure this ill fated ocean liner still holds, even today. This is one of her stories.

April 10 th, 1912

Bella's Point Of View

My father, Charlie, my sister, Alice and I were travelling back to the United States, we were visiting our grandmother, after the passing of our mother. Grandmother didn't take the news well and wanted to make sure Alice and I were being brought up as proper ladies without the influence of a mother.

Alice being the charmer that she was, was perfectly proper, graceful and always looking her best. All the latest fashion, (Most of which she made herself.) She could have any gentleman she could have wanted. But her heart belonged to someone already. A local boy back home named Jasper Whitlock.

I on the other hand, made my Grandmother worry. me being the main reason for the visit. I was the polar opposite to Alice. I was clumsy, often found with straw in my hair from being with the horses in the stable, or sawdust on my clothes from being at the mill. And I could careless about what everyone was wearing. I was quite happy with not having any suitors come to call. I didn't have to dress up, and pretend to enjoyed it. besides now father would need someone to care for him.

We had received news that my brother Emmett had found himself a bride while in New York on Business. He had a successful carpentry mill back home in Washington. He had met a beautiful socialite, Rosalie Hale while in New York, and they had planned on marrying as soon as possible.

Due to the coal strike, the only ocean liner available was the R.M.S. Titanic. The White Star Line had created a luxury liner that was a destination in itself. Heading to American on its maiden voyage.

We boarded the grand R.M.S. Titanic in Southampton. My jaw dropped at the shear size of the massive ocean liner. So many people seeing this massive ship off, was aw-inspiring. the beauty of the interior was absolutely remarkable. This was only Second class, and it looked marvellous, I could only imagine what First class looked like. We made our way to our state rooms. And I could smell fresh paint.

Father had said he was going to go to the smoking room, I assumed he was going to go drowned his sorrows in some brandy. He missed my mother terribly, but he refused to talk to any of the family about it.

I sat on the bed by the window as Alice sat by the dressing mirror to remove the pins from her hat. I watched out the window as people on shore waved to the ship. I closed my eyes for a moment thinking how nice if would be back on the coast of Washington. I was homesick, and this was just a step closer to home.

"Bella," A voice whispered. Breaking me out of my daydream I looked at Alice. She looked pale as if she had seen a ghost.

Alice and I shared a secret. She sometimes got feelings, or saw things that no one else saw. And these feeling were always right. Always.

"Bella, I saw something, horrible. But it can't be true." Alice continued. " I saw all of this at the bottom of the Atlantic. And I think its going to be soon."

Edward's Point Of View

I was travelling with my mother and step-father. He was an amazing Doctor that was world renown.

My parents had wanted to go to Paris for a holiday. I tagged along, basically because I had never been to Paris before. And I wanted to relax before I had to go back to school. My step father, Carlise thought it would be good for us as a family to spend some time together. We were not in France long, when Carlise received word to come back to America. He was wanted as a key speaker at a some University graduation.

So we were going to be boarding the R.M.S. Titanic, a state of the art luxury liner. Carlise thought this would be a fitting way to end our holiday, as it was said the ship would be making history, being the biggest liner on the ocean.

We boarded in Cherbourg France, Along with some of the richest people in the world. We were late boarding, 8pm at night but the ship looked absolutely magical all light up against the dark April sky.

Carlise insited we get one of the biggest state rooms on the ship, I could only imagine how much it cost. If my mother Esme, knew the price we would be swimming back to New York. She hated wasting money to try and impress people. We walked down the grand Staircase. And Grand it was. this ship was something else. Tomorrow, I would go explore. See what kind of trouble I could get in.