Titanic 2 The Surface

Prologue: April 15th, 1912

April 15th, 1912

2:45 A.M.

A/N: So, before you start reading, consider this. This Fanfiction is a sequel of sorts to 1997's Titanic, a movie about the 1912 maritime disaster of a ship of the same name. I loved the movie, as I'm sure anyone who has seen the movie loved it too. But, there is a point to this Fanfiction. The scene where Jack Dawson "dies". And I say "die" like that, because what if he wasn't dead? We all saw Jack slip away into the darkness of the North Atlantic, yes. But what if he wasn't dead? What if he was asleep or unconscious? Probably impossible, but just what if. This Fanfiction was mostly inspired by the trailer of "Titanic 2 The Surface" on YouTube, which is the same name as this Fanfiction. I highly suggest you go watch it. Unfortunately, the trailer is fake and no such movie exists. But, that is the reason I write this. So, enjoy!

Rose DeWitt Bukater looked up at the silent night sky as she silently sang to herself. Her hand was frozen to her lover's hand, Jack Dawson. As she continued to sing softly, a light appeared at the corner of her eye. She looked over, her frozen hair ripping off the floating door. She saw a boat, she couldn't make out what the chief was saying. She wiggled her hand, and said hoarsly, "Jack." She shook his hand, and looked up at him. "Jack." He seemed to be sleeping peacefully. "Jack!" she exclaimed silently. She looked back over at the life boat. It continued to row through the field of dead passengers. She looked back at Jack. She shook his hand. "Jack! There's a boat!" His face was a pale blue color, and his hair was frozen over. "Jack!" She breathed slowly, and was beginning to get scared. His head wabbled on the floating door.

"Jack, Jack!" Rose continued to whisper his name, but wasn't getting a response. Her forehead clenched with frusteration. "Jack!" she said, angrily. Rose wanted to cry, but no tears came. "Jack..." she was becoming silent with a horrific realization. "Theres a boat, Jack. Jack?" Rose looked up at the boat. It was starting to row away. She laid her head back down on the door, and sobbed silently. Rose opened her eyes, and raised her head again. "Come back, come back!" she exclaimed hoarsly. "Come back, come back!" The shouts from the boat raged on. "Hello! Can anybody hear me?" the officer's voice raged on. Rose realized what she had to do, but she didn't want to. She sobbed as she unclasped their frozen hands. Jack's body sank down into the icy water a little bit. She held Jack's frozen hand and said, "I'll never let go, I promise." She kissed his frozen hand, and let go of it. She watched Jack sink, and disappear from sight. But was it really over?

...

Blinding sunlight blurred Jack Dawson's vision as he opened his eyes. Jack felt his ice cold hands move against the door, he looked up, and let his vision adjust. His eyes adjusted and he saw a skeleton resting on the door. "Ahh!" he let out a shriek as he fell backwards. He got up, and trudged through the mud. He looked behind him, and almost fainted. There was a towering shipwreck right in front of him. "RMS Titanic." Jack whispered. "This either means I've gone to a peaceful place or I'll rot with those who died onboard."

"Tommy!" he shouted. "Anyone?" he shouted. He lowered his head, and sighed. He looked up at the sky, and shouted, "Rose!" He listened to his voice echo against the hull of the wrecked ship. He looked to the left of the wrecked Titanic, to see a small object lying far away from the bow. Could that be the stern of Titanic? As it broke in two? He took a deep breath and let it out. "You won't find any of your friends here, Jack." a voice said, startling him. He looked up at the wreck to see his Italian friend, Fabrizio De Rossi, standing by the wreck. "Fabrizio!" He exclaimed, running over to him. He put his hand out to stop him. "Don't come any closer, my friend. For when you touch me, your fate will be sealed." Jack raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Fabri, what are you talking about? Where am I? Where are we?" He asked, breathing hard.

"Jack, you shouldn't even be here right now, you should be awake, with your loved one." Fabrizio said, shaking his head. "Fabrizio, can you please explain to me what is going on?" Jack said, taking deep breaths. "Jack, you are in Titanic heaven, or as we call it, The Wasteland." Fabrizio said. "So, I'm dead?" Jack asked, stunned. Fabrizio shook his head. "You're just dreaming about this place, visiting." Jack just stared at his friend in confusion. "So, the confused Jack awakens." a second voice said. Jack looked up the rusting bow of the ship, to see his Irish friend, Thomas Ryan. "Thomas! Are you dead too?" Jack asked. "I'm afraid so, my friend." Tommy said, as he floated down from the bow railing. "Fabrizio, how did you die?" Jack asked. "I was crushed by a falling funnel." Fabrizio said, sadly. "And I was shot by a crew member." Tommy said, rather angrily. "So, why exactly am I here?" Jack asked, still confused. "Unknown." Fabrizio said. "Although you don't belong here. It is not yet your time. You need to wake up, and continue your life." Jack looked at them both, and shook his head. "Excuse me?" Fabrizio pushed Jack lightly and said, "Wake up."

...

Jack Dawson opened his eyes, and gulped down icy sea water. He tried to breath, but no air came. He realized he was sinking and couldn't see anything, he had no idea how far down he was. His eyes stung from the salt water. He gasped for air and swam up to the surface of the water. He surfaced and spit out icy water. He looked around for Rose, his lover. He looked around frantically and spotted her swimming toward a dead officer, who was clinging to a floating deck chair. Breathing hard, he swam toward her. He was so far away from her and was so cold. He was overwhelmed. The freezing water was getting to him. Don't die, Jack, his thoughts pounded in his head. Don't die now!

He swam closer, closing in on her, he reached out and was about to grab her shoulder, when all of a sudden, he stopped working. He stretched his hand out to her, but he was frozen. He started to sink as Rose grabbed the whistle from the dead officer. He sank down into the water as the water froze around him. Jack blinked as he sank down into the water. He couldn't move, couldn't think, at least not about anything other than the pain. He continued to sink, scared by the darkness around him. His vision began to falter and his eyes closed. He sank down to the bottom with the wreck. It was over... for now.