Olympic was on a voyage with Titanic. No, not for a vacation, but just to make sure the ship was running smoothly, also as protection. Mauretania, Lusitania, and Britannic also tagged along, but they helped out. Britannic as a small nurse and medical aide, Lusitania as a cook, Mauretania as a cleaner. Olympic looked at the vast ocean around them, spotting her sisters.

"Isn't this relaxing?" Titanic asked.

"Sure is, T. So far, engines are running smoothly, but we will need to restock with coal within the next two days. Which is good, because on one of my voyages, before I reached New York, there's a town. They'll give you some coal to finish the voyage, and then some. That's why White Star and Cunard like it." Olympic responded.

"What would I do without you?" Titanic asked, smiling.

"Have a happy life?" Olympic responded.

That night, Olympic was attending a party to Titanic, Thomas Andrews, and some others. She politely stepped out for a few moments, just to get some fresh air. "Hey, bitch!" A male voice yelled. Olympic's heart sank, but she turned. It was her ex-boyfriend, John Hockley.

"Hello, John." Olympic greeted.

"Did you really think you could get away from me that easily?" John growled, slapping her hard. Olympic didn't even stumble back, she could handle a slap to the face. However, she was not prepared for what could've happened next.

John forced her into a room, via gun to her head, tied her wrists up, and gagged her. Olympic was now terrified, unable to escape. Then, John did the unthinkable to her. He raped her. When he was done, she struggled to get away, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Nice of you to finally submit to me. You're a slut. You're hideous, no one is going to want to court/date you, you're not worth anyone's time. It'd be better off if you just killed yourself." John ranted.

Not long after he left, Olympic spotted a sharp piece of metal, and soon, she escaped. She ran to her room, and looked into the mirror. She was bleeding, tears streaking down her cheeks. She started trying to undo her dress, but she couldn't because no one helped her untie it from the back. She just couldn't take it anymore, and soon returned to the deck.

Olympic just ran past everyone walking by, crying. "Young lady, it is improper to run." An elderly woman scolded. But Olympic didn't care, not one bit. She ran past her friends and sisters, and Thomas, finally reaching the stern of Titanic's ship.

"Why is Olympic crying?" Mauretania asked.

"Whatever the reason, it is not good. Olympic never cries, not unless she is distressed." Thomas explained, following her.

"Olympic!" Britannic yelled. Olympic was over the railing of the stern, right above the propellers.

"Olympic, please don't do this." Mauretania pleaded.

"Get back or I swear I'll fucking let go!" Olympic pleaded, her voice broken with sobs.

"Olympic, honey, what's wrong?" Mauretania asked.

"I was raped..." Olympic admitted.

"By who?" Titanic asked.

"John Hockley, my ex-boyfriend..." Olympic sobbed.

"Darling, give me your hand. I'll pull you over." Thomas stated.

"I don't want pulled over... I don't want to be here anymore..." Olympic muttered.

"Olympic, no! We'd all be devastated if you died, we'd be shattered! Please..." Titanic begged. Thomas got closer, and grabbed Olympic's hand. As she slowly turned, they all gasped in shock. Olympic's face was bloodied, had two bruises, and her wrists were red and bleeding.

As Thomas and Mauretania gently pulled her back over, Thomas draped his jacket over her shoulders. "My blood will stain your coat, Thomas." Olympic whimpered.

"Oh well. I can just get another coat, it's not of importance to me. You, however, are of importance to me. Come, let's get you in your room and cleaned up." Thomas comforted. On the walk back, Olympic was shaking, some from the cold, but mainly from the trauma she just experienced.

"Thomas, is everything alright? We heard Olympic crying, but couldn't find her." Isidor Strauss asked, his wife Isa beside him.

"Olympic.. went through something horrible, but I will not say without her permission." Thomas explained. He looked at her, and noticed she was right, her blood had stained his jacket, though he could care less about the jacket. Olympic and her sisters were of more importance.

Inside her room, Olympic was trembling still as Lusitania and Titanic gently untied the dress and corset. The corset had tightened so much it started to dig into Olympic's skin, causing more bleeding.

Britannic wiped a warm rag across the cuts, and wiped off the blood, but continued to be gentle. They were all in shock, but felt nothing but hatred towards Olympic's ex.

"Olympic, I need you to be honest, but take your time, okay? How did you meet John Hockley?" Mauretania asked.

"I w-was making a list of stuff I needed for my s-ship, and he crashed into me. H-he helped me up, and complimented me, s-saying I was beautiful. I thought he was handsome, so we started s-seeing each other in s-secret. I w-wanted to s-see if we'd last, b-because Thomas told me I had a right to s-say no to marrying s-someone I didn't want to. Well, I l-liked him, I wanted to m-marry him... then he said if I wanted to get married, I'd have to give up my sisters, my s-ship, my freedom... I r-refused, and he showed his true colors... he started hitting me, beating me... calling me names. He cut me with a knife three times... so I left. I broke up with him... Then he started harassing me everywhere... leaving letters, notes, trying to sell my ship without my knowledge..." Olympic explained, wiping a bloody eye.

Soon, she was bandaged up, and in one of her loose fitting nightshirts. She fell asleep cuddling her sisters, but got cuddled by Lusitania and Mauretania, and really cuddled by Thomas. She fell into an uneasy sleep, but she knew she'd be okay within some time.