Despite Otto's best efforts, focusing was impossible, the water was simply too cold for him to do so. He kept his lungs full of air to stay afloat as he tried his best to follow Foxy, they swam with all their might, they grabbed their hand the hardest they ever did tonight, to the broken piece of wood.

"oh Please Please don't be taken" Foxy said, Otto couldn't hear him, between the splashing, heavy breathing, and the screams and cries of the unlucky passengers, screaming for help that might not even come, some were dead, some were close to dying, but most of them were alive and panicking, holding on to debris that had spilled out of the ship when it split in half, at least that's what they think happen, they couldn't really tell, The two had fought so hard to stay with each other, to save each other, it was fitting they stayed together here, do or die. slowly the wood came into view.

"Yes!! it's Still here!!" Foxy said smiling, they got there just in time" Quick!! get on!!"

"AHH AHhhhh gahh!!" Otto climbed on top of it. There was plenty of room for the both of them, as soon as Otto got on, Foxy did the same. although he was struggling a little to get on. "Ghh get up!!" Otto said as he pulled him up, using all of his strength. Desperately trying, if they stayed out of the water like this they might not die of hypothermia. Foxy got on top of the wood, both were on their hands and knees, but soon, the wood started to tip over the left side.

"UGh nein!" Otto started to shift to the right, it was enough to stop the wood from tipping fully, but Foxy's hand was in the water. Foxy notice his right hand was in the water, He took it out of the water, but then the wood tilted back to the right.

"NO!" Foxy said as he placed his hand back in the water, the wood settled.

"Shiße.. I think we have to hold this position! Are you ok!?" Otto asked as he was panting, the wood was settled here for now.

"I think sacrificing a hand is better than one of us, or both of us dying" our eyes were beginning to finally adjust to the darkest.

"If thy right hand offend thee... cut it off, cast it from thee: for it is profitable, that one of thy members should perish, and thy whole body should not be cast into hell..." Otto said quoting some Bible shit, he thought it fitting.. despite not believing that shit, it gave him a sort of comfort. Maybe it was a sort of prophecy for this situation. The sounds around them was as loud as ever, the screaming didn't stop, it felt like it wouldn't stop, those who already jumped into the water before the ship broke in half were the first to die. Being in the water first had the benefit of hypothermia setting in first. Otto just closed his eyes and held this position for dear life.

Foxy rests his forehead against Otto's "it will be Ok, I think we will survive this, we just can't move, or at least, I can move, they just need to get the boats organized"

"Mein gott this is terrible... if we survive this.. gah where would we even go?"

"I don't know... I don't even know if help is coming, if there is, I think we should still try and pursue our dream of living together. working together, traveling"

"HA, I'm not traveling on a ship after this!" Otto laughed and coughed a bit too. It was so fucking cold.

"I think i'm gonna write a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line for this" Foxy laugh, they pressed their foreheads against each other, trying to warm each other up, knowing damn well it wouldn't work, Otto Kissed Foxy trying to see if it worked, it didn't, but it was nice to have a possible final kiss.

"I'm sure plenty of people will.. oh gott.. how many people have died.. it's just.. constant screaming.."

"I have no idea, I can barely see 5 meters ahead of me..." Foxy looked left and right, there was surprisingly not many people around them, Not many people they could see anyways. It was starting to get more and more quiet.

—

"What the hell are we waiting for? They are all dying! We need to go back! We have room!" Molly yelled at Hichens.

"If we go back we will be swamped! You're mad!" he yelled back.

"We aren't gonna sit here and do nothing, come on ladies, grab an oar and let's go back!" Some began to move to follow Mollys command, but stopped as Hichens stood up.

"Listen here, I'm in charge here, if we go back they will drown the lot of us!" Molly wasn't having any of it, she stood up and got in his face.

"You're a coward"

"Sit down and row!" he screamed as she didnt move, only fueling his anger. "SIT DOWN DAMN YOU" he yelled as another man spoke up.

"You're talking to a lady!" the man screamed as Hichens looked at the man.

"I Know who im talking to!" he screamed as Molly turned around to face everyone

"Come on everyone, lets row" she said as everyone started to get to work,

"I wont allow this! I'm in command!"

"I advise you to get the hell out of the way unless you want to be thrown overboard" Molly as she turned to him giving a serious, cold stare, Hichens stayed quiet.

—

"alright! let's make some space, I want this group on that boat! don't move too quickly!" Officer Lowe said as some started to move, one person was moving, a little too fast. "Not too quick Madam-" He removed the cloth, it turns out, it was a man, who snuck his way on, Lowe gave the man a look of disappointment and anger. "How dare you! get in there you coward!!" he said pushing the man into the boat, He fell onto the boat as the people on there gave him a lot of shit for it. As people kept moving boats, the others were preparing for this rescue endeavor.

—

The screams had quieted down, Foxy and Otto's fur was frozen and forming ice patches, Foxy was shaking as his hand was still in the water, it was turning purple fast.

"GhHh verdamned.. I have an idea.." Otto was shifting a bit as he started to tear a part of his coat off. Thankfully not tipping the wood. "Wrap this around your hand" Foxy grabbed it slowly and tried to lift his hand out and quickly wrap it around before the wood tipped over, in the process, his pointer finger snapped right off, Foxy felt no pain. Otto screamed, or at least tried, He was in more agony just watching that than he was. Foxy's eyes widened at the sight as the wood began to tip again, Foxy had to place his hand back into the water and hold on. "A-Are you.. Did you not feel any pain from that!!?!" Otto said as he was seriously freaking out

"N-no I didn't, don't worry, just try and stay still, and brave for me" Foxy said looking into his eyes "we will be out of this cold, we will both be in a warm shower together, you and me, hugging tightly, and we will sit next to a fire, drinking hot chocolate" Foxy said trying to use mental images of warm stuff to warm them up.

"MMmm shower... ughhh.." Otto was shivering still as they waited, every single minute felt like an eternity.

—

back at the boats, they started to arrive, all around them was dead bodies, their faces all pale, hair, fur, skin, scales, covered in ice, eyes looked like there was fog in them, the colours where all lighter, They started to shout out for survivors, starting on the further end as they weren't very hopefully seeing all the dead bodies floating around them, lord knows how many didn't get life jackets on that simply sunk down. they found a guy, a Chinese guy who was on his knees floating on a door. He was alive, he tried waving out and was spotted.

"We see you! we are coming!!" Lowe shouted out. So far one life saved, already a successful mission, so far at least, there was plenty of room for more people. Slowly they were able to save 6 people from the waters.

—

Foxy looked up to see a light, it was a huge light. Did he and Otto die? Scum to the cold? but slowly and slowly, did he realize that it was a lifeboat rowing towards them, Foxy gave a smile "Otto... Look. help...... Otto?" Foxy looked over at him as he wasn't on his knees anymore as he was lying down, he was breathing, slowly. "Fuck no no no, hey, Love, stay with me!" Foxy shook him "Don't do this, not at this moment..." Foxy tried to scream for help, but his vocal cords were nearly frozen "hElPpP......!". Otto heard his cries for help.

"Ngh...." Otto used what little strength he had and lifted his left hand into the air to try and signal for the boat.

"Oh thank god you're ok, they don't see us.." Foxy tried looking around for something, something to grab attention, Foxy saw a body in the distance, there was a whistle around his neck "Otto..." i give you a big kiss on the lips

"Nein... don't you dare..." Otto said weakly, he didn't want him to do it. Who knows if Foxy had the strength to swim, or to get back on. Or if it would be enough to just end him, Foxy didn't listen, his will for them to live was too strong, He gave Otto a big long kiss before slipping head first into the freezing cold water, swimming towards the body, he used his last bit of strength he had. Otto was angry at him, he couldn't scream though. He squinted at him, keeping his eyes on him the entire time. He finally reached the body, he tried to grab the whistle but it was frozen to his shirt, after a few more tugs, he was able to rip it off and blew as hard as he could. It was weak, but it was hard as the light then shined over to their direction, but the boat didn't see him, Lowe saw Otto waving his hand as it kept getting closer. Foxy kept blowing, they got closer and closer, he swam back towards Otto, and stayed in the water next to him, not wanting to risk typing the wood over.

"WE SEE YOU!! WE ARE COMING!!!" Lowe shouted as he shined a flashlight on them.

"I.. hate you for that Foxy.." he gave a weak smile as his eyes wanted to shut, his breathing was shaky as the boat kept getting closer and closer. Foxy gave a soft laugh as they finally reached them, they pulled Foxy in first, then they pulled Otto in

"Get them blankets!" Lowe said as they were handed blankets, Otto felt exhausted, tired, he was on the verge of tears. Once He got in and felt a blanket wrap around his body, he passed out. He fought and fought and fought for them, and they won. Foxy passed out as well, holding each other closely, if anyone asked, they fell asleep like this. Otto was getting plenty of rest, his brain couldn't think. They were both on the verge of dying as they got pulled from it.

They continued their search, but found no one.

everyone had died, now all everyone had to do.. was wait.

The sun, very very very slowly, began to rise, and at 3:30, a ship was in the distance.

The Carpathia.

Over the course of time with them under the blanket, Otto's breathing had started to improve, his breath was even starting to be visible from his mouth since he had warmed up a significant amount. By the time the Carpathia reached the survivors, it was around 5 AM, they started to unload those in the lifeboats, Foxy and Otto were awakened by those rowing the boats. Otto eyes took a bit to adjust, he opened them slowly. he felt terrible

"Hm huh.. Foxy..!?" he said, looking around and seeing him next to him.

He slowly began to wake up "a-are we alive?" he said softly, looking around, they were, they were next to a huge ship, it was much smaller though, Foxy began to sit up "we are.."

"I think we are.. you bastard!!" Otto hugged Foxy so tight, crying. Foxy hugs backed as they both sat up.

"Alright, let's get up there, you go first, give me some time to wake up"

"Otto trued standing up as the men were extraordinarily helpful, keeping their hands on him to ensure he didn't fall getting up, or while climbing the ladder. Foxy shook himself awake, once Otto was half way, Foxy began to climb with one hand, as his other hand was messed up, it was purple, he was missing a finger, it was flaky. It wasn't pretty that's for certain, the men saw it and looked away, knowing they had to cut it off, Otto finally got on the ship, Foxy soon followed behind as he got up beside each other.

"Sir you need to come with us, we need to take a look at your hand" a officer said, Foxy turned to Otto, they didn't want to leave each other, quickly Foxy came up with an idea.

"Can my adopted brother come with me?"

Otto's eyes widened for a second but he picked up quickly "Y-Yes, may I please come with him? We are inseparable from. each other"

"Sorry sir, you will have to stay behind, but we will come get you when we are done, you need to be out of the list of survivors" the officer said as they walked away. As they walked, Foxy had overheard a conversation with one of Titanic's Officers and what looked like the ship's captain, in fact it was,

"Where is the Titanic?" Captain Rostron asked

The Officer, Charles Boxhall, simply looked at him, dead in the eyes and replied.

"Gone"

along with 1496 lives.

—

April 15th, 1912, 8:30 AM

all 712 survivors safety board the Carpathia, as the ship steams for New York, the Journey was far from over, at around 1 PM, Otto was met by the same officer

"Otto, is it?" the officer said.

"Otto Piratson.. it's uh silly I know.. I was adopted.." Otto give a nervous smile.

"Alright, well, you're brother has gotten out of surgery, he is sleeping right now, but i will lead you to his cabin... we weren't able to save his hand, I'm sorry"

"I understand.. Please lead the way.." Otto said as he couldn't believe this was working, would he be free from his past with his parents? He was really hoping. The officer led the way, taking him to the cabin where Foxy was sleeping, Foxy looked so peaceful.

"I will leave you two alone, the anesthetic should be wearing off soon" he said as he closed the door and left. Otto took a seat. His heart was racing, his suit looked so terrible now, he saw his left hand and gently grabbed it, waiting for him to wake up, or just enjoying that now they didn't have to run like rats to survive. They did it, and it only cost a hand. Foxy slowly opened his eyes, groaning, he looked to his side, seeing a grey silhouette.

"Mmphh, Otto?"

"Ja, it's me" Otto smiled, tears of joy coming down his face "We're safe Foxy.. we.. we survived.. Together" Foxy smile back, tears came down his face as well

"Thank god..." he went to wipe away his tears with his right hand, only to find it was gone "oh..."

"Uhm.. ja that uh.. they had to remove it.. I'm sorry.. but that hand saved us... if it wasn't supporting us, we'd.. we'd not be here" Foxy gave his hand a kiss.

"My lucky hand huh?" Foxy smiled as he sat up to hug him tightly. Otto helped him up as they hug, he help wipe away his tears

"Well.. good thing you have both of my hands heh.."

"hehe, it is, what what I do... without... them.." Foxy's eyes widened as he looked at who was in the doorway.

"Hm?" Otto looked behind him to see what Foxy was looking at. It was his parents, not that he considered them parents anymore.

"Otto" Marie said looking at him, Foxy and Otto broke away from the hug, Foxy was filled with anger, he wanted to punch his father so hard.

"Otto, thank god you're ok, we thought we lost you" Wilhelm said, smiling.

"You did.. Otto Von Wolf died.. It's Otto Piratson now.. you didn't want a faggot for a son? Now you don't..." Otto stood his ground on this, he was finally going to stand up.

"Otto I... We can talk about this.." Marie said, stepping closer"

"how about we talk about what your husband tried to do to us? uh?" Wilhelm's eyes widened as he looked at Foxy, who was smiling.

"Yeah Misses Von Wolf. let's talk about that" Foxy said

"Wilhelm? What in gott names are they talking about..? What did you do?" Marie looked back at Wilhelm. He shook his head, this was his first time being black mailed. Marie looked back at Otto.

"I made my decision, he made his.. we'll leave it at that, I am no longer your son, I don't have to taint your name.. And tell everyone, that I died on Titanic... now.. may I have privacy with my "brother?"" They stood there for a few moments, before Wilhelm walked up to Otto.

"Goodbye Otto.. I wish I did better..." They turned around, left and closed the door. Otto turned to sit down with Foxy.

"I love you Foxy... I'd be dead without you.."

"I love you too Otto, I'm glad I met you. Stealing that officer outfit was the best decision of my life, because It lead me to you.." They hugged each other tightly, not letting go.

"Good thing I can write with my left hand, hope that doesn't make you think I'm Satan or anything" Foxy laughed

"Like I believe in that anyways" Otto laughed as well "Oh yeah! Not being able to write would be terrible for you since I know you wanted to be a journalist!"

"Maybe I can write up my stories again, It would be great to do again" little did they know, or anyone know, a company was already looking at making a movie about the disaster

"I'd love to see that.. and I can get a job anywhere.. I can read, write, I'm good with numbers.. I want to study music in America if possible.."

"Hmmm, maybe we can become a 2 man band, i write lyrics, you write the music? that doesn't sound bad does it?"

"Maybe not, we'll see I suppose ha" Otto says as I start to climb into Foxy's bed, Foxy did not resist, they were cuddling and looking into each other's eyes

"how are you feeling?" Foxy said

"I don't ever want to be out at sea ever again.. especially on "unsinkable" boats...:"

"I promise you, no more ships, no more oceans, we are going be far away from those"

"Good, far far away from it"

"Fuck... i just realized we have no money"

"Hm, that can be said for everyone on the ship though.. it's America, they say you can start from nothing and retire in a mansion. We'll figure something out. A street corner is better than the bottom of the Atlantic ocean.."

"I'm sure they will give everyone a place to stay, like at hotels, or let people come into peoples homes"

"Hmm, or the ones with money in the banks in America will sue White Star Line for all the money they've ever earned.."

"oh god, so many people will, those who lost people as well as cargo. how many people have died..."

"Hmph, if I was with Wilhelm and Marie, we'd be rolling in cash still. But that doesn't matter, we will make money, Plus we could find legal counsel on pro bono status and get some money that way..."

"yeah, maybe work at some coffee shop or diner.." Foxy pulled Otto closer to him. It was relaxing.

"I love you Foxy... So much.."

"Foxy caresses his cheek. "I love you too.. never forget that.." They kissed each other, closed their eyes as they cuddled close, Otto tried best to forget this morning night.. trying to think about what he could do for work in New York.. he knew stocks and he knew law.. maybe a lawyer? Maybe a wall street man... that would have seemed like a good option, but what was Foxy going to do? who was going to hire him, he was missing a hand. Certainly couldn't work in a factory. But the wages in jobs such as lawyers, could afford to feed a family, let alone 2 men. It should be ok. there had to have been something he could do, they would figure it out once they got settled in.

Foxy fell asleep, the start of many nightmares began, he was on that piece of wood, trying to wake Otto up, But he wasn't waking up, Otto's breathing slowed, and slowed, until he stopped. Foxy laic next to Otto holding his hand, tears freezing before they could even fall down his cheek.

Of course it was just a sad sad dream, Foxy was crying in his sleep as well.

"Oh no..." Otto saw this as he wiped his tears away as he had this terrible dream. Foxy woke up from it.

"Sniff... I don't think I will be able to sleep for a while hun..."

"you'll have to at some point darling.. it's going to haunt us for a while, maybe even the rest of our life. But we survived.. we didn't survive just to be haunted for the rest of our lives" Otto kissed Foxy on the lips, Foxy smiled as they hugged each other close, and fell asleep together.

It would be a long 3 days to New York, by now, there were already rumors about what had happened, the newspapers were saying that the Titanic had survived and was being towed to New York. some saying that the Titanic had sank, but everyone was saved. Of course that wasn't the case, but the truth would take 3 days to reach.

—

April 18th, 1912, 9:20 PM

The rain was falling on their heads, everyone could see the pier 59 coming closer, the docks were going to be flooded with reporters, journalists, people hoping their family and loved ones survived. Foxy and Otto stared at the giant city for a while. Otto had a heavy heart. I was leaving so much behind, so much.. but here he can decide his own journey, his destiny.

"What do you think? We talk to the reporters? or just leave?" Foxy looked at Otto.

"Don't say a word... if you want to tell a story you will, if you're a journalist, you'll write an editorial on it.."

Foxy nodded his head, at 9:25 PM, they arrived at the dock, the cameras were flashing at Carpathia, it was silent for now, but once the stairs dropped for people to walk off it was mayhem. They tried their best to stay back, let the reporters get their quotes so that they wouldn't be absolutely bombarded with questions. As they were next in line, Foxy saw that Wilhelm and Marie, looking at them, he wasn't even going to mention them to Otto, they kept their heads forward as they just wanted to be free, be able to start their new life. journalists were asking them stuff.

"Did you see the iceberg?"

"Where were you at the time?"

"How did you get off?"

Of course, they didn't answer them as they pushed past them, they just kept walking, and walking, to where they needed to go, and where was that, they didn't know, the crowd was awful, it went on for miles, soon the they didn't hear any more talking, there was chatter here and there, Foxy saw a coffee shop as he walk them there, Otto took a deep breath of that New York City air.

"Solid land... mein gott.. we did it.. we're free.. I'm.. I'm free"

"You don't have to see those bastards anymore, when we get money, I'm buying you a new sketchbook"

"Necessities first Foxy.. I can draw on paper if I so desire..." Otto looked up at the sky, the rain falling on his face. it felt good but was short lived as we entered the coffee shop

"you two from the Titanic?" The owner said.

"Yeah we are, we don't want to answer any questions"

"of course, here, I bet you two are hungry and thirsty, I'll fix you guy up something"

"Thank you" Foxy said as they sat down, Otto was quiet the entire time, the smell of the coffee hitting his nose. He savored it, they were safe. God they made it. he felt warm, and it would be better with a cup of coffee.

—

The rain was hitting the window, Foxy was spinning his coffee around with a spoon. "Do you know of any hotels where we can spend a few nights? Are you guys also looking to hire?"

"Yeah there's plenty around. All the "tourist" ones wouldn't be any you could afford. If you guys can take orders and deliver coffee then.." The owner then sees he was missing a hand.

"Then what...?" he looked him in the eyes, knowing he was staring at it.

"I'm not sure if you could exactly dish out coffee or whatnot with one hand.. but that's not to say you can't find work elsewhere. The wolf here could work here and you could elsewhere if your missing hand isn't a problem to them"

"I'm sure I can manage, give me a chance man, me and my brother here just lost our parents, we have no money, no food, we will not let you down, I promise"

"Sell me on your skills then, and none of that "hard worker" crap, I sympathize with you but you must understand I can hire just anyone"

"I understand sir, thank you" they continued eating and finished, they thanked the man as they headed out just has more survivors entered, they were told the survivors were told to go stayed at the Jane Hotel, they entered the lobby and waited to until it was their turn to find a room, after a few minutes they were handed and key to a room on the second floor, as they walked, Foxy felt like something heavy, he felt guilty, he should have been the one to die, he was of lower class. Once they reached their room, Foxy locked it.

"Tomorrow I will head back to that cafe, try and get us jobs, it will take a while to make lots of money for us to find a place to live. I'm sure the owner will find a job for you... Foxy?" Otto turned to see Otto leaning on the door, he was sniffling, then finally he began to cry hard.

"Why me.."

"Hey hey hey!" he ran up to him and turned him around to hug him immediately, putting his face on his shoulder.

"I feel so selfish..."

"Shhh hush! You're not selfish! We survived! We were lucky.. no.. no we fought and got out alive! Don't you dare feel guilt for surviving!" Otto felt Foxy hug him tighter as his tears landed on his shoulders.

"Shh shhh shhh.. you're ok.. deep breaths.. for me ok?"

I did so, taking 3 deep breaths, calming down "Sighh. I think we need sleep"

"Ja we do.. and some nice cuddling, no one is here to bother us, and we're on solid ground now.." there was 2 beds for both of them, of course they slept in the same bed, Foxy had his shirt off as he hold Otto close. he nuzzled right into his chest, listening to the sound of your heartbeat "Mmmm we made it Foxy... try and dream about.. work ha.. or us traveling the United States.." Foxy closed his eyes as they both fell asleep, and when they woke up, they went straight to the coffee shop and started working. Foxy was using his skills perfectly, and they started making good money. Otto was being really strong mentally, he didn't seem to be taking it too hard, the people that died. he shared that with his parents, they didn't give a fuck, and he knew it was run or die.

After a few months, a movie was already made, the first inquiry happened and most of the bodies were recovered from the water, Foxy was finally not having Nightmares anymore and finally, they had enough money to travel. But where would they travel to? New York seemed ok right now but it was a bit busy, and close to the water.

It didn't matter, what matter was they were with each other, never ever separating.