The Olympian Sisters #2 The Great War

Chapter 22

MUNICH GERMANY DECEMBER 1916 "MAJESTIC"

I don't know how word reached me of Britannic's death but when it did, it hit me hard.

I was shocked and disgusted with Imperator's attitude about it as well.

"That's one less competitor on the North Atlantic run." She said. That did it. I turned on her.

"You think death is a good thing?" I shouted. "What if that was me or Columbus out there?" I asked.

"But it wasn't." She argued. "But what if it was?" I persisted. When she didn't answer, I went on.

"Olympic had already lost Titanic on her maiden voyage in 1912 and now she's lost her remaining sister. I can't imagine what she must be feeling." I shook my head.

"This is war, you can't expect everything to be fine." She said. "But not like this." I whispered. "Not in this cruel, barbaric, murderous way." Imperator fell silent.

Columbus now spoke up. "Bismarck, I understand what you're feeling. War is never good for anybody." She said.

"Then why fight in it, if it's so bad?" I asked. "Mm, that's the question isn't it?" She replied. "And I think, it's the question that keeps men fighting for the answer."

I bowed my head, blinking back the tears that were forming in my eyes.

"Help me, Columbus. I'm torn, I don't know who's I am anymore." I whispered. I had never felt so lost in my life.

Columbus nuzzled me and I looked up to meet her stormy gray eyes. "Listen to your heart, Bismarck. For that's where the true answer lies." She replied.

How could I, when I didn't know what it was saying.