Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2000 04:43:59 EDT
From: Morbddream@aol.com
Subject: Crimson Tears - 7

Disclaimer: This story is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality
of any of the members of the group Nsync. If this story is illegal where
you are (which is nowhere so far...) then you shouldn't have gotten this
far.

Note: I'm sorry for the delay. If it makes ya feel better -- one of the
stories I've been reading hasn't had a new installment out since
January... Excuses excuses... :/ Seriously, though... I had this chapter
finished, and I forgot to save every 15 minutes, 'puter froze, lost it
all. I finally got my lazy ass ::dodges Gail's foot:: and started over. Oh
yeah, one more thing. Due to the actual importance of the clothes Nsync
wears in this story ... if I mess it up, and forget the color, or power of
any of them, e-mail me, tell me. I'll look into it, and if you were right
I'll send you a prerelease of the next chapter. (I really don't wanna screw
this up. ;) ) Thats all -- ENJOY!

Thanks to: Matt ...

and leave me alone to: ThrdRockSun ... in case you it didn't register when
I told you to stop with the "heeeelp meeeee." then "sooorry." IMs, I'm
telling you here.

Great stories: Nsync and the Vamps. If you haven't read, or started reading
it ... then read it!  Nsync Saga: This, and Nsync and the Vamps are the
stories that got me to try my luck with this story...  Those are the only
two I can think of off hand. I know there are more in my favorite places,
but I'm too lazy to get online and check. Sorry, I'll be sure to list you
next time! :)

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From 6: We flew like lightning toward the academy, reaching the doors to
the building in seconds. We ran through the doors only to see the man from
the cave standing next to the bed. I handed the packs, and flask to Vincent
and he hurriedly set them next to two bowls and a small stand. "Everyone
out, now!" He said, ushering everyone out of the building. The man stayed
behind, detected only by Gail, and myself.
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Chapter 7:
	I sat on one side of the door, Gail on the other. We were, more or
less, guarding the entrance. The guys, one by one, tried to get past us,
failing miserably every time. It eventually turned into a game. They kept
themselves busy with this game until there was a bright flash from
inside. We all turned to look through the windows, but they were covered in
fog. Our game turned into four emotional guys coming close to overpowering
us. Anthony noticed and ran over to us. He grabbed each of the guys and,
with some strain, lifted them all over his head and threw them away from
the door. They landed gently and ran back toward us. Anthony shook his head
and stood there. They stopped in front of him and sat. The doors swung
open.

	Justin stood dazed. He was swaying gently. He fell suddenly. Just
before he hit the ground Gail caught him with her mind. She set him on the
ground. Anthony walked over and picked him up. I looked to the rest of the
guys. They had looks of hate. They started toward Anthony. I followed them
with my eyes. They reached Anthony and grabbed Justin's arms and legs. They
carried him to the top of a hill and laid him down, then surrounded
him. They sat, watching us. We stood, watching them. "What the hell?" Asked
Gail. "Don't know." I replied. "I'm pretty sure they feel we're
responsible." Said Vincent, walking up behind us. "I told you it would be
hard for them to trust us." I looked behind Vincent and saw the man, still
by the bed. "Vincent, who is that?" I said pointing to him. "Who?" He
asked, searching the hall. "You can't see him?"  Asked Gail. "See who?" He
had a confused look on his face. "The old man, from the cave. He said he
was the guardian." Vincent's look changed to one of interest.

	"They'll come around." The Guardian said, approaching us. "Why
can't they see, or hear you?" Asked Gail. Vincent cocked an
eyebrow. "Vincent hates guardians, Anthony does not believe."  Satisfied,
Gail turned toward the group on the hill. She pointed, about to speak. "I
know what you wish to ask." Said the guardian. "I don't know how long it
will take. I only know they will trust you. Slowly, and one by one. There
are a lot of creatures that do not want any of you to succeed. You've saved
one life." With that, he disappeared. "Who were you talking to?" Asked
Vincent. We looked at each other, and in unison replied "No one." He cocked
an eyebrow again.  "Whatever." He muttered. "What are we gonna do about
them?" I sighed. "Drag them along until they decide to follow on their
own." Anthony scratched his head. "How exactly are we going to get them
down from there?" We looked toward the hill. They were nowhere to be
seen. "Not there. There!"  Anthony was pointing toward a large tree. "They
think they can hide in a shrine." Vincent shook his head. "We have a lot to
teach these five." He walked off toward the tree. We smiled and followed.

	"Come on!" Yelled Vincent. "Don't make me come up there!"

	"Fu-Go away!"

	"At least one of your lessons stuck with them." I whispered to
Gail. She giggled.

	"You're begging for me to beat the hell out of every one of you!"
Yelled Vincent.

	"Leave us alone!"

	"If we leave you alone, you die. If you don't get your asses down
here, you die! Get down now!"

	"We can take care of ourselves!"

	"Please! One of you looked at something, and almost died! GET DOWN
NOW!"

	Seeing they wouldn't come down without a fight, Vincent
groaned. "FINE! Stay up there!  We're leaving!" He motioned for us to
follow him. We went into one of the buildings. We walked to a room filled
with plants. The walls were lined with vines of some kind. In the center on
the room was a table, supported by rose bushes. The bushes were covered in
orange flowers, filling the room with a sweet smell. Vincent walked to the
table. He was facing a window, looking at the tree. "Anthony, Jacob. Go
back out. Anthony, catch them. Jacob, trap them. Don't let them get away!"
We shrugged, and walked outside.

	The tree began to shake. The branch supporting Lance
vanished. Anthony ran to where he was falling, and caught him. I cast an
imprisonment spell to trap him. One by one the branches supporting the
group vanished. Anthony caught them, I trapped them. When all of the guys,
excluding Justin, were trapped Vince and Gail walked up behind us. "You
forgot one." Stated Vincent flatly. Justin looked at him. "You're worse
than them. They have a reason not to trust you, but you don't have any
reason, or right not to trust us." Vincent looked at me. "Don't look at
me. He's right." Vincent groaned. "Fine. I'm sorry. Jake, Gail; make a
cage. I want to talk to them." Gail, and I looked at each other. We stood
on each side of the guys. Chanting a small cage spell. "Dirmata trelas
dreyu heroj." Blue beams of light extended from the ground. They entwined,
until finally they made a transparent wall around the four guys. I
concentrated on my four targets until the imprisonment spell nullified.

	"Let us out." JC seemed to be the speaker of the group. "Justin!
How can you just stand there?" Justin stood, silent. Vincent looked
directly at JC. "I cannot let you out until I am sure you will not try to
run away." JC laughed. "I don't know what you did to Justin to turn him
against us, but as soon as we get out of here we're taking him somewhere
you'll never find us."  Vincent laughed louder than JC had before. "You
know nothing about this world, and would die the second you left our
sight. Think about it for a second." Justin spoke. "Yeah, JC. I almost died
just by looking at something! We have to trust them." JC looked at Justin,
worried. "What did they do to you? You can beat it! Try to beat their
curse!" The five on the outside of the cage gave him confused looks. "What
is a curse?" Asked Gail. JC raised an eyebrow. "What you did to him to make
him turn against us." Justin rolled his eyes. "In what dictionary is the
definition of curse 'to save ones life,' JC?!" JC shot a look of hate at
us. "Stop playing dumb, and take the spell off of him, now!" He
screamed. "Damn it, JC! They didn't put a spell on me! The only thing they
did was show me how dangerous this world is, and how much we need their
help. If they wanted us dead, would they have saved my life?" JC's look
softened.

	Joey stepped up. "We're sorry. We didn't think anything through. We
still don't trust you, but we'll stay with you. There is one thing we want
to know, though." Questioning looks all around. "Why did you bring us
here."  I sighed. 'Here we go.' I thought. I sighed before speaking. "We
didn't bring you here. A God from each realm have to participate when
bringing any being from one realm to another. I'm sure this was a joint
effort between all of the Gods of peace in each realm." Lance stepped up.
"Gods?" He asked. "I don't know about this place, but our realm only has
one God." This is what I was worried about. I turned to Vincent. "He can't
be Zebwa. His power is overwhelming!" He nodded. "There is only one thing
to do. The one man that calls himself God. The one man that created the
Zebwa. You are all going to meet your God." I was shocked. "No! That would
be too much for them!" As an alternative I gave them the explanation I gave
you. "That is complete bullshit!" Yelled Lance. I sighed. "We have to get
them there as soon as possible. Vincent nodded. "Do you guys promise not to
run away?" They nodded. Gail and I lowered the energy cage.  I looked at
them. "What?" They asked in unison. I smiled. "Your clothes. Too
confining. How are you going to do any kind of magic when you wear clothes
like that?" Justin held out his shirt to get a good look at it. "Whats
wrong with this?" I laughed. "See what I'm wearing?" I asked. "You want me
to where an inverted dress?" He asked. "No, I want you to wear something
that leaves at least a little to the imagination." I said, walking away. He
looked down past his shirt. His boxer briefs really didn't leave anything
to the imagination. He blushed. "Oops."

	I came back with five robes. I laid them out for the guys to
pick. One was red with swirling white designs here, and there. Another was
Blue with a single white swirl near the neck.  The third was silver with a
scorpion on the back. It had runes outlining it. The fourth was black with
red stars. The fifth was an elaborately decorated black robe. A full, blood
red moon rest on the back with a werewolf standing under it, howling. This
picture was framed by the heads of other animals. JC picked up the red one,
Joey the green, Chris the blue, Lance the silver, and Justin the animal
decorative. "I wasn't expecting that." I said. "What?" Asked Justin. "Those
robes represent the power inside of you. JC you will eventually learn to
control the element of fire. Joey will be able to create mountains with a
flick of the wrist. Chris will control both water, and air. Ice is a
powerful weapon, especially when they can't breathe in order to get the
blood moving. No oxygen, no heat, no life. Lance, you get the power of the
heavens. This is a great power. This is a non-elemental power that combines
holy flame, and heavenly punishments.  Although your power is great, Justin
has the greatest power of all. The animals represent your ability to
transform into any creature. The power of the heavens allows Lance to do
this, but not like you. Your most powerful form is of a unique werewolf
type creature. It stands as tall as the highest redwood, and even the fur
that covers it's body is more powerful than dragon. Once you master your
powers, this skill will be a huge help if we ever get in a fight with a
super power."  They all nodded, as if they understood completely. I knew
the questions would come soon. They walked off to change into their new
clothes, as the rest of us finished our preparations to leave. We decided
to leave the next morning, since we had spent the day exhausting ourselves
physically, and mentally.

**************************** The Next Morning
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	I awoke first. In our world the people only need about 4 hours of
sleep to be completely energized. I decided to practice a few Derux energy
spells. Derux energy spells are just like any other, except the power used
to cast them comes from the planet itself instead of the body of the
caster. "Derux flatie delai tresue." A ball of energy began forming in my
palm. Gail awoke before I finished my spell. She knew what I was doing, and
decided to join in. Derux spells are uninterruptible. She sat in front of
me. "Mind if I join you?" She asked. I smiled. She began chanting with
me. The ball of energy suspended itself in midair between us. Eventually
Anthony awoke, and joined in, too. Vincent, as well. The ball of energy was
growing with every word. We all stopped suddenly and the ball flashed. It
engulfed us.

	"God I love it here."

	"Me too."

	"Gail?"

	"Yes. This is rare. Two people with the same fantasy realm."

	"Yes, it is. Coincidence, or what?"

	"I don't know. I'm sure I'd be laughing if I had emotions here."

	"Yes, I hate drawbacks."

	"Not here, you don't."

	"This is a fantasy world. I can dream, can't I?"

	"I guess so."

	"So, you dream of infinite darkness, too? Disturbing past?"

	"This has been my fantasy realm ever since my mother died. It's
gotten darker since two days ago."

	"For me, too."

	"Are you ready to talk about your past, yet?"

	"I think I am. In a world without emotions it will be a lot
easier. I'll tell you everything I can remember. It was a long time ago,
and I guessed I blacked out a lot during that night."

	"I'll be there for you when we get out of here, and your emotions
catch up with you."

	"Thanks." I took a deep breath. Although I had no emotions, I had
to prepare for the blow to my mentality

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Wow ... I hope that doesn't piss anyone off. I have to think his past
through. I've decided to make his past a chapter by itself. I'll work on
that tomorrow. It'll make it easier to get it out before you guys freak
out, and boycott me for leaving you hangin' then takin forever to get
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to care about the quality of my story. :) Good night everybody!!! See ya
next chapter!