Date: Mon, 19 May 2003 20:33:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Silven Fox <silvenfox@yahoo.com>
Subject: Destiny of an Earth - 11

Disclaimer: I don't know Nsync. I don't know Justin Timberlake in real
life. This will be a Justin Timberlake centered story. This story is in no
way meant to imply that he is homosexual in real life. This story is simply
the work of a fan and is pure fiction.

I don't own The Lord of the Ring or any other works of the series. The
rights of the series goes solely to the series author JRR Tolkien.


Now that's out of the way. This story appeared in my head when I was
trapped in the car with my relatives for a 24-hour road trip. I was really
really bored! I shudder just thinking about that trip. Anyway, if your
below legal age to read this where your from, then all I can tell you is
stop and don't let your parents catch you. He he that's not much of a
warning, but hey what else can I do.

Now if you have any comments, feedback or you just want to drop a
word. Send them to SilvenFox@yahoo.com


Chapter 11


They made camp for the night in a clearing. They could go no further in the
dark. It was too dangerous. Justin scooted closer to the fire trying to get
warmer. Legolas sat beside him with an arm around his shoulder for added
warmth.

"Las, Do you think Frodo and Sam are alright?" asked Justin.

Legolas looked up at the stars. After a moment he looked back at Justin as
if they gave him the answer. "With Sam looking after Frodo I think they are
fine."

It was a quiet night. And everything was tranquil and calm. Justin looked
at the stars and saw familiar constellations. He felt a pang in his gut as
he thought about his home.

Justin laid his head on Legolas's shoulder. "Las I wish you could see my
world." Legolas ran his fingers through his love's hair. "What is it like?"
Justin closed his eyes looking through his memories.

"It's really nice. Humans have came along so far." He looked up at the
moon. "We have been traveled to the stars. We've even been to the moon."

"Really?" asked Legolas in wonder. Justin nodded. "We have city's that have
buildings made of glass. Some are so tall that they touch the
clouds. People are happy and carefree. Most just live in the now and don't
worry about the future."

Legolas squeezed his shoulder. "It sounds very beautiful where you're
from."

Justin smiled wistfully. "It is."


*****************************

Justin was dreaming. It was one of the best dreams he had had in long
time. Dream Legolas was touching him in all the right places. He moaned in
his dream completely unaware that he was moaning aloud too.

Gimli, Boromir, Aragorn, and Legolas looked down at the sleeping Justin
with shocked looks. "What is wrong with him?" asked Boromir. They all
thought Justin was ill.

"I don't know," said Legolas worry creeping into his voice.

"Is he hot?"

"Is he cold?"

"Is his breathing normal?"

Legolas held up his hand getting them to stop asking
questions. "Ohhhh... that feels good," moaned Justin.

Their eyes widened as they realized that Justin wasn't sick. He was merely
dreaming. And it sounded like a very good dream. "That feels sooooo good
Las." Everyone looked at each other their face red. Gimli coughed and
looked at the ground. "I guess someone should wake him up."

Legolas shook his shoulder. "Justin. Justin. Justin," he called
softly. Justin awoke and looked up at everyone sleepily. "What going on?"
he asked yawing widely.

Everyone suddenly found something more interesting to look at. Justin
narrowed his eyes at the men. "What?"

Legolas leaned down and whispered in his ear. His eyes widened comically
like an anime character. He looked down at the ground blushing redder than
a strawberry. "I can't believe you guys heard that."

Boromir gave him a teasing grin. "You almost woke the dead with that moan."

Justin rolled his eyes. "Ha Ha Bo. You always have to find humor in sexual
jokes." They laughed knowing how true his statement was. Aragorn looked up
at the sky. The first rays of dawn were fast approaching. "Time to pack
up. We have to get moving."

Justin bowed his hair mockingly. "Yes. King Arageek."

"Aragorn," he corrected quickly. Justin cocked his head innocently. "That's
what I said." Legolas sighed and took Justin's hand in his. "All we need is
two minutes Aragorn."

Everyone went back and started to pack up. Justin looked at Legolas and put
on his best adorable face. "I love you."

Legolas cupped Justin's cheek. "I love you too Luv. But you have to stop
baiting Aragorn. He is our leader and my friend."

"He is your leader," Justin corrected. "I don't like him and that's never
going to change." Legolas frowned. "He's a good guy. He needs your
respect."

"He has to earn it first," retorted Justin. He got up and hurriedly began
to pack on all his things without so much as looking at Legolas. He
couldn't believe he was actually defending Aragorn.

All the Ranger has done since Gandalf died was give orders. He hasn't done
one thing that proves him a capable leader. If barking out orders was what
a leader did then Aragorn would get the job. But it's not.

Lastly they threw dirt on the first and began their trek. The Urak-Hai had
left a trail of deep footprints for them to follow. All they had to do was
follow the tracks and catch up to them.

Justin made sure to stay far away from Legolas and Aragorn. He had no
intention to talk to either of them for the rest of the day. As far as he
was concerned both of them could go off and leave them. He knew he was
being stupid but he was just disappointed that Legolas took Aragorn's side
instead of his.

Boromir saw Justin walking by himself. Usually Justin walked with
Legolas. There could only be one reasonable explanation for this. That
meant that the two of them must have got in a fight.

Boromir went to Justin's side. "What's wrong Siren?" asked Boromir. Justin
grinned a little at the nickname. Justin had made a comment about himself
being a Siren after he learned his power. Boromir had asked what one was
and ever since he had been calling Justin that.

"It's nothing," he mumbled. He kept his eyes focused on the ground. He knew
once he looked into Boromir's eyes everything would come out.

"Siren -" said Boromir. "Justin look at me."

Justin sighed and gave up. He looked into Boromir's eyes and his story
immediately came pouring out. "It's me and Legolas. We got into a stupid
fight."

"What was it about?"

"Aragorn," Justin said sourly. "He's mad that I don't like him. And every
time I'm near him I make a comment."

Boromir laughed. "And those comments you make are funnier than my jokes. I
have to bit my tongue so I won't laugh." Justin looked triumphant. "I knew
you were laughing."

Suddenly, Aragorn held up his hands signaling them to stop. He put his
finger against his lips. They quieted and Aragorn lowered himself to ground
so he was on his knees.

He placed his ear to the ground listening intently. Justin looked at him
and raised an eyebrow. Who did Aragorn think he was -- Batman? He stood up
hurriedly and turned to the company.

"Their pace quickens. They must have caught our scent," he said urgently
before running ahead.

Justin thanked Iluvatar for making him part Elf. He wasn't even winded from
all of the running they were doing. "Come on Gimli!" Boromir kidded running
ahead.

The Dwarf was huffing and puffing beside them. He may have short legs but
he was keeping up with them at an amazing pace. "Three day's and night's
pursuit.. no food... no rest... and no sign of our quarry but what bare
rock can tell," grumbled Gimli under his breath.

They ran for a long period of time. They ran across rocks and plains that
seemed to go on and on forever. Aragorn was in the lead with everyone
trailing behind after him.

Aragorn stopped in the middle of his sprinting. He bent over to the ground
and picked up something. They all stopped and came up behind him. "What did
you find?" asked Legolas.

Aragorn held up the object for them to see. They gasped as they recognized
what it was. It was an Elven broach. Justin unconsciously gripped the one
he wore on his cloak. The broach had come from either Merry or Pippin own
cloaks.

"Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall," Aragorn said softly.

Hope entered their eyes. "They may yet be alive," said Legolas
joyfully. Justin smiled and looked at Boromir. He looked back at him with a
wide smile. This was good news indeed.

Aragorn nodded and stood up. "Less than a day ahead of us, come!"

Together they ran off again. This time they all had hope in their hearts
that their friends were still alive. Legolas smiled happily and looked down
at his Dwarf companion. "Cone on Gimli! We are gaining on them!"

Gimli scoffed and glared up at him. "I'm wasted on cross-country. We
dwarves are natural sprinters. Very dangerous we are over short distances."

***********************************

They came over a hill and paused. They took a minute to gaze at the plains
below. It was so beautiful, Justin mused silently. It was very rare to find
a scene like this in his world.

"Rohan, home of the horse-lords," Aragorn said fondly.

Justin raised his eyebrow. "How can you be a lord of a horse."

Aragorn rolled his eyes and continued. "There's something strange at work
here. Some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sets its will against
us. Legolas! What does your elf eyes see?"

Justin and Legolas both looked towards the distance. Justin squinted his
eyes and the view suddenly sharpened and he could see farther than he
normally could. He could see the Orcs moving swiftly across a mound of
hills far away from their own position.

Legolas frowned as he realized where the Orcs were headed. "The Uruks turn
Northeast. They are taking the hobbits to Isengard!"

Isengard. Isengard. Where had Justin heard that name before. He vaguely
remembered hearing the name somewhere. It could have been at the council
meeting.

That's what I get for not paying full attention. I was too busy drooling
over a certain Elf at the time. The expressions on everyone's face turned
grave at Legolas news.

"Saruman," Aragorn said darkly.

Justin's eyes widened and he looked back at the Orcs in the
distance. "Saruman's the crazy wizard right?"

Boromir nodded his gaze troubled. "He was once a great wizard. Now he has
turned against us and joined Sauron."

"We really don't want to go there? Do we?" asked Justin. Boromir shook his
head. "That would be a very very bad idea," said Boromir.

They ran off again once more giving chase to the Orcs. The Orcs seemed to
be going at a constant fast pace. "They run as if the very whips of their
masters were behind him," Legolas remarked.

"Maybe someone gave them steroids," Justin said to Boromir who was running
beside him.

"What's steroids?" asked Boromir. Justin grinned slyly. "A friend of my
mine likes to call them penis killers."


***************************

As the sun set and the moon came out the company stopped and decided to
make camp. Justin and Legolas hadn't spoken to each other since their spat
earlier. Justin sat on one side of fire with Boromir and Legolas sat on the
other side with Aragorn. Gimli didn't care to sit with either of them. So
he sat in the middle.

"Do you think Merry and Pippin are okay?" asked Boromir.

Justin nodded. "I think those two are just fine. Knowing them they've
probably escaped by now." Boromir laughed loudly. "Your right. Those two
are quite the mischievous pair."

"They remind me of the Weasley twins."

Boromir cocked his head. "Who were they?"

Harry chuckled and clapped him on the back. "I forgot you don't know what
I'm even talking about."

"Tell me then," pressed Bormir.

"Well," said Justin thinking of where to start. "Okay it all starts one
night when a boy named Harry Potter became the Boy Who Lived . . ."

****************************

Boromir and Justin were dead tired when they awoke early the next
morning. Justin had spent most of the night telling him Harry Potter and
Sorcerers Stone from memory. Boromir was entranced by the story. When
Justin told him there were three other books Boromir made him promise to
tell him the rest of the stories another time.

Justin yawned widely trying to keep up with the others. Dawn had just
broken and he was dead tired. He had probably only gotten five hours sleep
in all.

Legolas looked at the sky with a small frown. "A red sun rises. Blood has
been spilled this night."

Justin sighed. He really had to teach his boyfriend that making bad omens
was something people didn't want to hear in the morning. They jumped as the
sound of horse's galloping reached their ears.

Aragorn quickly got them to hide behind some boulders. A large group of
horsemen quickly galloped by them with their banners flying high. Aragorn
motioned for them to get up.

He raised his hands to his mouth and called out. "Riders of Rohan! What
news from the Mark?"

The lead rider gave a signal and the riders made a quick turn around. They
headed towards them and enclosed them in a tight circle. They stopped and
pointed their long spears menacingly at them.

"What business does an elf, a man, and a dwarf have in the Riddermark?
Speak quickly!" The lead rider said.

Justin saw red as one of the riders jabbed his spear threateningly at
Legolas. He may be mad at his love right now. But no one messes with what's
his.

Unnoticeably, Justin's eyes turned completely blue like they did back in
the woods. He narrowed his eyes at the riders surrounding them.

"BACK!" The one word sounded as if it was a hundred voices speaking as one.

Their spears flew out of their hands and their horses drew back in
fright. Legolas moved over to Justin and took his hand in his. "Luv it's
alright."

Justin immediately calmed down. The glow in his eyes receded and his
natural blue eyes returned. "What magic is this?" the leader asked shocked.

"I like to call it Don't Piss Me Off," said Justin icily.

Gimili laughed loudly. "I bet you won't try that again!" he said to the
riders.

The lead rider dismounted his horse and stepped toward Gimli. "I would cut
off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground."

Quicker than any of them could follow, Legolas pointed an arrow at the
rider. "You would die before your stroke fell."

The riders had retrieved their spears and pointed them closer at
them. Justin's eye's narrowed and turned a darker blue. Aragorn pushed down
Legolas's arm.

"I'm Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, Justin son of
Randall, Boromir son of Denethor and Legolas, from the Woodland realm. We
are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, its King."

"Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe," the rider said taking
off his helmet. "Not even his own kin."

The man was handsome. He had long brown hair and deep brown eyes. "Saruman
has poisoned the mind of the king and claim lordship over this land. My
company are those loyal to Rohan," he gestured to those behind him. They
had withdrawn their spears.

"And for that, we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here
and there they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his
spies slip past our nets."

"We are not spies. We track a band of Uruk-Hai westward across the
plains. They have taken two of our friends captive," Aragorn said trying to
make peace.

"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night."

"But there were two Hobbits," Boromir said in despair. "Did you see two
Hobbits with them?"

"We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them," the rider
said sadly. He pointed off into the distance where there was a smoking pile
of carcasses.

Justin felt a cold numbing chill enter his body. He couldn't believe Merry
and Pippin were dead. Gimli shook his head disbelievingly. "They're dead?"

The rider paused briefly then nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Hasufel! Arod! Elbereth!" Three riderless horses came forth.

"May these horses bear you to better fortune than the former
masters. Farewell. Look for your friends, but do not trust to hope. It has
forsaken these lands." He walked to his horse and mounted it.

He turned to the riders. "We ride north!" They took off in the direction
they were headed before Aragorn stopped them.

Justin looked to Legolas. "They can't be gone. He must have made a
mistake," Justin said trying to convince himself.

Legolas squeezed Justin's hand. "We will not count them dead until we see
their dead bodies. They may yet have escaped."

Justin nodded and looked towards the distance. "I hope your right Las. I
hope your right."

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I know that I was supposed to kill Boromir last chapter but I just
couldn't. I know you guys like him better alive. Right? OH YEAH! If you
haven't seen the Matrix: Reloaded. GO SEE IT. It's a good movie!

So what do you think. Do you like it? If you have any comments, feedback or
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