Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2001 01:15:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: John D <zachstack@yahoo.com>
Subject: BSB Broken Bonds Part 2

BSB Broken Bonds Part 2
Title:  New Worlds

In what seemed almost like an eternity lying in the
darkness, the Backstreet Boys painfully picked
themselves up from the floor amidst cold steel and
shattered concrete debris.

"Are...are you guys alright?"  Kevin groaned as he
brushed himself clean of the dust that had covered him
from head to toe.  "Are...are we dead?"

"I don't think so..."  Brian pulled himself up from
under thick black soot and joined his cousin where he
stood next to the surprisingly sealed, but battered
elevator doors.  "Aj...Howie...Nick...you guys
alright?"  Brian panted heavily in disbelief that his
heart hadn't given out on him as they plummeted to
their doom.

"I'm alive...."

"Yea...me to.."  Aj broke into coughs.  Sending dust
flying everywhere around him.

"Where's Aaron?!?"  Nick panically regained his
bearings as he went rummaging through debris and dust
frantically searching for his brother.  "Aaron!  Where
are you?!?"  Nick's voice strained with his efforts of
locating his brother.  His heart pumped a million
times faster as tears slowly rolled down his eyes,
fearing for his brother's life.

"Ni...Ni..Nick...I'm okay..."  Aaron's soot covered
slim arm burst from under a bed of dust and made to
grab for his older brother.

"Oh thank God!"  Nick quickly pulled him to his feet
and wrapped his arms thankfully and lovingly around
his younger brother.

Nick took a close look at his soot covered younger
brother. When he was finally satisfied that Aaron was
still intact, a little battered and bruise, but he was
intact, Nick started to brush soot and dirt and debris
off of his little brother.

"What do you think happened?"  Brian softly asked as
he got off his knees and sat back down against the
burnt and broken mirrors.  "You guys think this was
caused by an earthquake?" Brian turned while running
his hands gingerly -- almost caressingly -- over the
broken glass and twisted metal.

"F*ck!  All, I remember is that loud explosion...some
sort of earthquake maybe?"  Kevin made a stab at
pushing against the elevator doors, but his efforts
were clearly in vain.  "Seems like we're going to be
stuck here for a while though."  Kevin sighed loud and
sat next to Brian.  Kevin tried to smooth the lines
and wrinkles in his new pants, but gave up trying when
he ended up making things worse.

"We can't possibly wait in here forever.  We'll
suffocate in here!"  Howie got to his feet and tried
where Kevin failed at opening the doors.  "Help us!
Anybody out there?!  Someone, please get us out of
here!"  It was in vain.  Howie collapsed to his knees
whispering his valiant effort for rescue.

Suddenly, the elevator cab shook violently as
explosion after blood curdling explosion rocked the
dust, boys, and debris where they rested.

"What the hell is that?!?"  Aj, clung to the wall of
the elevator cab, holding on for dear life.  Another
explosion shook the cab of the elevator, almost
sending Aj across the tiny space.

"I don't know.  But the doors are giving!"  Howie and
Nick rushed at the quivering elevator doors.  Sending
the top half crashing through loose dirt and rocks
that had apparently burried it.

"Guys, push!"  Kevin encouraged the other boyz as they
pushed and pushed at the now half opened elevator
doors.

More explosions rocked their little steel tomb,
sending dust and particles raining down around them
even as soot mushroomed underneath their straining
feet.  Together they pushed while a thick moist mist
seeped in from all the openings of the elevator.

"C'mon guys, we can do it!  One more time; PUSH!"
Kevin rallied his bandmates and little Aaron, all the
while choking in the moist mist that now enveloped and
shadowed their every movement.  After struggling with
the rising sand and the thickening mist, they finally
managed to wrench the doors open halfway which only
led to more dirt to come pouring in.

"What the hell?!"  Aj jumped back in surprise as the
level of sand, soil, and soot rose at a constant rate.

After the initial shocked reaction to the dirt, the
boys began to put their backs into their struggle
against the door; as the level of sand continued to
grow rapidly in the elevator.  The boyz struggled to
get the doors opened enough for them to escape.  Their
bodies trembled with the effort they put into it,
while the sand grew and poured in around them.

Just when everybody thought that they were done for,
one of the elevator doors finally gave out and
collapsed slightly away from the pressure they had put
into it.  The mist grew thicker and thicker around
them, faster even than the level of sand and stone.

"Everybody, get out, now!"  Kevin ordered as he
hoisted Aaron, Nick, and Brian out of the opening that
they had.

Kevin raced with the rising sand and the enveloping
mist, trying his best to get his brothers out of the
doomed metal mousoleum.

Kevin boosted all his Backstreet Brothers out of the
half burried elevator coffin until he himself was half
burried.  With the help of the other guys, Kevin was
able to pull himself free from the sinking sacophagus
just in time. Screaming in loud metallic agony, the
elevator cab collapsed within itself in one loud
primal growl of crushed steel and broken glass.

"Thanks..."  Kevin muttured as he laid on the ground
gasping for air despite the knee deep sea of mist
around him.  The others gasped and coughed with
exhaustion and the choking cold mist that seeped into
everything.

"What in the hell..."  Kevin was dumbstrucked where he
lied on the ground, opening his eyes to the strange
world that surrounded them.  Everything around him was
not the world they had left behind.

"Whoa..."  The other boys took a collective gasp as
they stood up gazing around them at the remnants of
New York City.  There were no clear signs of the tall
gargantuan buildings that once characterized New York
City.  A barren landscape, stained with the blood of
what was once in there place, stared back at them.
Jagged remnants of the toppled behemoths jutted out of
the red earth like half burried bleached bones of long
dead animals.  The air was hot and dry, despite the
absence of the once bright sun.  Above them, a thick
covering screamed it's fury in it's thickening red
puffs.  The sun was no where in sight.

The five men cringed inside, unknowing how to feel
right at that moment.  They had all experienced the
most hair raising event in their entire lives a mere
few hours ago, but this was different.  Having survive
from the very jaws of death, they had been ecstatic to
have gotten through it alive.  But as they looked
around at what apparently was the ruins of New York
City, they couldn't help but feel like they were boyz
again.

Another grueling explosion shattered the empty silence
of the empty landscape.  Similar to the ones that they
had heard earlier, the terrible, bone jarring
explosion ripped through the eerie calm of the
darkened day; followed by a searing hot wind swept
through across the barren landscape, casting aside
everything that stood in it's way like paper dolls in
the wind.  Kevin, Aj, and Howie hurled themselves down
flat on the ground, while Nick and Brian sought
shelter behind an outcrop of jagged concrete.

"Aaron."  Nick grunted as he hit the burning cold
concrete slad.  "A-Aaron!  Where is he?!"  Nick's
voice trembled with the wind, panic striking deep into
the very core of his being.  "Aaron!"  Nick was
slapped aside by the force of the angry wind.
"oh...God..."  Nick struggled to breathe as he laid on
his side, still in disbelief and despair as to where
his beloved little brother had gone to.

"AARON!"  Brian screamed at the top of his lungs while
pulling Nick back behind their sanctuary rock.
"AARON!"  Brian tried again, this time with the strong
echoing voice of the others finally regaining their
bearings.

"There he is!"  Howie called out from under another
explosion followed by a thick blast of scalding air.

About 50 yards away was Aaron Carter.  He had failed
to duck in time after the first blast, he had been
mercilessly tossed aside by the angry wind.  His
clothes were torn here and there, but still caught by
the shock of the first blast, Aaron was struggling to
get to his feet.

"Oh God."  Brian gasped as he heard another blast,
knowing full well what it would do to Aaron's fragile
little body.  "AARON, STAY DOWN!"  Brian, Nick and the
others cried out in vain, their voices lost in the
swirling fury of sand and stone.


50 yards away, Aaron was strove to get back to his
feet.  He had heard the first explosion, but wasn't
fast enough to move out of the way.  He had been
tossed against a thick dune of red gravel and sand,
while his clothes were almost ripped from his body.

"N-Nick?"  Aaron fought to regain his breath as
another explosion jarred him back into the ground.
Aaron coughed up blood and spit, again trying to get
to his feet.

"no..."  Brian whispered in dismay as he watched
Aaron's frail body struggle to his feet once again.

"AARON, NO!"  Nick cried out in desperation while
Brian held him back from doing anything irrational.
But even so, he couldn't just watch his brother get
ravaged by the angry wind.  But as he was about to
hurl himself away from Brian to try and save his
little brother, a quick blurr of motion errupted from
his peripheral vision and hurled itself on top of
Aaron's trembling form.

The unknown blurr, finally took shape of that of a
shirtless man as he pulled Aaron behind the dune that
had earlier been used to batter Aaron's young body.


100 yards south of the panic stricken friends.

"Eh, what's that over there?"  A tall darkly handsome
man overheard the commotion.  He yanked back on his
demonic mount's reigns to investigate the ancient
ruins of Old New York.  Just as his mount started to
spiral down on thermals, barbed bolas came whizzing
passed him, barely missing his head by a few hairs'
width.

End of Part 2