Date: Mon, 25 Sep 2000 16:19:52 EDT
From: Morbddream@aol.com
Subject: Crimson Tears - 21

Disclaimer: This story is a complete work of fiction. It is not meant to
imply anything about the sexuality's of any of the members of Nsync. If you
are too young to read this, you should probably leave. Since I know you
won't, don't blame me when it happens. If it's illegal to be here for you,
then you should also leave.

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From 20:
	I looked over, and saw the revolting creature. He had his back
turned to us, and was doing something with his hands. He lifted a needle,
pulling the thread tight. He turned, and I got a glimpse of part of
Justin's body, tightly sewn to Scheharazade's.

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Chapter 21:

	"What are they doing?" Ryu was pacing over the hill, watching the
opposing army. "I don't know. I wish they'd hurry up, and get this
done. They look like they're ready to attack at any moment." Rosey was
getting just as nervous as Ryu. "Do you think they're in trouble? Malak
could've done something." Rosey shot him a look of anger. "Don't say
something like that! They'll be here. It's just taking a little longer than
expected."

	"Your turn." Scheharazade walked to Anthony, and knelt beside
him. He pulled out a thin leather thread, and the familiar needle. The
thick mist around us shifted away from us, and solidified. The magma was
glowing, shifting into a human form. The mouse had grown, and lost it's
fur. It's claws had stretched, and thickened. It was now an angel. My
forked tongue merged, and grew. My eyes changed back from yellow, to
blue. The scales covering my body smoothed. My tail split, and formed
legs. My robe shifted away from my body. I stood, my mouth still full of
fangs. They slowly retracted, returning to their normal size. Scheharazade
sensed our presence, and turned. He smiled, and looked us over. "More
victims. This is wonderful! I will be complete by sundown!" He turned back
to Anthony, ignoring us for the time being. I walked toward him and he spun
quickly. "Don't move!" I ignored him, and kept my pace, followed by JC,
Chris, and Lance.  "Stubborn little bastards, aren't you? Fine, I will kill
you, since you insist."


	He drew his broadsword, holding it at arms length. Anthony was now
standing, swaying gently. I watched as Scheharazade stepped forward,
preparing to attack us. I absent mindedly flapped my wings. He lunged, and
slashed at the movement. I sidestepped his swing, and caught him in his
stomach with my knee. I had barely missed Justin. "Be careful! Try not to
hurt Justin!" I warned the three that stood behind me. JC had kept his
wings hidden, to prevent unnecessary sparks.  This suppressed a lot of his
power. His arms were coated in a liquid fire. He extended his arms, and the
liquid began to flow toward our enemy. He moved quickly, and the fire hit
the ground. It pooled on the floor, and hissed as it heated the cool
marble. Lance was glowing slightly, gathering his energy. Scheharazade
hissed, and spat. "An Angel? You really think that holy bullshit can harm
me?" He laughed, and stepped toward Lance. Lance was looking up, but
suddenly turned his attention to the enemy. He extended his hand,
displaying a brilliant light in the palm of his hand.

	The light began extending farther, a sharp point forming at the
tip. In a flash of a bright red light the spear flew toward
Scheharazade. It struck his body with the force of a thousand bolts of
lightning. It sent him flying across the room. He hit the wall, and slid to
the floor. He looked up at Lance, and laughed. "Is that all you can do,
boy?" Lance smirked at him. "You now have the powers of the light flowing
through your veins." As he said this, the bodies tightly sewn to
Scheharazade's body began to twitch. "All the souls trapped in your body
are allies of the light. They cannot be trapped within your body any
longer." The leather holding the body parts began to snap, setting the
souls free. Those who would have died long ago passed, but those that would
still be alive were sent to the other portions of their bodies. I watched
as Justin's torso slid across the floor, leaving a trail of blood behind
it. It stopped next to his body, and lay lifeless. "Looks like you aren't
very talented, boy! You couldn't even bring your little friend back to
life!" The smile on Lance's face faded. He collapsed.  "Failure..." He
trailed off.

	Chris was surrounded by four elementals. They danced around him,
waiting for a command.  "Elementals? Not even the loss of power your friend
caused can lower me that much! Elementals are nothing!" Chris grinned
wickedly, and silently commanded his friends to attack. The elementals
stopped their dance, and turned to Scheharazade. Their faces twisted, and
they grew. Their legs changed into whirl winds, gathering the dust from the
air. The dust particles, and electric current from Lance's earlier attack
gathered inside their bodies. Chris concentrated all of his power, and
gathered the moisture in the air. Once he had gathered enough, he sent it
into the various whirl winds. This caused tiny ice crystals to form,
creating a core of energy, growing stronger with every passing second. The
ice cores expanded, covering the djinn's in ice. The ice formed strong
armor. The four djinn's advanced, stopping inches from Scheharazade. Their
arms sharpened, forming swords of pure ice, with tiny bolts of lightning
striking within. Scheharazade slashed at one of them, chipping his sword on
it's armor. All four of the creatures raised their swords. They slashed
downward, with small sparks of electricity flickering behind their blades.
The blades hit his body with a bright flash of power, erupting from
them. When the light dimmed, ice crystals could be seen lying on the
floor. The last hint of electricity flickered out.  Scheharazade stood,
unfazed. "I told you elementals are nothing to me." He smiled, and looked
at me. "I hope you're stronger than your friends."

	I drew my arms back, collecting power trails from the air. The
trails could be seen, flowing into my hands. Two balls of light formed, one
in each hand. The light melted, and stretched over my arms. It covered
them, and continued down. My entire body was glowing brightly when the
light reached for my head. When my head was covered, it flashed. My body
was now protected by a strong energy bond in the form of a white chest
plate, with an unknown bird deeply engraved in the armor. What was left of
the glow returned to my right hand. It stretched, and sharpened. My hand
disappeared, and looked as if the sword I had created was grafted to my
arm.  "Impressive." I just nodded. "I'm still going to kill you. There is
no avoiding it." With that said, he advanced, slashing with every step. He
was leaving himself wide open, so I was expecting some kind of tactic. He
wasn't afraid of my blade. I sidestepped one of his blows, and gashed his
side. He didn't even wince.

	"Ahh, Thank you! I needed that! It was very energizing, to say the
least." The blade disappeared from my arm, the armor shattered. "Giving up,
are you? Why?" I looked up, into his eyes. I could see the brown
fluctuating. What Lance had done to him was trying to push his soul out of
it's prison. "You're still alive, aren't you?" He looked around,
baffled. "What are you talking about?!" I smiled. "Your soul is still
alive. It's all too obvious. It's all too easy."  He laughed, bellowing
loudly. "My soul? I have no soul. I wasn't born. I was created from pure
darkness. I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. You can't free my
soul, and destroy me.  Like I said. I have no soul." He laughed again, the
black of his eyes slightly overtaking the brown. "Now, I'm going to kill
you, and your lost soul will help to complete me."

	"We can't hold out much longer! They're eventually going to figure
out we're not going to attack! They'll crush us!" Rosey was jumping around
hysterically. She saw three figures walking toward her. "Envoy's!" She
screamed. Ryu heard her cry from the other side of the hills, and flew to
where her voice had come from. He landed next to her, and stared at the
three figures. He heard a squeal, and one of the figures began running
toward them. The figure latched on to Rosey.  "Gail! What took you so long!
Where's everybody else?" Gail frowned, and looked toward Joey.  "They're
clearing the castle of any guards that stayed behind. They're going to be a
little late."  She lied. "Anyway, it looks like we need to do something
about them." Gail said, pointing to the opposing army. She turned to
Luke. "What do you think?" He turned to Alexander, with a questioning
look. "Well, and air strike would be nice. How many Dragon's do we have?"
He asked Rosey.  "Including Ryu, and myself we have about two hundred."
Luke sighed. "That's it? That'll have to do, I guess. Here's what we can
do. Rosey, you and Ryu are the only fully grown flying creatures.  You lead
the others. Keep them high enough to avoid the arrows. On each of the
Dragon's backs should be an archer. Any Dragons that can't breathe fire, or
ice should stay back, and let the archers be their firepower. All others
should get as close to that army as possible, and give it all they've got!"
Rosey nodded, and took off. Ryu flew toward the other side of the hill, and
disappeared. The archers on the front line followed Rosey's orders, and ran
toward Ryu.

	"Gail, what can you do?" Luke had taken command, being used to
commanding armies of undead. "I'm probably the greatest healer here, but if
it comes down to it I can kick some ass."  Luke nodded, and turned to
Alexander. "I know I promised never to use these powers again, but I may
have to today." Alexander nodded, and turned to walk behind the
hill. "Where's he going?"  Luke turned back to Gail. "He's going to ride
either Ryu, or Rosey. You get to the med. tent.  There may be piles of
bodies coming in soon." Gail nodded, and turned toward the med. tent. She
looked up, and watched as the two hundred Dragons took flight. They sped
toward the opposing army, most bellowing flames.

	"They're coming! Dragons! Archers, attack!"

	"They're out of range! We can't do a thing!"

	"We're not going to sit here, and die!"

	"Sir! Bianca!"

	"Brilliant, Soldier! Just brilliant!"

	"Attack!" The Dragons had been circling the encampment for some
time, now. The archers pulled back they're bows, and let a wave of arrows
fly. The Dragons dived, and spewed fire over the entire camp before quickly
returning to the clouds. Alexander seemed to be controlling the fire,
commanding it to go where he wished. He motioned for the fire to destroy
they're weaponry hut. The hut exploded, sending a ball of flame into the
air, adding to Alexander's onslaught. He snapped his fingers, and the ball
of fire descended. It hit the ground, seeming to shatter. This caught most
buildings on fire, and killed any men that happened to be int he
area. Before the army could recover from the flames, and second wave
started. This wave was different, though.  It sent large shards of ice
through the soldiers, killing them instantly. Most of the army was taking
shelter behind various things, and did not see the third attack coming. An
army of enemy legion was advancing on the camp, slicing any who got in
their way. In the center of all the destruction was an old woman, who
looked like she could barely walk. The ground around her was scorched, but
a circle around her body was untouched. The legion had slaughtered most of
the army, but ceased at the sight of the woman. She grinned wickedly, and
raised her hand. A loud crack split the air, and a huge lightning bolt
struck the legion. The few legion that could walk quickly stumbled to their
living allies, and carried them off the battlefield. Bianca stood, laughing
at their defeat. She looked up, and instantly half of the dragons fell to
the ground, dead. Rosey order the rest to retreat, but returned to the
camp. Bianca watched her, but not attacking. Rosey searched for any living
allies, but found none. "You are brave, Dragon! That is why you live! Your
courage, and trust are what have kept you alive! When you return to your
camp you will notice that my spell reached even there. No one was spared,
not even the King if he did not believe he could win."

	Scheharazade suddenly screamed out in pain. "Damn you, Bianca! I'll
be back, you can believe that. My stupid sister played on the doubts of
your army. By killing our own, the faith in me is gone. I love blind faith,
it gives me strength. For now, though, I will have to leave you with a few
friends." He laughed, and vanished, leaving a glowing ball of light. The
ball of light floated to Justin's body, and hovered over it for a
second. It dropped down suddenly, and connected the parts. Justin stood,
and growled. He laughed, and walked toward me. "Why didn't you save me? You
had the chance." His eyes were completely black. His fist turned grew fur,
and fattened. I knew it was the claw of a bear before it hit. It sent me
flying into the door. The impact sent it flying open. My body cracked the
marble wall on the other side of the hall. Soon, three more bodies lay
beneath three similar cracks. "So, you're an ancient? Amusing." Snickered
Justin. "Oh, your friends are here. Hello Vincent, Gabriel. Have you come
to die, too?" His wicked grin was full of menacing teeth. Vincent looked
away, a tear falling down his cheek.  "Anthony." He muttered. He heard a
yell from inside, and watched as Anthony's body flew toward Justin's. It
connected, sending him flying into the wall beside me. Vincent's expression
changed, forming a huge smile. "Scheharazade failed." He whispered. Justin
stood, and turned to him. "Master never fails! He saved me from the light,
didn't he?" He laughed, and walked toward Vincent. "Prepare to die." Three
creatures emerged from the throne room. They snarled, and showed mouths
full of fangs. They were covered in dark armor. They, too, were dark
knights. They vanished. "Invisible..." I whispered, unable to speak.

TBC...
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This took forever to get out, didn't it? I had some serious block, lemme
tell you.... I got over it, and came up with this. Sorry it took so long!
It won't next time.. I promise! :)

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