Thought we were gone huh? Come on now, did you really think we would leave you guys and girls hanging THAT badly?! Here is the beginning of our next and final story of the Vampire series! It's called "Battle for the Dream Masters" So, without further ado, here it is! Enjoy!
September 15, 2003
"Oooooh! That tickles!" Josh said as Lance began licking at his neck.
"It's supposed to! Just wait! I'm far from finished! And believe me, ticklish, is the last thing you're gonna be feeling!" Lance said as he kissed his long time lover on the mouth.
After lying in their king-sized bed, of one of the many rooms in their large mansion located in Virginia, for 10 minutes of making out, Lance started to head southward. He had come to enjoy the look on Josh's face when he first swallowed his cock whole. It gave him a sense of control that was more then any of his powers could give. Josh lost himself in the pleasure that was now surrounding his cock. So much so that he almost didn't hear the phone ring.
"I . . . Is that the . . . the phone?" He asked, still in sexual nirvana.
"Mmmm hmm." Lance grunted.
"I . . . I think I'd better answer it!"
"Nnn mmm!"
"I . . . I gotta! It could be important!"
"Fine!" Lance said rolling over on his back with a disappointed look.
"We'll continue this in a second!" Josh said giving him a quick kiss then jumping off the bed to get the phone.
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Hello?" Josh said answering the phone.
"J . . . Josh!" a woman sobbing over the phone managed to say.
"Lynn? What's wrong?!?"
Lance got off the bed and walked over to his lifetime companion.
"It's . . . It's . . . "
"Lynn, calm down! What is it?"
"It's Justin! He's . . . he's . . ."
"He's what?"
"He's dead!"
"WHAT!?!?" Josh said dropping the phone.
"Josh? Baby! What happened?!?" Lance said trying to get an answer out of Josh, who had a pure look of fear and shock on his face. He picked up the phone and said, "Lynn? This is Lance, what happened?!?"
"Justin's been hit by a car! He . . . He didn't make it!"
"Oh my god! What?!? When?!?"
"This . . . This morning! He died instantly! It's been all over the news!"
Lance covered the phone receiver and said,
"TV on!"
The TV turned on and on the screen was a news report, the reporter was saying the details of what happened,
"Former pop star Justin Timberlake of the multi Grammy award winning group *NSYNC was killed today in a car crash. Twenty-two year old Timberlake was on his way to his Miami Beach home when he was hit by a drunk driver and killed on impact. More on that story and others after this break."
"Oh my god Lynn! We're leaving right now!" Lance said.
"I . . . I gotta call the others, I gotta make the funeral arrangements, I gotta . . . I gotta . . "
"You gotta stay calm and worry about that when we get there!"
"I'll . . . I'll try!"
"Ok, we'll see you in an hour or so."
"O . . . Ok."
Lance hung up the phone and tried to snap Josh out of his shock.
"JOSH! SNAP OUT OF IT! YOU'RE SCARING ME!" He yelled into Josh's face.
"Huh? What?!" Josh said coming out of his trance.
"Come on, we gotta get down to Florida!"
"Uh . . . yeah, ok. Call the airport and have the jet fueled up."
"Already done!" Lance said pushing a button on the phone.
"We gotta get some clothes!"
"Also done!"
"OH yeah, um . . . um . . . we gotta . . . we gotta . . ."
"We gotta head onto the airport!"
"Y . . . yeah . . ."
The ride to Florida was quite, Lance and Josh sat next to each other on their personal jet. Josh was holding back the tears in his eyes from falling, as was Lance. Josh was trying to figure out what was wrong with the picture. He hadn't felt anything happen to Justin. He would and should have felt something, but he didn't. He couldn't explain it. He started to think about everything that they had done, from the first time they started *NSYNC, to the last time the saw each other. He couldn't hold it back anymore and started to cry, putting his hands up to cover his eyes.
Lance looked at Josh when he saw the movement, he slowly put his arm around Josh, pulled him closer, and started to cry with him. He knew something wasn't right either. He hadn't felt anything from Justin . . . at all. He lightly placed a kiss on Josh's forehead and laid his head on his shoulder. Josh wrapped his arms around Lance and started to cry harder.
"Do you think that Joey, and Chris are going to be there?" Josh asked as he slightly calmed down.
"I don't know. They should be. They wouldn't just ditch Just like that."
"Yeah, you're right I guess."
There was an awkward pause, they both wanted to ask the same thing, but didn't know how.
"Did you feel him die? Cause I didn't." Josh finally blurted out.
Lance closed his eyes and more tears started to fall.
"Die," He thought to himself, "Justin can't just be dead."
Josh looked up at Lance and said,
"He is dead, Lynn saw his body. God," Josh stood from his seat and started to pace back and forth, "Justin isn't dead, we would have felt it, we would have felt something if it happened to him!"
He was angry, and upset. Lance didn't dare try to stop him. Josh had gotten stronger over the years. He had new powers and we he would get pissed, he would use them. It was best just to let him go off.
"Don't you think we would have felt him DIE! I mean come on! Everything Justin did we felt! Remember that time, that he and . . . Oh what was that girl's name? AMBER! Remember when they were fucking on the bus, when we were doing like some promotion thing, and when he came it was so intense that we all came! Do you remember that?"
After Josh's outburst, there was a dead silence, except for the hum of the plane. They then looked at each other and just started busting up.
"And we all like jumped and tensed up at the board meeting! And all the producers and stuff just stared at us." Lance said crying tears of joy now.
"And then we were so embarrassed and Justin felt it and told us he was sorry when we got back on the bus!" Josh said lying on the floor of the plane holding his gut cause he was laughing so hard.
"And we kept making fun of Joey cause he hadn't cum in so long that it like showed up really bad through his pants."
They laughed for a couple more minutes and them Josh let out a long sigh.
"We sure did have fun didn't we?"
"Yeah . . . Yeah we sure did." Lance said.
For the next hour they laughed and they cried, remembering the stuff they had done during their days of *NSYNC. When they landed in Orlando, they were met by a taxi that Lynn sent for them. The cab driver knew exactly where to go, and it was already paid for. Josh and Lance didn't like the idea of Lynn paying for them. They had more then enough money for cab fair. The sun was just starting to set, when they got to Lynn's house. They looked around seeing how much the place had changed. Even though it had only been two years since they had last been there, it had still changed a lot.
Both of them pulled their bags out of the trunk of the cab, and rang the doorbell. Lynn opened the door, her face and eyes red, from crying. She started to cry more when she saw Lance and Josh standing there. She smiled, hugged them both, and let them in. The house hadn't changed much; it had only modernized a little.
"So, how'd you boys get here so quick? I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow." Lynn said as she led them into the living room.
"We left just after you hung up. So . . . How are you?" Josh said as he looked at her with caring eyes.
She sighed and looked over at the fireplace where there were 7 or 8 pictures of Justin.
"As good as can be expected. You know, the weird thing is that, when he left here this morning, he gave me a really big hug, and said, 'I love you always remember that.' It's like he knew he was going to die or . . ." She said as she started to cry really hard.
Both Josh and Lance sat next to her and comforted her. After about 6 or 7 minutes she stopped, and wiped the tears from her eyes. Josh and Lance, were starting to tear up too, but had to be strong for Lynn.
"You can have your old room JC . . . I mean, Josh. I should hope you remember where it is." She said with a forced laugh.
Josh leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"If you need anything, ask. We'll be there for you."
Lance lightly gave her a hug, and followed Josh up the stairs. She wanted to be alone, and they knew it. Lance and Josh were in the room for about a half-hour, thinking about everything that was going on when they saw a blue aura start to appear in front of them.
"Chris?" They both said.
As they said that, Chris appeared in front of them. Since the last time they had seen him, had toned up, he no longer had that slight potbelly that they used to make fun of him for.
"Yeah! Shhh! Lynn doesn't know I'm here yet! I just wanted to see how you guys were first. I just . . ." Chris said with a confused look on his face.
"We didn't feel it either." Josh said.
"Then I'm NOT the only one!"
"No." Josh said.
"Ok, good. But . . . then what's going on?"
"I dunno."
"We gotta discuss this later! I gotta get back cause Dani doesn't know I'm gone!"
"How is she?" Lance asked.
"She's good, the baby's due in February. Anyway, I told Lynn I'd be here in the morning. I'll see you guys tomorrow! We gotta talk then!"
"Ok, we'll see yah."
"I'm gonna go check on Lynn."
"Ok."
September 16, 2003
Chris arrived first with his wife of a year and a half, who was 4 months pregnant with their first child. They gave their condolences and shared their tears. Although Chris knew there was something weird about the whole thing, he felt sorry for Lynn. After her and Paul's divorce, Justin was all that she had.
Joey was the next to arrive with his wife of 7 months, Linda, and their 1year old daughter, Maggie. Joey hadn't changed much over the years, he still had his mustache and goatee the only difference was, that he let his hair go back to its original dark brown color. Every once and awhile he would put blonde streaks in it, but that was only when he was shooting on the set of his TV show. There was a similar greeting with them, then the former *NSYNCers went off into the backyard to talk.
"You guys felt it too huh?" Joey said as they got into the backyard.
"No, you felt something!?" Josh asked.
"No, that's what I meant . . . I mean, you didn't feel anything either right?"
"No." They all said.
"This is too weird! Chris said.
"He can't be dead. That's the only reason." Josh said.
"Well, we better get back in there and help with the funeral arrangements." Joey said.
"That's already been taken care of."
"When?"
"Last night. Lance and I took care of everything. They're going to have his body laid out for two days. They fixed up whatever body it is that they have and the first wake is tonight at 5, then tomorrow at 12. Then after that it's onto the mass then the burial."
"Why so soon and short?" Chris asked.
"Because of his popularity, we didn't want Lynn and Randall to have to be mobbed with a whole bunch of reminders. We sent a statement out to the press saying that whoever wanted to send their condolences or anything else like that, to send it to a P.O. box that we set up. We made sure that there wouldn't be any television coverage all for Lynn's sake." Lance said.
"That's the best." Joey said.
September 17, 2003
"Here we lay to rest, Justin Randall Timberlake," The minister said with slight sorrow in his voice, "Who in the midst of his life was taken in away in a brief second. God called him to the Heaven for a reason, one we may never know."
Josh, Lance, Joey, and Chris, listened to the words, but knew they weren't real. They knew Justin was still alive, somewhere near. But they didn't know where. As they lowered the coffin into the ground, they could feel the weight of the body that looked so much like Justin's, yet they knew wasn't his. When the coffin was lowered all the way into the grave, Lynn broke down even more. Tears were now flowing down the cheeks of the 4 remaining members of N Sync. The pain of knowing that Justin was still out there, and the burning desire to know the reason he would pull something like this had brought them to tears. As the 4 men consoled Lynn and helped her walk back to their limo, they could feel Justin's presence. As they put Lynn in the limo, they heard a voice say,
"Take care of her, I love you all."
TBC . . .
Oh how I love the cliffhangers! Don't you? Hehehehehe . . . So, any questions, comments, and all that other stuff can be mailed to me at Dtang2000@aol.com.