Worlds Collide 2 : A LOTR/GOT Crossover. The Two Towers.

Chapter 15: Sons of the Steward.

When the images had died down. Faramir now saw himself standing in a place he never thought he would be. It was daytime now. And he was in the City of Osgiliath. "Osgiliath?" He asked. "But how? How am I-?"

"Faramir?" Bran asked. He was now standing on the top of a ruined building with Faramir next to him. 

"Bran!" Faramir ran over. He was breathing heavily. "What happened? Why are we in Osgiliath so suddenly? How did we get here?" He asked.

"I don't know." Bran admitted. "But it's because of me." 

Faramir looked stunned. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"I... I can see into the past. It's a power of mine." Bran answered. "When I was in Westeros. I could have this ability to see into the past. As if I'm seeing a Three Eyed Raven. I can see what's going on in the past. The Present. And I think the Future. It's not always something I can control." He explained. 

"That would explain why you're standing." Faramir said. He then looked around. And his sight revealed soldiers in Gondorian armor cheering on the streets. And Faramir looking at his brother, Boromir standing up high above his soldiers and raising his arms, holding the banner of Gondor in his hands. "This was the day that Osgiliath was retaken." He said. "This is not normal..." 

"He looks like Father." Bran said. 

"Who? Boromir?" Faramir asked.

"Yes." Bran answered.

"Boromir! Boromir!" The soldiers cheered. 

Boromir put the flag down and unsheathed his sword. "This city was once the jewel of our Kingdom! A place of light, and beauty and music. And so it shall be once more!" He announced. 

The soldiers all cheered. 

"Let the armies of Mordor know this:" Boromir continued on. "Never again will the land of my people fall into enemy hands!" 

More cheers for the crowd. "This city of Osgiliath have reclaimed...!" Boromir rose his sword again in the air. "For Gondor!" 

"For Gondor!" The crowd cheered.

"For Gondor!" Boromir yelled.

"For Gondor!" The Crowd cheered again. 

"For Gondor!" Boromir yelled. 

The crowd cheered again. 

"That was a great day for us." Faramir said to Bran. But that was when the past version of Faramir went over to Boromir who had climbed down to join his men who were carrying off dead Orcs. 

Past Faramir walked joyfully to Boromir. And both hug laughing. 

"Good speech. Nice and short." Past Faramir commented. 

"Leaves out more time for drinking!" Boromir replied. And both he and his brother laughed. "Break out the ale! These men are thirsty!" He ordered the soldiers. 

And all soldiers didn't need to be told twice. They cheered and Boromir brining two goblets both to him and one to his brother. 

"Good times." Present Faramir laughed. 

"Reminds me of the time when King Robert would visit my Father." Bran said to Present Faramir. 

"Remember today, little brother. Today..." Boromir clinked his goblet with Past Faramir. "...Life is good." 

Both Brothers took a drink. Past Faramir had a smile on his face. Until it dissolved into a frown when he saw something past Boromir's eye. 

"What?" Boromir asked laughing.