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Post by Ruby S. on Jan 17, 2008 16:55:15 GMT 8
Title: What Conquers All? Type: Band Fiction (Bryan, Mark, Shane, Nicky & Kian) Version: Re-write 2008 (Original 2001-2002 on EFG - Westlife-News :: site no longer exist) Special Pairing? None, written pre-Westlife marriages & Bryan was still in the group. No. of Chapters: 1 (Current), 45 (Original) Warning(s): None (written for public/general reader) Language: English (Original; English) Author Note: This is the re-write version, naturally, it's longer than my old n00bish version. It was written back when Westlife members were still single (Well, Nicky was still dating Georgina - now he's married to her, duh!). Original character's names changed since I don't want any conflict. I chose to re-write this upon a couple of my friend's request. Excuse some grammar/spelling error. My BETA reader is out sick... Nah, she's busy, I rather not bother her. I'll post this by chapters, once a week maybe, the whole story is currently in re-writing process, chapter numbers and length may change if I suddenly get shower by ideas. Others: Oh yeah, this is not my only story that's in re-writing process, I have a Shane, Kian & Bryan fictions I'm thinking to bring out of the box. The three fictions were never publish online - at least no entirely. Only my close friends had read most of it.
Copyright & Disclaimer: The story is originally written by me under the name "Ruby Sahimi", re-posted several times under; Ruby, Ruby_Egan, Ruby_Real, RubyS, etc. Currently posted only on Westlife In Asia. Re-posting this fiction on any other site without my knowledge or permission is strictly prohibited. I've only posted this fiction any name variation that contains "ruby" in it.
Of course, I don't own Westlife (I wish lol), nor any of the song they've ever recorded, sing, write, etc. Original characters are of my own imagination, though I do borrow some traits from my friends and their names - I've changed at least 60% of the character names.
This fiction was written for my friends, re-written again for my friends, and tribute to Westlife who in a lot of ways had given me a shot at a better life.
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Post by shayne on Jan 17, 2008 17:38:55 GMT 8
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Post by Ruby S. on Jan 17, 2008 17:41:33 GMT 8
Sorry, I'm editing the post, so it's slow... I'm posting in like 5 minutes... Sorry.
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Post by shayne on Jan 17, 2008 17:43:14 GMT 8
lol. no problemo
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Post by Ruby S. on Jan 17, 2008 17:46:42 GMT 8
Chapter 1
Characters: Bryan, Kian, Nicky, Mark, Shane & Anto. Word Count: 1370 Words. Original: 270 Words.
The year had come to past, it was an unbelievably great year for Westlife. They were well received with their very first album, hitting back to back number ones in several charts in Europe as well as in Asia. It was more than just a dream come true as the five young lads continue to venture into the crazy world they thought that would only remain a dream if it had not been for a little bit of luck and a whole load of talent. They had more than just proven themselves as they travel the world together, promoting their music and enjoying the life of which they had chosen and wouldn’t want to have it any other way. After their first success, Westlife had quickly thrown themselves back to work, recording their second album which they are now on tour to promote; Coast to Coast.
Four young men sat around a moderate level room, each seated on different corners; on a chair, on the bed, on the floor and one with his back against a plain wall. All the four young men was with similar yet different features which distinguish them from one another. The four member of Westlife; Nicky, Mark, Kian and Bryan, each busying themselves with their own menial task as or simply chatting over the phone, calling home as much as they could. Money to pay for the high cost of call is no object, after their early success, the young men could pride themselves as well as spending their hard earned cash. Occasionally the four would exchange look at each other, as if anticipating an event to occur anytime soon, but neither bother to move from their position and continue with their own world.
“Nicky!” A booming voice of a weary looking man send three of the four looking towards him. Anto, the tour manager, compare to the four young men already in the room, he looked older and more mature than the four young men he was put in charge to. The young man named Nicky he was addressing completely ignored him. He was busy talking on the phone with a very serious expression drawn on his face. Anto let out a very frustrated sigh, pushing his hands which he had somewhat braided together trough his hair and stop on top of his head. He watched the young man called Nicky continue to speak on the phone. “Hang up the phone, now.” He added, putting a stress in his sentence, expecting Nicky to do as he was told so they could leave the place and head for their destination.
The other three; Mark – pulled a baseball cap over his head, scrambling to his feat, leaving the empty wall behind him as he got up joining his two friends, Kian who had left his chair after putting away his phone back into his pocket – he clearly doesn’t need to be told twice. Bryan slowly leave the comfortable bed he was laying on, and he too join Mark and Kian who looked like they were ready to leave but had been hold back, they didn’t say a word other than fooling around with one another as usual as Bryan approached them walking like a Frankenstein. The three; Kian, Mark and Bryan was more than willing to leave Anto to persuade Nicky to quickly move so that they could be on their way.
The door swung open, an average height guy with dark hair enter, wearing a confused look on his face as he watched his friends and Anto looking grim as if death had come knocking on his door. “What’s the craic?” He asked in complete bewilderment. He, unlike the rest of the band, wasn’t completely oblivious of the fact that they would soon be running late if Nicky didn’t quickly move and head out like they had planned some fifteen minutes before, still, he required some answer as he wasn’t sure if that was the cause. Anto didn’t ask Shane’s question, instead, he tapped on his wristhingych. It doesn’t take Shane long to figure out the meaning of the gesture, but he did took his time to act upon it.
Suddenly. “Hey! What did you do that for?” Nicky said irritated, as his mobile phone was snatched away by Shane. He looked straight at his friend, demanding an explanation but Shane didn’t give him the pleasure of any answer, instead he turned to answer the call. “Sorry Gina, we’re running late as it is, Nicky will call you back later.” He said to the person on the other end of the line before cutting the line and turning it off. He tossed the phone back to Nicky lightly and turned to join the rest of the band, but, not before giving Nicky a cynical smile, who looked crossed by the act.
Anto, not wanting to be delay much longer, quickly motion towards where Nicky was seated and pull him off the seat even as Nicky threw an obvious protest look. Knowing he had no choice but to get moving as his friends had went ahead of him – with Mark, Kian and Bryan left the moment Shane entered the room. Nicky pull his own strength and started to arrange his steps out of the room. “I was beginning to think I’d have to carry you there.” Anto said sarcastically, only to receive a daggering glare from Nicky who hadn’t been pleased to be interrupted in such manner which Shane had display earlier. He shoved his phone into his pocket as he walk out the room, half dragging his feet.
Mark watched the numbers of floor on the elevator changes as it went up by floor, he could see, even when he appeared to be concentrating on the numbers, that Kian was back on his phone, pressing the buttons on it and Bryan was leaning close to the wall in between two elevators – yawning, expressing his boredom rather than his exhaustion. “Where are there?” Mark asked suddenly. Bryan was quickly snapped out of his act of falling asleep while he was standing and Kian quickly put his phone away. Three pairs of eyes turned to greet the newcomer; Shane.
The question goes unanswered, at least by mere words and Shane didn’t even bother to reply it. He simply pointed towards the direction he came from when he stopped in front of the three. The three pairs of eyes darted, looking over Shane and saw Nicky and Anto walking towards them; Nicky in front, looking reproachful while Anto whom was only a step behind him look completely indifferent. “What’s wrong?” Kian leaned closer to Mark and whisper. His two brow ceased into one as he watched the two approaching. “Don’t know.” Mark replied, his guess was as good as Kian’s. The two turned to Shane for an answer but he was saved by the bell as the elevator door opens behind Mark.
Shane walked passed the three easily, even when Mark appeared to be in his way, he was the first into the empty elevator, holding it for the rest, gesturing that they should enter or they would be force to wait for yet another elevator to come up. Mark and Kian quickly change a look while Bryan entered without much protest, but the two soon quickly follow Bryan’s step. “I think I’ll take the stairs.” Nicky said awkwardly. No comment was made from any of the other young men already abroad in the box shaped elevator. They were well aware of Nicky’s fear of elevators that at times become their source of humor if not for Anto’s exasperated look.
“No you don’t.” Anto said as he pushed Nicky into the elevator. He doesn’t have much time for any games. Bryan pulled up a mischievous smile as the door closes but, his smile faded as soon as Anto threw him a look. “What?” He said, trying to sound innocent as he knew that Anto had him numbered. Anto didn’t answered, his eyes were already on the number of floors display as it decrease, the elevator was quiet until they reach the level they were heading and head out to the direction of a waiting vehicle without much trouble.
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Post by shayne on Jan 19, 2008 8:51:44 GMT 8
aaaw i can imagine how they used to look.. with the funny hairs, young faces and everything!
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Post by Ruby S. on Jan 22, 2008 21:24:52 GMT 8
Heheh... I'm trying my best to bring back all the memories of the glorious days of which I am still very fond of. Chapter 2 due in a couple of days and probably shorter than the first... Ahhh... 44 Chapters to go = 44 Weeks... Yikes! It'll take till Christmas before the story is finished xD
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