Fan Fiction |
by ~nO.9~
Finally. Today was the day.
The moment of truth.
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“Are you ready?” ZhiXiang turned to his boss, his ear-piece tucked securely behind his ear so as to ensure the efficiency of signals coming in.
Jay nodded, pulling his jacket tightly around him. Besides him was Joe, elegantly dressed as always.
“Excited?” Joe cast a brief glance at Jay.
“Mmm…” The corners of Jay’s lips curled up slightly. “You can say that.”
Joe chortled.
“Then let’s go.”
Jay grinned, giving Joe his arm. Joe gracefully accepted and together, they made their way up the stage.
Immediately, as if it was an automatic stimulus, flash bulbs started going off in their faces. The hordes of eager photographers rushed up to the front of the stage to capture the best shots possible of one of the more photogenic couples around in the recent history of Taiwan’s politics.
Out of standard protocol, Jay and Joe stopped to pose next to the raised platform to humor the press’ needs for pictures.
After a round of what Jay judged to be sufficient Kodak exposure, he stepped up to the platform. Immediately, a sudden hush fell upon the previously boisterous media.
“Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. I would like first of all, on the behalf of the National Democratic Party, to thank you for coming to today’s rally. It is expected that the results of the national-wide votes will only start streaming in sometime during the evening. However, it will be my pleasure to field questions from the media before the announcing of the results. It is also a gratification of sorts for me to be able to share this very important day with the press.” Jay paused and looked out at the crowd. “Perhaps, we could start the question and answer segment now.”
A tall shrew looking lady standing at the back raised her hand.
Jay pointed to her and nodded.
“I would like to know how many of the contested 220 seats does the NDP expect to win. Or, putting it in another way, what are the NDP’s goals for tonight?”
Jay received the question smoothly.
“Naturally, the NDP aims to capture as many seats as possible. To put it rather crudely, we are gunning for a major slice of legislature. We want to win, and we want to win big so as to be able to bring forward many of the plans that we had actually marked out for the development of Taiwan as a nation.”
“Can you put a figure to the number of seats the NDP seek to acquire?” The female journalist asked again.
“I would put it at 148. The NDP is fighting over 180 seats and I believe that 148 is a pretty modest number.”
The lady bowed her head.
“The man over there?” Jay gestured to a heavy-set, stocky man standing at the left corner of the hall.
“You mentioned earlier that the NDP wishes to put their plans into action. Can you briefly summarize these objectives?”
“Gladly.” Jay answered easily. “It has always been one of NDP’s top concerns that Taiwan faces a sovereignty crisis……”
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Large crowds were filling up the various sports halls and stadiums used as camps grounds for the various political parties. All across the capital city, the roar of public anticipation built up to a ear-splitting tantrum, the decibels at major political camps already reaching a feverish peak.
Among the die-hard supporters were spectators, who, craving some fast-paced animation to break the monotony of everyday life, turned up in full force together with their families. The whole scene was then made complete with many Taiwanese waving flags declaring their loyalty to a particular party, small children running around with their faces streaked with paint, their young minds oblivious to the political tension boiling all over.
At home, television sets were switched on as the results tumbled in rapidly, one after another. Whoops of cheers and the inevitable groans greeted the newscaster each time the voting results were announced.
For the National Democratic Party, it has been an endless exultant ride. So far, they had already chalked up an impressive 120 seats with another 80 seats yet to be counted. There was nothing to indicate that the night wasn’t going to go their way.
And indeed, the night went splendidly well.
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“And now we would like to announce the result of seat number 131. Widely acknowledged to be an one-sided affair, Mr. Jay Chou has risen to public expectations, winning this seat by an overwhelming land-slide victory. Congratulations to Mr. Chou for garnering a healthy share of 80% of the votes!”
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Raucous cheers erupted from the National Democratic camp.
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Licen smiled.
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Joe smiled.
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And Jay smiled.
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At the very moment when the National Democratic camp was celebrating Jay’s win, Geng Hong was placing a call to Joe’s private line.
The phone rang shrill and loud, piercing the silence of Joe’s empty apartment.
The answering machine kicked in after a full minute of unanswered rings.
“It’s me. There’s been a change of plans. You will now just focus on completing the second part of the job. And there’s a deadline. One week from now. Finish him off or I’ll finish you off.”
Click.
The dial tone went dead.
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My apologies for a rather dry chapter I’m afraid…
Cause I needed to talk about the election and stuff, hence there is less action in this chapter.
Hmm… I was reading my comments the other day and then I realized that the number of comments I get with each chapter is really dismal. It’s quite upsetting, to say the truth. Though I feel that this story is my best yet, perhaps others don’t feel this way. I mean, I don’t write fics just for the comments but hey, I’m an aspiring writer and I believe that a successful writer is someone who is able to draw large numbers of readers. Judging by the number of commentors, I can only conclude that I have miserably failed. Right now, let me thank all the people who have left comments, especially those who I see more than once. People like Kareen, [A]pRiL, sUm^MeR … I really need to say a big thank you. *bows* I am really really grateful that you all have taken time to leave comments and for supporting me. Thank you all so much!
~nO.9~
12 dec 2004 11:55pm