Starlight

Chapter Five--Oh no! The final chapter!

The beach was packed with curious folk and fans of Charlie's temporary rock band--Hopelessly Lost. By now, everyone on the island had heard the story of him being in a real band--Driveshaft--before the plane crashed. Almost every single survivor mobbed the beach waiting to watch an exclusive performance by Charlie Pace. This information is what caused Ewan to have a short temper the entire day.

The band huddled in the jungle tuning up their instruments. Only seconds remained until they would step out of the shades of the trees and onto their sand stage. Charlie tried to give an emotionally uplifting speech to his band.

"Alright guys," he said. "We may not be a 'real' band, but as long as we go out there and perform, that's what the people are looking for. So just go out and be yourself." Charlie watched as Ewan smiled to himself when Charlie said "perform". He knew that he an Ewan at least had one thing in common--they both dearly missed performing back home. Charlie suddenly realized he might even be helping Ewan out with this "band" thing.

The three of them stepped out of the jungle and onto the stage. The crowd went wild! Claire was clapping and hopping up and down in the front row. Beside her were Kate, Sun and Jin. Once the crowd calmed down, Ewan took the fake mike they had scavenged for--a rollerhairbrush. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," his precious Scottish accent rang through the salty, island air. "I'm Ewan McGregor--" he paused for a few people to cheer-- "and I'll be on vocals tonight. This is Charlie Pace--" The crowd went crazy, especially Claire. "He'll be playing guitar. And our mate Hurley here is gonna be on our elaborate drum set." The audience both laughed and cheered. "So, let's get this show on the road, eh? We're gonna start with a little song I learned to love very quickly, We All Everybody!"

All throughout the night, Charlie felt his head getting hotter and hotter. Of course, there were no stage lights on this stage; he was angry. Ewan had gotten so caught up in the thrill of performing again that he had stolen the show. This show was supposed to be about the famous Charlie Pace! Why else would he have made sure that word had gotten around about his former band experience before this evening's show? He hung his head and stared at the strings of his guitar as all the girls in the front row watched Ewan.

Charlie had to admit it--Ewan had great charisma and a spectacular voice. He never missed a note. But they could never have two lead singers in their band. No. One of them would have to be a backup singer and Ewan simply wasn't good at anything else.

He watched as Ewan tossed the mike up and caught it. "Thank you, thank you." He did a small bow and Charlie just rolled his eyes. "Alright, it's getting late so I think we're gonna end the night with one of my all time favourites--Champagne Supernova!"

Once the show was finished, Charlie faded back towards the jungle line to put his guitar away. Claire followed him. When she couldn't stand watching Charlie angrily put his stuff away anymore, she said, "You didn't seem to be enjoying yourself."

"I hate that bugger," Charlie blurted.

Claire was shocked at Charlie's sudden bluntness. "Who? Ewan?" she said to quickly.

"The man's a ham! Wouldn't even let me announce anything on the mike! That show was supposed to be about me you know. Me!" He heatedly stuffed his guitar in it's case.

Claire tried to remain calm so that Charlie would as well. "Don't worry about it, Charlie. If you don't want to talk to him about it, I will."

"Oh, I'll talk to him about it," Charlie murmured as he brushed past Claire towards Ewan. He could just overhear Ewan bragging to Laura, one of the survivors. Charlie didn't mind interrupting at all. "Ewan..." he began. "We need to talk."

Laura shot Charlie a strange look as he pulled Ewan to the side. "Ewan?" she questioned softly. But Ewan just smiled at her weakly and turned to Charlie.

"What is it?" Ewan asked innocently.

"You can't... you were... you were hogging the stage mate!" Charlie's anger exploded. "You can't do that. There are three of us, not one! You completely--"

Ewan wanted to run away and find somewhere dark and secret to bawl his eyes out. But he successfully converted his anger from tears to fumes in fear of crying in front of Charlie. "Stop!" he screamed at Charlie.

Charlie made a face as if he had just walked into a pole. "What?" he questioned.

"I was not hamming it up!"

"Oh yeah? Ask anyone in that audience and they'd--"

"Shut it. Just... shut it! You--"

"Oh your telling me to shut it?"

"Stop you two!" Laura interrupted. Then, not wanting to be caught in the fight, she hurriedly walked away.

Charlie and Ewan stared at each other awkwardly. Ewan bit his lip; he could sense the tears coming. His face was completely flushed yet Charlie's was pale as the moon that lit it.

It was Charlie who broke the silence. "If you can't cooperate, I can kick you out of the band," he said harshly.

Inside, these words stung Ewan's heart, but he couldn't let Charlie see that. He stared at the rock star blankly and innocently for a moment--he couldn't help that. Then he recovered with his expected eyebrow raise and asked, "You think you can kick me out of our band? After tonight's show?"

"I think I can," Charlie challenged.

Ewan folded his arms.

Charlie stared him down evilly. "You're not in the band anymore, Ewan," he shrugged. "Now, go."

Ewan wrinkled his nose and scowled at Charlie. He decided he shouldn't argue with Charlie anymore and turned away.

"What do you mean you kicked Ewan out?"

"He wouldn't listen to me, Hurley."

"Dude. He was our star!"

Charlie fell silent once he realized they would never find a singer as enthusiastic as Ewan.

"Who else can sing?"

"I can," Charlie volunteered.

Hurley simply shook his head. "Why don't we just stop the band for a little while?" he suggested.

As much as he loved performing, Charlie agreed. "I think that's a good idea." He patted Hurley on the back and trudged off in the direction of Mr. Eko.

Sun smoothed the dirt with her bare hands. She had loved to garden back home and on the island she had begun to consider her garden a little get away. After the concert, Kate and Jin had left to talk to the band members, but Sun simply felt the need to be alone. The concert had been tiring and she needed to relax again. She let the moonlight brush her face as her fingers brushed the ground. Sun took a deep breath of the outdoor air she loved most.

Suddenly, she cocked her head. She had just heard a sound coming from deep in the dark jungle. It had sounded like an animal cry. Sun dropped her gardening supplies and stood up to follow the sound. She crept further into the jungle, brushing giant leaves and branched out of her way. Eventually, she came upon a small cave. The area around it was shadowy and dark and the inside was even more pitch black. Sun lightly placed her hand on the cold rock and leaned her ears in toward the sound. It was then that she realized it was a human crying.

As the person sobbed and sobbed, Sun crept deeper into the cave. Her hands were cold and shaky just like the air around her. Sun was afraid to speak. She wouldn't want anyone to find her crying her heart out. So, she stood with her back against the cold, damp wall of the cave. She listened to the sniffles and cries of this person's weeping until she remembered they would have to exit the cave sometime. Sun figured she might as well make herself known. "Is anyone there?" she asked softly.

The sobbing stopped immediately and the person took a sharp breath in. "Yes..." a shaky voice replied. Then after a second, "I'm here."

Sun would recognize the melodious, charming voice anywhere after tonight's performance. "Ewan?" she asked just to be sure.

Ewan sniffled and then replied softly, "Yeah."

Sun slowly made her way over to the part of the cave where Ewan was huddled together, his knees cradling his head. He looked up at Sun and the moon shining through a hole in the cave perfectly lit his tear-stained, shimmering profile. Sun gently sat herself down next to him. She tried to keep her surprise hidden--she had never seen a man cry before. "What happened?" Sun asked carefully.

"They kicked me out," Ewan spoke to the cave wall. "I'm not in the band anymore. And I didn't even do anything wrong."

Sun faked a smile. "I'm sure you will get back together. The performance was... great." She was at a loss of adjectives when she spoke English. She could only tell Ewan that the show was spectacular and breathtaking in Korean.

Ewan made a sour face and then sniffled again. "I just hate it here," he said. "I mean... don't you ever think about it? Why us?" He watched Sun expectantly as if she knew. He wanted so badly for her to wrap her arm around him or wipe his tears but she seemed a bit in shock. Sun frowned at him and then stared at the ground. Ewan scooted closer to her.

"I have thought about it," Sun replied. "I guess... it's just the way things are supposed to be." Once again she was at a loss of words.

"Fate?" Ewan's voice cracked.

"Fate." Sun paused for a second and then said, "Maybe fate brought you here for a good reason."

Ewan snarled and didn't even choose to consider it. "My own fate didn't bring me here. Someone else is supposed to be here and I just happened to be on their plane."

Sun smiled. "You have had time to think about it."

As Ewan stared her in the eyes a smile spread across his lips. He blinked the lingering tears off of his eyelashes and widened his smile so that his perfectly white teeth shined. The two of them stayed like that for a while. Sun was often tempted to look away, but whenever she was, Ewan's expression grew warmer. They locked eyes awkwardly at first and were just beginning to feel more at home when the rain came pouring down. Sun jumped and Ewan raised his eyebrows and looked up. He started laughing hysterically when he hand to blink a raindrop out of his eye. Sun joined him in his daft laughter.

"We should go back to the beach," Sun said as they scooted away from the hole in the cave.

"Yeah, yeah, we should." His face drained of colour when he remembered Charlie would be there.

"What?" Sun asked sympathetically.

"Maybe we could stay here a little while longer?"

Sun's eyes sparkled in the starlight as she tried to smile for this poor man. "Mmm... sure."

Awww, what a kind person, that Sun. Anyways, this is the first story with more than one chapter that I've completed on fanfiction so please review. (Any excuse for a review is a good excuse...) I hope you liked the made up Ewan character I've created and maybe even felt sorry for the lad. Please tell me how I did, even if you hate the story.

Well, be ready for the Locke and the Key to come back next month. I think I wanna have Ewan save Kate and that lot from the others. I think he's man enough cough, cough.

Hurley on drums... mwuahaha!

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