The Monster bowed down to the amazingness of Rhydian and via a telepathic link was taught Kung Fu, Shaolin Animal techniques, the Duck, the Monkey, the Bunny and the Horse and Kangaroo.

The Monster was ready for battle.

Rhydian found that he could hurdle across t he monster, another one which looked just like the Trout. This trout has fire coming out of its seemingly beautiful mouth.
Blood was dripping from its claws, metal claws which were
tweleve inches long.
OMG thought Rhydian, as he does, I must use my telepathic powers to mesmerise this monster.
Rhydian started to sing; the monster closed it mouth and began to sway with the voice in time with the music.
As the song got faster, the monster began to sway faster, and faster, and faster, it emptied it voka all over the larger monster swaying next to it. The sway ed and suddenly it becam to much for them and they fell. Moster cannot once down get up.
However, there was a dragoon of lulu flying dragon flies, metalic, giant ones as big as a came flying towards him. This was the end they were ready to inject Rhydian with the pioson so deadly it would kill in a second.
OMG, said Rhydian, as he does, I am lost this time they can fly I cannot.
Rhydian thought he could not fly, Whooosh Rhydian was flying........................................

Oh forgot to say it was pitch black when he started flying

BUMP this up

Rhydian flew across the land and saved the world.

SO the world was saved until this night (because it was saved, so we didn't need to update), when some bloke somewhere, decided, to buy a WestLife cd...

This set course a chain of events.

Louis Walsh returned, The trout returned...

The war was looming but Rhydian was having breakfast. What now?

Louis Walsh had created a new army. The 7 armed UK binge drinking Statistic - Louis Walsh's target market.

The Statistic rose, and on doing so fell and exposed the delicate underbody which was bloated.

Rhydian ran to the u nderbelly and with his finger, his mighty rhhydian all poserful finger, struck the deadly blow.

Louis did not realise that Rhydian had that power, he thought that the the Satistic would have down Rhydian. No Rhydian will live to fight another day.

However crasling.hidden in the depths of the back of beyond, a noise similar to that of a slapping fish swishing its way through the undergrowth.
It was .................................................................

The undergrowth surrounding Rhhyd was composed of metal nettles.

Rhydian decided enough was enough and he needed to regroup. The statistic was awful. The Police presence could not control the statistic due to the elevated evollution Louis Walsh controlled by the stool rising key changes from West life records. The evolution increased the number of arms the binge drinking statistic had and therefore, increased conumption of beer and such products.

Rhydian felt he had to stop this, but how - he went to a buddhist monastery in Madrid.

Is there any new fan fiction knockign around?

ASked reading for fan fiction. The scriber of such artifcacts stroopery, was busy with the works of marketing, therefore could not aid individuals with the new powerful fanfiction.

ssssszzzzhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

ssssszzzzhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

went the Spanish monks.



went the Scottish monks, who were rapidly thrown into the sea

Rhydian was in the zone. He was where he needed to be. His powers were concentrated. He could now do anything. He lifted his arm up, and hummed a few notes from "You Raise Me Up".

To his surprise he suddenly discovered he was no longer standing on the floor but suspended in the air.

He hummed Somewhere. Where would he go now?

Suddenly he found himself raised up and he was Somewhere.

He was on stage with a leprechaun and an elf. All around him there was silence, an expectation that something was about to be said.

He paused for several days. Christmas had happened and remembered it all ..

Rhydian stirred - as if from a trance. How had he got here?

But he knew what he had to do - he was a man with a mission. He took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, opened his mouth and .........

...cried with all his might:

"A song! A song! My kingdom for a song!"

And at that moment, all was silence.

Apart from a small midget with a bag of sainsburys shopping in his hand. He spoke "eeeh rhydian mee lad, flippety dee flippety doo... I have a song which will defeat all evil, evil minor evils... it be the within the box of Christmas delights by Rowntrees macintosh!!"

Rhydian raised one finger and his magic yellow Tonka truck appeared - he flew off into the distance with his army of sex ladies in the back of the Tonka Truck.

Oh said Rhydian this is really interesting but where is my Tonka Truck.

He was unable to say more he was ................................

lying on a sun-lounger in Mexico.

This was the first time he'd been allowed to be exposed to any browning influence, since Mr Pearly White Gnashers had decided that he was to be the new Snow Man.

Just then a shadow fell across him. He was annoyed .. couldn't he be left alone for once. He opened an eye, irritated. To his surprise, there was David Beckham.

"Rhydian, I just wanted to thank you for your inspiration. With my new hair-style inspired by you, I have been on the front page of every newspaper. Without you I would have been forgotten forever."

Rhydian gave a nod to David, he always liked to be polite to his fans.

David said to him I have always wanted to play Rugby. Rhydian said well it is easy really just follow me. Dear David.