Disclaimer: I do not own Disney or Yu-gi-oh Zexal.

Matarra: Hiya! This is not exactly a songfic since it has multiple songs and dialogue in between. I'm not sure what to really call it... Musical fic maybe? I don't know.

Misael: Stop monologuing already and get to the fic.

Matarra: Why do you care? This one is about Alit.

Alit: Wait, really? Sweet! Oh yeah!

Matarra: *sweatdrops* I told you about three times. Every time you ran around the house cheering your head off.

Alit: I have a short attention span.

Misael: A.k.a. He's a moron.

Alit: Shut it, Misael!

Matarra: Ok! Monologue's over! Enjoy the musical fic.

Inside a museum's Roman exhibit, a narrator's voice starts speaking.

"Long ago, in the far away land of ancient Rome there was a golden age of powerful beasts extraordinary heroes and greatest and strongest of all these Heroes was the lion-hearted Alioth, or Alit as he preferred to be called. But why does bad things happen to good people? Now, that is what our story..."
"Will you listen to him? He's making the story sound like some Roman tragedy." Thalia, the shortest muse with rounded shape complained.
"Lighten up, dude." Terpsichore cooed.
"We'll take it from here, darling." Calliope reassured the disembodied voice
"You go, girls...

Calliope: We are the muses. Goddesses of the arts and proclaimers of heroes.
Terpsichore: Heroes like Alioth.
Thalia: Honey, you mean Amazingoth! I'd like to make some sweet music-
Calliope: OUR STORY! Actually begins long before Alit. Many Aeons ago... Back when the world was new
A planet called Astral world was beginning to bloom.
And chaos and order lived in harmony!

Thalia: It was a wonderful place!
There was a beginning of a world of peace!
All Muses:Where neither forcewas greater and
both sides were balanced.
And then along came Eliphas.
He banished all souls with chaos in them.
He zapped
Exiled those poor souls to another world
They're trapped
And on his own stopped
chaos in its tracks
And that's the gospel truth
The guy was too type A to just relax

And that was Astral world's racism
Eliphas tamed the world
while still in his youth
Though, honey, it may seem impossible
That's the gospel truth

In Astral World life was neat and
Smooth as sweet vermouth
Though, honey, it may seem impossible
That's the gospel truth

Calliope: But there was a problem. An old foe of a powerful Astral Being named Astral-

Thalia: Really went all out on the creativity on the naming.

Calliope: AS I WAS SAYING! Astral's foe was called Don Thousand. And he was pissed at the banishment.

And if there's one being you don't want to get steamed up
It's Don Thousand, cause he had an evil plan
Thalia: He was the patron of Barian World
But didn't care about the world's inhabitant's
He was as mean as he was ruthless
And that's the gospel truth
He had a plan to shake things up
And that's the gospel truth

"Eliphas will learn his mistake. And he shall pay." Don Thousand growled. He gazed into a black crystal. "Now, what souls to use?" Don Thousand searched the human world for many, many hours. In the end, the crystal showed seven babies. "These seven are destined for greatness. I'll see how what they use it for. It won't matter much, since they won't remember it." Don Thousand gave a long, creepy laugh that echoed across Barian World.

Melpomene: Young Alit was Donny's pawn now
But since he wouldn't be a target until he grew up.
He got to live and laugh
So thank his namesake star
But Astral World
was ranking up in their souls
They didn't notice Barian World's interfering
With the human world

Though Don Thousand's horrid plan
Was hatched before Alit cut his first tooth
The boy grew stronger every day and
That's the gospel truth.

Matarra: So... how was it? I'm going to use mostly songs from Hercules but I might use a few other songs.

Alit: Yahoo! I get my own fic! And it has songs in it! YES!

Vector: *sprays Alit with hydrochloric acid* BWAHAHAHA!

Dumon, Misael, and Matarra: VECTOR!

Dumon: That was totally uncalled for.

Misael: I wanted to get him to shut up.

Matarra: It's his story. I don't want him to have severe chemical burns.

Alit: OWWW! OH, WHY!