Wow, thanks a bunch for all the reviews! It's nice that little swedish me can get so much appreciation for a fic!
Anyway, lets do some reviewers response.
MoonCannon: I always try to make them as long as I can. Thank you, keep reading.
ShimaGenki: Oh, I'll continue for sure. Just scroll down and you'll get chapter four.
xZero84x: Kratos is in this fic, but not right now... Keep your eyes open, he'll pop up when you least expect it.
SiLeNtPzYcHo: Glad you liked it, but watch it, falling off chairs tend to be bad for your back. And Regal isn't on anything :hides prescriptions: Really, he isn't.
KratosFan: Kratos is actually my favourite character in ToS, but I wanted him to have a different role in this fic... You'll have to wait before you find out, though, but not for long...
That's all, thanks a bunch again, keep reading and I'll keep writing.
Disclaimer: I own this game, Namco does too. Our fight isn't over yet!
-Celebrity Insanity- Issue 107-
Name: Zelos Wilder
Age: 22, honey
Weight: 150 Ibs
Occupation: Singer and casanova of the Chosen
Instrument of choice: My lovely voice
Pets: If you consider the gals living in my garden as pets... Hmm, okay.
Favourite possession: Myself, of course.
Last thing you bought: I don't buy, I get stuff.
Favourite band member: Ah, where to begin.. Raine's lovely and all, but she has a hard stick... I'm kind of more leaning towards Sheena, but she's awfully strong.
Favourite Movie: The Chosen Of Tethe'Alla-A Biography
Favourite book: The Chosen Of Tethe'alla- A Biography
What do I do in 10 years: Hmm, maybe I'll have a bigger house, with lots of rooms for all my girlfriends.
Motto: If a girl doesn't like me, she's definately a guy.
-Allright, thanks a bunch, Zelos, see ya later-
Someone knocked on the door. Genis got on his feet, and sneaked towards the brown, wooden door with golden decorations.
"Who is it?" He asked, with his usual girly voice.
"It's the butler. Are you Lloyd Irving?"
"No."
"Fine, I'll give it to you anyway."
"Did a ten foot monster send you?" Genis sharply asked with his hand on his weapon.
"Uh, no sir."
Genis opened the door. A butler dressed in black suit and with a grey, silvery beard gave Genis an envelope.
"What is it?" Genis asked. "Hmm, I'd say it weighs about 114 gram"
"Truly interresting" The butler said, still standing in the door opening.
"You may leave" Genis said, his eyes shining like on Christmas. "A present for me!"
The butler didn't move, he muttered something that Genis could not hear.
"Sir" he said and coughed, his wrinkled face forming a slightly angrier look. "It's common courtesy to give servants money when they deliver something"
"Really?" Genis let his small fingers run over his weapon, which name he couldn't pronounce, and neither can the writer of this fic. "Let's do it this way... STALAGNITE!"
Genis, 12 years old and the cheapest midget on the planet, blew the butler through the ceiling. Then he closed the door and and let out a sinister laugh.
"Well, I guess that solves it" Zelos said. They had all gathered in the restaurant of Altamira. "We just got ourselves the songs we needed."
"But we don't know who wrote them" Sheena said. "And who would send an envelope with songs to Lloyd, and why?"
"Maybe Lloyd sent it to himself?" Zelos suggested.
"Who mails stuff to himself, that..." Genis asked, but stopped in the middle of the sentence. "Uh, the worst thing is that the probability of Lloyd mailing himself is kind of high."
"But they are good, aren't they" Colette said. "Why don't we use them?"
"Hmm." Zelos sat down on his knees in front of Lloyd, who was sitting in a wheelchair (he could walk perfectly, but somehow a wheelchair was more fitting for someone with amnesia)
"Lloyd" He said, and looked Lloyd deep in his eyes. "Did you write these songs?"
"I have no idea, but I don't like you" Lloyd said. "I'd rather spend a day chained to a totempole then with you, annoying person"
"His language has improved" Raine said in Lloyds defense. "But his manners are as bad as ever"
"Quiet, annoying person" Lloyd yelled. "You are inferior being! I BE MIGHTY!"
"Yeah, yeah" Genis said. "Shall we do the songs or not?"
"We have no other choice" Sheena said. "Unless someone writes two better songs today."
"I'll do it!" Raine said, jumping up and down. "I have this amazing idea!"
"Anyone else?" Sheena tried, but everyone shook their heads.
"I'LL DO IT!" Raine screamed. "OH PLEASE, LET ME! LOOK, I HAVE A GREAT SONG HERE..."
Strangely, the whole restaurant emptied within a second.
"Where did everyone go?" She asked the chef that passed by.
"Oh, just follow the cloud of dust and you'll find them"
"Argh!" Raine muttered and clenched her teeth. "This means homework!"
An exciting music plays.
They come walking. In slow motion, of course.
You can see every curl in Zelos hair move slowly from side to side
Every single one of Raine's face muscles forms into a decisive mask.
Regal struggles to keep himself from falling asleep, or so it seems.
Presea is holding a tight grip around her mighty battle ax. She will eliminate those who oppose her.
Sheena of Mizuho, her face is showing no emotion. Her fists are clenched. She will not lose, definately not to that disgusting angel.
Colette, yes. She has wings, and thus, she's the favourite of winning it all.
Lloyd, in a wheelchair that will lower his ability of moving around. But it provides speed, not manuverability. He will crush them.
Genis smiles. He has calculated it all. His chance of winning is 42 . (Or was it 4,2 ?)
They are all readt for IT.
Oh yes, It is time. For the allmighty Race. The Race above all others.
The Altamira Hotel Marathon. A race that has been done for centuries, in the same way.
Who can reach the top terrace of the hotel first, without using the elevators?
Who will come out first through the glass doors, and ring the giant bell to announce victory?
They have all prepared secret weapons, hoping that they would bring victory:
Zelos secret weapon is so secret that he himself knows nothing about it.
Raine has made a map of the hotel, so she knows every shortcut there is.
Regal has the perfect plan. He will fake breathing difficulties, so that the medics are forced to bring him to the terrace so that he can get fresh air.
Presea has her axe. Why not just decapacitate all potential enemies from the start? SHE WANTS BLOOD.
Lloyd has prepared his wheelchair. He wants nothing more than to beat the crap out of the strangers around him, so he has installed a motor on it. His wheelchair is now inofficialy TWFW (The World's Fastest Wheelchair) and goes over 25 km/h.
Sheena has rigged all corridors with smoke grenades. Smoking!
Genis has sprinkled water on all floor surfaces. All he needs to do is an Icicle, which would turn it all into a slippery ice-skating course! MWAHAHAHA! He wears special shoes with spikes underneath, so that he can take full advantage of it.
Colette. She has her red hammer. She will crush first best window, and fly up from the outside.
Those are the eight people that will compete in this years Altamira Hotel Marathon.
The prize is unknown, but it's probably good.
Let us begin!
"Haha, I'm sorry my voloptous hunnies, but I'm going to win!" Zelos said, and struck a pose. They were all standing in the lobby, just waiting for the hotel manager to signal the start.
"Shouldn't we practice instead of fooling around?" Sheena said. "We're playing tomorrow!"
"Oh my beloved Sheena, you are correct" Zelos said, and grabbed her hand. "Consider this a warm up for tomorrow"
"Let go of my hand, you pathetic freak!" Sheena yelled. "I'm going to beat you so hard! You ain't going up to the first floor, I'll crush you before you even reach the stairs..."
She had a murderous look on her face, and Zelos giggled nervously.
"Ooh, I like strong women"He mumbled, sweating. He wouldn't survive for a minute against Sheena. "Someone interrested in changing places? Someone? Anyone? Please?"
The elevators had been shut down, so the only option was the stairs. There were four sets of stairs on each floor, four ways to get up. The goal was the terrace, and the first one to ring the bell there would be announced as winner.
"You annoying persons! I will win!" Lloyd said, holding the wire that would start his engine. "You are inferior beings! I be Lloyd from Zotorg!"
They were ready. This years Altamira Hotel Marathon would be one to remember.
5...
The contestants are getting ready...
4...
Regal tries to keep himself from falling asleep.
3...
Raine finishes reading her book, while Genis is exploring the insides of his nostrils.
2...
Colette takes out her wings and Lloyd starts his engine.
1...
Zelos throws an anxious look on Sheena. She looks dangerous.
0...
BANG!
The 76th Altamira Hotel Marathon had begun.
Read and review, my fellow reviewers. Yep, that is the blue button you're going to press. Who is going to win the Altamira Hotel Marathon? And a dark secret about Presea is revealed...
If you read chapter 5, you will find out about it all. Take care!