So, I totally read Twilight, and now I'm hooked on it like a fangirl, and considering I'm NOT a fangirl, it's a bit creepy.
As I've reread this story, I'm noticing that I don't write like most authors. Generally you can see the similarities among their different stories, but with me I change styles all the time to fit the story's mood. Want an example? Read the prologue of "Albus Severus and the Violet Eyed Girl." (a/n *future* ORRRRR Better yet read 'What if Life was a Fanfic?' I think that writing style is actually similar to this story's style, just more elaborate, but I do have a point about my seriously altered writing styles... s'like I'm bipolar or something lolz.) I'm trying to add a more descriptive style to this story though, not as deep as the Harry Potter story, which I'm not going to start writing until this one is finished, but there's some general knowledge for you. (a/n from future... that one is SERIOUSLY put on halt for awhile!!!)
Enjoy!
Peach watched as the last shimmery rays of what was the waiting room disappeared. Daisy, barely a glimmer left, was putting her hands together in hope. Out of nowhere, something caught Peach's eye. A shadow, hardly more than a few feet long, glided past Daisy. Peach blinked her eyes to see if they were playing tricks on her, but before she even batted an eye the waiting room vanished. Now she was left standing in a full blown stadium.
Peach had been the last to arrive. All three of the other opponents were posed for battle. Agile Kirby prepared to jump. Alien Ness had his yo-yo at the ready. Strong and speedy Falco stood with such tranquility that a Buddhist monk would be jealous; clearly he did not expect this to be much of a fight.
The rules of the tournament spread through Peach's mind as she placed her feet in the form a right angle. The first round of the tournament would be different than the rounds that would commence afterwords. Each match was timed for two minutes. During those two minutes the opponents would gain points based on their performance. Each time the opponent was knocked out, he or she lost 50 points. There was no limit to the amount of times one could be knocked out, and no one could have a total of negative points. After all of the matches were finished, the opponents were divided in half based on points. If Peach was in the top half, she, along with everyone else in that half, would be allowed to advance onto the next round. From there she would fight one-on-one matches, two lives each, until either she lost or she defeated the last remaining person. If that were to happen, she would be announced the winner.
Peach narrowed her eyes and positioned her body in a fighting stance. Sweat began to gather on her brow as adrenaline pumped through her veins. Every nerve was prickling, but she remained calm. From the audience's point of view, it appeared as though she was as collected as Falco, but inside her heart was pounding, each beat a screaming banshee in her ear.
"...GO!"
The audience went crazy with delight as the first match of the tournament began. Kirby and Ness jumped forward into the middle of the battlefield. Peach ran to her left in an attempt to avoid Kirby's aerial attack. Glancing back she watched as he morphed into a brick and fell on top of Ness. She turned around and built up power for a few moments, then swung her golf club down onto both of them. She glanced at her wrist bracelet. Every opponent wore one. There was a small screen on it that displayed the amount of points you earned... or lost. She had just enough time to watch it rise slightly before she focused her attention back on the battle.
Kirby swung around and opened his large mouth. She felt herself being sucked in for a moment, when suddenly all three of them were hit from another powerful aerial attack. Peach skidded to the ground and looked up to see Falco landing. In one fluid movement he moved his body and ran towards Ness. They endured in battle.
Thud! Peach was knocked to the ground by a blow to her head from Kirby's hammer. Scolding herself for not paying attention, she stood and threw a white plant at him. He threw up a shield, blocking the attack. Peach ran up and slapped him once, twice, three times. Kirby leaped up and swung down with a sword. She jumped and avoided the attack.
Back and forth it went like this. Attack, avoid, run, attack, etc. Briefly Peach would stop for a second to think about her predicament. It was quite amazing to her that she could be such a kind person and yet such a fierce fighter on the battlefield. Each time she stopped she would shake her head and return to the present moment, not allowing herself to get distracted.
She was constantly aware of the small beeping that occurred every time her score raised or lowered. She began to exhaust, but she didn't let it show. Building up an attack, she threw up a spinning punch.
Bam! Peach heard the far off yell of Kirby as he was thrown out of the stage and knocked out. A look of triumph appeared on her face. Her wrist bracelet went crazy as fifty points were added. She spun around to choose her next target and had only seconds to take in the sight of a blue laser speeding towards her before it hit.
Beep beep beep! Peach's hopes lowered at the sound of points being lost. Summoning as much pure will as possible she sprinted towards Falco. He shot out another laser, but this time she was ready. She gleefully watched the look of shock on his face as she bent her legs and sprung into the air...but never came down. Falco faltered as he glanced around him, hesitating for a few seconds and giving Peach the opening needed. She used her hovering ability to speed past him, then she let herself drop and swung out for an attack from behind.
Falco, however, was quick to respond. With as much speed as he could muster he grabbed a small metal object from his attire and kicked it backwards at her, forcing her back a few feet. He then knelt and shot out with such a force she didn't have enough time to see him move. A painful blow landed on her cheek.
Beep beep beep!
Falco then once again grabbed an identical small object and kicked it towards her. Impulsively she counterattacked, sending it back at him with full force. She had just enough time to enjoy the surprised look on his face just before he endured a painful looking hit to his chest. Falco, now thoroughly annoyed, refused to hold back any longer. Peach recoiled as he stood and covered his body in flames.
"Hiyaaaaa!" he screamed, and then his body shot forward. Peach had no time to think. She quickly conjured up a bubble shield and held steady, praying that the force of the uproarious attack wouldn't shatter it. Falco flew by, damaging the shield (but thankfully not Peach.) The moment he flew past her Peach deactivated the shield. She spun and slapped him hard thrice and would have landed a fourth had Falco not leapt back and landed on his hands, then shot backwards once more in an attempted dodge. Seeing that he was at a safe distance he began to run away in order to fight easier prey.
WHAM!
Peach yelped out as Ness threw his electric yo-yo at her. As she prepared to fight him she glanced at the timer on the scoreboard. She felt her stomach drop as she realized that there were only twenty seconds left. Peach whirled around and ensued the most intense battle between her and Ness imaginable.
Beep beep beep!
"Aaaaaaaaagh!" Ness yelled as he was sent flying from the arena. Peach hmphed triumphantly.
"TIME'S UP!" yelled a voice. Peach felt her molecules being separated as she and the other opponents were transported back to the waiting room. When every bit of her was firmly back in place Peach confidently stepped off of the platform and turned to look at the mini electronic scoreboard in the room as the crowd outside went crazy, already having seen the scores displayed on the giant screen outside.
"Yes!" she punched her hand in the air. Her final score was 182, a very decent score, and more than enough, she imagined, for her to qualify for the next round. She waited til the others had left the room, and then she read their scores. Ness had finished with 43. Peach felt a twinge of pity for the poor boy, but he was young and had the rest of his life to train. Kirby finaled at 119, which was very nice considering that she had knocked him out, though she felt that she had only managed it with luck, and that he had to battle with Falco. Then she glanced at Falco's score. He had finished with...
Peach stifled a gasp. Falco had come out of the battle with a final score of 354! He had nearly doubled her score! She wondered how she had managed to keep up with him. He must have totally obliterated Ness. Peach shook her head in awe.
It didn't matter. She was in the standings, and it was time to celebrate! Cheering for herself, Peach ran out in the direction of the cafeteria. She grinned at the conversation they had had earlier.
"Good luck, I'll see you afterwords!" Daisy said.
"Aren't you staying to watch?" Peach asked curiously.
"I'm sure it will be lovely, but..." Daisy was interrupted by a loud gurgle coming from her stomach.
Peach rolled her eyes playfully. "You can't wait two minutes before cramming your stomach?"
Daisy lightly punched her in the arm. "Hey, give me a break princess! I skipped breakfast to meet you here. Besides, I have to be energized for my match, too."
"Oh all right, if you must."
Daisy smiled, then her face fell slightly. "It's all right if I go, right? I'm sorry, maybe I should stay and watch-"
"No no, it's perfectly fine. A princess must stay healthy and alert!"
"Oh dear, whatever shall we do if she doesn't? The world will be doomed!"
Peach chuckled. "Aren't I supposed to be the one saying that to you?"
Peach shook her head, then stepped into the large vicinity. Surprise met her eyes when she didn't spot Daisy right away.
"Maybe she's in the rent room..."
But it was not to be. Peach shook her head at the hollow area and decided to return to the cafeteria, just in case Daisy had returned.
Of course, when she entered the room, it was empty.
She heard a noise behind her. "Daisy?" Peach called out, but it wasn't Daisy, it was Mario and Luigi. They were prattling back and forth as they prepared to get a bite to eat. "Mario!" Peach called out in delight; surely he would know where Daisy was.
Mario straightened up instantly and looked up to meet Peach's eyes. "Peach!" he yelled back, delighted to see her.
"Mario," Peach began, running to catch up to them as they waited, "would you happen to know where Daisy went?"
Mario shook his head, then shrugged his shoulders. "I'm-a sorry."
"That's all right," Peach said, pecking him quickly on the cheek, "thanks anyway." Peach watched a blush creep its way onto Mario's face with a mischievous grin.
The next ten minutes or so Peach spent running ragged around the stadium building trying to find Daisy. It shouldn't have been this hard to find her, after all, the stadium buildings were exceptionally empty today, what with the tournament and all. Peach furrowed her eyebrows and had neared the point of giving up when suddenly she witnessed a flash of chestnut hair disappear around the corner. Hopes rising, Peach ran after it. When she turned the corner she stopped and raised her hand, about to yell for Daisy, but only witnessed another small glimpse of brown as the character ran through a door that Peach had never noticed before. Huffing once at her predicament, Peach ran up to the door. There was a sign on it that read "Maintenance, select personal only." Peach hesitated before reaching for the knob, but to her annoyance she found it to be locked.
"Hey, what are you doing?" yelled a voice Peach didn't recognize. She froze and turned her head to watch as a staff member strode in her direction. "That's select personal only, can't you read?"
Peach relaxed her body in an attempt to calm herself. She lowered her eyelids and, ever so slowly, turned to face the gruff man. Keeping her hands together, she raised them to her chest and looked up at him with the most innocent look she could handle.
"Why, I'm so so sorry, was I doing something wrong, sir?" The man took a step back, eyes wide, in embarrassment. He reached his hand to the back of his neck and the corners of his lips twitched into a smile.
"I apologize ma'am, s'not my orders, ya know, but I'm obliged to inform you to not enter."
"I wasn't doing anything wrong! I'm not a bad girl," Peach informed, pouting her lip, her eyes kitty-cat wide. The man chuckled nervously. "I was only curious!" she said.
"Hey," he said in an attempt to soothe her, "if it were up to me I'd let you in anytime, but as my orders are-"
"Oh would you?" Peach asked enthusiastically, bringing her hands together to her cheek and turning so that her face was inches away from his, "I just want a little peek!"
The man's face turned red. "I-I'm afraid that against-"
"I'd only be in there for an itty-bitty while, promise!" she begged, her eyes twinkling, "I'll come right out afterwords and never ever enter again!"
The man stroked his stubble of a beard, trying to decide. "Wellllll....I guess one peek wouldn't hurt..."
"Marvelous!" she yelled, throwing her hands into the air. "I'm going to tell all my friends about you! I can't wait to inform them!"
The man slicked back his hair. "It's no big deal, really." He took out a key from his back pocket.
"Oh, but it IS a big deal!" she coaxed as he turned the key in the doorway. When he turned his back to her she silently gagged to herself. It wasn't that she believed the man to be gross or anything (after all, she was dating a plumber!!!), she just found the idea of courting anyone who wasn't Mario to be, quite honestly, repulsive.
The man muttered to himself as the door began to give him trouble opening. Peach gulped slightly, hoping this wouldn't ruin her chances, but sighed in relief as the door opened. Sighed a little too much, as the man's eyes flashed in her direction.
"Why thank you SO much!" she kept her mouth running, hoping to distract him from her eagerness. She peeked inside. There was nothing remarkable, just a dark stone hallway leading in one direction to her left. "Why, it's simply FABULOUS! Like something out of a storybook!"
"Ok, you've had your peek," he said with shifty eyes, hoping that no one would see. Peach was hoping herself that her luck would hold as she tried to think of a way beyond the door.
"Oh, but can't I have a look inside?"
"I don't really think-"
"Pleaaaaase?" she asked, she feinted tripping and the man caught her. She could see his face absolutely burning. She smiled coyly. "It wouldn't be such a big deal for a brave and handsome man such as yourself, would it?"
He smiled gruffly. "Well, ok, you get five minutes, nothing more. Anything further and I'm coming in there personally to get you out. If you get caught it's on your own head. Understand?"
"Oh absolutely!" she said, breaking free from his grasp and preparing to dash down the hallway. She watched him frown, perhaps regretting his decision with her non reluctance to get away from him. Without anything else to say, she turned around, cocked her head, waved and said, "Bye!"
He nodded. She waited for him to close the door, but with a shiver she realized that he was planning to do no such thing. Biting her lip she turned and walked, her stride a little quicker than she would have liked, until she reached the corner a few yards away and turned out of sight. There she paused and listened to hear if he would follow or not. The door closed, and silence enveloped the room. Unsure of what to think, she pressed her body against the wall. The cold hard stone tickled her bare arms. Slowly, she peeked her head around the corner.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips. The man was gone. She slumped onto the ground, suddenly realizing how foolish her actions were. She wasn't even entirely certain that it was Daisy she was chasing, anyways. Despite her actions, a childlike grin slithered onto her face and she chuckled. She couldn't BELIEVE what she'd just done! Flirted with a man just to go exploring! This was the type of action she would have expected from Daisy, not herself, not that Daisy was a big flirt or anything, just exceedingly stubborn and assertive.
Peach stood and began to travel down the hallway. Running was useless, by now Daisy would be too far ahead, and Peach would only become worn out. So, she decided to walk instead.
Her shoes echoed loudly against the walls. Peach, hoping to be as discreet as possible, slipped them off and planted her feet on the freezing stone floor. She began to examine her surroundings.
The hallway seemed to never change, other than the few random twists that it took. Four bare stone walls snaked their way along the tunnel, becoming less and less structural and more bumpy and wild with each step she took. After a minute or two of traveling Peach stopped and crossed her arms. Clearly she was getting nowhere.
The walls by now were a jumbled hodgepodge of bumps and ragged edges, as if the tunnel had never been touched by human hands. Peach examined them, a curious look in her eyes. Why was this hallway here in the first place? It seemed to be pointless, almost as if it was placed here by accident. She didn't bother to wonder why Daisy might have entered this strange place; she was always poking her head into odd areas. Peach DID wonder how Daisy managed to enter the room when it had been locked in the first place, however, but could think of no plausible explanation.
She shuffled a few steps forward and took a final turn. A dead end stared her down not twenty yards ahead. Peach was instantly filled with questions. Hadn't she seen someone enter this hallway? There was no place for anyone to have gone but forward, and surely she would have noticed if anyone had turned around and walked past her. There was simply no explanation. Peach shook her head in wonder and traveled forward without thinking about why. Just before she reached the end she felt an invisible force surround her. The air became heavy and it wound itself around her body like a ribbon being wrapped around her arms and her waist, as well as the rest of her figure. The invisible ribbon tightened itself on her and she felt her molecules split away from each other. Too late she realized that she had ran into a multi-dimension portal and was being transported to another world.
SUSPENSE!!!!!!!
So, it turns out that schoolwork occupies a lot more time than I would like, and I may not update as often as anyone would like anymore... at ALL. Thank goodness for winter break, I wrote this chapter in a day or two. Only problem is that I happened to lose my blue binder that held all of the song music and titles in order for beauty and the beast. Oh, sure, I always kept it stashed underneath my bed alongside my black hole, always in the same place and always findable, but all of a sudden one day it was oh so much trouble and wasn't good enough for picky me, because I was stricken with a fear that I wouldn't find the binder one day. So good ole' brilliant me decided to place it in a place where I would never forget where it was, why I was stricken with this idea I will never know, and as fate would have it I can't remember where that place was. So I've nearly torn my room apart. After awhile of searching and exhausting all ideas, I've decided to leave my room and its near death experience alone, much to its relief, and instead search all day long on the internet, typing till my fingers fall off, until I find a reliable website with the complete list of songs and what-not. Ok, well, maybe not all day long, maybe for like, fifteen minutes, but so what!
Anyways, with that said, I apologize to my eager fans, but my schedule being what it is I can't get to this as much as I would like, that and the fact that there are four computer loving people in my house and only one computer. Ok, duplex. I would have asked for a laptop for Xmas, (Happy holidays, btw!) but my family is poor enough as it is....sooooo.............................
Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It came out better than I expected.
Good news! It's been about fifteen minutes exactly (creepy....) and I found a reliable list with all of the songs, playoffs and everything included! Well, that's just swell. I gave up on searching the countless websites and decided instead to name the first few songs in the search engine, and wha-la! Yayyyyyyyyyy....
MORE GOOD NEWS FROM THE FUTURE! I found my binder.
Enjoy!