Snow: Now, that would seem like a nice idea to me if there wasn't the bad feeling of likely throwing up during it. The fact that this feeling occurs to me despite being blessed with a sturdy stomach doesn't really help calm either.

Doc: well look over some facts shall we? We know nothing happened between all of us, and juding by the lab*quickly runs in and examines it*…I'd say we just got drunk out of our minds and said a bunch of stuff at most. come on it'll be fun.
Val:… I'll watch.
Doc: really?
Val:well part of me wants to know what I all did the other half wants to know what I'm like when drunk.(not to mention what you 2 are like)
Doc: I have a couple cables for the camera to hook up to the tv just give me a moment to find them.
Val:and I'll get started on breakfast.

pico:(today is the day…and i will win)*smiles* todays gonna be a great day!

Mia:*pulls him in for a kiss* no doubt. also good morning Mr. competetor.

pico:well good mourning to you to miss cheerleader*pico then kisses mias cheek*

Jasmine: morning to both of you. *brings out a hearty breakfast for 2* are you ready?

pico:im syched! i cant wait to finally show off my new skill!

Jasmine: well first thing's first*snap*
Pico:(I feel funny)*Riiiip!* …*looks over himself*I'm normal again.
Mia: *smiles*well of course you didn't think I'd leave us like that forever, did ya?

pico:i admit i was skeptical…*ears start to twitch*is Ann..sleeping on my couch?

Jasmine: she passed out after the pie. Also master Mia and I made something for you for the tournament.*snaps her fingers and a gi appears over pico* Do you like it?

pico:*looks at the gi from top to bottom the gi was darkblue with a red belt*i..i love it*hugs Jasmine and Mia*you 2 are the greatest

Snow: *during watching the footage* Well, I still like the idea of cameras that can record happenings that already passed. So many fine lost moments, all regathered!
Val: Hey look! Seems like I'm about to say something important. (Oh gosh, this is so embarrassing, but at the same time so damn funny!)

Mia: well your a great boyfriend pico.
Jasmine: and a great master.
Ann:*wakes up and looks around* ooh right the tourny is today! I got to get the serum from doc.
*in snow's office after Val's ending statement*
Val:*embarassed and in disbelif*…I can't believe I said that. you know I would never, *looks around* really concider that right?
Doc: I dunno. you seemed pretty determined. the question is are you going to stand by it?
Val:…
Snow:well?
Val: I'll think it over, right now I need to go down.
Doc: ooh good Idea I'll need to go and get the serum for the 5th general.
*elsewhere where the peliminaries are held*
SB: I must say this looks like a fine done job. 50 rings, 300 competitors, 15 medical staffes and Doc. We're just about ready.

Snow: *the moment doc went out of hearing range, he dampens his voice talking to Val* You don't need to stand by it. The lords know I won't complain if you don't. After all, this was drunk science. You were drunk as heck, we all were.

*later pico decided ondoing a last minute test*pico:i hope this works…*puts hand on the floor makeing a mystic circle appeared* ok next step*he then puts his halo blade in the circle which then changed it into a diffrent sword a katana samurai sword* i..i did it? i did it! i just did alcamy woo!*swings his new sword* so…this is the power of the equivalent exchange

*Within the hours all 300 gathered and signed up, were assigned a number and went into the room on the 5th floor*
SB:*grabs a mic*wellllllllcome Ladies and Gentlemen to the first annual Zot tourny! First off I'd like to thank all of you who are participating for joining us from the start. It really means alot to me that your willing to dedicate your time and service. I'm proud of you all.*Ahem* Anyway on to the rules of the peliminaries. Each of you have been given a number, 1-300, placed in 8 diffrent brackets. The 8 winners of will go on to the 8th floor and compete for the championship. Rules are simple for here, no weapons ,no high level magic, keep it to your basic spells all you magic folk. This is a test of skill strength and speed. 2 competors will enter one will leave. You can elimanate you oppoent either by ring out or knock out . So remember folks have fun Now then Let's get these fights started!!!!!!!*steps down and to the side*

pico:(to bad i wanted to test my sword out…plus i cant use my buster either)*smiles in antisapation as he fist pumps in the air* bring it on!

Val:*Watches the matches*(wow, many of these guys seem…slow, I mean I know they're fast, but they seem so slow compared to what I've been doing perhaps, I'm above them?)
rob:number 29?
Val:*perks up* that's me*walks into the ring and looks across*
Ice: you already?*grins* such a shame. I was hoping to meet you later in the final 8. Oh well
Rob: Begin!
Ice:*charges val for a heavy punch*
Val:*dodges what seems to be a slow right hook, steps to the side, grabs the Elemental and flings him out of the Ring*
Rob: number 29 advances.
Ice:…oww(what just happened?)
Val: Sorry about that.*sweatdrop*(…I've made my decision.)
*in another part of the room*
MB:*looks at the brackets*(so the the generals, the Vampie, The Cryokinetic, and pico have all been spaced out so that they meet in the Final 8 should they win…hmph clever master…very clever)
Percy:numger 300 your up.
MB: guess I'm up.
*in yet another part of the room*
Dave: number 189? your up.
Pico: that's me!

pico:ok whos gonnato lose to me?*gets into his fighting pose*

Sorren: *steps up* So, the boy who can do it all versus a sage in training. Interesting.*cracks his knuckles* tell me,pico was it? how does it feel knowing that I'm going to send you flying out of this ring with but one fireball?
*in another part a competor is speeding by*
Mike: alright number 208, your up
Zack: Come on this is for the spot, show me what your made of!
Leon: (ok I can do this…you've been training, hard this is your moment!)
Mike:begin!
*one dozen punches later*
Mike:ladies and gentlemen We have our fist Finalist, Zack!

pico:*sweatdrops* lets just fight already..*sorren uses a fireball but pico uses his aura sheild to block then uses a aura sphere which knocked the sage to the ground* i thought tougher people then you your just in my way

Sorren: don't mock me…*a bolt of lighting barely hits pico as Sorren gets up* we've just started.*sends a barrage of ice at him*

pico:DEMONIC FLAME!*the flame surrounds pico melting the ice* …i wasnt mocking you*he then teleports and punches the sage with all the streangth he could muster launching him out of the ring*..it was a fact

Mike: 189 Advances.
Pico: sweet!
mike: ok next fight!
Water:hey pico…are you in the fights too?
*in another part a ninja soars through the fights*
SB: we have our second Finalist number 255, my man, Frank!*a board show up and a still image of the 2of 8 finalists show up* 6 spaces left folks
*in yet another part*
Doug: alright 200 and 215 your up.
Cecil:*steps in* I know this is pointless I am but a paliden and you, a ninja vampire. Clearly I'm outclassed
DN:then why bother?
Cecil: why not? I've always wantedto go to the Bahamas, that and there's the potential bragging rights to beating the owner of the living castle.
Doug: begin.

pico:hmm? oh hey Water its been ages but yeah i am…*is looking around the crowds* where is she?

Water: you mean Mia? oh yeha this room isn't big enough for a crowd so, they are watching a live feed on the 8th along with most of the rest of the viewers and spectators. Shadowblade doesn't want anyone getting hurt down here but those who signed up. Anyway*looks at the brackets* I think we're up next.
Mike:number 189 and 184.
Pico:how does this thing even work?
Water: I dunno, I just fight.*steps into the ring with pico* best of luck.
Mike: begin!
*in another corner another set finishes his matches*
Percy:number 300 advances to the final 8!
MB:too easy.

*the battle between water and picowas asplashing start but pico knocked water out with arcane thunder*

Mike:189 advances!
*in time the 300 were weedled down to 8. The competitors were, Zack, Frank, Ann, Val, DN, Pico, Rupert, and MB. as of now no determined fighting order has been made*
SB: let's here it for our 8 Finalists. Tomorrow the first string of many matches will start. Until then rest up folks.
*later outside*
Mia: pico we saw the whole thing congrats.
Jasmine:yes a job well done.*pecks him on the cheek*
Pico: aww thanks. *hugs them* come on what say we head back to the room for now?
Mia:of course. Remember tomorrow we'll be cheering for you.
*elsewhere*
Snow:hey congrat hon you made it.*looks at her face* something on your mind?
Val: I've decided about eariler and I'm sorry for not telling you right away.
Snow: hey its alright. *looks into her eyes*I'll support any decison you make. Now, what did you decide on?
Val:*takes a deep breath*I'm going to hold us to our agreement we made. I mean I'm tired of just wondering “what if?”, and putting off all these questions. I figure this would be the best way to do it. To fight and earn the right to my oh so bizzare questions. That way I can move on and be done with it. Your not upset about this are you?
Snow: *gives val a tender Kiss*of course not.*smiles* Now, come on let's head back.
*on the 8th floor*
SB:hmm*looks over the area* this does not look finished yet. Torvek needs to finish up here in the morning.

pico:thanks girls*after a short walk back to his apartment pico and the girls hit the lights and feel the sweet embrace of sleep but only if pico knew..its gonna get harder from there*

*The next morning*
Doc: there she is. and how are you this fine morning?
Ann:I'm ok just need something to eat.
Doc:well you'll be happy to know that I cooked breakfast for you.*brings the tray out* Just remember this is all for fun.enjoy yourself.
Ann: I will.
*elsewhere*
Frank: So, I hear that Torvek is Reffing the Final fights. Are you going to take revenge?
Zack:no. At least, not yet I figure if I'm going to get back at him It'll be after this whole tourny. Who knows? perhaps the heavens will be generous enough to guide him to my room during a full moon.
Frank: your not going to kill him right?
Zack:course not. Just rough him up, and maybe make him smell like a fine roasted blend.
Frank: Dude there's a one in a million chance your prayers will be answered.
Zack: hey you never know.