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Summary: Xander picks up a strange sword at Ethan's, and becomes the demon king! Now with Stargate and Discworld!

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Multiple Crossings > Xander-Centered
Anime > Kyo Kara Maou
Literature > Sir Terry Pratchett
Stargate > Xander-Centered
NerdgirlFR183638,60616291311,13920 Mar 085 Aug 13No

chapter 22

Xander hit the water with a huge splash. As he hit, he frantically cast out with his powers, hoping, praying to connect with a better world. His prayers were quickly answered, and he found himself lying at the bottom of an old, mostly dry well. He lay in the middle of a puddle, the water pouring out of a plastic sports bottle. Overhead, he could hear loud angry voices arguing in Japanese. Thanks to his possession, Xander found that he could understand it.

“You need to be more careful!” a feminine voice shouted. “Look what you made me do!”

“Me?!” A male voice replied. “If you weren't so clumsy...”

“AARGH! Sit, Boy!”

There was a loud thump, followed by cursing. Xander was torn between wanting out of the well, and wanting to avoid whoever was up at the top. The people didn't exactly sound friendly. In the end, he sighed and made his way to the wall. After all, he couldn't stay down here forever.

Grabbing a low-hanging wire, Xander started up the well. Fortunately, the well had been dry a long time, so the sides weren't slippery, and there were plenty of cracks for hand and footholds. He only slipped once, halfway up, causing little pebbles to cascade down. Above him, the angry voices halted at the sound and two faces peered down at him. One was a pretty teenage girl, and the other one...he APPEARED to be in his teens, with long silver hair, yellow eyes, and small fangs. Despite several vampiric qualities, the sunlight framing him seemed to indicate that, whatever he might be, he probably wasn't one of the bloodsucking horde. The fluffy ears on top of his head also helped.

The boy was the first to speak. “Who the heck are you and what are you doing down there?” he snarled.

“Um, I kind of fell,” Xander replied.

“Oh!” the girl squeaked. “You fell into the old well at the shrine? That's locked up! How did you get in there?”

“The shrine? What shrine?”

The two looked at each other. Then the girl replied. “Why don't we talk when you get up here?”

Xander nodded and continued climbing. When he reached the top, he found himself in the middle of a forest, confronted with the oddest pair he had ever seen. The feral-looking boy was wearing ancient-looking Japanese clothes, all in red, while the girl was wearing a modern sailor-suit school uniform. All in all, they made a very odd looking couple.

“You are gaijiin!” The girl looked surprised. “Your Japanese is very good. Where are you from?”

“I'm from California, but I had a...friend who taught me Japanese. My name's Xander.”

“I'm Kagome, and this is Inuyasha.”

Xander smirked. “So...Dog boy, huh? Suits you. Never met a dog demon before.”

Inuyasha clenched his fists. “Why I oughtta...” He advanced menacingly on Xander.

“SIT BOY!” Came the rather strange cry from Kagome.

Whatever else Inuyasha might have said was drowned out by his panicked shout as his necklace suddenly glowed and dragged him to the ground. “KAGOME!” he shouted.

Xander watched with amusement as Kagome repeated the process a few times. When she was finally satisfied, she led the group to a small village that was moderately reminiscent of the mountaintop village in the last world he visited. The houses were small huts with rocks on the roofs to keep them from blowing off. The area was surrounded by small fields, where people were laboring to bring in a harvest. As they approached the village, they were met by an elderly woman wearing an eye patch. While Xander might once have dismissed such a person, now he could feel the power radiating off of her. That power was nowhere near his own, but she was still clearly a force to be reckoned with. She carried a bow, arrow loose, but ready.

“Kagome, Inuyasha. You bring a powerful visitor to our village. Methinks I perceive the aura of a demon, and yet, he wears the face of a man. In the few hours since you have been absent, you have managed to find excitement.” She gazed at Xander, single eye unblinking.

“Hi Lady Kaede,” Kagome replied cheerfully. “This is Xander; we found him at the bottom of the bone-eater's well. He seems to be from my time, but I didn't think he was a demon.” She turned to Xander. “You aren't a demon, are you?”

Xander hesitated. “Well...let's say I have some of the powers of a demon, not an evil one by the way, but I was born human. I don't kill or eat people, and I swear, I mean you no harm.” He looked at Kaede. “Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm not here to cause trouble; I'm just passing through, trying to find my way home.”

Kaede raised an eyebrow, regarding the unusually-dressed young man before her. “If young Kagome found you at the bottom of the bone-eater's well, might you be from her time?”

“Well, the outfit she's wearing looks like the Japanese schoolgirl outfits from my time, but I don't know if this is the right reality. It's even harder to tell since there's nothing here I can use to check. Normally, I'd just call my friends and see if they answer, but we're REALLY out of range here.”

Kagome giggled. At Xander's look, she explained. “We are in the feudal era, hundreds of years in the past. Cell phones haven't been invented yet. The dry well that you appeared in has a mystical connection to the same well in my time. So far, only Inuyasha and I have been able to use it, but when we jump in, we travel through time.”

“Well, that makes a big difference. I'll have to try and get back to my time before I see if this is really my world.” Xander was about to say more, but was interrupted by screams coming from the fields. As he spun around, tracking the source of the problem, a dark cloud blotted out the sun, a cloud composed on hundreds of demons twisted and tangled together. High pitched, feminine laughter rang out, coming from a woman riding a...feather?

“Hello, you pathetic mortals.”

Author's note: Sorry for the wait. This is just the beginning. Stay tuned for the great battle!
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