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Summary: Xander never meets Buffy, but is instead sent to live with the Lavelles in France. However, he never makes it. Crossover with the Chronicles of the Imaginarium Geographica series, specifiaclly, 'The Search for the red Dragon' by James A. Owen.

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Literature > Childrens/TeenBandeargRosFR71655037351 Oct 091 Oct 09No
A/N; Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story beyond any original characters. All characters in the Chaminos Liber belong to James A. Owen and his respective publishers, and BtVS belongs to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. I thought of this story before I even heard of the challenge for this month, so no, it will not be a one-shot. I wanted this to be something no one had thought of before, and with my twisted mind, I created this. Enjoy.

Pairings: Unknown as of yet

Summary: Xander was not born on or near the Hellmouth, or even anywhere close to the time in which Buffy takes place. However, only one person knows this, and he isn't talking. Xander's parents get into a fight and die at each others' hands, leaving him to the tender mercies of foster care until unknown family in France, the Lavelles, step up to claim him. However, he never makes it to France, ending up instead in another place, one people might or might not recognise.



In Which Xander Discovers True Freedom

Xander looked around the plane, fascinated. The fourteen-year-old was on his way across an ocean, after his parents killed each other in a drunken rage. Uncle Rory had pretty much pissed on him, so he was bounced around for a few weeks until family popped up to claim him. In France of all places.

"Young man, do you need anything?" the cute stewardess asked in a heavy German accent.

"No thanks, I'm fine." She smiled and moved on, sure to be back in about 30 minutes unless he was asleep. He turned to look out the window again, noting absently that Willow would be horribly jealous of him. He was in First Class.

He yelped when lightning arced down next to the plane, alarmed because they were above the clouds and there wasn't anything resembling a storm there before.

"Stay calm, everyone, we're just going through a bit of turbulence," the captain tried to soothe even as the lights went out and the plane began to dive, oxygen masks popping out above the seats. Xander hurriedly put his on and held on for dear life even as the stewardess ran over to him, strapping herself in. The last thing he saw was her being ripped out of her seat by the broken window across the way, which had already claimed two passengers. There was screaming, then a tearing, screeching noise, then nothing.



"Wonder who he be?" a young female voice asked.

"Sh... Let 'im sleep, Poppy. He needs it." The other voice was a boy, probably younger than him.

"No I don't," he muttered, trying to open his eyes and sit up. Hands helped him up and when he finally got his eyes open, he stared at the two children, both of them filthy but happy, who were staring at him.

None of them spoke for a moment, but 'Poppy' squeaked and ran out the door, shouting for 'Peter', whoever that was.

He was still tired, and had almost fallen asleep again when an older man stepped into the little hut, looking almost like a kindly grandfather. He had a spark of mischief in his eyes though, that said he was either younger than he looked, or a lot older.

"Well, hello there!" the man said happily, sitting down in the chair the boy had vacated for him. "I know you're tired, but I wanted to ask you something before you slept again."

"Ask away, Grandpa," he said, tiredly.

"First, what's your name?"

"Xander. Alexander, I guess."

"Xander it is then. Do you know where you are?"

"No... Just woke up."

"My name is Peter, and you are in Haven, home to the Chaminos Liber. The Lost Boys."

"I'm in Never-land?" Peter didn't get the chance to ask anymore questions; Xander blacked out.



A/N2: All will be explained, Dear Readers. No this not Never-Land, at least not the way James Barrie wrote it, but it is the home of Peter Pan and the Lost Boys. The bulk of the story is set sometime in the 17-1800s, Earth Time, but time moves differently in the Archipelago, and what with the destruction of the Keep of Time, everything is wonky anyway. Just keep reading and it will all be explained.

Feedback is always appreciated, criticism is welcome, as long as it isn't a total flame... those will be eaten and used in regurgitation on something.

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