The Continuing Adventures of Indiana Jones: When Worlds Collide

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Indiana Jones or any of these other crossovers. It is just simply a fan fic so enjoy.

Writers note: When you see these marks: , it means that the person that is talking is talking in a different language that some of the characters can't understand. With that said, enjoy!

Peru, 1940

Indiana Jones was standing in front of a place he had been before. It was the same temple where Belloc had come and stolen the idle from him years before. Indiana could remember that day vividly. As he stood staring at the temple, he heard something behind him. The air had suddenly turned cold and the hair on the back of his neck was standing on end. Indy slowly put his hand his bullwhip, started to grip it and then turned around swiftly, but there was nothing there. That's strange, Indy thought to himself. He turned around and started to walk towards the opening of the temple, and then the cold chill came again. "Alright, whoever's out there show your face!" Indy yelled, swiftly turning around.

Indy stumbled and almost lost his balance but regained it and drew his forty-five caliber gun out of its carrier. Nothing out there he thought to himself while putting his revolver back in its carrier, maybe I'm just hearing things. He turned again once more and went inside the temple, not knowing what he was going to find. He wasn't even sure why he had come back to this barren waste land. He started walking but something didn't seem right with him. He felt very unsettled being back in the temple. Come on, pull your self together. You've been here before, its no different this time around. Then something caught Indy's attention: voices were coming from a small room on in the next passage. Then Indy recognized the voice, it was Belloc. How can this have happened? I saw Belloc die in front of my own eyes more then four years ago. He melted to death when he opened the Arc of the Covenant. Something is going on here and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.

Indy walked down the passage way and reached the room. A small glow of light was coming out of the crack from the door, leaving a orangish glow on Indy's face as he looked to see what was going on. Indy didn't see anything at first when he scanned the room and then he saw him, Belloc, in the flesh. But then Indy realized something, he wasn't completely flesh. He was half man, half skeleton. His left arm, legs, and neck where all bones. A strong pale look came across Indy's face. "He's alive. I don't know how the hell he did it but he's alive in the flesh, well not exactly in the flesh, but he's alive." Indy muttered under his breath, not knowing he was talking loud enough to be heard.

" Did you hear that? " A man said that was standing in the corner, saying in a something sounding like a Spanish accent.

He looked as if he was maybe of a Middle Eastern or Hispanic decent and was in his mid thirties. Belloc looked at him and then nodded towards the door. Indy saw the gesture and was getting up to run when the door opened. "Well, if it isn't my friend Indiana Jones." Belloc said in a chuckle and wide grin on his face.

The middle aged man grabbed Indy and pulled him into the room. "What ever made you think we were friends huh, Belloc?" Indy shot back, snarling.

"Well you always seemed to, well, help me with my finds." Belloc replied with a grin.

"I never helped you! You always stole my finds you bastard!" Indy spat.

"Well that was quite uncalled for Mr. Jones," Belloc said, now aggravated at Indy's remark, "I never did such things. But you must want to know how I'm still alive. Am I right?"

"Yeah you could say that you walking Tin Man."

"Well you see, when I met that untimely end, it wasn't my time to die. You must have realized that, seeing as how I didn't stay dead. I made a bargain with Death himself to come back to life. The only catch was, I had to kill someone to take my place. He said I could choose so I killed a homeless man that I saw in Mexico." Belloc said, loving everything he was saying, and Indy could tell he had enjoyed what he had done.

"I always knew you were sick, Belloc, but never like this. How could you kill an innocent man that was living on the street? You really are a sick human being."

"Oh, I'm sick am I? Well for that, I shall see that you never thwart my plans ever again!" Belloc yelled, but when he yelled, something was different.

The ground and walls started to shake. Belloc raised his hands and then yelling, still in a booming voice, "See, there was another thing I got when I came back to life! I got powers, all of which are at my disposal all the time! Now, before I send you away, I just want to tell you what I am planning. I plan on trying to take over the world!"

"Great, another 'Take over the world' plan." Indy said under his breath.

"For that arrogance, I shall send you away forever, Jones!" Belloc said, then continued, "Mortay, talit, dush, cultay!"

Then all of a sudden, Indy was hurled into a vortex that appeared out of no where. What the hell is happening to me! And how the hell did Belloc send me into this vortex? Indy was saying in his brain. It felt like an eternity to Indy before he was shot out of the portal into the middle of a room. "Holy shit!" Indy heard when he hit the ground.

Indy was groggy from spinning so much in the vortex, and he slowly stood up and when he regained his vision correctly, he started looking around. He turned around and standing in front of him was a teenage boy, maybe 16 or 17 standing in front of him. He wore blue jeans and a plaid shirt with overalls. He was sitting on the end of his bed tying his shoes when Indy had appeared. "What the hell... I mean where the hell.... I mean, umm, hi, I'm Marty, Marty McFly. And who are you and how did you end up in my room?"

Indy looked at him, smiled, and then said, "The names Jones, Indiana Jones. But you can call me Indy."