Disclaimer : I do not own Charmed or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. These characters are all great works done by their creators. And it will stay that way :p I own nothing and am only writing this story to see how this two worlds will mesh.

Chapter 3

Arthur Pendragon swung around, bringing his sword up in the traditional defensive stance. He quickly took in the figure behind him and gaped, not because he had never seen ghosts before, but….

"Have you no decency? Surely even the undead need not dress in such a fashion!"

Willow stepped back in shock then glowered fiercely at Xander, to most people she may let the comment go, but not Xander whom she known almost all her entire life.

"Excuse me! But since when have you started having a fashion sense!" Willow huffed angrily, glaring at Xander. "And besides, we have more important things to worry about." Willow swung her ghostly arms to encompass the whole street of rampaging demons. "Everyone has turned into their costumes, from adults to little children, even me! We've got to find Buffy, she'll know what to do."

Arthur looked at the girl in surprised. She knew! What can you tell me about her?

Arthur, she's not really a ghost. Excalibur said as it quickly scanned the girl in front of them. Choas magic had force her spirit out of her body, but I can still sense her life force connecting her back to her body. Arthur sense surprise from Excalibur as it went on. However she seemed to be fighting off most of the chaos magic with her own strength. She may grow up to be a powerful witch in her own right. We've got to stop whatever spell that is causing this mass change!

Arthur nodded. He was one of the Knights of the Round Table, it's his duty to stop this madness. But first he have to deal with the young girl first.

"Ah young lady, it is best if you stay where you are for now. This whole area is filled with the force of chaos magic. I will go and find the source and reverse this spell." Arthur said to the young ghost.

Willow blinked. "What do you mean Chaos magic and reverse what spell? Xander, this is something very hellmouthy, we need Buffy's help. Xander... Xander! What are you Argh!" Willow cried out as Xander walked through her and started going down the street towards fifth avenue.

Arthur turned back to give Willow a last look. "I am sorry, but this Xander person is currently not in this body. I am Arthur Pendragon, Knight of the Round Table, and I will do my up most to stop this evil spell."

Willow gaped at Xander's retreating back. "Okk... so Xander has turned into an ancient king... That means Buffy.." She stopped as a horrible thought came to her. "Buffy dressed as a noble lady, oh no!" She whirled around facing the direction she last seen her friend. Then turned to the opposite direction where Xander was headed to. She felt torn as she decides who to stick with. Xander most certainly is not acting Xander like right now and he does seem to be able to take care of himself. On the other hand, if Buffy really turned into a noble woman with no memories of whom she really is ... There will be trouble.

She flew down the road in search of the Slayer but paused as a storm of white glowing lights flew her way. Everyone it touches, even the little demons, collapsed onto the road fast asleep. Willow shivered, something weird was happening, she better find Buffy fast.

Behind her, Arthur smiled as the familiar feeling of fey magic swept over him, it was only his innate resistance to magic that keeps him still standing. One of the fey was here and had cast a sleep spell. At least now he would not have to worry about the children getting hurt. He hurried down the street. Some evil sorcerer is going to meet the end of his fist soon.

Methos ran down the streets stealthily avoid the demonic looking creatures that were roaming in the streets. He had no idea what had happened, but he had no doubt powerful magic is at foot. He needed to find somewhere safe quickly.

A sharp headache slammed into him as he stepped into an alley. He looked up to see another immortal leering at him.

"Well, well, who would have guess I will meet another immortal here." The man said swinging his sword in an arc. "I challenge you to a duel here and now."

Methos groaned, he dislike fighting, but if need be, he will do so to save his own head.

"En garde!" Methos said, shifting into a familiar stance.

Petaldrops looked around her satisfactorily. She may not have much power, but a sleep spell is simple and have a far range. Everyone including the young lady and the young boy were asleep on the ground. Now, she will have to call up the rest of the fey and inform them of what had happened. The Fairy Queen in particular would be enraged at the warped magic that had turned children to demons. She only hopes that the Queen will have some way to reverse the process or they will be in trouble.
Darkness surrounds her. Rogue shivered as she could not see anything. Then gradually she saw a light in the distance. Moving quickly she ran towards the light and saw a brunette young girl about her age standing forlornly under the light. The girl looked up quickly as she saw Rogue.

"Who are you?" She asked tensely.

"Ah am Rogue." Rogue replied. "Where is this place? Ah was in a road somewhere and there was demons. Now Ah am here."

The young girl looked at her in surprise. "The same thing happened to me, without the demons part. I am Paige" She walked towards Rogue, the light following her along.

Rogue back away in trepidation. "Who are you! Are you a ghost? Am I dead?"

Paige stared at her in surprise. "Of course you are not dead. And I am 100 percent human. I don't know what's going on, but we have to find some way out of here. My niece and nephew are gone and I need to find them fast. You've got to help me!" Paige said grabbing Rogue's hands.

Rogue tried to snatch her hands away, but it was too late, bare skin against bare skin, Paige and Rogue cried in shock as a huge current of energy rushed through them. Paige tried to retrieve her hands but screamed in horror as she saw her hands disappearing in orbs of white light.

The two girls tried to move out of each other's way in panic, but it was too late, their bodies grew translucent and exploded outwards into orbs of white light.

The darkness shuddered with the dying screams of two girls as the light spread to all corners.

Petaldrops hummed cheerfully as she arranged the sleeping child demons into the center of the road. It will be easier for the fairy queen to return them to normal if they were all in one place. Occasionally, she will spare a look behind her at the three sleeping figures on the sidewalk, one regally dressed lady, a young boy and the girl who helped her. They were dressed quite oddly, but other then the strange powers the girl and boy possess, they were human, one of the reason why they were not lined out side by side with monsters of all shapes and sizes. There were still quite a lot of unconscious children out there which she had not found. Petaldrops sighed, she was one small fairy afterall.

A ripple of magic in the air in front of her caused Petaldrops to quickly sink into a curtsey as the Fairy Queen arrived, her entourage following closely behind. Petaldrops looked up, coming face to face with herself. She flew back in shock. "What! How..."

The identical Petaldrops gave a chuckle. "You certainly don't look like me, but your power signature is exactly the same as mine. How strange."

"What are you talking about?" Petaldrops said angrily. "I am the real one."

"I am afraid not my dear child. Your memories and powers were created by chaos magic. Being a fey, the real Petaldrops was immune to the magic. And thus only her conscious was created and placed into your body." The Fairy Queen's voice chimed liltingly. She gazed down at the sleeping figures of the child demons below her and continued angrily. "Whoever had called upon Janus, the God of Choas will pay dearly..." She paused, gazing intently at the three bodies on the sidewalk in the distance. "Who is that girl?"

The fake Petaldrops turned around in confusion at what the Queen had said. "Which one..." what she said was cut off as the girl who had helped her started screaming. She flew forward anxiously only to be restrained by the Queen. It was just as well because the fallen figures were suddenly bathed in an explosion of white light. The purest magic she had ever seen danced in front of her, orbs of white power floating in the air like mating fireflies. All the fey folks stared entranced. Only one word escaped from the Fairy Queen.

"Whitelighter." She breathed.

The lights slowly disappeared, revealing the three human figures who were starting to wake up. The sleep spell on them had been dispelled by the pure power burst.

The Fairy Queen gazed at them musingly. "Lineage of Melinda Warrens and a whitelighter." Her laughter light up the night sky. "It will be a pleasure to watch what becomes of my daughter's children's children."

She waved a hand at the little demons, sparks of light burst from her hands, countering the spell on them. Then she turned to the fake Petaldrops. "Its time for you to return to the way you should." Light enveloped the fairy, turning her back to an unconscious human girl in a fairy costume.

"Come its time we go." The Fairy Queen said, opening a portal in front of her. She gave one last look at the little girl on the ground and smile. "Perhaps a little gift." She said. A spark of light touched the girl's forehead as the fairies disappeared, leaving only peace and the sound of waking children.

"Now you die!" the immortal say as he plunged his sword into Methos' heart. Methos gave a weak gasp as he collapsed weakly, his sword slipping out of his hand.

The immortal pulled out his sword and aim for Methos head. Methos closed his eyes as the end flashed before him. The wound in his chest was already beginning to heal, but it will be too late to retaliate.

The sword swing down for his head.

Arthur Pendragon kicked opened the door to the store and stormed through the display of goods, intent on only one thing.

It's inside that room. Excalibur said.

Ethan Rayne looked up in shock as a young man bearing a sharp gleaming board sword burst into the back of his shop.

"Who the hell are you?" Ethan asked weakly, backing away.

Arthur glared at Ethan. "So you are the chaos mage. Its time you have a little nap."

Ethan gave a squeak and tried to run away but the flat side of Excalibur sent him crashing down onto the ground unconscious.

Arthur turned and faced the statue of Janus. Now that he was right beside it, he could pick up the strong outpouring of chaos magic from the statue. With a decisive stroke, he slashed the statue in half.

The spell broke with a tangible snap.

Xander gave a cry of alarm as he let go of Excalibur, dropping it onto the floor. He turned around and cried out in fright as he saw the unconscious body of the Halloween costume shop owner.

"Oh God have I been sleep walking?" Xander moaned to himself.

I believe something had gone wrong. I am still here. Excalibur said.

Xander gaped at the sword.

Down in a magic lake, in a magic underground cave. A toy sword was stuck underwater in a rock.
Jonathon gave a cry of horror as he stared at the bloody young man in front of him. His own shirt was also soaked with blood, but his attention was held by the bursts of lightning that danced around the young man's chest. There was a sizzling sound as if the lightning had ran out of battery and the chest wound on the young man began to pull close. The young man gave a weak cough and then flopped back onto the ground unconscious.

For a moment, Jonathon froze in fright. Then he leaped into the streets, screaming.