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Just so everyone knows, this is NOT a REAL chapter. These are just a couple silly crossovers that've been rattling around my head for ages now, and they're a lot more fun for me to write than a normal chapter, so in a way this is like me taking a break.
The first, Time Travelling Accidents, takes place in the world of BBC's Merlin, in the episode titled 'The Sorcerer's Shadow'. It will refer to two other crossovers in my head that I may or may not write up in another chapter like this along with the second half of it.
The second, Snake Summons, is just something I thought of while I was writing the third chapter and I kind of want to share it, even though it's quite short and silly. I was forced to use google translate for the Japanese used in it, and I will love you to pieces if you can give me a better translation!
Time Travelling Accidents (Part One)
In a shadowy forest of tall trees near Camelot, a young wizard fell from the pre-dawn sky holding half of a broken Time Turner. The fifteen year old was an albino, with white hair and purple eyes, and he wore a strange collared black cloak with red clouds outlined in white across it. In the hand that did not hold half of a Time Turner, he held a triple bladed scythe. Hidan's landing was by no means gentle, and he couldn't help but swear. "Gods -what the turnip just happened?! Where is that pineappling girl - KURANIA! Get your orange over here! I'm going to pineappling kill you..! Arrgghh... Where the pineapple am I, anyway?" It took him a couple of minutes of grumbling to realize that Kurania honestly wasn't nearby, and then to notice that the object in his hand was broken. "Oh cranberry." He cursed. "Kurania, you better not have landed in another time, gods-plummit!"
He spent a long time searching the forest for her before he ran across a path and decided to follow it. After what felt like an hour, after the sun had truly risen, the path began to drop between two small cliffs and Hidan couldn't help but frown nervously. It was all too easy to imagine someone raining bullets down on him from above, and anyway it was much colder where the sun couldn't reach. Underneath his cloak, Hidan wore only a pair of pants, and his shoes were open-toed and occasionally his feet would touch the cold dirt of the path and make him shiver.
Quite suddenly, he could hear voices louder than the noisy morning birds in the trees, and on a random impulse Hidan climbed up the rocks to walk over more discretely to observe the people in this time, whatever time that might be.
"Is that what your pretty new sword's for?" A large man in leather clothing with dark hair and a trimmed beard sneered at a teenaged boy. Judging from the boy's clothing and the way the man had spoken, Hidan guessed that he was somewhere between the fall of Rome and the seventeenth century. That didn't eliminate much, but at least it was unlikely he'd be shot by a bullet.
"Yeah." The boy replied, rather dumbly in Hidan's opinion.
The large bald man on the other side of him yanked the sword off of his back, and the string that had been holding it fell to the ground. "Let me see." He said, grinning as he stepped away. To Hidan at least, the sword looked plain. It was also shiny, but that was about all he could really notice about it.
"You ever seen this tournament? Believe me, a little boy like you's got no chance. Especially without a sword." The boy's expression didn't change much throughout this little speech, and Hidan thought he looked a little daft. Both men chortled, the hairy one tapped the teenager's chin and then they began to walk away.
The boy dressed in rags stood there staring after them for a moment before he said, "Give it back." There was a slight note of hysteria in his voice, but it was the only indication that he was upset.
"Hoy, I'm doing you a favor! One day you'll thank me!" The brunette called back without turning around.
"I said, give it back." The boy said, his eyebrows scrunching up quite seriously. He then leapt at the two men but was quickly shoved back.
"I thought you were a fighter? Well, here, I'll show you how to fight." The boy made an attempt to shove the man down, but Hairy Man punched him in the gut and knocked him to the ground. Then he spat at the boy's feet. "Good luck at the tournament." He said angrily, and then turned away. Both men began to laugh once again.
"Immature much?" Hidan yelled down to them, and they whirled around to stare at him, nearly tripping over their own feet. "Honestly, are you medieval muggers or something? You're as stupid as trolls." At that word, the boy began to get back up and hurry towards the pile of items strewn amongst the leaves.
"Who the hell are you?" Baldie snarled at Hidan.
"Hidan of the Akatsuki... not that you've any idea what the Akatsuki is, so I don't know why I mentioned it. If you did know though, you'd cower in fear." The albino assured them.
"Yeah, right." Hairy snorted, but he pulled out a knife. He only managed one step before the forgotten teenager pointed directly at him and made him trip and drop the weapon. Hidan was mildly impressed that the stupid bumpkin could use magic wordlessly but he shoved that aside to slide down the hill and approach the men, only pausing briefly to grimace at the rotting leaves and mud now stuck to his once sparkling cloak.
Their fight was brief, very brief - Baldie attacked first with the boy's sword and Hidan knocked it right out of his hands before slamming him in the side of the head with the back of his scythe. Hairy jumped right up then, covered in rotting leaves, and pulled out a mace. It took Hidan a while to knock him out because he was trying rather hard not to stain his poor blade with the idiot's blood, and he hadn't practiced using his scythe as a staff.
Once he had finished, he turned to look at the boy. "Hey, what's your name, anyway?"
"Gilli." Gilli told him. He was wearing that idiotic expressionless face again, and Hidan tried to muffle his snicker.
"Gilly? Isn't that a girl's name - short for Galadriel, or something like that?"
"No." He said, but didn't seem upset at all. That irked Hidan, because he rather enjoyed annoying people, and he had to restrain himself from trying harder to get under Gilli's skin.
"Right, then... erm, here's your sword. Sorry I stepped in on your fight, but those two had such a stupid laugh, I couldn't stand hearing it for another second." The boy'd been attacked and robbed, so Hidan made an effort to sound polite.
"Are you going to Camelot for the tournament, too?" Gilli asked, waving off Hidan's excuse.
"Camelot?" Hidan exclaimed, horrified. The only time he'd ever heard of the place was in a reference to the legend of King Arthur, and he was pretty sure that all of the crazy sword-in-stone stuff happened in the time of the Greeks. Or maybe Egyptians; he'd never been too interested in non-magical history, and it was easy for him to mix up the timelines. "Erm, I mean, yeah. Or, no, or... anyway! I need to find my friend and I guess she might be in Camelot, and a tournament sounds kind of interesting... What sort of tournament is it, exactly?"
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Hidan watched sceptically as Gilli spun around in the middle of a busy dirt road inside of Camelot's lower town. Red and yellow ribbons hung from strings above everyone, and they were about the only thing besides the sky that looked clean. He noticed that a lot of people were staring at his cloak in awe, probably because it was a much finer quality than the potato sack-like clothes most of the townspeople wore, and briefly remembered that the end of it was still covered in rotten leaves and dirt. He didn't think it would be particularly wise to clean it magically, though.
While Gilli entered the noisy building bearing the sign 'The Rising Sun', Hidan continued down the street to talk to a man in a bright red uniform bearing a golden dragon. Although Hidan did his best to describe Kurania in great detail, the guard claimed rather rudely that he had not seen anyone like her. The next six people he asked gave similar replies, but the sixth, a wrinkly old woman with a lazy eye, claimed to have seen her. "She was on the back of the giant toad that flies around the town square all the time." She whispered in his ear as if it were a secret of grave importance, casting a suspicious glance at a nearby cat while she did so.
Hidan spent several hours walking around Camelot trying to find a flying frog, peering in nooks and crannies just in case it was hiding somewhere. It was late afternoon by the time Hidan approached the old woman again and she reminded him that he was supposed to be looking for a giant toad, not a mere frog, and that it only circled the town's square. Of course, it took him quite a while to find the square and even then he could not see the toad the old lady had spoken of. Finally giving up, Hidan went into the tavern Gilli'd gone to and convinced the boy's current roommate that it would be in his best interests to find another bed for the night. Gilli didn't seem to appreciate this much, however.
"Couldn't find your friend?" He spoke very quietly as he played with his lame jeweless ring, but Hidan easily recognized the irritation lurking in the words. He felt a little proud of himself for finally bothering the boy, although he wasn't sure what he'd done.
Hidan sighed and settled in on the floormat he was meant to be sleeping on for the night. "No. This one old hag claimed she saw her on the back of a flying frog over town square, but I hung around there for ages and I never saw her."
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There were few sights as amusing as that of a large number of morons all trying to train with a crazy variety of weapons on a single field, and Hidan's particular favorites were a man dressing as a ninja waving his little blades around like a madman and a Hagrid-sized man that kept smashing things up with a giant axe. However, he was slightly disappointed to see that each and every one of the men on the field were in fact male. A large part of him had hoped that Kurania would be here, training for the tournament with all of the other oddities, but whatever time this was, it was clearly not yet okay for women to fight alongside men.
Resigning himself to the hope that Kurania would find him eventually, Hidan entered the field to train a little.
Snake Summons
"I found it!" Hidan yelled, barging into Kurania's room - she quickly yanked her shirt back down.
"I'm dressing! You can tell me later-"
"I found out how to summon snakes!" Hidan cheered, ignoring her entirely.
Kurania hadn't expected that. "You what?"
"I just told you-"
"Why were you looking for that?" She elaborated, frowning at him.
"For you, of course. I still have to find out how you send them back, but to summon 'em you move your hands like this," Hidan weaved the signs boar, dog, bird, monkey, ram, "and then bite your thumb reaaaaally hard so that it bleeds," Hidan did so, "and slam it down!" The symbols spread away from his palm and a cloud of dust came up before a small snake appeared.
"Doko made hanashimashita ka?" The little white snake asked. "Orochimaru-sssssama wa kokode wa arimasssen...Watashi ga dono yō ni koko ni kimashita ka?"
Hidan stared up at Kurania, looking dumbstruck. "Um. That doesn't sound like snake language..."
"Err, definitely not." Kurania agreed, looking disbelievingly at the snake summon. "Maybe you summoned a retarded snake?"
"Anata wa dare?" It asked, looking around and flicking its tongue out. "Anata wa, hebi no yōna nioi..."
"Where exactly did you find that... spell, or whatever?"
"Oh! Erm, it was in this book..." Hidan replied, holding out a small paperback book with the word 'Naruto' across the front.
"Hidan... that's a manga." Kurania informed him, her eye twitching madly.
He blinked and shrugged. "Well, it sort of worked, didn't it?"
End Notes: I could really use suggestions for the next real chapter, like what sort of thing you'd like to see happen to Kurania. If you have suggestions for short stories though, I'll gladly do more of these. I mostly write this for my own pleasure, but reader's opinions are also very important to me!
Also, I would still REALLY like a new sorting hat rap. Mine was absolutely dreadful.
Even if you don't review, thank you very much for reading Kurania and the Slytherin Legacy! The traffic stats are oftentimes enough to cheer me up, although not as much as a review would.