Disclaimer: Alas dear friends, I own it not.
Authors note: Ok. A few things I need to say. First, thank you so much for the great reviews, I love getting them! As to whether or not they meet Robin againwell, you'll just have to wait and see ^_^. Now, about Kurt and Miroku. Sierra-falls: Kurt and Miroku aren't in a cave, their near a rock formation that looked "Eerily familiar" to Kurt. You'll see where they are in this chapter. As for Shippo, no he didn't come with them. He wasn't around when Kagome's power exploded again. Lets just say that him and Kirara where napping, K. And to Keiko: You get a cookie for guessing correctly as to the location of our two wayward time travelers. Thanks! Now, I've got a super long chapter for you to enjoy so..GET READING!
Chapter Fifteen: Kurt meets the Once and Future King
Kurt stared in awe at the massive stone structure before him.
"What is it? An unfinished castle?" Miroku stood next to him, not nearly as impressed.
"Stonehenge." Kurt muttered. Then he started gibbering questions in German while Miroku watched him in confusion and slight concern. 'Did he hit his head when we landed?'
'How that heck did we get here? Where are the others? More importantly, where is my Kagome?!' Kurt's brain kept rattling off questions that he had no answers to. Eventually, he became aware of the fact that Miroku's hand was on his shoulder and that the other man was talking to him.
"Vas?" Kurt turned to Miroku.
"We cannot stay here. Perhaps the others are nearby. We should head for the nearest town to gather information."
Kurt looked back at Stonehenge. "Ja, and to learn vhat time period zis is."
Miroku blinked. "Why do you think we're not in our own?"
Kurt turned back to him. "First, vhat do you consider as your time period? The Feudal era, or my time?"
Miroku opened and closed his mouth a few times. "Well.hmm" He thought for a while, then shrugged. "My time is wherever my friends are."
Kurt smiled. "As to vhy I tink ve're in the wrong time." He pointed back at Stonehenge.
Miroku raised an eyebrow. "Yes, it's a bunch of rocksso?"
Kurt shook his head, sending his shaggy hair flying. "In my time zese stones are..much different." He said worriedly.
"How so?" Miroku sat down.
Kurt sighed. "They are broken and show the passage of time. But zese" he turned back to the rocks. "Are very much new."
Miroku looked at the circle of heavy, sarcen-stone, about a hundred feet in diameter. It did look recent, maybe twenty years or so. He shrugged.
"Ok, so we're not in our time. Lets go find a village and see if anyone has heard anything about Kagome and the others."
Kurt nodded. "Right, but.which way is the village?"
Miroku rubbed his chin in thought, then smiled and dropped his staff, looking down at it.
"Ah, West it is!" He cried cheerfully, bending down to retrieve his staff, then started walking.
Kurt jogged to catch up with him. "How do you know zat a village is west of here?"
Miroku shrugged. "I don't."
Kurt goggled at him. "Then vhy are we going west?" He asked carefully.
"Do you have a better idea?" Miroku kept walking.
Kurt hung his head, tail dragging the ground. "Nein."
Miroku slung his arm over Kurt's shoulders and pointed his staff west. "Then we follow the staff!"
'This does not sound like a good idea.'
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After walking for about two miles they did ,actually, come across a small village.
"Amesbury." Miroku read from the sign in front. Kurt couldn't read English so well.
As they walked through the town a nagging thought kept picking at Kurt's brain. Glancing down at his holo he realized what it was.
'We're in the middle ages, which means.no batteries!'
Kurt tapped Miroku on the shoulder. "Hey Miroku, vhat vould happen if I vere to turn into my charming, blue fuzzy and demonic looking self?"
Miroku looked thoughtful. "Well, if these peasants are anything like the ones from my original time I suppose.." He wrinkled his brow in thought. "We'd be hunted down by a mob of angry, torch wielding villagers. Eventually trapping ourselves in a highly flammable building and being either burned to death or dragged out, tied up and beheaded." He smiled, then his eyebrows slanted down again. "Oh.that wouldn't be good."
Kurt nodded. "Right. So, don't you sink I should find somezing lessrevealing." He gestured to his pants and shirt.
Miroku looked around, then smiled, spotting a monk in long, brown robes walking across the road. "Come on." He waved for Kurt to follow.
Walking up to the monk as he came around a building Miroku called out to him. "S'cuse me kind sir! But would you happen to know the way to the closest Buddhist monastery?"
The monk looked confused. "I'm sorry, I know not what it is you speak of."
Miroku shrugged. "That's alright, it wasn't what I really wanted anyway, mind if we borrow your clothes?"
The monk blinked. "What?"
CONK!
Miroku bent down and began removing the robes. "Thanks."
Kurt came around the corner and stared at the unconscious monk in shock.
"Miroku!!"
"What?" Miroku blinked up at him in confusion, busy trying to pull the robes over the downed monks head.
Kurt sighed. "Did you ever sink to ask?"
Miroku shrugged. "I did ask."
Kurt rubbed his forehead. "Ja, but did you have to knock him out?"
Miroku stopped for a second, brow furrowed in thought. "Ya know, I never even thought about that." Then he shrugged. "Guess it comes naturally when you hang around Inuyasha for two years straight."
Kurt sweat-dropped.
"Here." Miroku thrust the robes into Kurt's arms, staggering him backwards. Kurt sighed again, muttering an apology at the KO'd Monk as he pulled the robes over his head and switched off the inducer.
"Vellhow do I look?"
Miroku walked around him once, then nodded. "Aside from the creepy, Glowing yellow eyesyou look fine."
Kurt looked down at the robes. "I guess zey'll have to do. Should ve gather information now?" When he got no answer he looked up. "Miroku?" The other man was nowhere to be seen. Kurt turned in a circle. "Miroku?"
'Oh great.'
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Kurt wandered around the town aimlessly for a while looking for Miroku. Being careful to keep his head down and not to bump into people. Just from listening he had learned that they were in fifth century Wales. That had freaked him out. And he still couldn't find Miroku.
"Kill it!!"
Kurt jumped about five feet into the air, then turned to see if any of him was showing. Nope. So what where they yelling about.
Following the sounds of angry voices and cheering he saw a crowd gathered. 'I hope Miroku's not in there.'
A loud and angry whinny had him confused. Carefully, he edged around the crowd. Climbing onto a cart and craning to see over the heads of the crowd.
A gorgeous solid black stallion reared up and pawed at the air. Its captors yanking on its ropes and hitting it with sticks. Some of the crowd were even throwing rocks at it.
"It's a devil horse! It tried to kill me!" A very large and ugly man yelled to the crowd. "Send it back to hell where it belongs!"
The crowd roared its approval and began throwing everything they could at the horse.
Kurt got mad.
BAMF!
The crowd fell deathly silent as he suddenly appeared in a cloud of sulfurous black smoke before the stallion.
"If zis horse belongs to the devil.." He looked up, gold eyes on fire, and threw off the robes. "Zen I vill take him!!" He yelled.
Panic rained as people shoved and pushed each other out of the way in their attempts to escape the blue demon in their midst.
Kurt played it up, lashing his spaded tail, growling loudly and bearing his fangs.
When everyone was gone he turned to the horse. It stared at him for a while then began backing up, ears flattened and hooves digging the ground.
Kurt waved his hands frantically. "Vait! I Von't hurt you! Honest! I'm a harmless blue fuzz ball." He grinned.
The large stallion cocked it's head to the side, eyeing him in suspicion.
"Ah, there you are!"
Kurt turned to see Miroku strolling over to him. He glared at the perverted monk. "Vhere the hell vhere you!"
Miroku blinked innocently. "Gathering information."
Kurt growled. "Where, at the brothel?"
Miroku coughed into his hand. "Ah, well never mind that." Then he turned a stern look on Kurt. "You weren't hard to find, I just went in the direction everyone else was trying to get away from. What where you thinking, taking off the robe." He shook his head. "We need to leave before they get over their fear and decide their angry."
"There it is!"
Miroku sighed. "To late."
He grabbed Kurt and the pilfered monks robes and began dragging him.
Kurt pulled back. "I'm not leaving the horse! They'll kill him!"
Miroku growled at him. "We don't have time. We need to get out of here beforeoh hello." Miroku blinked down the end of a spear.
Both backed away as the mob surrounded them and the stallion, who kept rearing and batting his hooves at anyone stupid enough to come too close.
Miroku kept his grip on Kurt's arm and looked at the crowd. "Ah, never fear good citizens, for I am a monk and I have.captured this foul demon, and now I'll just go and, um, send him back to hellyes. So.good day."
The crowd muttered about whether they should let the monk take the demon or not. They had just about decided when fate dealt it's had.
"This is no monk, he's a thief!"
Miroku winced as the, mostly naked, monk that he had "borrowed" the robes from spoke up.
The crowd became angry and began to advance.
Kurt placed his hand on Miroku's shoulder, then the other on the horses neck. "Sorry but I don't feel like being tortured and killed today. Maybe some other time, ja. Later!"
BAMF!
The mob of angry villagers blinked at the empty spot that used to have a thief, a demon, and a devil horse, but now only contained smoke. There was a few minutes of silence, then they all screamed and ran home.again.
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The group of two time travelers and a horse reappeared back at Stonehenge. It was the only place that Kurt could think off within his two mile limit. Exhausted, he collapsed onto his back, breathing hard and sweating.
Miroku calmly sat down against the same rock as before. "Well that was fun."
Kurt glared.
A pained whinny had him jerking around to face the stallion. It was limping, its right foreleg bleeding, along with its head.
"Oh no." Kurt pulled himself up and walked over to the horse. The stallion flattened his ears and glared.
Kurt kept his hands up. "Don't be frightened. I vant to help."
The horse calmed but still kept an eye on him.
Kurt inspected the wounds. The gash on his leg was bleeding heavily. Kurt frowned and pulled his shirt over his head, then ripped it into strips and began tying it around the stallions leg. The horse watched him in confusion. Then Kurt pulled the flowing black mane away from the cut on its forehead. He used the rest of his shirt to clean away the blood. It wasn't as bad as the leg. He applied pressure to stop the bleeding and the horse pulled away at the pain while Kurt tried to sooth him and keep his shirt over the wound.
Kurt spent a week caring for the stallion. At first the horse didn't trust him. He lost count of how many times he'd been bit, or had his tail deliberately stepped on. But he kept at it and, eventually, the horse stopped fighting him.
It still bit at Miroku however.
He and Miroku had set up camp at Stonehenge. If they needed anything Kurt would port Miroku into town and let him "borrow" a few things. He didn't like doing it but he didn't really have a choice.
Once the horse was completely recovered the two wanderers decided that it was time to move on.
Kurt untied the rope he'd used to keep the horse from running off and injuring himself further.
"Zere you go, all better." He patted the stallion on the neck, running his fingers through its mane. The horse gave a small whinny and started chewing on his hair.
"Stop zat!" Kurt Laughed, pushing its large head away. He rubbed its velvet nose as he looked at the star shaped scar that had been left from the head injury.
"Good bye." He hugged the large horse around the neck, then turned and followed Miroku.
The sound of hooves behind them caused him to stop. Turning he saw that the stallion was following them.
"No, no, no. You have to go." He waved his arms in the opposite direction.
The horse just shook his head.
Kurt didn't want to have to do this. "Go!" He flung his arms up, trying to startle the horse into running.
It just snorted.
Stomping over to it, Kurt began to push, trying to turn it around. "You have to go already! Be free and all zat!"
The horse started chewing on his hair.
Miroku tried to cover his smile with his glove covered hand. "Looks like your stuck with him my friend." He said cheerfully.
Kurt just sighed. Resting his head against the stallions massive side.
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Miroku picked his way around the lake carefully. Kurt could see perfectly well in the dark and hadn't stumbled once, of course, Miroku found it was entirely pointless trying to follow Kurt, since it was nearly impossible to see his companion at all. The horse didn't seem to be having any trouble finding the Nightcrawler though. Kurt had christened him Shadowstar. He was following closely behind, occasionally rubbing his head against Kurt's arm, nibbling his hair, or turning and glaring at Miroku.
Kurt enjoyed the night. It held no terror for him as it did for so many others. He saw well enough, blended in almost perfectly, and it was beautiful. Especially like now, with all the stars shining so bright.
WHUMP!
"Ow!" Kurt rubbed at his head. Tuning to see what he had tripped over. Miroku, following the sound of the fall and Kurt's glowing gold eyes, walked over to stand behind him. " I thought you could see perfectly fine in the dark?" He joked.
Kurt glared at him. "I can, I just tripped on somezing." He dug around in the mud for a bit, then pulled out something long.
Miroku blinked. "A sword?"
Kurt leaned over and washed the mud off in the lake, there was a name inscribed in the hilt.
Miroku raised an eyebrow when Kurt went stone still. "What's wrong?"
"Excalibur." He whispered. "It's Excalibur."
"Right, and it's a very pretty sword too."
Kurt turned huge eyes to Miroku. "You don't' understand. It's Excalibur!"
Miroku sighed. "Yes, we've established that already."
Kurt grabbed a fistful of Miroku's shirt and started shaking him. "Listen to me! This is Excalibur! Exclaibur!! This is the most famous sword in all of history!!"
Miroku blinked, looking from the sword to Kurt a few times. "Oh." Then he looked thoughtful. "So how much do you think we could get for it?"
Kurt looked at him in horror. "You can't sell it!!"
"Oh are you going to keep it then?" He asked with honest curiosity.
Kurt blinked, then looked at the sword in his arms. Jumping up he started hopping from foot to foot, muttering in German.
"I can't keep this! I don't want to be King of England! I'm German for crying out loud!"
In his panic he did the first thing that came to mind.
He chucked it into the lake.
Sighing in releif, he turned back to Miroku.
THONK!
"OW!" He rubbed the back of his head. Then stared in shock at the sword lying behind him.
"Vhat the?"
He picked it up an threw it again.
Again it came back.
Miroku watched in amusement as Kurt and the Lake fought. Throwing the sword back and forth for a good fifteen minutes.
Finally, panting and holding the sword, Kurt looked up as a light appeared in the center of the lake.
From out of the light a beautiful woman made completely of water emerged.
"Why do you refuse our gift traveler?" Her soft, melodic voice asked.
Kurt sighed. "It's not zat I refuse it, I just can't be King here. I don't belong in zis time."
The Lady of the Lake opened her mouth to speak again but instead went perfectly still. Shock spreading rapidly over her face.
Confused, Kurt looked behind her, and winced.
Miroku was groping the Lady of the Lake
Her beautiful face hardened in anger. A large jet of water shot out, slamming Miroku into the bank while Kurt covered his eyes, mortally embarrassed.
"You will take the damn sword traveler! Try to throw it in my lake again and I'll drag you straight to the bottom!" She yelled, then disappeared in a swirl of angry water.
Miroku stood up, completely soaked. "We'll now it's yours." Then he cocked his head to the side. "So. Are you going to keep it or sell it?"
Kurt stifled a scream of frustration.
"Ah so it was you that received Excalibur." An aged voice came from the tree's behind them.
Kurt jumped, shoving the sword behind his back and edging towards Shadowstar.
"Ah, nope. Not me. I don't have any magical swords. Sorry." He grinned at the old man.
The old man nodded. "Ah.then that wouldn't be Excalibur sticking out from behind your back then?" He asked innocently.
Kurt blinked over his shoulder. Sure enough the sword poked out, almost towering over his head.
"Uh."
The old man smiled kindly. Then looked at both of them. It was almost creepy, like he was looking through them. "You are both very lost, aren't you?"
Surprised, the two young men nodded.
The elderly man shook his head and smiled again. "Yes, well, I believe I may be able to help you get back to where you belong."
Kurt smiled happily, thinking about Kagome and Shippo, oh how he missed them.
Miroku wasn't so very enthusiastic though. "Who are you?" He asked suspiciously.
The old man grinned. "I am no one of great importance. But if you must call me something." Here his eyes twinkled with hidden knowledge and laughter. "You may call meMerlin."
Kurt choked. 'Merlin!'
Miroku, of course, had never heard of Merlin before, and so wasn't as shocked as poor Kurt was.
"Come young ones, and we will see about getting you home." He turned and walked into the woods.
After a few seconds Kurt and Miroku, with Shadowstar behind, followed him.
Merlin stopped as he came to a dirt road, then turned to look at them. "Follow this road until you come to a town, it is several days journey on foot." He looked at the large, black Stallion. "But only a day by horse."
Kurt turned to Shadowstar. "Vould you be ok vith us riding you?"
The large stallion nodded it's head, sending its mane flying.
Merlin nodded. "Good, ride until you come to Cornwall. Once you arrive, go to Sir.Ector's hall. I will meet you there."
Miroku shook his head in confusion. "How will you be getting there?"
Merlin's eyes twinkled again. "Never fear Lord Monk." He turned and walked back into the trees. "I have my.ways."
And then he was gone.
"Strange old man." Miroku muttered. Avoiding Shadowstar's initial chomp, and climbing on behind Kurt.
Kurt gripped the stallion's black mane. "Ok, Lets go!"
Both humans held on for dear life as the great horse shot off like a Quicksilver on sugar.
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It took Shadowstar less than half a day to arrive at Cornwall. A large, bustling medieval town.
"Now, where is this Sir.Ector's place?" Miroku asked from behind Kurt.
Kurt shrugged, watching as people shied away from the large horse that trotted merrily down the center of town.
A scuffle in an alley caught his attention. Directing Shadowstar to it, he saw a group of boys beating on a much smaller one.
"Hey! Leave him alone!"
The largest boy sneered up at him, a little afraid of the huge horse. "You gonna make us?"
Kurt hopped off of Shadowstar and walked right up to the boy. Putting his face near the punk he pulled the hood back a little. "Yes."
The boy wet his pants, then screamed and ran.
The other boys were confused, but followed their leader.
Kurt walked up to the small boy and helped him up. "Are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine" He sniffed. Then looked up at Kurt. From that angle he could see right under the hood.
He paled and scrambled away.
Kurt just hung his head.
"Are you a demon? Are you going to eat me?!"
Kurt shook his head. "Of course I'm not. I just saved you, didn't I."
The boy cocked his head and thought about it. "I suppose so."
Kurt smiled.
"See with your heart, not with your eyes young Arthur."
The boys face lit up. "Merlin!"
He launched himself at the old man that had appeared in the alleyway.
Kurt stared at the boy stupidly. 'Arthur? As in King Arthur?!'
"I see you've met my new friends." Merlin gestured at Miroku and Kurt.
Arthur turned huge eyes up to Merlin. "That one is a real demon!" he whispered excitedly.
Merlin winked. "Ah, but he is a good demon."
Arthur smiled a gap toothed smile back at Kurt, who was still frozen in shock.
Miroku climbed down off of Shadowstar and walked over to Merlin.
"And this one is a monk." Merlin nodded in Miroku's direction.
Arthur pouted. "Aw, that's not as neat."
Merlin laughed and Miroku just held out his hand to the child.
"I'm Miroku."
The boy smiled at him. "I'm Arthur!" and gave his hand a firm shake.
Miroku winced. "Your..quite strong for your age, aren't you."
Arthur just grinned.
Merlin waved Kurt over. "Come, I've got you jobs in Sir.Ector's hall until I can figure out a way to send you back."
Arthur grinned and grabbed Kurt's hand. "That's where I live! You get to stay with me!"
Kurt smiled, you just had to like the energetic kid. Kinda reminded him of Shippo.
Once at the hall Kurt flipped on his inducer, which excited Arthur to no end at the new type of "magic". There was much yelling done by Sir.Ector, who was a large and angry looking man. They were all sent down to wash dishes after Merlin left.
Once in the kitchens Kurt tuned off the inducer. Miroku and Arthur washed while he dried, since he couldn't take the chance of frying his holo-watch.
Many months went by like that. Kurt would turn on his inducer if anyone came into the kitchen, sneaking out to the stables to visit Shadowstar. But mostly working, working, working. He'd wrapped Excalibur in a blanket he'd found and strapped it to his back.
He would tell Arthur stories of his home. He didn't mention everything specific, like the names of future things or what the X-men were called, and stayed away from things that would confuse the boy, but Arthur was fascinated with the tales of the X-men.
"Someday, I'll be a knight like you. Protecting others and fighting for what's right."
Kurt just smiled. 'I know you will.'
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Kurt woke late one night, disturbed by a noise in the kitchen. Flipping on his inducer he walked in to see Sir.Ector playing tug-a-war with something in Arthur's hands. Something long.
"Hey, that's my sword!"
Sir.Ector brought his booted foot up and kicked Arthur away. Then turned and sneered at Kurt. "Not anymore it's not. You work for me, that means I own you, and anything that's yours..belongs to me."
Kurt growled and went to lunge and the evil man but Miroku, who had just come from his room, held him back. Pointing to the guards, with swords drawn, standing behind Sir.Ector.
The corrupt knight grinned at seeing where Miroku pointed. "Arrest these men, they tried to steal my sword."
"Vhat!" Kurt struggled out of Miroku's hold and lunged at Ector.
One of the knights clipped him in the back of the head with the butt of his sword.
Kurt sank into darkness. Listening to Arthur's cries. 'I hope my inducer doesn't fizz out.'
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Kurt woke with a massive headache.
"Ok, now?"
He turned at Miroku's voice. "Vhat happened?"
Miroku sighed. "We are currently enjoying the hospitality of the wonderful Sir.Ector. I suppose he plans to keep us here until we die of starvation or kill ourselves, whichever happens first."
Kurt snorted. "No he's not." Standing up, he glanced out the bars, and seeing the coast clear, grabbed Miroku and teleported into the hall.
"Oh, right, you can do that." Miroku nodded.
"Vhy didn't you fight zem using the wind tunnel after I got knocked out?" Kurt questioned as they made their way up the spiral stair leading out of the dungeon.
Miroku shrugged. "Arthur was in the way."
Kurt ah'd and stopped as they came into the courtyard.
"Now.vhere do you suppose that fat idiot put my sword?"
"It's in my uncles study." A tiny voice whispered from behind them.
Kurt whipped around to see Arthur, tears streaking down his cheeks. "I didn't mean to loose it, honest! I just wanted to look at it, so I took it out of your room and then uncle came and, and, and I'm so sorry!" He cried, launching himself into Kurt's fuzzy arms and crying into his chest.
Kurt patted the boys head. "It's alright, I forgive you. Next time you vant to look though.just ask."
Arthur nodded still sniffling.
"Now, go stay by Shadowstar, ok. Ve'll be right back."
Arthur wiped the tears from his face. "Where are you going?"
Kurt grinned. "To get mein sword back."
They both watched as Arthur ran off, then Kurt turned to Miroku. "So how do we get in?"
Miroku smiled and pointed to a pair of knights.
Kurt grinned. 'Maybe picking up some of Inuyasha's traits isn't so bad.'
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Quietly Kurt snuck up the stairs, Miroku behind him.
"This armor is uncomfortable." He muttered.
"Yours in uncomfortable! At least yours doesn't smell weird and have something of questionable origin in its pocket!" Miroku complained quietly.
Kurt just rolled his eyes.
Pushing open the door to the study they looked around and then darted inside.
Kurt turned and scanned the room. "Ah, there it is." On a pillow lay Excalibur. Kurt walked over and picked it up. "Ok, now we just get out." He trailed off as he turned to see Sir.Ector standing in the door way, sword held to Miroku's back.
"Put the sword back boy, or I run your friend through."
Kurt straightened up. "Vhy do you want my sword?"
Sir.Ector laughed. "You mean you don't know? You've had that sword all this time and never knew." He laughed again. "Who so ever holds that sword is the rightful King of England, and I will do all within my power to see that the one holding it is me! Now, hand it over!"
Kurt looked at Miroku who was trying to signal something to him. Tilting his head, he watched as Miroku opened his no-longer-cursed hand. Oh.
Turning to Sir.Ector Kurt growled and thrust his chin out proudly. "I will never give you this sword!"
Sir.Ector growled. "Then say good bye to your friend!" Raising his sword and preparing to slip it through Miroku's ribs he stopped as his victim called out.
"Wind Tunnel!"
A fierce wind began to drag everything in . Stumbling backwards Sir.Ector dropped his sword. "What devilry is this!"
Miroku watched Kurt grab the window and hold on. A large oak desk flew through the air towards the wind tunnel dragging it in, but just as it reached him, Miroku closed his hand and ducked.
CRASH!
Kurt and Miroku looked out into the hall at the sprawled out Sir.Ector.
Miroku turned to Kurt and smiled. "Kagome pulled that one on me once, thought it might do the trick." He said cheerfully.
Kurt laughed. "Remind me to thank her vhen we get back."
A groan from the floor told them that they needed to hurry and get out. Racing down the stairs they screeched to a stop at the site of about twenty armed guards coming up the stairs. A bellow from above told them that sleeping ugly was awake.
"We're trapped!" Miroku yelled. 'Man I wish I had my staff!'
Kurt looked around, then grabbed Miroku and yanked him over to the window. "Here! We have to jump!"
Miroku looked at Kurt like he was a nut house escapee. "I am not jumping!"
Kurt glared. "Zen you can stay here and be a pin cushion!"
"Kurt! Miroku! Down here!"
They both looked down to see Arthur, leading Shadowstar and another horse.
Kurt nodded. "Now or never mein friend." Then he grabbed Miroku and jumped.
Miroku screamed.
BAMF!
His scream trailed off when he realized that he wasn't dead and was, in fact, on the back of a brown horse.
He turned to see Kurt grinning at him.
Kurt snickered. "You scream like a girl."
Miroku scowled. "I do not!"
An arrow whizzing by their heads shut them up.
"Oh right, we were escaping, weren't we." Miroku asked.
Kurt nodded and kicked Shadowstar into action.
They tore across the courtyard, racing towards the exit.
Kurt noticed something that could be a problem. "Verdammit! The bridge! Their raising it!"
They didn't stop, hoping that they could make it.
A small figure suddenly darted out wielding a gold staff.
'Hey, there's my staff!' Miroku smiled.
The smile slipped right off though as the small figure jammed his staff into the gears working the bridge, halting it from closing.
'My poor staff! I knew ye well!' Miroku watched sadly as his staff was chewed into gold pulp.
As they raced past Kurt leaned over, in an amazing show of skill, and scooped up the mysterious figure. Who Miroku saw, was Arthur.
They thundered across the bridge, jumping the last few feet.
Miroku glanced behind them. "I guess we made it." And arrow flew past his head. "But we are being followed!"
They kept running.
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Merlin blinked at the black and brown horses thundering towards him. Now that was odd, it looked like Kurt, Miroku and Arthur.
They flew passed.
"Hi Merlin!" Arthur called cheerfully.
"Bye Merlin!" Miroku yelled as he flew passed.
Merlin blinked. Well that was unusual. Wait, what was that noise?
He looked up to see thirty mounted knights crest the top of the hill.
'Oh dear.' He whirled his stead around and raced after Arthur and the others.
He caught up to them a few minutes later. Shadowstar running ahead of the others. "Head for Stonehenge!" He called above the thunder of the horses.
Kurt nodded to show he had heard. Leaning over, he whispered into Shadowstar's ear. The stallion whinnied and shot off even fast than before.
Kurt looked over his shoulder. "Their gaining on us!"
An arrow nicked Merlin in the shoulder and he fell.
"No!" Kurt wheeled Shadowstar around and raced back to help his friend. Miroku was there also, wind tunnel hand up and prepared to use it.
The knights raced ever nearer as Kurt tried to get Merlin on his horse, glancing over his shoulder in fear.
KABOOM!!
An explosion of Pink light lit up the area. The advancing Knights stopped in shock.
Kurt glanced at the arrow in the ground, then looked at where it came from.
On top of the other hill, right in front of Stonehenge, stood a young woman, long black hair flowing in the breeze, another arrow notched and ready to fire at Sir.Ector's knights. Next to her stood a young man with silver hair, sword drawn and prepared to fight.
"Kagome." Kurt whispered in shock.
She smiled at him but didn't lower her arrow.
"Hey fuzz butt, did ya miss us?" Pietro taunted, but he was smiling.
The knights tried to move forward again, only to encounter another arrow. Frustrated they tried returning fire only to have all of their arrows cut down in mid air by a silver and green blur.
Kurt and Miroku helped support Merlin, walking him over to stand behind Kagome.
Slowly, Kagome and Pietro backed up, the knights also advanced slowly.
"Whoa!" Kagome turned as Kurt tripped and fell against a rock. "You ok fuzzy?"
"Ja, Liebes I'm fine." He tried to get up, only to find that he was stuck. He jerked a few times, then untied the rope he'd used to carry Excalibur. Turning, he saw that the sword was wedged deep into the rock. He tried yanking it out but it wouldn't budge.
"Honey, we've gotta go!" Kagome called, still keeping her arrow pointed at the knights.
"How are we going to get back Lady Kagome?" Miroku questioned while leaning Merlin against a stone slab.
"We need to find the others first. If you guys ended up here then the others could be anywhere and I'm not going home without them!" She glanced at them out of the corner of her eye. "So do either of you have something that belonged to Sango, Inuyasha, Rogue, or Logan? We need something of theirs in order to find them."
"How did you find us Liebes?" Kurt asked, still trying to yank out the sword, Shadowstar trying to help by grabbing the back of his robes and pulling.
"I used some of your fur sweetie." Kagome answered absently as she fired another charged arrow. "Well, do either of you have anything?"
Miroku rubbed at the back of his head. "UmI have something."
Kagome looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Do I want to know?"
Miroku blushed, actually blushed and rummaged around in his pants pocket, under the armor he still had on. "It, ah, belonged to lady Sango."
Kagome stared. "Is that Sango-chan's underwear?!"
Miroku just blushed harder and ducked his head.
Kagome sighed and took them in her fingers, holding them away from her body. "Oh man, Sango is going to kill you when we find her."
Kurt gave up on the sword finally. "We going now?"
Kagome nodded, still staring at the purple panties in her hand.
Kurt started walking over to her but stopped when he felt a tug on his sleeve. Glancing down he saw Arthur, who appeared to be trying very hard not to cry. "Do you have to go?"
Kurt bent down and looked him in the eye. "Yes, I have to go back to my home now."
Arthur nodded and hugged him. Then sniffling, he pulled away. "Someday, I promise, I'll be a great knight, just like you. I'll never forget you." Rubbing the tears from his eyes he pulled a chain out from under his shirt, hanging from the end was a pendant depicting a mighty dragon in flight. "This is mine, the only thing I have of my father." Slipping it over his head, he placed it in Kurt's blue, three fingered hand. "I want you to have it."
Kurt's eyes widened. "No. I can't take this. It's the only thing you have of your papa." He tried to give it back.
Arthur shook his head. " I want you to have it. So that you'll always remember me."
Kurt sighed and grabbed the boy, hugging him tight. "I vould never forget you." Then he whispered into the boys hair. "You will be a great king."
Arthur's eyes widened and he looked up a Kurt questioningly. Kurt just smiled.
Slipping the pendant around his neck and tucking it into his shirt he backed up and stood next to Kagome.
"What, I don't get anything?!" Miroku sulked.
THWAK!
"Ow!" He rubbed at his head. Then looked down. A staff lay at his feet. Made of dark wood, with a purple stone placed at the top.
"There, now are you happy?" Merlin grumped good-naturedly.
"Yes very." Miroku smiled. Moving over to thread his arm through Kagome's.
Pietro placed his hand on her shoulder. And Kurt wrapped his arms around her waist.
A velvet nose bumping into the back of Kurt's head had him turning to see Shadowstar.
Kurt sighed, letting go of his girlfriend, he turned to the stallion and placed his hand on its nose. "I'm sorry, but you can't come with me."
The large horse shook its head.
Kurt hugged it around the neck. "I'm sorry." Releasing it he turned back to Kagome and wrapped his arms back around her.
Arthur, Merlin, and Shadowstar watched as the group was engulfed in a bright pink light.
Before the light ended though Shadowstar ran forward and grabbed the front of Kagome's shirt, she blinked her eyes in shock.
All of them vanished.
Merlin and Arthur stared at the empty space. Then Arthur turned to Merlin.
"I guess they decided to take Shadowstar after all."
Merlin sighed.
"Halt!"
Jerking around they saw that the knights that had been forgotten about in all the excitement had not forgotten about them.
Stumbling backwards Arthur tripped on his feet and fell, grabbing at Kurt's sword to try and keep his balance.
CHINK!
Total silence.
Arthur stared down at the sword Excalibur in his hands, then up at all the faces surrounding him.
"Um..oops?" He grinned. Something he'd picked up from Kurt.
The knights stared in shock for several minutes.
"HAIL KING ARTHUR PENDRAGON!!"
Arthur blinked at all the cheering knights, didn't they want to kill him just a moment ago?
As he was lifted onto their shoulders, he looked up into the blue sky.
'Thank you Kurt. I hope we meet again, and I promise you, I'll be the best king ever!'
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Authors notes: I kinda used a mesh of the Arthur tales that I know of for this. I hope it turned out ok. A few quick little info tips, Miroku's staff was confiscated when they were thrown in jail, they weren't going to let him keep a potential weapon. The silver and green blur was Pietro. Silver hair, green clothing. Next chapter it's Sango and Logan's turn. Can you guess where they are? Later. Sayin_girl.
