Disclaimer : I do not own Charmed or Buffy the Vampire Slayer or X-men or Highlander. 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 these worlds will mesh.

Chapter 4

Halloween night ended in pure chaos. Sunnydale's police had came, after everyone had came to their senses. There was a huge hue and cry going on in the streets long after the police had evacuated everyone off the whole 2nd, 3rd and 4th Avenues.

The gas company was called in to check out the sewers as based on the assumption of the "ingenuous" Sunnydale police force, there was supposedly a major gas leak going on in that area. Two kids were sent to the hospital for major injuries, seven had minor cuts and bruises, and all have a bad memory of Halloween for years to come. But to the residential Scooby Gang of Sunnydale, it could have been much much worse. At least no one was killed.

It was two hour later, after herding the hysterical children back to school to their waiting parents, listening to a fire and brimstone speech by Principal Snyder about detention for students with injured children and one month's worth of garbage cleaning duty for students who ARE MISSING IN ACTION, namely two certain individuals Owen Thurman and Xander Harris. The last comment was directed mostly at Buffy and Willow who had bought Xander's charges and their own back after failing to find Xander anywhere.

The speech was cut short by the arrival of reporters who came to interview Principal Snyder about his views of the events for the Morning News. "It is an unfortunate incident to all involve..." Principal Snyder's said with an uncharacteristic empathy as he turned to the reporters. The gathered students quickly slipped away.

Buffy strode purposefully towards the library with a worried Willow tagging closely behind her. "Oh what should we do? Xander's missing, we've got to find him. What if he's in trouble somewhere?" Willow babbled anxiously.

"Don't worry Willow, we'll find him, we need to get to Giles first. He'll know what has happened." Buffy said. "And from what you told me, Xander became King Arthur. I think an ancient warrior king will handle himself quite well." She pushed open the library door and paused as she saw a very pale Xander and a pinch-faced Giles.

"Xander what happened, we were worried about you!" Willow burst out, running towards her best friend.

Xander gave a weak smile to Willow, it was Giles who answered. "I believe you have all heard of the Arthorian legends. It appears that Xander is now the new wielder of Excalibur." He pointed to the jeweled broadsword lying on the table. Xander gave the girls a pained look.

"What!" Willow said. Buffy just looked at Giles blankly.

I believe I should introduce myself. A voice spoke telepathically to everyone. I am Excalibur and I am pleased to meet the warriors of light, Slayer and... friends..

Willow stared at the sword. "Oh gods, a talking sword."

"And not just any sword," Giles said in a harassed voice. "That's the Excalibur in the mythology, supposedly a very powerful weapon against darkness." He sighed. "Excalibur had explained everything to me as Xander, and I gathered, the rest of you would not have any memories of what had happened. He told me ..."

"But we remembered everything." Willow cut in. "I remembered everything about what happened. Something changed us into our costumes. Buffy also remembers." Willow glanced at Buffy. She was a bit subdued, not quite herself. Buffy must have caught the look because she quickly perked up.

"Yeah, the memory is still fresh in my mind." Buffy said.

Giles looked at the two of them in surprise. "You were both under the chaos spell, from what I know of such magic, even when the spell was broken, the ones under the spell should have no memories of what had happened except at a very deep subconscious level."

The two girls gave an uncomfortable shrug as everyone turned their attention towards them.

Perhaps they are both strongly resistance to magic. The voice, Excalibur, said in their minds. One is after all a Slayer and each slayer is supposedly possessing a special gift different from another slayer. The other girl, Excalibur said directing his comments at Willow. She possesses a great amount of magical talent. It is not difficult to imagine she would be able to fight off the spell.

"But I am just an ordinary girl." Willow said in surprise. "Buffy is the one that's special."

"Apparently not anymore." Giles mumbled polishing his glasses. "Since the two of you remembered what happened, then it makes it easier to tell you the full story. There was a chaos mage in town. Unfortunately, he had disappeared by the time Xander got me and we returned to his shop. He enchanted everyone into their costumes and the spell only ended when Xander who went as King Arthur ended the spell by confronting the chaos mage."

Buffy smiled at Xander. "I always knew you have it in you."

"Erm thanks... Even though I don't really remember what had happened." Xander said a bit confusedly. The memories of the night were still a blank to him. But the smile Buffy gave him warmed his heart.

"So everything went well right? I heard from the paramedics that no one had died." Willow said when Giles still looked particularly worried.

"Not exactly." Giles said. "We need to make a trip to return Excalibur back to where it belongs. Somehow, when the spell ended, Excalibur remained behind."

A joke of Janus, that stupid chaos god no doubt. Excalibur fumed. He has been after me ever since I slew his conclave of worshipers in England.

"Ahhh... Wow, I didn't know a sword was on talking relationships with the Gods." Buffy said looking at the broadsword on the library table. Somehow, it gives her the chills when it talks in her mind.

Excalibur sniffed. The day I talk to Janus is the day I cut his butt.

The scooby gang glanced at each other in uncomfortable silence.

"So how do we send Excalibur home?" Willow asked into the silence.

"Well the lake that guards Excalibur is in England, however that trip by plane will take too long. Excalibur, it seems has many powerful enemies that will come after it and its current bearer once news got out that it had left the protection of the lake." Giles said rubbing his forehead.

"I am not surprised." Xander grumbled from the side. "My luck has always been bad, even when i have a magic sword."

"However apparently there's a magic portal to another dimension that can lead us to the lake, in the outskirts of Sunnydale. Xander and I will be making our way there immediately, every minute Xander is linked to that sword is a danger to Xander." Giles added.

I will be in danger too. Excalibur said with a mental shudder. Demons of all shapes and sizes will be after me once it got out that I am currently linked to an incompetent bearer.

"Hey!" Xander said in protest.

"Hey that's no way to talk about Xander." Buffy said, hugging Xander. "We are the only ones that can talk like that to him."

Xander glare at Buffy. "What's that suppose to mean?"

Next to them Willow giggled.

"Buffy, we need you to come along for Xander's protection just in case demons really come after us." Giles said. "Willow, go home and have a rest, I am sure you have a tiring night. There's no reason for you to come along."

"No," Willow protested giving Giles a resolute look. "Xander's my best buddy. I'll be coming too. I can use a crossbow and stake."

Giles sighed. "Alright, everyone, call your parents, go home and change out of those hideous costumes. Meet outside the library in an hour's time."

He went inside the storeroom and took out a small sword and a crossbow. Then Giles turned to Xander, motioning him to pick up Excalibur. "Just in case, I'll take you back to your house. Come on let's go."

The scooby gang quickly made their way out. The night's still young and everything that can go wrong will still go wrong. Giles prayed silently that they will have a safe and peaceful trip for once.

Rogue/ Paige struggled and collapsed onto the bed after making sure the door to the guest room was locked. She does not want anyone to hear her crying as what really happened hit her. She's still Paige, but one part of her bears Rogue's living memories, at least up to the time when she disappeared from the danger room to… this world.

But Paige knows Rogue could not be real, her memories could not be real because she had read the comics about the X-men before, they are all fiction, they do not exist. Paige cried weakly, but what could have really happened? The police who had sent her and her cousins home said that there was a gas leak which had caused the mass hallucination and sleepiness of everyone.

Paige shuddered. But that explanation had not explained the memories she had gotten when she had touched her five year old cousin Ginny. She had flashes of Ginny's personal memories and something else that she could not identify. The memories and weird feelings had faded by the time she reached Uncle Ben's house.

She had been surprised to see Ginny well and fine. From Rogue's memories, no one could withstand a single touch of her bare skin. But it seems that the power Paige possesses is a diluted version, she only got other people's memories, and not suck up their life force.

The journey home had been a silent one as Paige tried to avoid skin contact with anyone else. It was fortunate Nash was clad head to toe in his Spiderman outfit. Paige had arranged for him to sit in the middle so she could not touch Ginny by accident. Both had no memories of what had happened though Nash was unusually silent.

"What am I? Who am I?" Paige asked confusedly as she lay on bed. Tomorrow she would have to leave Sunnydale and go back to her university in Los Angeles. Maybe she will wake up and find everything was a bad dream.

Nash Matthews hang upside down from the ceiling as memories of the night ran through his little brain. Though he is still a five year old kid, he now had the maturity of Peter Parker, and also the commitment to keep the world a safer place. With a resolute face, he glances at the upside down moon shining through the window.

"Tomorrow I will begin my patrol." He vowed.

"Are you positive?" the Source asked. The seer of the underworld nodded beside him.

"I have seen it. Excalibur had left its watery protection and is now in Sunnydale. It is now linked to a Xander Harris, friend of the current living Slayer. Now will be a good time to turn Excalibur's powers to your own. Its current bearer will be unable to withstand your might." The seer chuckled in anticipation.

"A Slayer hmmm..." the Source said. "I have left them alone because they are like mosquitoes, and they do reed out those that are not strong enough to live in this world. Only the strong will live after all. She would not be a problem to me. Send two of the minotaurs here, I am going to pay a visit to an old friend."

Penelope Halliwell known adoringly as "Grams" to her grandchildren was raising hell in the Sanctuary with her daughter, Patty Halliwell.

"Let us go down to her now." Grams demanded. Her eyes glaring holes at the whitelighters blocking her way.

"Penelope." One of the elders spoke up. "You and your daughter are already dead. It is by a special request from Melinda Warren that the souls of her lineage can chose to stay on at the Sanctuary after their deaths to watch over your descendants. The clause was that you can only return to the living world when called." He sniffed as he glared at the two stubborn spirits in front of him. "The fact that you had hidden the news of another daughter born of a union from a whitelighter is ..."

"No matter to you at all." Grams said glaring at the whitelighters. "That girl down there is a Halliwell, we most certainly do not have to report to you every time we give birth!"

Some of the new whitelighters stepped back uneasily at Penny and Patty's fierce glares.

"Let me through to my daughter, she needs me now!" Patty demanded.

"After abandoning her for so many years? Now you claim her?" Another elder said. Patty stepped back, her face in pain.

If looks could kill, the glare Grams sent the elder would have dissolved him into white cotton puffs. "You wait and see. I'll call on the spirits of my family past, then we shall have a reckoning!" she retorted, leaving with her daughter.

"Was that wise?" one of the whitelighters asked uneasily.

The elder sighed. "Wise or not, those are the rules and we have to abide by them" he turned to another whitelighter. "Leo, I want you to go down and keep an eye on this newest Halliwell. Four Halliwell women in this generation of prophecy, it does not bode well for the world."

"What do you mean?" Leo asked.

"The Halliwell are this world's chosen champions. For four to be born, there will be some great evil going down in the future." The elder sighed. "We can only watch and see."

Owen Thurmen stared confusedly around him as he woke up. What had happened? One moment he was dressed as Methos from the Highlander Tv series. The next moment he was lying asleep in the hospital. He looked around the sparse hospital room and fall back to sleep. Somewhere in the hospital rubbish bins was his blood soaked costume.