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Note: Ah Shit!! I just found out that there's an Ancient call Morgan Le Fay in SG-1. Damn it…. I stop watching the series after season 5 so I didn't know. Never mind, I will come up with a logical explanation to explain her away.

This Chapter and the Subsequent one is the turning point where everything will really begin. As many of you may have guessed Dawn is the green key and she'll appear soon in upcoming chapters as the Buffster's sister.

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Chapter Seven

Darkness looms in the horizon. The boy known as Xander Harris, now a man, stood inside a forest glade with his companions as he poured the last of his strength into Excalibur. To aid the sword in maintaining the veil between worlds that was soon to be broken. Oma watched in fear as the sky was torn apart and monsters, half elves half man, stepped through the broken veil.

We have failed. Oma thought, her heart clenching in pain as she watched the unholy army of magic made demons tear through the civilizations on Earth. Xander, and the other champions of light were the first to fall.

Weapons pattered harmlessly around the monsters as powerful magicks shielded them from even the most powerful of Earth's weapons. Up in the darkened sky hang a glowing red eye as the evil one looks on in glee at his handiwork.

Within days, the dark army had devastated Earth and the seven keys of this dimension were brought to the evil one, their powers were turned to evil. Dimensions after dimensions fell to the darkness, until only the brightest and most powerful of the dimensions were left. And the dark one still grows in power.

Oma Desala gazed down from her perch on the snow clad mountains. Tears stinging her eyes as the last of the visions faded away. The plan was all for naught. The future was still as dark as ever. She would have to find Elder Ralph, fast.

The afternoon sun shone in through the library windows. Four figures were gathered around the library table deep in discussion about what to do next.

Morgan Le Fay was one of the many Ancients who volunteered to be experimented upon. The experiment at that time was to see if the Ancients could manipulate their own magic resistant genes into magic storing genes that can allow for the wielding of magic.

Morgan Le Fay was one of the few who survived the experiment and the only one to be able to manipulate the mystical forces. Excalibur said gravely. That grimoire is the collection of her life's work. It was among the many Ancients' artifacts Lancelot brought with him when he joined the order. Excalibur said.

The grimoire can only be activated be an Ancient, in this case Xander. According to Lancelot, the book will scan the current Ancient's speech patterns and change the data on its pages into recognizable language. The process will take almost a day, so I'll advise Xander to take this book back with him. The book can scan Xander's brain patterns as long as they are close together. After that, the book can be keyed to young Willow for her own use.

Giles nodded, looking down at the artifacts on the table. The wealth of their little trip lay in a pile. Weapons one side, the two pouches of jewels on the other. Giles hefted one of the pouches, pocketing it.

"I will take this and show it to the local jeweler for appraisal." Giles said. "We need to let each of the gems into the market slowly so as not to draw attention to ourselves. The rest of the gems together with the artifacts will be put in the library's safe in my office."

Xander, it is prudent you take the defl'tor and one of the Zat'ni'katel with you. The defl'tor will self activate when you're in great fear or when you feel a threat to yourself. Keep it in your pockets and it should protect you from most harm. The Zat'ni'katel as I've said before are powerful weapons capable of even vanquishing a normal demon. Excalibur advised.

Xander picked up the Zat'ni'katel gingerly, putting it in his backpack. He then pick up the green amulet, putting it in his pockets, making a mental note to draw a chain through it so he can hang it around his neck, keeping it constantly with him.

"So what are we going to do now?" Xander asked looking at Willow and Buffy's tired faces. They hadn't slept for more than 24 hours. "And I can't keep trudging Excalibur everywhere I go, he's too big and conspicuous."

Excalibur chuckled. What's a weapon that cannot hide? If the bonds between you and me were stronger, you could have called me into your hands from anywhere in this world. However since our bonds are still young and weak, you'll just have to sheath me. That way, I'll always be within you.

"Sheath you? Be within me? What are you talking about?" Xander asked, he had a bad feeling about this all of a sudden.

My bearer can bear me within his body. You have but to plunge me into your body and I will dissipate as raw energy throughout all of your cells. Excalibur said calmly.

"What!!" Xander, Buffy and Willow exclaimed in horror. At the side of the table, Giles began rubbing his forehead.

"You can't be serious! I've seen how you cut through that minotaur, I prefer my Xander whole then in pieces thank you very much." Buffy said.

Xander just looked pale and gulped weakly at the mental image.

Excalibur gave a long suffering sigh. I can cut through anything in this world with the exception of my bearer. What do you think I am asking Xander to do? Commit suicide? Don't be ridiculous!

"But…." Xander said weakly glancing at the sharp side of the sword. "Can't we do it some other way?"

If Excalibur has eyes, he would have rolled them. Trust me, if I wanted you dead, you'll be dead. And there is no other way because I must touch your blood flow to dissipate into your blood stream. Do it Xander, close your eyes, take a deep breath and plunge me into your chest. Excalibur said patiently as if coaching a demented child.

Xander looked at Buffy and Willow weakly and then lifted up Excalibur, pointy end jabbing at his chest. "I feel like an extra in a Japanese samurai movie." Xander said clenching his teeth as he plunge the sword in with a forceful stroke.

There was a blast of white light and Xander suddenly felt every cell in his body filled with energy. Opening his eyes, he found his perceptions splitting into two. He could see Buffy and Willow. But he could also see how Excalibur saw Buffy and Willow now. Buffy was a splash of red and black with a hint of yellow at the core. The mesh of color swirled angrily, pulsing with constant energy. Willow on the other hand was bath in a bright yellow light shining brightly as a small sun. Giles has a yellow core though not as bright as Willow's.

And so it is done. Excalibur said within their minds contentedly. If you ever need me to materialize, simply think of it and I'll rematerialize in your hands.

"Thanks but no thanks. I'll prefer you staying inside my body for a long time." Xander said with a weak gasp. "I don't want to do that anytime soon."

"Yeah, watching Xander pushing you into his body gives me the chills." Willow said shaking her head. "I really thought he was going to die."

Buffy nodded, giving Xander a small hug.

"So what now?" Buffy asked with a tired yawn.

"The thing now is to get back home and rest, we'll talk more tomorrow." Giles said, carrying the jewels and artifacts into his office putting them into his safe. He gave a sigh of relief as the safe click shut, locking those valuables from sight. He walked back into the library looking at his tired charges. "Alright let's go, we have enough surprises to deal with today."

As the four trudged out of the library, none of them felt the strings of fates changing around them, as one of the forces in the universe works subtly in the background.

During Halloween Night ….

Buffy looked at the eighteenth century young girl who had taken over control of her body before her body had fainted. The brown haired young girl was a pretty little thing but very confused about why she was here. The few attempts by Buffy to talk to her was to no avail as she would flee to the darkness corner of her mind.

Then the light had come, merging both of them together. The young women's every thoughts and desires became Buffy's. And in that second as pure whitelighter powers tried to dispel the Chaos magic, Buffy relived the life of the woman's spirit, from her birth till death. The young woman, died at the ripe age of sixty, but she had a dark secret that was eating her away, and Buffy promised to herself that the least she could do is fulfill the woman's last wishes.

Buffy gave a loud sigh of relief as she reached home. The tiredness of being up all day and night was finally bearing down on her. But she cannot rest yet, there was something she must still do. One last promise to the woman she had become on Halloween night.

Opening up her Internet Explorer, she started using the search engines to search for a particular name, the descendants of the aristocratic family that the spirit that had possessed her came from. At last she found it, after hours of searching. Her heart noted sorrowfully that there was only one direct line in the family left. Lady Lara Croft.

With a heavy heart, Buffy began to type an email to her.

The Red Phoenix and the Black Dragon hangs motionless in the cosmos. Both are two of the seven keys of Earth, the Red and the Black keys respectively. Ages past, since the beginning of time when they were born. When each of the keys was bonded by the law of balance to keep their powers in check, only the Red and Black keys retained their full power. For they were given the task of being Executioners of Balance, neither purely Good or Evil, serving to keep both sides in check.

The first step has been fulfilled. The phoenix said, its song setting the stars alight. The visions of future had been sent to the Ascended, causing Excalibur to surface once again. Excalibur, one of our brother who was given the task of being a champion of light as we two became the Executioners of Balance.

Now for step two. The dragon said gravely. Sometimes small sacrifices must be made to accomplished big tasks.

As it is, as it has always been. The phoenix said sadly, at what they are going to do next. Paige Matthews Halliwell must make contact with Excalibur, no matter what the cost.

10 hours later…..

Paige moaned as she grabbed her head painfully. Instantly Aunt Millie had her arms around her, though Paige stiffened as a rush of her aunt's thoughts and memories came upon her as bare skin touched bare skin.

"Dear, are you alright?" Her aunt asked worriedly. "You have been having those headaches all day. I think you have better go and see a doctor before your flight to Los Angeles tonight. Come I'll bring you there now."

Paige nodded painfully, breathing in through her mouth as the pain slowly subsides. "I'll be fine Aunt Millie." She got up and got her purse, giving her aunt a wane smile. "Don't worry, I can manage the trip to the doctor myself."

Aunt Millie looked worriedly at the back of Paige as she walked out the front door. She shook her head, after last night during the Halloween gas leak, Paige had been experiencing painful headaches. She was a bit worried about her. That poor girl had already lost her parents a few years back, she had no need to be burden with a side effect from the gas leak.

Behind her, a wash of magic surrounded the sink, visible only to those who have the gift. There was a gurgle from the sink as she turned back to washing the dishes. Aunt Millie gave a frustrated exclamation as dirty water started rushing out from the sink as it clogged up.

"Ben! Ben! I think you need to call the plumbers." Aunt Millie shrieked. There was no response from her husband who was upstairs. Then she remembered, he was supposed to read the bedtime story to the twins around this time.

Giving a sigh, she wiped her hand dry of soapy water and started flipping the telephone book. Something caught in her eye and as she was rubbing it, a gentle wind started blowing, flipping the pages of the book. "Ah, that's it, Riddle Plumbers. The charges seem affordable." Aunt Millie said to herself as the pages flipped open to the section on plumbers.

Going to the phone, she started dialing the number.

"Boss hey boss, we got a call." The vampire known as Harry called to his sire as the three vampires sat in the old plumber's shop. They had taken over his shop two days ago and then taken over his business as well, doing house calls during the night.

"Good Good." The sire said, getting up and stretching himself. "Let's go get ourselves some dinner. Tony, get the tool box, we're leaving."

Buffy rub her grainy eyes wondering why she was out patrolling when she should be getting more sleep. It had been a long night and morning after all. But something within her was restless and she couldn't get peaceful sleep no matter how she toss and turn.

She walked down the 5th avenue, cutting down the street towards GreenPeace Cemetery which was at the other end of the road.

Maybe I should go home and rest. Buffy thought tiredly, covering a yawn with her hand.

Her ears perked up as a scream sounded around the corner of the street.

"What the…" Buffy said, grabbing her stakes and ran down the corner. The screams were coming from a house up ahead, the door was opened and a van with the name Riddle's Plumbers was parked in front.

Without a pause, Buffy leapt over the little picket fence surrounding the house and ran inside. She paused at the morbid scene that greeted her. One vampire was feeding on a middle aged man who was hanging limply, a huge gash on his forehead where he had been slashed. Another vampire was holding onto a struggling woman as he bit into her neck.

The man is most likely dead. Buffy noted with clinical detachment. But the woman can still be saved.

With a practiced leap across the room, she kicked out the legs of the vampire holding the woman.

"Yo Fang face, pick on someone your own size." Buffy said slamming a fist into the face of the vampire, causing him to lose his grip on the woman who fell onto the floor, blood pouring out her neck. "Shit…" Buffy said, giving the large neck wound a worried glance.

The distraction gave the vampire a chance to land a blow into Buffy's face, causing her to slam into the couch in front of the tv.

"Tony we've got company. Finish your meal and help me out." The vampire called out.

Tony turned around, eyes glowing yellow as he wipe the blood of his lips, tossing the lifeless man aside. He took one look at the petite blond and smiled evilly. "Well, well, a desert has dropped in."

Buffy got up with a muffled groan, eyes burning as she eyed the two bodies on the floor. "You Are Dead." She growled, leaping at the nearest vampire who dodges out of her way. Buffy blinked tiredly, the lack of sleep is making her lose her concentration. With a mental nudge to herself, she lashed out with her hand again, lightning fast.

The vamp exploded into a cloud of dust as the stake entered his heart. Buffy looked at the vampire named Tony. "I am the Slayer, did you just called for desert?"