Summary; A young demon from Halloween town and a boy who meddles in peoples lives trying to help, end up in New York, there they meet Percy Jackson, can they find a way home? Will they find more then friendship, and what's this about rumours of two strangers carrying giant keys? Yaoi. KH and Percy Jackson and the Olympians crossover.

Stormkeeper818; sorry it's late, Final Fantasy 12 kept distracting me, anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer; I do not own anything except Fife and Stalos and plot idea, at least, I'm pretty sure I do

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"What was that thing?" a voice asked, it sounded as if it was coming from far away.

"A Sphinx I think," another voice, calm.

"A what?"

"A Sphinx, part human part lion," Percy's eyes fluttered as he left the dark world of a dreamless sleep and came back to reality.

"Hey he's waking up," who was that, his voice sounded sweet, musical and something, he could place what it was. Percy's green eyes opened.

Percy blinked as he tried to focus on the blurry room, two figures, one dressed for Halloween and another in a weird looking coat came into view.

"It's about time," the one in the weird coat, though he sounded annoyed, Percy caught a glimpse of what he thought was relief.

"'Bout time sleeping beauty," said the one in the Halloween costume, a pair of shredded feathered wings hung limply from the back of a black looking jumpsuit, while a pair of bat-like wings were folded neatly along his spine.

"Who…?" Percy tried to talk but his head started pounding.

"Here," the one in the coat pressed a surprisingly cool hand to Percy's forehead, almost immediately Percy felt better. "My name's Fife, Demon boy here," he nodded to the costumed boy, "is called Stalos,"

"Pleased to meet you," Stalos nodded, fangs jutting over his bottom lip as he smiled.

"Percy," Percy nodded his own head in greeting.

"Sorry about the hair," Fife said as he stood up, "By the way, you might want to try and not put too much weight on your right leg, you almost broke it," he headed to what looked like a run down kitchen, now that Percy thought about it, this whole place seemed as if it was condemned or something.

"What's he talking about?" Percy looked at Stalos who grinned nervously.

"Um, here, he-he…" Stalos handed Percy a mirror.

Percy stared into it. Instead of his normally black hair it had turned a strange red-gold-brown colour. Percy ran a lock of it through his fingers.

"How?" he asked, wide-eyed.

"Small side affect of all the healing we had to do, you were pretty beat up, fortunately there weren't any serious cuts, just bruises mainly, otherwise you would have been screwed,"

"Do you mind telling us why that Sphinx was after you?" Fife came back in carrying a tray holding three steaming mugs of tea.

"Um, I don't drink tea,"

"It's not tea, it's a restorative, it'll speed your recovery,"

"But I feel fine," Percy protested.

"That may be, but you're still not a hundred percent," Fife gave him the steaming mug. Percy looked at it, unsure, but gave in when Fife refused to stop staring.

"Fife's the best when it comes to healing and stuff," Stalos gave Percy an encouraging grin as he stood up, reaching out a hand to help Percy.

Percy looked up at him; he was almost half a head taller than him. Stalos smiled as he saw Percy staring at him, though Percy found it hard to tear his gaze, he somehow managed.

"Come on, I'll show you to the door," Stalos nodded towards the exit and headed towards it, opening it as Percy approached.

"You're not from around here are you?" Percy asked as Stalos closed the door and they both stood on the run-down porch outside.

"Is it that obvious?" Stalos asked as he lent against a railing that had half fallen into the shrubbery below, the paint flaking off leaving bare brown patches against the white.

"Kinda, I mean, no offence or anything, Halloween was last week, and…aren't you kind of old to still be dressing up for trick or treating,"

Stalos gave him an odd smile as he turned round, shoulders supporting him as he continued to lean against the porch railing.

"I live for Halloween," he said proudly, before heading back inside, pausing as he stood in the doorway, "If you need help, just look us up, be seeing you around," with that the door clicked shut, hiding Stalos from view.

Percy looked at the peeling door, thinking about the two strange people he'd just met, one seemed calm and serious; the other was like a puzzle, no matter how hard Percy tried he just couldn't figure him out.

Thinking on what Stalos had just said before he vanished, he left, making his way for home the moment he saw a street sign pointing him in the right direction. His mom was so going to kill him.

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Well there ya have it, chapter 2. Hope you enjoy it and please review.