All too aware of the dying screams of their brother monks being butchered by the Abomination outside the chamber where a frantic ceremony sending the Key to a far-away Slayer was just about to be completed, the small group of clerics finished the spell with mere seconds to spare. The locked and barred door to this room was then smashed open with a casual swing of one dainty fist, and the Order of Dagon's existence formerly lasting since the 12th century soon came to a very bloody end.

Much to the Abomination's annoyance, even saving the Abbot for the last one to be tortured while this piddling insect got to see his other friends there bodily ripped apart didn't make him talk, either. In fact, that insignificant primate somehow managed to be considering something else entirely all while the walls, floor, and ceiling were being painted red. Something that even with his approaching death was making the Abbot quite…perplexed?

Punching that disrespectful human's head completely off his shoulders didn't do anything to alleviate the Abomination's immense irritation. Now she had to search for her Key throughout this stupid planet, all without even knowing what it looked like now!

Several years earlier:

Checking his wrist device once more in utter bafflement, a nine-millennia-old alien from outer space stranded on Earth when his starship crashed there still had trouble believing what was presently being displayed by that piece of supremely advanced technology. Giving his device a firm whack didn't change it from insisting just minutes ago the awesome entity composed of vast mystical energy known as the Key had intangibly drifted through a decidedly mundane St. Louis suburban home in the middle of the night by way of a pre-teen girl's bedroom where Maggie Parker was fast asleep in there.

Naturally, this same young lady hadn't even noticed it happening during her deep slumber. Only recently had Marmazon 4.0's scientists managed to identify what the Key was, much less tracking it with their hand-held scanners. Sweeping his device several times around the unlit bedroom from where he was standing in the open doorway, the alien found no remaining trace of the Key, or even any potential alterations caused by the Key's brief visit to Maggie's room.

A drowsy mumble came from the head of the bed, all without Maggie getting near to waking up. She'd still obviously sensed on her cheek the slight breeze made from her nanny opening the door. Which in turn then resulted in Maggie rolling over upon the mattress onto her side, presenting the back of her pajama top towards the ajar doorway while she continued to peaceably snooze under the covers in her bed.

Masquerading as a human being (well, a Canadian qualifies for that, eh?) in order to covertly blend in with the native species until he eventually got his spaceship fixed, the alien known as Meego pointed his wrist device at Maggie again. Nope, still no obvious aftereffects of that girl's unaware encounter with the Key. Carefully closing the door without the slightest sound to avoid disturbing one of the three children put in his charge when their father hired him to look after them, Meego frowned in complete bafflement.

Virtually nothing was known by his people concerning the Key, just how ancient it was and its incalculable potential for traveling to other dimensions. Just why that primal energy had visited here in the first place, Meego had absolutely no idea, except possibly by sheer random chance.

Walking down the hallway to his own bedroom, Meego supposed that was as good as any other reason he might come up with— Wait a second!

Stopping dead in his tracks, Meego examined again the extremely absurd thought which'd just flashed through his mind. Fine, so there'd been no unpleasant repercussions in respect to Maggie herself, but what about the Key? It might've undergone on its own some sort of inexplicable consequence…

Resuming his stroll, Meego did a simultaneous exasperated eye-roll while shaking his head. Absolutely not! There was categorically no way a normal, everyday 12 year old girl could influence, now or later, an entity as old as the universe!

Back in Maggie's bedroom, this doctor's daughter shifted again in her sleep, resuming her supine position and presenting a serene, calm face in the room darkness. This same feminine visage would in three years' time be copied onto a transformed template of a Slayer's body during the Order of Dagon's spell but with a completely different countenance, all due to the Key's accidental meeting with another young girl.

It's been said that every single person in the world has a double, an identical look-alike also defined as a doppleganger.

For Dawn Summers and Maggie Parker, this was quite true.

Author's Note: Meego was a very short-lived CBS sci-fi sitcom which aired only six episodes from September to October 1997 before being cancelled. It's notable for BtVS fans in that Michelle Trachtenberg portrayed the Maggie Parker character…during the same year of 1997 that Buffy the Vampire Slayer began earlier in March!

I was a bit surprised that nobody had ever done a Meego/BtVS crossover before, but I couldn't find a single one on Twisting the Hellmouth or on this site. Now there is, so enjoy.