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This is a crossover with an obscure anime called 'Kyo Kara Maou!'
It was Halloween and Principal Snyder was once again asserting his trollish nature , making the Scooby Gang take out a bunch of kids. The worst part was that he had decided to require costumes. But Xander had a plan. With some old army clothes from the attic, and a toy gun, instant soldier! The new discount costume place would ensure that he stay under budget. Of course, his luck held true, though. Some little kid grabbed the last toy gun just as he got there. Dejected, he began to rummage around in the bargain bins. The only interesting thing he could find was a weird toy sword, with a ghostlike face on the hilt. He shrugged, and paired it with a shaggy black wig, and black clothes. Worst came to worst, he could just say he was an immortal.
Later that night, as he was approaching the fifth house with his kids, a wave of magic washed over the town, leaving behind a King, the Maou,king of the Mazoku demons. The Maou looked around at the chaos, monsters everywhere. He sensed something was not right. He started to trace the threads of magic to their source when he was interrupted by a strange, bleached-blond man.
"Oi, looks like I found the Slayer's whelp, all alone. This is goinng to be fun." With that, his face transformed and distorted. Spike sneered at the young king. He could smell something different about the boy, something not quite human, but he dismissed it. The boy had always been a bit strange. Even when he drew a sword, it was hard to be intimidated. The sword had a ghost figure on it that kept moaning and groaning, like it didn't really enjoy the idea of fighting. Truth be told, it kind of looked like the villian's mask from Scary movie. Kind of creepy though. He'd never seen a whiny enchanted sword before.
The boy grinned as he pulled out his sword. "Morgif, my host's memories tell me this one is evil, a possessed corpse. You can eat him if you like." The sword's frown stretched into a grin, and it started making eager sounds. The blade burst into flames, which reached towards the startled vampire.
"Bloody Hell," came a startled curse as the bleached-blond Brit ran off into the night.
Satisfied that there was one less monster out causing trouble that night, Yuri-sama returned to tracing the thread of chaos magic that was endangering the town. It took about an hour to reach his destination because he had to constantly stop and save people from monsters, demons, and pirates. The trail led, unsurprisingly, to the costume shop where young Xander had purchased his costume earlier. Inside, he found Ethan in the back, kneeling in front of a strange statue that leaked mystical energy.
The chaos mage looked up in surprise. "You're not who I was expecting. I bet you're glad to be so powerful, though." He blanched at the cold look on the young king's face.
"You have disrupted the peace of this town, and for what? Childish games. What you have wrought this night will linger, changing this young man forever. He will be the Maou of the Mazoku, and on the Hellmouth, he will draw even more demons to himself. But I will leave him the ability to defend himself. And as for you..." his look became even colder and he began to glow, "I detest taking life, but you must die for your crimes!" At that, a great fountain of water burst out from all the pipes in the store, engulfing the shop owner and his statue, bursting through the roof, forming, for those who could read, the kanji for 'punishment' thirty feet in the air. As Ethan screamed and gasped for air, the king hurled the statue to the ground, breaking it and releasing the town. He promptly collapsed, releasing his water spout.
When Giles arrived ten minutes later, he was shocked to find Ethan and Xander, both unconscious on the drenched ground. The shattered remains of the Janus statue lay nearby. With a shake of his head, he gathered up the young man, taking a moment to kick Ethan in the ribs. Since everything was back to normal, or at least as normal as a Hellmouth got, explanations could wait until morning.