Disclaimer:Sadly, I do not own the Labyrinth! Also, the story name is a song by Guster. Enjoy!
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As if the world frowned upon the girl, who sat upon her own disaster, the sky darkened and rumbled. A storm was nearing, and Blake would be all alone at the house her job was centered around. Well, that is if she made it to there at all. The car next to her was not helping, and the puddle water splashed against her shoes. It was just her luck today, the lateness that would fall upon her would make her day much worse. There's no such thing as a forgiving person in her little town. It was why Blake wanted to leave so badly.
Blake's car had broken down, for the third time this month, and was forced to run the last half mile toward the destination. Her arms outstretched, shielding her head from the current downpour, the sweat shirt not blocking out any the rain. Her attitude was not very kind against the weather at the moment. Then again, with all the thunder, the weather was not agreeing with her either.
This 17 year old was a not exactly a beauty. Her tangled dirty blond hair and brown eyes were nothing special, but was no where near ugly. Her personality of being sarcastic and out of this world always separated her from her classmates. Soon, Blake would get out of this town and leave this awful place. Blake wasn't much with fashion these days, spending more time outside and trying to get away from the situation at hand. It took a toll on her, leaving her in the dust from the other girls. Hey, at least Blake had a reason to be so...Strange.
Ever since freshmen year, where Blake was in the popular crowd, something changed within Blake. A lot has happened between freshmen and senior year. As a junior, Blake was second in charge, a follower to her queen bee. Blake wasn't nearly as mean or cruel, but had her over bearing thirst for perfection. Nobody was safe from 'Perfect Blake', that was until her ungraceful fall from the "it" crowd, where most of the school shunned her away. The reason this happened was because Blake's friend Katie disappeared.
This made Blake bitter, snapping at everyone, especially when the last words Katie said to her was that she would never be perfect as she wanted to be. Blake figured it was easier to be the perfect mess, then to be perfect. This let out a chain of reactions, and Blake soon didn't care about anything, especially school. Now that it was the summer before senior year, her mother forced her to get a job and actually interact once and a while.
"Oh, man! I'm going to be late! They're going to kill me!" Blake groaned, the neighborhood coming into view. Blake's backpack on her shoulder held very few items, mostly for her babysitting job she was heading to. One item was of sleeping pills, you know just in case. At this very moment Blake cursed her summer job, only 17 and her wasted years were unbearable. Blake wanted to curse out the lady she worked for everyday. She was a class-A bitch.
Soon, the house Blake knew very well came into view, and her soaked clothes felt heavy and itchy. The door opened very suddenly, and out stepped a snobby looking women. It was as if Ms. Green was watching Blake very closely, just to poke fun at her being a bit late. This was Mrs. Green, a upper middle class women, who would rather go out to dinner then even glance at her children, Eddie and Gwen. Eddie, who was just as bad, was about 2 and was very hard on his babysitter.
"It's 7:00, and you're late." Her sharp tongue made Blake stop in her tracks. The rain pitter-pattered on her clothes, quite faintly. The noise made her nose twitch with annoyance. The family dog tagging after her run, just to see what was going on. The wet, slippery dog bumped into Blake's leg. The dog was always happy to see a less then friendly Blake."Well, don't just stand there! Come in, and put that dog back in the garage for me." Her commands were demanding, and Blake had to hold herself back from giving her a piece of her mind.
Doing as she was told, knowing the money would be well spent on college, Blake ushered the loud dog into the garage, and stepped through the door into her personal hell. A small part of Blake felt a bit sorry for the dumb dog, knowing how awful it would be to be locked out. Her thoughts quickly returned back to the babysitting. The other child, who went by the name Gwen, was now 11 and was constantly over a friend's house. It was a relief to only take care of one kid, especially when they can be so loud.
"You can't be this late again, me and Mr. Green hardly ever go out!" The women exclaimed, quite dramatically if you asked the teenager standing just a few steps away. Blake mentally rolled her eyes. You go out every weekend.Her thoughts cursing out her employer. Mrs. Green always tried to give Blake a guilt trip, criticizing everything she saw the younger girl do.
"We only ask to babysit if you are able to make it!" Mrs. Green gave Blake the evil eye, a thing that happened most often. Blake shook off her wet jacket, and hung it over her bag, placing it on the sofa. Blake could just fell the look of distaste on the mother's face. It made Blake feel a bit better about her day, taking extra long just to bug the old lady.
"We feed Eddie, and put him to bed. He won't be much trouble." Mr. Green promised, walking into the room like nothing was wrong, Blake actually liked Mr. Green. Mr. Green was a timid man, and was quite a role model, but his children seemed to be a lot more like their mother. Sadly, Mr. Green was barely there for his kids after all, so both parents were at fault for the behavior the two kids created. "We were worried you wouldn't show!" His joking tone was showing, but Blake could tell the wife was all over the place about her being late.
"Alright, you two have fun!" Blake said, waving them out the door. The two left, only Mr. Green saying goodbye. A evening of television would satisfy for lack of socialization, mostly because Blake wasn't allowed to bring a companion, especially not a male. Then again, Blake didn't have anybody to bring in the first place. The rules of the house were quite simple, but annoying to follow. No junk food, no calling out for dinner, no using the house phones, no sleeping, don't touch anything glass, and (The most important rule of all)no swearing! Not that these things ever stopped Blake.
Soon, after Blake made her way to Eddie's room, a cry erupted from the child. The break of silence made the teen cover her ears. This alwayshappens, Eddie wasn't known for ever being a easy kid to babysit. He constantly cried, no matter what you tried to do. Never the less, Blake opened to door to his and Gwen's shared room, and grabbed the little munchkin. Blake wasn't very good with kids, but she was a fast learner. Blake had to stop herself from rolling her eyes.
"Oh, stop that Eddie!" The desperate teen begged him, feeling already angered from the loud cries from the kid. "It's not fair!" Blake cried, the noise hurting her ears as the kid just got worse. Blake, outside of her job, was normally quiet and distant from the world. Blake put the toddler down, racing down the stairs to get her bag. Tossing aside her wet sweat shirt, Blake grabbed a book with her bag, and pulled enough energy to get back upstairs within a record time.
Blake found that Eddie loved stories, or maybe just the sound of Blake's calm voice. Blake always brought a certain book, it's golden lettering on the book read "The Labyrinth". Blake always told this story, because she once heard Mrs. Green click her tongue and always suggest a story off the book shelf. Following the rules were boring.
"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child that you have stolen."Blake bent slightly over, reciting the quote that had burned itself into her head. A smiled appeared and disappeared from her face. For once, it wasn't working. "You want a story, right?" Blake asked, feeling angered over the pent up rage.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young girl whose mother forced her to get a job, where the employer always made her stay home with the baby. Obviously she was a babysitter. And the baby was a spoiled child, and wanted everything to himself, and the young girl was practically a slave. But what no one knew is that the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the the girl, and he had given her certain powers. So one night, when the baby had be particularly cruel to her, she called on the goblins for help!"
Her words were stronger then she realized, awakening something that had not been used in years. Blake's eyes burned with passion, this kid had gotten the better of her for years. Sure, Blake did like the little bugger, but Mrs. Green always treated her like a poor servant girl, ready to give up her life. It was maddening. The toddler just kept crying though, and Blake growled with frustration. Blake shoved the book down, and picked up the baby once more.
"All I have to do is say the right words." Blake whispered, her eyes meeting the innocent ones of the child. Blake knew the words, of course, The Labyrinth had been her favorite book, the moment it fell into her lap. A unspoken bond was placed between herself and the book, ever since the girl entered the dust filled attic and saw it. "I'll say the words." Blake threatened, saying the first words over and over again.
The girl and the baby twirled around in circles, but the crying didn't cease. "I wish, I wish, I wish. Eddie stop it!" Blake yelled, making them both more upset. "I wish...The goblins would take you away." Blake placed the baby back in the crib, planning to block out the sound from downstairs. Blake made small steps toward the door, reaching it after a few moments. "Right now."
Blake turned off the light, but the sound suddenly wasn't there. Blake peeked through the slightly closed door, wondering what had came over the small child so quickly. Blake switched on the light, but the thunder overhead rumbled to suggest the power was knocked out. Yet, oddly the hall light was still on. Blake made a face as she flicked the light switch at least 5 times before giving up. The window's shadows made Blake weary, frightening her slightly. Her worst fear came alive.
The crib was empty. Where the hell was Eddie?
Laughter could be heard around, and Blake turned and turned to find only emptiness. The window's view was suddenly blocked bu a huge bird, a while owl. Finally, Blake stumbled back onto the bed, panic stricken and scared. The window broke open, and in flew a beautiful huge white owl, shards of glass, glitter, and leaves fell over the room. A man appeared in place of the bird.
This was no ordinary man, his features were quite inhumanly pretty, as if he was perfect physically. His hair was a dark brown, and slightly shaggy. His uniform was out of style, and his gloved hands were outstretched toward her. n his fingers was one crystal. His dark clothes made his brilliant green eyes stand out, probably his best feature. His eyes met Blake's, and his lips formed a small smirk. It was unnerving. His aura swept over Blake.
"Oh!" Blake exclaimed, brushing the glass off her as if it was nothing more then dust, this had to be a dream. There was no other explanation. At least one that would make sense, realistically. "You're...You're the Goblin King." Blake's voice was full of curiosity. Perhaps Blake was on drugs or something. See, that made a lot more sense then the Goblin King being real. "You're not real." Blake added, closing her eyes and placing a hand over her face.
"You must be the newest victim, I might add that you look quite different from the last girl, she was far less attractive." His playful voice was dark, and brought on a sense of being watched. "I am very real, Blake. Open your eyes and I will still be here." His tone mocked Blake, but she didn't object, just opened her eyes. Her sense of fighting back was slightly altered, placed by confusion.
"I want that kid back-"
"Blake, it doesn't work like that." A glare formed upon his face. "You see, you wished him away. And I have to for fill a wish, my pretty." His smirk widened slightly, moving closer slightly. The wind picked up, reaching over to Blake.
"You see, I have to get him back. I babysit him! He's not even my kid! They'll kill me! Please! I didn't mean it!" Blake said, keeping the thought back that she couldn't just leave Eddie within the hands of a stranger. Even Eddie deserves a better life then that! I mean, Blake was certainly dreaming now.
"What a pity. You didn't mean it, huh? I've heard that before. Blake, why don't back and play with your little kitties, and boyfriends. Forget about the kid, he's gone now." Blake shook her head. "I've brought you a gift. If you turn it this way, it will show you your dreams. Do you want this?" He drew closer to the teen, her eyes following the crystal.
"Yes, I want it." Her whisper was all she had, her voice felt so far away.
"Then forget the baby! What said is said. Ever heard the saying 'Careful what you wish for?'" Blake shook her head once more, as if denying The Goblin King.
"Listen here, Goblin King!" Blake stood up, finding her courage once again. "No asshole will take this kid from me. So, why don't you wave your frilly clothes, and give me back that whiny little stupid...Kid." Blake snapped at him, standing to her full height, and still was a head shorter then the Goblin King. A stray thought of this man not being what the book described cross through her head.
"Oh, well. Here comes to fun part. There is only one way to get the child." The man stepped back onto the window ledge, and smiled down at Blake. He laughed at her softly. "You must complete the labyrinth. Good luck with that, you're nothing compared to the last winner."
The Goblin King grabbed Blake's hand,and pulled. Suddenly, Blake and the Goblin King were standing in a grassy hill, peering down at the maze. Blake pulled her hand away, and leaned on a sullen looking tree. Blake didn't even have time to be offended from what he said to her. This was all overwhelming. Everything was going too fast. Yet, the challenge was tempting.
"Doesn't look too bad." Blake muttered, obviously trying to console herself, and only herself. "You watch me beat you." Blake muttered under her breath, folding her arms. Hey, might as well enjoy the drug induced dream.
"It's farther then you think. This is your last chance to turn around" The Goblin King replied, twirling the glass ball within his fingers. Blake didn't even move a inch. "Ah, I see you've picked. You have 13 hours in which to solve the labyrinth before your baby brother... becomes one of us... Forever. ...Such a pity." His voice faded away, and Blake stood alone, the wind picking up and tangling her dirty blond hair.
"This is just great." Blake said, glancing around at the front. "Well, it's ok. I'll wake up, and laugh at my stupid self." Mumbling to herself, Blake started down the hill. Part of her would give anything to have dry clothes.
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