Summery: Sarah gets wished away, 3 years later, by Toby. But he makes the mistake of wishing her away to the Goblin King, not the goblins themselves. Now she is his slave; to do everything that the King wishes, forevermore. But she promises herself that she will escape his grasp, or die trying.
Your Slave
By JediAshes1021
Chapter 1: The Wish
Sarah sat at her vanity. It was covered in eye shadows, lipsticks, blushes, mascaras, brushes, tweezers, nail polishes, tissues, cotton swabs, and eyeliners, all a hundred different shades. She was getting ready for a graduation party. It was only a few weeks ago that she had graduated from high school, but she already felt the excitement fading away. She sighed as she brushed her long, slightly curled, ebony hair. Another boring party, with people she didn't really know or cared enough to get to know. But her step-mother, Karen, had persuaded her to go to all of the parties she was invited to. No, more like made her go. "You should be going to parties at your age. When you're my age you'll thank me for everything that I do for you." She had said. Sarah highly doubted she would ever feel anything more than annoyance, let alone gratitude, towards her step-mother.
She finished her make up and walked out of her bedroom. Her room had changed drastically from three years before. Any element of fantasy had been boxed up and packed away into the attic. She wanted to forget about her adventure, and had almost come to think of it as a dream; a very realistic dream, but still only a dream. Only one fantastical object remained in her room: a small red, leather bound book called The Labyrinth. Somehow, she couldn't manage to pack that one article away. It meant so much to her ever since she was a little kid, her mother had given it to her. As she walked out of her bedroom she passed the bookshelf on which it usually resided. She didn't notice that at the moment she passed the bookcase, it was missing.
As she walked through the hallway, she passed Toby's room. He no longer slept in his parent's room, being almost five years old now. He was spoiled and selfish, but it was not his own fault. His mother gave him anything he wanted. All he had to do was whine a little and shed a few tears. He was prone to tantrums and fits when he didn't get his way. Sarah hated that he was so bratty and never gave into him, especially when he cried.
He was not so very different from Sarah, however. He had picked up where she had left off in her fantasy world. His room was covered in pictures of dragons, centaurs, and other gruesome mythological creatures. He was very keen on King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. He had swords, helmets, and shields of all kinds and loved romping about whacking the sturdier décor of the house, pretending they were dragons to slay. He was very bright for his age and could already read at a 4th grade reading level. And boy, did he like to read. He read everything that he could get his hands on, as long as they were full of fantasy and adventure. When he saw the red book on his sister's shelf, he knew that it was just right for him.
As Sarah walked by his room, he came bounding out and nearly ran right into her.
"Sarah! Sarah! I need to go to the zoo!" Toby exclaimed. "Right now!" Right now where his two very favorite words. He was extremely mpatient and always wanted everything as soon as possible.
"Why do you need to go to the zoo, Toby?" She asked.
"I wanna see if they have the amminal that I just read about in my book! It's big and hairy and its called a… a… a yee-tie"
"A what? Oh, you mean yeti. I don't think that's a real animal, Toby." She laughed, half wondering what book he was reading. "Anyway, I can't take you right now, I'm going to party."
"But Sarah! I need to see it!" he nearly screamed.
"Well, to bad. You'll just have to wait." She said calmly, and started to walk down the stairs.
Now he was angry. His father was at work and his mother was working out in the basement; a room he was not allowed to stick a toe into for fear that he would be crushed by the weights or mangled to pieces by the treadmill. Sarah was the only one left to give him what he wanted. "AWWW! BUT I WANT TO SEE ONE NOW!"
Sarah sighed, "You are such a little brat, you know that? You're just going to have to wait until your mom can take you."
Wait? Wait! That four letter word was an obscenity to Toby's five year old brain. That word made him so mad, he could scream. And his sister was just as cool as a cucumber, and that just wouldn't do.
Now was when the tiny wheels in Toby's little mind kicked in. He was so mad, you could practically see the steam seeping from his ears. He searched his mind for the perfect insult or comeback, anything to make Sarah as angry as he felt. Then, like a bolt of lightning, it hit him.
"I wish the Goblin King would take you away!" He screamed, "Right now!"
to be continued...