"Papa?" a little boy pulled at his father's shirt.

The older man smiled and picked up the blonde toddler, messing up his already wild hair.

"What is it my son?"

The boy looked up at him with two mismatched eyes. "Where is mama?"

A small cry sounded through the palace.

Gaenor smiled at his first born son: "Mama is in her bed with your little brother or sister!"

Jareth looked at him and started to cry.

"What's wrong son?" Gaenor soothed his son kissing the top of his head.

"I don't wanna go away!" the toddler pouted.

"Why would you think you have to go away?"

"You have a new baby now, I am mama's baby!" Jareth cried on his father's shoulder.

"My sweet boy, you never have to leave because of the baby. We will love you both. You are a big boy and now a big brother and mama and I are going to need your help with the baby!"

Jareth looked at him in surprise.

"Really?"

"Really!"

The little boy raised an eyebrow and a little smile appeared.

"You want to go see mama and the baby?"

Jareth just nodded and clung to his father.

In the world above it is a common misconception that Fae are immortal. In fact they are not. However they age slowly and live a lot longer than the average human.

Jareth stood at the grave of his mortal father. Gaenor lived a lot longer in the Underground but eventually his heart just gave up. The prince was the equivalent of a teenager and felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His father was his mother's equal and she was devastated.

He grabbed the hand next to him and looked down on his little sister. Morgaine looked up at her brother. Like Jareth she had blue eyes and blond hair. Slightly darker and not as wild but with coloured streaks that changed with her mood. She was creative and gifted with excellent social skills. Without trying people and creatures alike fell for the young girl.

Jareth was more like his mother. More regal and arrogant, a true prince.

After the burial Jareth changed into his owl form and flew off to his beloved Labyrinth.

The Labyrinth was a part of him and he felt her presence everywhere. Somehow he know his mother would transfer her power to him after his father's dead.

It didn't surprise him but he knew his life would never be the same after that day.

He changed back to his humanlike form and sat down at the bank of one of the many lakes in the kingdom.

As he stared back at his own reflection he heard the voice of a young girl.

The first time of many it would turn out. How was it possible he could hear her? Who was she? Where was she?

So many questions came to mind. He had always been sensitive to changes in the world above. And his curiosity had gotten the better of him many times, so he travelled between realms.

As an owl of course, no one could know who he was and he had neglected to tell his mother of his explorations.

"Hey."

"Go away Morgaine!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm telling you!"

"But you're upset, talk to me..."

"Do as I say!"

Morgaine looked at her big brother. Their father's dead was taking a big toll on him and she knew it was turning her brother colder.

"Jareth mama named you her successor. You are to be crowned Goblin King for now. Mama is only going to rule the underground until you find your soulmate. Then you can take over."

Jareth sighed.

"Are you just going to stand there and say nothing?"

"I have no desire to be King. Mother is going to do great, even without father."

"She's alone Jareth! Stop being selfish! This is your legacy, your destiny, your future. You were born to be king!"

"I never chose this future! I have no power over it."

"Get over it Jareth!" Morgaine was getting angry. The streaks in her hear turned from dark blue to bright violet.

"If you think it's is our destiny to follow that path than you become Queen of those little critters."

"You know my destiny lies somewhere else"

"Tell mother I'll be home late!" Jareth responded as he changed form and took off.

"Grow up brother. I miss daddy too." Morgaine replied in tears as she watched her brother fly away.

Unlike her brother she never possessed metamorphic abilities. Morgaine could read people's minds and her skills would be described as manipulating by most. That in itself wasn't a bad skill to have as long as you have a pure soul and no ulterior motives. Morgaine was pure. A half fae living in the underworld. She knew Jareth was hurt but as a young child she felt the prophecy that was her brother's future. Jareth was destined to be the ruler of the Underworld and being Goblin King was the first step.

She apperated back to her home and went on her quest to find Jareth's soulmate.

"Sarah where to find you?"