Note: This is my first book on Fanfiction. So, just to warn you, it's probably going to be pretty bad. I've been a fan of the Labyrinth for years, and I've come up with ideas for many different fanfics based on it, but I haven't posted them here. So I was thinking, why not? I'm on Christmas break, and it people like it, I might actually continue it. I'll post at least the first few chapters, though, before I decide. And who knows, you guys might actually like it...Disclaimer: Labyrinth belongs to Jim Henson Company, not me. I simply admired the movie, but I don't own anything.

PROLOGUE

I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside down. And I have done it all for you…

Just fear me. Love me. Do as I say. And I will be your slave…

…You have no power over me…

"That's what she said. Not me."

2013, The Goblin Palace

The palace's throne room was abuzz with action, as it was every day. Goblins danced, jumped, drank, and laughed in every direction. There wasn't a corner of peace in that room. In this insane chamber, there was one goblin who did not share the vigor emitted by everyone else.

The goblin came forward slowly. He had a guilty expression on his face as if he had done something so atrocious it deserved the punishment of death. He bowed in front of the throne, keeping his eyes to the ground. "Sire, excuse me, sire."

The crisp British accent responded. "Yes, what is it? I'm busy."

"Your majesty, it's about your son."

"What about my son."

"He's gone."

"Gone where?"

"I tried to stop him, sire. He just didn't listen to me. And then he tied me up and stuffed me into a garbage can. I-"

"I asked, to where?"

"To-to-to…"

"Spit it out. Where has the boy gone this time?"

"He said he was going to find your Sarah."

The room went silent. Not a goblin in the room uttered a word. The great Goblin King leaned forward, his green eye and blue eye examining the goblin shuddering before him.

In a deadly whisper, he said, "What did you say?"

It had been twenty-seven years since those fateful twenty-four hours. Those twenty-four hours that made him lose the thing he wanted most. Where was she now? Who was she with? And would he ever see her again?

2013, somewhere in America...same day

The phone rang sharply as she turned the corner. She pressed accept on her iPhone, and placed the hands-free set in her ear. "Hello."

"Mrs. Kerry?"

"This is she."

"Hello, this is Principal Meyers from your daughter Jordan's school."

"Oh, no. Did Jordan do something again?"

"The better question is, what didn't she do. Mrs. Kerry, I try to give every kid a chance, but Jordan simply refuses to listen. She misses school, she doesn't complete homework, and she refuses to keep her appointments with our counselor. I know she's a smart young lady, but she doesn't seem to have any drive to succeed. She looks at school as a prison. And this is the second time she's gotten into a fight."

"Mr. Meyers, I understand, and I appreciate everything you're doing. I'm afraid this is partially my fault. Her father and I divorced several months ago, and it's been difficult for her. If she did any damage to the school, I'll be sure to pay for it. Is she hurt? I'm near the school; I can be there in about ten minutes."

"Mrs. Kerry, I'm not calling you to tell you about the fight. I'm calling you to tell you your daughter left school after the fight, and she seemed distraught. I thought you might know where she went."

"I-I have no idea. She'll probably be home fine."

"Mrs. Kerry, you don't seem to be taking this situation seriously at all."

"Mr. Meyers, I don't tell you how to teach, so don't tell me how to be a parent." She clicked the phone off.

She drove for a moment, and then glanced at her phone, telling it, "Call Lisa."

After a moment of ringing, a voice came through the phone. "Hello?"

"Lisa, I won't be able to come in to the shop today. Can you take care of things?"

"Sure thing. Is it Jordan again?"

"Yes, she ran out of school again."

"Geez, Sarah, get her therapy."

Sarah didn't answer, looking outside her window as it began to rain. Whenever it rained, she thought of that night. It had changed her, forever. How could one day change your life, even if that was twenty-seven years ago? Where was he now, the great Goblin King? Did he still remember her?

Sarah shook her head. She had other things to worry about-she needed to find her daughter.