Hi everyone! Welcome to yet another labyrinth story! I know that this is either the day before or the day of Bowie's passing (depending on where you are in the world) so I hope I can give a little light to the darkness that many of you fans may feel. Lots of love and my thoughts are with his friends and family.

This is a Sleeping Beauty/Snow White AU of Labyrinth, dedicated to my friend babylonidol who has a fantastic Labyrinth and Star Trek Instagram page whose favorite Disney Princess is Aurora! I hope you will all enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

As always, I own nothing. Not the characters, not Jareth's awesome hair, not Snow White, not Labyrinth, not Sleeping Beauty. They're owned by Disney or the Jim Henson company. I will be borrowing characters and some lines from each of the three stories but this is not a crossover since it's still a labyrinth story. The lines will not always be exact as the films except for labyrinth because this is fanfiction so I'll adjust according to how I feel. If you've read my Cinderella AU, A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes, it's kinda like that. It does a few darker details though, more like how Snow White type of dark (Disney version) as for age of appropriateness, if you can watch Snow White and see the dark details there then you can certainly read this story. I am trying to make this story appropriate for all ages really but also very developed and full.

Thank you for taking a chance at reading this! The story is already finished so I'll be uploading chapters depending on how many reviews, favorites, and follows I get!

There was a reason the Goblin Kingdom would strike fear into the hearts of everyone who heard of it.

King Gregory and Queen Janelle were joined together in an arranged marriage, as was common for many royals. The king was desperate for a queen so that he could have an heir as was expected so he could pass the throne along to go back to partying. The queen married him for a life of power and riches.

Gregory did not rule the kingdom as his fathers before him, with grace and with care. He ruled it with ruthlessness and darkness, not caring if his subjects needed anything so long as he had his own luxuries. While his people starved, he would be having fun doing whatever he wanted with his grand parties. When people would wish children away, he wouldn't care where they went. They would go into the labyrinth and the wished-always would be taken by clumsy goblins to nearby kingdoms while many runners would either get hurt or died in the labyrinth instead of receiving the lessons they should've learned from being there.

Only the local governments were able to keep the kingdom running the way it was mostly supposed to go.

His wife was the same way. They were quite similar by all accounts except for the fact that they just couldn't get along. They hated each other and it would cause contentions.

Many said that the only good thing to come from their union was their son, Prince Jareth. He was a spoiled child in the sense that any toy he wanted, he got. If the food was off just by a few degrees, they would change it. He could've been just as spoiled as his parents but a trip to a local village changed him. Like Prince Siddhartha Gautama who saw suffering and went on to become the first Buddha, then thirteen year old Jareth became sensitive to the sufferings of his people. While his parents were inebriated and having their parties, he reinstated systems of caring the wished away children and took care of the runners. He defied his parents and became more powerful than they could ever be.

This went on for a while Prince Jareth more or less took care of himself and stayed in isolation as he did not find pleasure in dancing or having fun when he felt more fulfilled doing his duties. He hid from his parents the amount of funding he was using to take care of his people. When he was 21 years old, his parents got into one of those god awful fights where they were too intoxicated to think about the consequences of their actions.

As such, they shot out magic which killed each other.

So, the young prince became the new king of goblins. As customary for his coronation, there was a prophecy made of him by an oracle.

"You will meet a maiden who will capture your heart so fully that you will never love anyone else."

Jareth scoffed at this. Not every prophecy from an oracle came to pass and he was sure this was one of them. He was certain that romantic love could not be true, especially for him. How could he, being born of a loveless marriage where his parents killed each other? He didn't believe in love, at least romantic love. He believed in parental love for he saw that often in his kingdom or devotion between family and friends even if he didn't understand it for he had no kin that loved him.

He saw couples have their own sweet devotions to each other but he was certain that it was probably a friendly kind of love. Even if it was possible to feel love, he didn't care to know it. He had what he needed. He read books and learned things. He was able to visit the Aboveground. He didn't need anyone. He hosted balls only when it was obligatory and only had dances with people here and there, nothing more. Not even a courtship. He only liked to go to these events to show off his glittering outfits, no more. He was skilled with his charms but most of his relationships were superficial or in court.

He was a few centuries old, a little worn now and sad to say the least. He found events tiring without someone he actually wanted to spend time with though he had made real friends over the years.

One of those events was coming up. In the Hester Kingdom, one that was a long time ally with the goblin kingdom, its king and queen had finally welcomed a child. The couple was even older than Jareth's parents had been and thoroughly adored each other. Even this even couldn't be ignored by the goblin king. Through his time taking care of children, he learned to care for them.

He had a present for the child and went off. He had some pressures from his court to take a queen, to secure an heir to the throne before he decided to retire even though he made plans that unlike his father, who married quickly to pass on the throne as soon as he could. He was going to do the job for a long time and would not have a child just to pass on the responsibility. If he wanted to adopt a child, it would be because he wanted to raise one but that seemed unlikely that he would.

Everyone was dressed to the nines. Expensive silk adorned their bodies. Shiny satin and soft velvet lined their sleeves. Elaborate jewelry and hair pieces. Jareth stood out as someone with a regal but dangerous looking side. Everyone knew that he was a generous king but he could be cruel. He wore a dark coat with his hair done and gloves to match him. All the ladies swooned at the sight of the dark king and the men cowered under his commanding eyes.

The other kings and nobles presented their gifts. As Jareth's was a magical one, he stood to the parents and gave a bow. "Your Majesties. I wish to bestow Princess Sarah the gift of remembrance. This is so she may recall information she will need for pertinent times." He formed a crystal, blowing out to the bassinet where it popped over the child's head. He couldn't see her, but he grinned at hearing a small coo from her.

"A useful gift, Your Majesty." Queen Leah thanked him. "We thank you for it."

Up next were three fairies that were a friend of the two loving monarchs: Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather. A long time ago, King Stefan had saved them from a dangerous trap and Queen Leah had taken them to their home to care for them. They were here to give magical gifts to the baby. They took residence in Jareth's kingdom which helped him a great deal. The fairies in his own kingdom were a more crude species than they, distant cousins to the three Good Fairies so having them tame them was a help.

Flora was dressed in all red and stood tall and was a leader of the three ladies. She was a spirited one, more willing to take charge in dangerous situations. She was the spokesperson for the group, a stout lady with an air of authority.

Flora curtsied before the monarchs. "Your Majesties, I wish to give the little princess the gift of beauty." She waved her wand, a stream of sparkling light flew out and landed upon the bassinet to where the sleeping baby was.

Jareth rolled his eyes. He knew Flora and he didn't understand why she'd give her such a useless gift. They were careful to not give the child something like the gift of kindness, for that would take away her gift of choice to do otherwise. But still, it was a nice gift and he smirked a little, thinking about he himself had been blessed with beauty though not by magical means.

Fauna was next. She was the oldest of the fairies and was much more calm and maternal than everyone else was. She had a sweet look on her face and was often the mediator in quibbles between her two friends. Dressed in a green robe, she reminded one of a wise, old tree. "I bestow upon you, my princess, the gift of song." She waved her wand just as Flora did and stood back happily.

Jareth approved of that gift a little more than Flora's. He loved music and it was a gift for when his heart felt too heavy to go on. It would give the princess inner peace if she chose to use it.

Merryweather came next. She was the youngest of the fairies, with quite a bit of temper. She had a good heart but would jump into things too quickly (which was how they had gotten stuck in a trap in the first place). "For you, little princess, I shall give you the gift-"

BOOM

In the middle of the room stood a tall and imposing figure. If everyone thought the goblin king was dark, he was nothing compared to the sight before them. She had on a large, black cloak with purple lining inside. On her wrist was a crow, perched near her purple ring where she held her staff.

"Maleficent." A courtier whispered next to Jareth.

At this, the hairs on the back of the king's neck stood up straight away. He had never met Maleficent before, but he had heard about her. She had once been a good friend to all but greed and power corrupted her mind. Legend says she was powerful, more powerful than everyone in the room including himself. No one quite understood why she turned so bitter, so terrible. It was before Jareth's time but he had a sinking feeling it may have to do with the royal couple right here if her glaring was any indication.

Maleficent looked at Stefan and Leah, the latter latching onto her husband tightly. "Well, it seems that I did not receive an invitation from you on such a joyous occasion."

Jareth wanted to groan. What were they thinking, to not invite her if they knew her? A celebration of a birth was one that was open to all especially one of her status.

"Obviously, you weren't wanted!" Merryweather lashed out. Flora dragged her back and kicked her shin.

Jareth wanted to facepalm. He had always known Merryweather to speak out of turn but he had a nervous feeling as to what would happen next. Not wanting to anger the sorceress, he stayed silent. He never tried to fight an enemy unless there was immediate danger or he knew how to defeat them. They still didn't know why she was there and to arrest her would cause an uproar and possibly their deaths.

Maleficent's eyes shot up. "Not want- Oh dear. What an awkward situation." She huffed, petting her pet crow. "I had hoped that this was merely some oversight on your part."

Queen Leah stepped forward a bit, Stefan holding her back slightly. She ignored her husband. "You aren't offended, are you, Your Excellency?"

Maleficent turned to her, a mocking smile on her face. Her eyes widened in a sneer that rivaled Jareth's. "Why not at all. In fact, I'm going to give the princess a gift myself to show that I have no ill will towards you all."

She slammed her staff on the floor. "Listen well. The princess will indeed grow up in grace and beauty. She will be beloved by all who know her."

Everyone looked at each other worriedly and Leah clutched Stefan's arm tightly.

"But before the sunsets on her 16th birthday, she will come across a deathly tragedy that will rock this kingdom overnight!"

Queen Leah gasped and ran towards the child. No weapon, no shield. She just ran towards the babe and grabbed her close, not caring what came in her way so long as it meant it would protect her baby.

"SIEZE HER!" Stefan ordered his guards.

"FOOLS, ALL OF YOU!" Maleficent seethed.

The guards all tried to go after her but they failed as they were not magical. Jareth felt something compelling him to put himself between Maleficent and the royal family. He threw a crystal at her, hoping to encase her in it but it popped right out of thin air.

"Well, what have we here? I've never seen you before." Maleficent swiped her staff at him but missed.

Jareth ignored her and summoned three more crystals. By the heavens, he was going down fighting this witch! To come in and to hurt a babe was one of the most evil things one could do. An innocent child, one who had done nothing wrong.

Maleficent easily waved them away and threw a crystal back at him, hitting Jareth in the face. The goblin king roared as it hit his eye and he was flung backwards. He hit his head quite hard and felt dazed.

The last thing he heard was Maleficent's cackling fading into the distance.

Jareth woke up with a royal headache. "Bleh." He groaned stupidly.

"Jareth?"

Jareth turned to see Fauna next to him, draping a cloth over his forehead. "Stay still."

"Don't tell me what to do." He growled.

"Charming as always." She teased him a little in a very motherly way. "You hit your head quite hard back there."

Fauna was relieved to hear him be his usual, irritating self. He had been out cold for a while and everyone was afraid of whatever spell might've been put on him.

Just as he was about to ask more questions, Flora and Merryweather came in, bickering and snapping at each other.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled. "What in the name of the Underground is going on?"

He started to remember things. Sitting straight up, he gasped. "The princess!"

"She is safe, for now." Flora reassured him. "Your little stunt surprised everyone, Jareth. I'm not sure if it was very brave of very foolish, she could've wiped the floor with your hair!"

"Then why didn't she?" He sat up. "And I couldn't just stand there, you know how I feel about children. That little princess did nothing wrong and now some tragedy will come to her. Poor thing."

"Aww, you have a soft heart." Merryweather teased and stuck her tongue out at him.

Jareth threw a pillow at her. "Shut up."

"Regardless, you asked for what happened." Fauna said calmly. "She went away after you were hurt. I suppose she did that in order to scare us more than anything. You know that you're one of the most powerful creatures in the Underground."

Jraeth made a mental note to research about the sorceress later. He was more concerned about what would happen here and now. He noticed that his left eye seemed quite sensitive to light. He picked the small mirror up and looked at his face, surprised at the dilated eye.

"It will be permanent, sadly." Flora said regretfully. "You were hit quite hard by her."

"Put that as another reason for me to rid of her." He snorted. "Seriously, what is her issue?"

"I'm afraid it is complicated. None of us really know." Fauna said.

"I am the king of goblins, master of dreams." He rubbed his head. "I will figure it out."

He got up and stretched, feeling a bit better. "I just realized, Merryweather, what did you give the princess as your gift?"

Merryweather stood to the side regally. "I was not able to reverse what Maleficent did. Instead, I decided to weaken her spell."

"Wise idea as baby blessings are the most powerful spells you can give." Jareth took a sip of water. "And what did you say?"

"I said that should she be in mortal danger by an evil spell, true love's kiss will wake her up."

Jareth spat out his water, spraying it all over the floor.

All three fairies were taken aback when he wiped his face with his sleeve. "WHAT?"

He nearly slammed the glass down. "IDIOTS! True love's kiss? What are we in, some kind of ridiculous child's story? This is real life! True love isn't a real thing." He rested his forehead against the wall and groaned in pain. The headache was coming back at full force with his yelling.

"Just because you have yet to experience it, doesn't mean it isn't true, Jareth." Fauna said defensively. "Love is the strongest thing of all. Haven't you heard of it curing things? The sheer will of love has even affected the hormones in humans who are able to lift massive objects up in sheer determination to save their loved ones. Just because your parents had no love for each other, doesn't mean others don't. They didn't love you and yet look at you. You believe in the love a parent has for their baby."

He scoffed. "Even if it is true, what of this 'true love' nonsense? There isn't just one soulmate for someone. That isn't real. Love is a choice."

"And I thought you didn't believe in love, and yet here you are lecturing us." Flora put her hands on her hips, feeling pleased at capturing him in his own words.

"I'm done with this preposterous conversation." He opened the door to signal them out. "I suppose I should go talk to Stefan and Leah and I need to change."

"Wait, before we go, we have a plan for the princess." Merryweather wrung her hands nervously.

"Is it as stupid as your gift?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Enough, Jareth." Fauna said with finality. When she used that voice, everyone was quiet. Fauna didn't get upset that often and it was clear that she was done with him. "The princess will be harmed sometime before her 16th birthday. We don't know when, but we know Maleficent's magic the best as she was once a fairy like us."

"She is much stronger than you though." He said. "If no one has been able to imprison her-"

"Well do you have a better plan?" Flora sighed. "We will care for the girl. Hidden, not using magic except for a concealment charm so she cannot be followed."

"For 16 years, that's quite a long time." He sighed.

"We owe Stefan and Leah." Merryweather said. "You and your kingdom-"

"Will be fine, we were fine before you came and will be after you leave." His words were harsh but his tone was sweet and gentle. "The princess is a future monarch. You owe a debt and you will do to repay them."

"16 years is nothing for me and Flora." Fauna said. "Merryweather is young but for us we will take care of her. We won't tell you how or where for her safety."

"As you well should." Jareth agreed. "I suppose that I will see you in 16 years?"

"Absolutely." They all said.

"Then I wish you good luck."

The idea of Jareth bickering with the three fairies cracks me up! Because someone asked, I will be including a few elements from the movie Maleficent (not a lot though) but I won't say which ones. I'm mostly getting it from the original sleeping beauty Disney animated movie because that one is more romantic, and I need Jareth to do stuff. Maleficent was a good movie but it doesn't quite work for a J/S romance story. I thought that having the reason his eyes are dilated from protecting her is a sweet thought.

I hope that with this story, you will find it enjoyable and I will try to leave out as many potholes as I can so if you find some then just let me know but eh lots of stories have their own plot holes (like even freaking labyrinth had a bunch of plot holes and they're professionals). Thank you so much and I hope you will enjoy this pic!