A Love Unknown
Disclaimer: Please don't sue. I barely have enough money to make payments on my computer.
Summary: It is twelve years later, and Jareth cannot get Sarah out of his mind.
Hello all. Thought that I would try and write something different for a change with this story. Beware of the angst that is hurled at you. Also, I am making a shameless plug for my other stories. PLEASE, (I mean) please check them out and see what you think of them. Feel free to leave any feedback, good or bad. It will all be appreciated either way. Thanks!!!!
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A group of Goblins ducked as a wine pitcher flew over their heads and crashed into the wall, shattering into pieces. The goblins understood that their King wasn't in a good mood, but they needed to have an argument settled on the ownership of the pitcher. The King, after listening o twenty minutes of constant bickering, decided that neither party should own the pitcher, and with that, he had picked it up and thrown it at the wall.
One of the Goblins had the nerve to step forward and say, "Majesty, with all due respect, I know that you are upset about the lady for refusing you, but.....,"
The look that the King flashed the goblin shut him up immediately. In an instant, the King had walked over and picked up the goblin by his throat, holding him high up in the air. The Kings eyes flashed of rage as he said, "Don't ever mention that in my presence again, do you understand me?"
The goblin couldn't answer him, but gave a weak nod. The king then repeated his earlier action and threw the goblin toward the group of goblins. This time he hit his target and the entire group fell to the floor.
The King strutted over to where the goblins lay, squatted down and said to them, "Now, if you are not out of my sight in the next five seconds, I will send all of you straight into the Bog of Eternal Stench without any hesitation."
The goblins just stared at him, and when he yelled, "GO!!" they were out of the room as quick as lightning.
"Oh, Jareth, why must you be so mean to them?" A voice said.
Jareth, the Goblin King, turned around to see his younger sister, Danika, standing there, with her arms crossed over her chest. "They were annoying me, so I had to get rid of them," Jareth answered her.
He moved to sit down on his throne, and Danika moved over to sit on another chair that she made out of thin air. She looked at her brother and said, "Jareth, talk to me. Tell me what the problem is."
Jareth looked up at her, then shook his head as he buried it in his hands and slumped over. He didn't want to have this conversation with anyone, especially his sister. Every time that someone brought up his bad attitude, he would get very defensive and angry, then he would become stoic.
"Danika, I really don't want to talk about it right now," Jareth began to say to her.
"Jareth, I don't care. For the last twelve years, you have been in the same grumpy mood. It kills me to see you like this." Danika said to him.
They were silent for a few minutes, Jareth was staring at his hands, the walls, anything to avoid making eye contact with his sister, who was staring at him, waiting for an answer.
Finally, Danika spoke up, "The goblins were right weren't they," she said. "It is about her, isn't it? That girl, I think her name was Sarah, wasn't it?"
Jareth finally made eye contact with her and said, "I can't believe that you are bringing this up. I told you that I didn't want to have this conversation, and I am not going to have it with you."
"You're still deeply in love with her aren't you?" Danika said quietly, trying not to upset him more than he already was.
Jareth was too shocked to say anything. He thought that he had done a really good job of hiding his emotions about Sarah for the past twelve years, but his sister could see right through him.
"Come on Jareth, I can tell. I am a woman, and I notice these things. Now please, talk to me." She coaxed him on.
Jareth continued to stare at her, and finally said, "No Danika. I can't tell you anything because there is nothing to tell you. Now please, leave me alone."
Jareth..." Danika began.
"Please, Danika." Jareth interrupted. "Please leave."
Danika looked at her brother for a moment, then stood up. In a flash, Danika and the chair that she was sitting in disappeared, leaving Jareth alone on his throne.
Jareth sighed again as he rubbed his temples, then stood and walked down a long hallway to his chambers, slamming the doors shut behind him.
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Jareth moved towards his bed and laid down on it, thinking as he moved. He rested his head against one of the soft pillows, and closed his eyes.
He opened them and conjured a crystal out of thin air. He peered into it, and was taken away by the beauty of the figure inside the crystal.
Inside the crystal, Sarah sat on a bench in a park, staring out into space. A small smile lit Jareth's face when he first looked at her. She still hadn't given up the poet's shirts that she used to wear, and her beautiful dark hair looked just like it had twelve years ago, when she went through the Labyrinth.
Jareth continued to watch Sarah in the crystal for a while, and the smile stayed on his face the whole time. When Sarah got up off of the park bench in the crystal and began to move, Jareth followed her through the crystal.
The smile on his face fell when he saw the small child that Sarah picked up and hugged. This was part of the reason that he was always in a bad mood.
Jareth had been watching Sarah ever since she had said those words to him twelve years ago. The truth was that those words had no effect on what happened at all. They were completely useless. Jareth realized that when Sarah said those words, she was saying that she could never love him, and those words were like a dagger in Jareth's heart.
Still, he had watched her. He watched as Sarah graduated high school and fell in love with a man not long after she graduated from college. They married after a short courtship and had a child, a little boy, after a few years.
But the love between the two had gradually diminished, and they would fight constantly, sometimes resulting in violence. They ended up getting a separation from each other a few months ago. The man ran off and Jareth hasn't seen him since the separation.
It made Jareth angry that that man could hurt Sarah the way that he did, and then just leave her alone to care for that child. But he could do nothing; he didn't want to interfere with Sarah's life, and the life of that child.
Jareth dropped the crystal, and it fell to the floor, shattering in little pieces. The shards disappeared not long after hitting the floor. Jareth used his magic to change his clothes into a pair of pajamas.
He got under the thick covers of his bed, and closed his eyes. His thoughts were still of Sarah, and the love that she would never share with him. As he drifted into a deep sleep, a single tear escaped from Jareth's eye and fell onto the pillow.
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Okay, The first chapter is finished, and I promise that I will write and update more quickly. Don't worry folks, things will hopefully get better for Jareth in the later chapters of the story. But in the meantime, please leave me some feedback on what you think so far. Thanks a lot.
Disclaimer: Please don't sue. I barely have enough money to make payments on my computer.
Summary: It is twelve years later, and Jareth cannot get Sarah out of his mind.
Hello all. Thought that I would try and write something different for a change with this story. Beware of the angst that is hurled at you. Also, I am making a shameless plug for my other stories. PLEASE, (I mean) please check them out and see what you think of them. Feel free to leave any feedback, good or bad. It will all be appreciated either way. Thanks!!!!
@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*
A group of Goblins ducked as a wine pitcher flew over their heads and crashed into the wall, shattering into pieces. The goblins understood that their King wasn't in a good mood, but they needed to have an argument settled on the ownership of the pitcher. The King, after listening o twenty minutes of constant bickering, decided that neither party should own the pitcher, and with that, he had picked it up and thrown it at the wall.
One of the Goblins had the nerve to step forward and say, "Majesty, with all due respect, I know that you are upset about the lady for refusing you, but.....,"
The look that the King flashed the goblin shut him up immediately. In an instant, the King had walked over and picked up the goblin by his throat, holding him high up in the air. The Kings eyes flashed of rage as he said, "Don't ever mention that in my presence again, do you understand me?"
The goblin couldn't answer him, but gave a weak nod. The king then repeated his earlier action and threw the goblin toward the group of goblins. This time he hit his target and the entire group fell to the floor.
The King strutted over to where the goblins lay, squatted down and said to them, "Now, if you are not out of my sight in the next five seconds, I will send all of you straight into the Bog of Eternal Stench without any hesitation."
The goblins just stared at him, and when he yelled, "GO!!" they were out of the room as quick as lightning.
"Oh, Jareth, why must you be so mean to them?" A voice said.
Jareth, the Goblin King, turned around to see his younger sister, Danika, standing there, with her arms crossed over her chest. "They were annoying me, so I had to get rid of them," Jareth answered her.
He moved to sit down on his throne, and Danika moved over to sit on another chair that she made out of thin air. She looked at her brother and said, "Jareth, talk to me. Tell me what the problem is."
Jareth looked up at her, then shook his head as he buried it in his hands and slumped over. He didn't want to have this conversation with anyone, especially his sister. Every time that someone brought up his bad attitude, he would get very defensive and angry, then he would become stoic.
"Danika, I really don't want to talk about it right now," Jareth began to say to her.
"Jareth, I don't care. For the last twelve years, you have been in the same grumpy mood. It kills me to see you like this." Danika said to him.
They were silent for a few minutes, Jareth was staring at his hands, the walls, anything to avoid making eye contact with his sister, who was staring at him, waiting for an answer.
Finally, Danika spoke up, "The goblins were right weren't they," she said. "It is about her, isn't it? That girl, I think her name was Sarah, wasn't it?"
Jareth finally made eye contact with her and said, "I can't believe that you are bringing this up. I told you that I didn't want to have this conversation, and I am not going to have it with you."
"You're still deeply in love with her aren't you?" Danika said quietly, trying not to upset him more than he already was.
Jareth was too shocked to say anything. He thought that he had done a really good job of hiding his emotions about Sarah for the past twelve years, but his sister could see right through him.
"Come on Jareth, I can tell. I am a woman, and I notice these things. Now please, talk to me." She coaxed him on.
Jareth continued to stare at her, and finally said, "No Danika. I can't tell you anything because there is nothing to tell you. Now please, leave me alone."
Jareth..." Danika began.
"Please, Danika." Jareth interrupted. "Please leave."
Danika looked at her brother for a moment, then stood up. In a flash, Danika and the chair that she was sitting in disappeared, leaving Jareth alone on his throne.
Jareth sighed again as he rubbed his temples, then stood and walked down a long hallway to his chambers, slamming the doors shut behind him.
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Jareth moved towards his bed and laid down on it, thinking as he moved. He rested his head against one of the soft pillows, and closed his eyes.
He opened them and conjured a crystal out of thin air. He peered into it, and was taken away by the beauty of the figure inside the crystal.
Inside the crystal, Sarah sat on a bench in a park, staring out into space. A small smile lit Jareth's face when he first looked at her. She still hadn't given up the poet's shirts that she used to wear, and her beautiful dark hair looked just like it had twelve years ago, when she went through the Labyrinth.
Jareth continued to watch Sarah in the crystal for a while, and the smile stayed on his face the whole time. When Sarah got up off of the park bench in the crystal and began to move, Jareth followed her through the crystal.
The smile on his face fell when he saw the small child that Sarah picked up and hugged. This was part of the reason that he was always in a bad mood.
Jareth had been watching Sarah ever since she had said those words to him twelve years ago. The truth was that those words had no effect on what happened at all. They were completely useless. Jareth realized that when Sarah said those words, she was saying that she could never love him, and those words were like a dagger in Jareth's heart.
Still, he had watched her. He watched as Sarah graduated high school and fell in love with a man not long after she graduated from college. They married after a short courtship and had a child, a little boy, after a few years.
But the love between the two had gradually diminished, and they would fight constantly, sometimes resulting in violence. They ended up getting a separation from each other a few months ago. The man ran off and Jareth hasn't seen him since the separation.
It made Jareth angry that that man could hurt Sarah the way that he did, and then just leave her alone to care for that child. But he could do nothing; he didn't want to interfere with Sarah's life, and the life of that child.
Jareth dropped the crystal, and it fell to the floor, shattering in little pieces. The shards disappeared not long after hitting the floor. Jareth used his magic to change his clothes into a pair of pajamas.
He got under the thick covers of his bed, and closed his eyes. His thoughts were still of Sarah, and the love that she would never share with him. As he drifted into a deep sleep, a single tear escaped from Jareth's eye and fell onto the pillow.
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Okay, The first chapter is finished, and I promise that I will write and update more quickly. Don't worry folks, things will hopefully get better for Jareth in the later chapters of the story. But in the meantime, please leave me some feedback on what you think so far. Thanks a lot.