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When I was a little girl my parents died in a car crash. For weeks I stayed at an orphanage while my family fought over who would get to control me and the money my father had left to me. After many court battles I was given to my father's mother, my grandmother Sarah Williams. I was 10 at the time and I was home schooled from that point on. One thing they don't teach you in schools is about the vast world of the Underground and how your family is from there.

My grandmother made sure I knew why I had one brown and one blue eye. She would tell me stories of a kingdom of elves that had been attacked by an evil force. The survivors of the attack made their way to the Aboveground and cloaked themselves as humans; after many generations they became human. Several years after the attack, many of the last remaining elves of the clan went back to the Underground never to be heard from again.

The only thing tying our family to these beings are ancient books that our ancestors wrote. Through the years I had found that I had the gift of Underground magic. My grandmother taught me all she could from the book, but I still needed a teacher who could help me control my still growing powers. After ten years of living with my grandmother she fell very ill and passed before I could learn to heal her.
I grieved for a year allowing my magic to get out of control. One day I snapped out of it after finding a note my grandmother had written before she had passed.

My dear Crystal,
Do not grieve for to long. I know it is hard to understand why you could not heal me, but I tried my hardest to teach you what I could. I know of one who can help you much more then I ever could. Pack two bags one with all the books of our ancestors, and one of your clothes. When that is done close your eyes and wish for the Goblin King to take you away. You will be leaving the Aboveground forever, but you are destined to bring back our ancestors kingdom. We will met again darling just not anytime soon. Oh and tell Jareth I say hello.

I reread the note over and over trying to see if she left me any hints as to how I was supposed to bring back a fallen Underground kingdom. "Of course not." I mumbled as I walked into my room. I stopped for a minute looking over everything. My eyes resting at the mirror, my chocolate brown hair was in a messy bun on the back of my head, my mismatched eyes full of sadness. I sighed and grabbed two bags; in one I threw all of my favorite clothes into, some my grandmother approved of, most she did not like. After ransacking my room I made my way to my grandmother's room.

I stopped at the door. I had not been in that room in over a year. My hand rested on the handle, I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The hinges creaked slightly from sitting closed for so long. I made my way to her bookshelves and took every single book I could find, then I went to where she hid some of her other books. After I was sure I had cleaned out the entire house of books I picked up the now heavy bag and took it to the living room and set it next to my clothes.

I took a deep breath and mustered my courage. I opened my mouth, "I wish the goblins would come to take me away right now."

-in the underground-

Jareth was sitting on his stone throne watching the goblins act as crazy as ever. Until a shift made him look outside at the labyrinth; it was trying to tell him something and it was being most adamant. He ran a gloved hand in his blonde hair as he tried to make sense of the labyrinth's calling. His mismatched eyes looked back at the goblins as they had all of the sudden became silent.

That's when he heard it "I wish the goblins would come and take me away right now." A smile crossed the Goblin Kings mouth as the feminine voice rang through the castle. He stood up and jumped to the Aboveground behind the poor girl, he had felt sadness in her. Jareth stopped cold in his tracks as he saw the back of the woman.

'No it cant be' he thought to himself. He grabbed the shoulders of the woman and spun her around. "Your not Sarah." he said, his mismatched blue green eyes staring into mismatched brown blue eyes. "No, I am not. My name is Crystal, I am Sarah's granddaughter". Jareth let go of the girl. "How do you have that eye color? Mortals do not have eyes like that." She smiled "We have much to discus when we get to the castle, your majesty". Jareth took hold of the woman and brought her back to the Underground, and away from the world of above forever.