Back to the Labyrinth- A Crossover Fanfiction story
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Chapter 1- The New Neighbor
All was normal at the house-almost.
Sarah Williams quietly crept throughout her new, sick neighbor's house with a Crock Pot of chicken noodle soup and a box of tissues. Poor Doc she thought. He lay snoring on the khaki, old sofa, with various tissues scattered around him. The T.V. sat whirring, as if trying to alert him. Einstein's food, along with some of his science experiments, sat neglected, waiting for Doc to revive from the evil Strep virus.
It was then that she heard a choir of mysterious ticking noises. Sarah stepped over a spilled green flask on his living room carpet to go see where it was coming from. Apparently, it was coming from Doc's home laboratory. She opened up the door to find an entire room full of-
"Clocks. Interesting." she muttered. Sarah scanned the room of clocks. There were so many! The last person she met that was so fascinated by them was…no. She didn't want to think of that right now. Besides, she needed to be the heroine to nurse Doc back to health. There was one in particular that caught Sarah's eye- it had a thirteen at the top instead of a twelve. It was golden and gleaming- almost magical.
Back on the couch, Doc yawned, coughed, and gingerly opened his eyes.
"Sarah? Great Scott! What are you doing in there?"
"Why does that clock…What's it doing here?" she stammered.
"Oh. That? I got it at…at the place where I get my fuel."
"You…You get Plutonium from the Underground?"
"Well, yes. You see, part of the reason I moved here is to get away from certain people who… didn't want me alive."
"Ok, but how do you know about the Underground?"
"It was a mistake, actually. I was conducting an experiment having to do with teleportation. I ended up there for a week or so. But that place- one of its major exports is plutonium."
"How did you get back?"
"I went to the king. He gave me a crystal to teleport back. I still have it. We actually became quite good friends when we weren't arguing over science and magic. He saw my collection of clocks and opted to give me it for Christmas."
He sipped his soup.
"He even helped me save my life by requesting that I move here so that way I'd be safe from those people with guns…"
Sarah promptly squealed in anger and left the house.
"Did I say something?"
Sarah ran out the door to the neighborhood park.
"Through dangers untold…" she quoted.
Sarah closed her eyes dreamily.
"Sometimes, I wish that I had stayed" she said to herself.
A white-feathered barn owl flew over her, hooting gently in the branch in one of the evergreen trees above.
"Sarah.", called Doc.
Sarah turned.
"What do you want?"
"To tell you something very important."
"What is it?"
He paused.
"The Underground has deteriorated since you've left. If there's anything I've learned, it's that magic and science intermingle. Your decision not to stay has affected the space-time continuum."
"So…you're saying that I need to go back to the Labyrinth and stop myself from saying "You have no power over me" in order to save…the world?"
"Precisely."
With that said, I she began her second adventure to the Underground…in a De Lorean.
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