It had been 5 years since Sarah left the goblin kingdon and labyrinth in ruins. And Sarah herself was no longer a girl, but a woman of 20. But what of the goblin king, had he finally given up? that's what Sarah thought until strange things started happening; Toby began asking about a man that sung to him in his drams, and Sarah recieves a oacjage from an aunt she's never heard of. But what really scared Sarah, was the strange gold watch inside, was it a sign from Jareth?
Sadly, I do not own The Labyrinth or any of it's awesome characters. If I did, it would've ended differently.
Sarah woke with a scream; her hair was messy and tangled, skin sweaty and damp, and the blanket was wrapped around her long, lean legs. Sarah sighed and wiped her brow in relief, finding herself in her own bedroom, and not back at the labyrinth. Just another nightmare. The same one Sarah had had every night for the past 5 years. It was always the same, every night Sarah dreamt she was back at the labyrinth, it was always so real;
The 13 hour faced clock looming over her, ready to flatten Sarah to a pancake; Toby screamed from the distance, far out of Sarah's reach; and Jareth beside, behind and in front of Sarah, his messy blonde mane looking wilder than it had ever been before. Jareth laughed hid head off -at Sarah- his mismatched eyes gleaming with something Sarah was not familiar with, and his mouth curved into a smirk.
"You lost." He whispered into Sarah's ear, and behind him, she could see the 13 hour clock, it was on the 13th hour, Jareth was right, Sarah had lost and now he would turn Toby into a goblin.
But this wasn't right, Sarah had won, she had beaten the labyrinth, he had no power over her! At this point, Sarah always woke up, but not before she heard one last shrill cry from Toby and a mocking laugh, from Jareth, of course.
Sarah shook her head and sighed, she may as well get up, there was no point in trying to get back to sleep. Sarah untangled the blanket from her legs and threw it off. Sarah pulled of her pyjamas and changed into an old, baggy sweatshirt and jeans. Sarah quietly made her way downstairs. It was only 6, and on a Saturday morning, so Sarah was the first one up. Sarah picked out her favourite, bright orange bowl and # 1 sister mug and poured herself some cereal with cold milk and orange juice. Sarah wolfed down her breakfast and made herself comfortable on the couch, right in front of the TV to enjoy some Saturday morning cartoons.
It was another hour and a half at least before Karen came bounding ungracefully down the stairs. When she saw that Sarah was already up, Karen smiled a little. Had Sarah's silly habits (staying up late, waking up late and her wild tales and fantasies. She needed to grow up) finally become a thing of the past? Karen really hoped so, this girl really needed to behave like a lady- like Karen! She needed some friends, and a boyfriend, too.
"Sarah dear, there is something that has been bothering me,"
"Oh?" Sarah turned to look at Karen, studying her face and secretly thinking 'oh no, here it goes again!' and rolling her eyes.
"You haven't made any friends yet, and it's been 5 years!"
What Karen was trying to say was, 'what's wrong with you, why are you scaring everyone off??'.
Sarah tried to suppress a chuckle, if only Karen knew how wrong she was about Sarah not having any friends. Karen saw Sarah's attempt to hide and suppress her laugh and frowned, what was she to do with this girl?
By noon, everyone was up and about. Karen was out shopping and she'd taken Robert with her. And Toby... he was probably upstairs playing or something, like an almost normal 5 year old. Sarah was still sitting on the couch, this time staring at a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, when the doorbell rang. Sarah rushed to answer it, because strawberry jam just isn't that interesting and Sarah had nothing better to do than answer the door all day long and see who was behind it. Sarah peeked out the peephole, no one was there, she flung open the door and looked around, still no one there or anywhere nearby. Sarah then felt a sudden urge, like a voice in the back of her mind, to look down, and so she did. There at her feet, was a small package wrapped in white paper and tied with a bright red bow. After she looked around once more, Sarah picked up the package and carried it inside.
Once inside, Sarah further inspected the mysterious package. It had her name on it and smelt like a memory that she'd long forgotten. But what really caught Sarah's eye was the name on the return address. Firstly because the address below it was missing, and secondly because it was from an 'Aunt Hilde', did she even have an Aunt Hilde? Sarah didn't think she did. Sarah ran upstairs and placed the package on her bed, she would leave it there until she decided what was to be done with it, until it was confirmed to be safe.
As she came out of her room, Sarah almost bumped into Toby. Toby's 5th birthday had been only a few months ago, and since then, he'd become oddly curious, yet knowing about everything.
"Good morning, Toby. Or should I say 'good afternoon'. Did you have a good sleep?"
Toby looked up at his big sister with huge, baby blue eyes that sparkled with curiosity and innocence, "I had a strange dream. There was a man singing -I liked him- and ugly creatures all around. Then there were stairs," Toby's eyes widened further, "and you were there!"
'So, he remembers some things.'
"Do you remember anything else from your dream?"
Toby shook his head, no.
" It was just a dream, Toby. Nothing to be scared about."
"Oh no," Toby exclaimed, "I wasn't scared, I wish it could have been real."
Sarah smiled down at her little brother, if only he knew the truth, he'd think differently.
At suppertime that evening, it was very quiet, more so than usual. Sarah credited it to the delicious spaghetti, ceaser salad and garlic bread she had made herself. Toby was the first to break the silence,
"Sarah, I heard you scream this morning, did you have another nightmare?"
For a 5 year old, Sarah was very impressed at how smart he was.
"Yes Toby, but it was nothing anyone should worry about." Hint hint.
"Is that why you were awake so early this morning, Sarah?" Karen didn't get the hint. Sarah nodded anyways. "That worries me, Sarah. You're always having nightmares, maybe we should take you to see someone!"
"What doesn't worry you?" Sarah muttered to herself, then replied louder with, "I'm fine, really. It's just a silly dream." She insisted.
"We're just worried about your wellbeing, Sarah." Robert finally spoke, "You've changed these past 5 years, and we're afraid of losing you."
Sarah sighed, "May I please be excused?" Karen nodded and Sarah fled to the safety of her room.
The package sat on the corner of Sarah's bed, taunting her, daring her. Sarah eyed it carefully, what could be inside? Did she really want to know? What if it was alive, or dangerous? Sarah turned away from it and grabbed a book from on top of one of her shelves. But as she read, Sarah could still see the package in the corner of her eye, it called to her, called her by her name. Should Sarah open it, should she take a peek inside? the question of what was in the small package was driving Sarah insane. But then there was always the saying, 'curiosity killed the cat.' But Sarah wouldn't be so stupid, no, she could leave that package right there and never have to open it.
Oh, who was she trying to fool? Sarah lunged at the package, after all, there was nothing wrong with receiving a gift at this time, when Sarah's birthday had just been a week ago. Sarah pulled off the red bow and tore through the paper, she pulled open the box and gasped. Sarah pulled out a small, golden watch with a 13 hour face on it, it was exactly like the one from her dreams, only smaller.
AN: Okkkkk...soooo, I've re-written the first two chapters of "The 13th hour" because I was reading them over again and found some stuff that I didn't like, plus it was a good way to lengthen it a bit. So, I'm going to clear a few things up right now;
In the next chapter Sarah will have a room much like Karen and robert's was in the movie, this is because they've moved because Toby is growing, this also explains Karen's comment about Sarah not having any friends, K?
Now, since Toby is going to be a pretty big part of this story, and since he was just a baby in the movie, I've decided to just make him a bit too smart for someone his age, and curious (but the curiosity is kinda normal) because of spending so much time with Jareth. Fae/Fey are known to be intelligent, and Jareth is a Fay/Fey (if you didn't already know that.)
Anyways, I will have the second chappie up in a bit, as soon as I write it over again in Word, then I'll run around like a chicken with it's head cut off and fix everything up, doesn't that sound entertaining?
Next chapter: An Unwanted Visitor; Jareth (*drools*) makes his first appearance, and Sarah's not happy about it. Thnx