Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership of anything from the wonderful film, Labyrinth. The film belongs to the Jim Henson Company.

Part I

It had gone from a comfortable day to a quite chilly night. It seemed that the North Wind was winning against his brothers. Sarah pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt over her head. She still didn't think going to the bonfire on campus was a good idea, but well, her friends thought it was. So here she was walking the darken path from her dorm to the field just off campus where it was being held.

As she walked, Sarah caught glimpses of children traveling in groups and with their parents as they trick or treated. She really missed taking Toby, but there was no way for her to get back home this year. So she walked on, trying not to scare herself because of the shadows.

Shadows had become a problem for ever since that dream four years ago. Didn't matter how bright the Sun was, she had a feeling something or someone was watching her from the shadows. Refusing to look around, she stuffed her hands into the sweat shirts pockets and quickened her pace.

Sarah stopped as she reached the last leg of her journey. The path happened to take her through a small section of the woods next to campus. Taking a deep breath, she continued on. If the shadows had been bad on the rest of the trip, but now surrounded by trees, they were worse.

Not long after enter the path, Sarah began to hear laughing and footsteps. They weren't coming from in front of her, but behind and to the sides. They would stop if she did and if she looked in the direction it was coming from.

Sarah turned forward and marched on. It could just be some kids or teenagers trying to scare her. It had all been a dream. It had to be a dream. There was no such things as goblins.

As she neared the midway point of the path, the laughing and footsteps stopped, but they were quickly replaced with the sound of an owl not too far away.

That sound filled her with more fear and dread than the others had. Something about owls made her very uncomfortable. Sarah continued to walk on, but she soon realized something. She should had already come to to otherwise of the woods.

Sarah stopped walking. Above her right shoulder she heard an owl hoot, and then snickering came from all around her. The wind suddenly picked up.

The limbs of the trees moved above her as if they were hands trying to reach down to grab her. Suddenly the footsteps returned, but these were on the path and were heavier than the others had. Every sense was telling her to run, to get away, but something else told her that it would be point less. Suddenly the wind stopped, and the woods went silent.

Then a voice she had not heard except in a dream spoke to her, "Hello, Sarah."

Sarah's heart thundered in her chest. She refused to turn around, but couldn't muster the strength to move forward. He wasn't real. The Goblin King was not real. She had dreamt him up as a lonesome teenager.

"What no monologue for me, Sarah? You did so well last time."

Footsteps came closer and then to her side. Not too much later a tall man with hair almost as pale as moonlight and dressed in black armor walked around her and stood to face her.

She was going crazy. Here she was seeing someone she had dreamt up in the middle of no where. She really was crazy.

He tilted his head to side as he placed his hands on his hips, "what, thought I was just a dream, Sarah?"

Sarah didn't answer.

He smirked at her, "I see time has been good to you, " he looked her up and down, "very good it seems."

Sarah took a step back, but he took a step towards her.

"No matter if you thought I wasn't real or not, it is time for you to return to my kingdom."

"What? I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Ah, so you can speak.". He took another step towards her lowering his hands from his hips, "but I'm afraid you have no say in the matter, Sarah. You forfeited that right when you took a bite of that lovely present I sent you."

Sarah shook her head, "no. I'm dreaming. This is all a dream. I'm sleeping in my bed in my dorm. You are not here. You have no power over me."

He leaned closer to her, "oh, I'm afraid I do, Sarah.". He made a gesture with his hand,"and now it's time for you to realize that and a few other facts," and a crystal ball appeared in his hand.

She watched that crystal. Crystals never meant anything good. Suddenly, everything went black.

Okay, I'm putting this up earlier than planned because I need some help. Please leave a review if I should do at most one more chapter/part to this. I need to know asap. I'm in the middle of writing next month's chapter of Nothing Is What It Seems at the moment. I still have to write one more for December and start on the Christmas story for this year.

Thanks for any reviews that are given.

Love,

CL

P.S. Sorry for the mix up. I accidently posted a Dragon Age one shot instead of this, but as you can see I've fixed it.

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