So. I've been away for quite a while due to the horribleness that is the real world and a horrible writer's block. But I have recently been visited in my sleep by a very handsome, arrogant, over charming king in tight pants... And so and dipping my toes in writing for my all time, very most favorite fandom of all time.

PLEASE be nice. And if you like what you read, please review and let me know or I may end up scratching this fic. Still not sure about it yet.

I owe a very special thank you to AshRhyder over at DeviantArt for her fan comic "Roommates" that sort of helped get my own juices flowing once more. PLEASE go take a look art/Roommates-58800328

Her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as she watched him slowly approach from the shadows, dark cloak bellowing out around him in an unfelt wind. She looked about, trying her best to find a way -ANY way- out of the trouble she had not expected to find herself in.

He took another step forward, causing her to take another back in retreat. Normally bright, ice blue, mix matched eyes glared back at her, black as coal and hard as steel, causing her heart to race in a fear she could only remember from when she was a girl, on the cusp of adulthood.

'Stay back. Y... You have no power over me!' Even as the words slipped passed her lips, even she didn't believe them.

A smirk pulled at his thin lips, revealing sharp, pointed teeth as he continued his advance on her. 'Really now, Sarah. Preaching the same thing over and over again won't help you if you don't believe it yourself…'

Her breath left her lungs in one short, quick puff, a shudder running down her spin as she did her best to hold back a whimper. She didn't know what to do. She had never seen him quite like this, even on her first one of the labyrinth, when he played the villain to her heroine.

'I think precious, that it is time for you to leave now.' Before she could think on what was happening, he was reaching towards her.

She had time to do nothing but let out a scream of pure, unadulterated terror as his hands made contact with her shoulders, the force easily throwing her back and out the window she hadn't recognized he had backed her up to.

She watched as he shank from view before turning her attention to the fast approaching ground behind her. She braced herself, knowing there was nothing more she could do but wait for the impending impact.

Sarah started awake, sitting straight up in her bed, in her small apartment, covered in a thin layer of sweat as she pant to fill her lungs with the air she was sure had just been knocked from her at hitting the ground.

It had been ten years since she had run the labyrinth and seen its king, which did not mean she did not think of him from time to time. Recently she had started having dreams, sometimes involving her friends from the Labyrinth, sometimes of the king that ruled over it. Normally it was nothing to out of the ordinary. A picnic with her friends or a casual stroll in the castle gardens with the king, which was how she was SURE it was a dream. Why on earth (or the underground) would SHE being going for walks with the king of Goblins?

In the short time that she had been having these dreams, she had never had a dream such as the one she had just woke from. She couldn't understand it and didn't WANT to.

She took a long, deep, calming breath before throwing the covers off of herself and standing from the bed. Running her fingers through her sweat matted hair she decided there was no time like the present to take a shower.

Grabbing some clothes for the day, she headed down the small hall from her room to the bathroom. Setting the clothes pile down on the edge of the vanity, she turned to the shower, turning the water on to heat before reaching for the hem of the oversized shirt she had worn to bed the night before. Just as she was about to raise it, something in the bathroom mirror caught her eye, causing her to halt her actions and take a closer look.

She watched as the surface of the mirror shimmered, the image of… Something, trying to come through. Just as it started to clear, it was gone, leaving just the smallest of fragments in her mind of what looked to be the throne room in the castle beyond the goblin city.

"The hell?" Once she was sure the communication gate way was closed, she went back to her original task of bathing. "Whatever is going on over there, I have a feeling I will find out all too soon. Better try and relax and mentally prepare myself while I still can…"