Dramatis Personae/Chapter 1
(A/N)My first crossover. Also, very self-insertion. Be kind.*G* By the way, ~something~=Force talking, *something*=thoughts. Also, standard disclaimer applies. I don't own anyone or anything but myself.*G*
Jareth:King of the Goblins, hottie in tights. Need any more be said?
Luke Skywalker:Jedi Master.
Mara Jade Skywalker: Luke's wife, Jedi, ex-smuggler, ex-emperor's hand. Expert at killing.
LeAnn:Daughter of Melody, who is the third Skywalker triplet, making LeAnn Luke and Leia's neice and Jaina, Jacen, and Anakin's cousin. Same age as Jaina and Jacen. Labyrinth obsessed listian who enjoys torturing Jareth.
LeAnn ran down the corridors of her school as the goblin King appeared in front of her. *Oh, no,* she thought, coming to a halt in a place where several other students, some of them ITS pledges, filled the hall. *Traffic jam!* Not caring that most of the other students didn't know her secret identity, LeAnn let go of her holo disguise and quickly pressed a button on her belt, disappearing just before Jareth reached her.
Landing at the Jedi Academy on Yavin IV, the young listian dashed into the office of her uncle, the Jedi Master Luke Skywalker. She then hid behind his desk, trembling. "He's after me!" she screamed. Luke only chuckled slightly. He was quite used to his neice going on about some King named Jareth wanting to kill her. "What did you do to him that he wants to kill you this time?" he asked. LeAnn looked up at him. "Just a song. Really! I didn't think he'd hate it that much!" Luke raised an eyebrow at her.
"Alright!" she screamed. "First I stalled long enough for Mel to sing Who Let The Bog Out, then goblins jumped him, then I sang my Laby version of The Bum Bum Song. Then me, Unicorn Lady, Mel, and Northstar and our dates to the ball turned on the sprinkler system in the ballroom and his bedroom and THEN I sang She Ate The Peach. Luke chuckled. "Is that all?" he asked, an amused look on his face. "No..." LeAnn whimpered. "I also put a pink harem costume on him and made his castle into a replica of Cinderella's castle, decorating it in pastells and filling his closet with harem costumes!"
This only made Luke laugh harder. That was when his wife, Mara, walked in. She took one look at the scene and started laughing. "Let me guess," she said. "You messed with Jerry-" "Jareth!" "-Jareth, again, and now he's mad and you're running from him?" LeAnn nodded, then her eyes grew wide. So did Luke's. They were both staring at Mara. No, they were staring behind her. The ex-Emperor's Hand spun around, not knowing what to expect. Whatever she expected, it wasn't what she saw.
Jareth, King of the goblins, was tall, blond, handsome, and, apparently, well endowed. LeAnn glanced up, nervously. "Hiya, Tights. How's it goin'?" she asked, her voice trembling. Jareth just gave her a stony glare. "That was some ball wasn't it?" she continued, rambling on, trying to stall. "Although, next year, maybe you should ban the vamps? After all, you, Hoggle, I, and several other listians almost got turned into Happy Meals." Jareth yawned before finally speaking. "If you're quite finished rambling on like a bumbling idiot," he said, "would you mind turning my castle and wardrobe back?"
LeAnn nodded meekly and, with a wave of her hand, turned the castle and J's wardrobe into its origional form. Unfortunatly, for J's wardrobe that meant bell bottoms, hippy stuff, and polyester jumpsuits. It also turned Jareth's hair into a huge blond afro. LeAnn raised an eyebrow. "So YOU'RE the genius behind disco!" she cried. Jareth nodded slightly. "Just don't tell anyone" he told her. "Now, however, about the rest of your punishment..." This last was said while producing a rather murkey looking crystal. *Oh no! A bog bomb!* LeAnn thought. She recognized them all too well.
This was not the first time LeAnn had been hung head first over the Bog of Eternal Stench. This would be the third, and by now the routine was getting old. LeAnn told Jareth as much. Jareth smirked. "Well, there is an old saying that says "Let the punishment fit the crime," he said. LeAnn cringed as he grabbed her. Luke finally spoke up. "Now wait just a minute," he said. "What gives you any right to punish my neice?" he asked as LeAnn faded from sight. Jareth smirked. "I'm her King. As a listian, she's under my command." "And what if Luke and I wish to challenge that command?" Mara asked.