Unworthy

By Lyris Mendax

PG

I am back to writing again. Sorry I took a little break! This is a bit my muse whispered in my ear, I'm not sure if I will make it more and just let the king ramble on as he is.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jareth or Sarah, or the Labyrinth, I just like to write about them. I do know that they belong to Labyrinth Enterprises, Henson Associates inc., LucasFilm ltd. & maybe a few other companies I don't know about.

I sat watching what I wanted to be my own, feeling that heated rush on my body as she moved so freely in the moonlight. 'Did she recall I was the one that first looked at her like she was a true woman and not a small child?'

I have to take a deep almost bitter breath. She didn't know I was here and watching, knew nothing of my longing. The bewitching one just didn't care. She had her eyes closed as she moved in slow circles, moving to some soft song only she could hear. I had to smirk as I watched, her lips moved whispering words to a song that I had given her.

Here I thought she was waiting for some sicking prince that would never come. Oh the boy had showed up, only to face me and run off. I almost laughed aloud recalling the look upon his face. That stink of lust, and just a hint of foul drink. All it took was me flashing a less than charming smile, and letting him meet a goblin or two, before the coward ran off, adding the stink of his own urine to the air. 'Unworthy' I found myself growling out. If the fool could not stand up to me then he had no place beside her. 'So what if I was seen as a devil, who cared about the reasons they tried to give me, none would ever be worthy of what had almost been mine.'

Ah I could hear it now that bitter sound, soft whimper of lonely tears. 'Soon' I wanted to whisper to her, 'soon you will understand.' For her to come again to me she would have to know what it was that I felt day after long empty day without ... her. She had to learn what it was like to feel empty cold and alone. Besides scaring the living hell out of her most unworthy princes is very fun. Why would she want a prince after all when she could have... Me, a very powerful yet lonely King.

I started to watch her again as she danced and smirked, even her pain was splendid, a drawing thing for me. I almost loved seeing her tears as much as her sweet smile. I know I would hurt her many times just to have the joy of watch that lovely pain filled side of her.

See I am good I don't want the pretty smile, I want all, her hate, her tears, her joy, her lust, at times I even wanted her death; so greedy am I for everything that is Sarah. On my ever growing list one thing stood out the most and it was the last thing she might ever think of gifting me with. Her body could be taken, her very thoughts could be molded and shaped, I know I already have her pure hate, and her love could be won.

I wanted to be the one that would gain all of that from her and so much more. I want her to gift me with her very soul. It's not that big of thing when you think about it. Besides it is only fair, after all, that enchanting girl already has mine.

Thanks for reading everyone!

Lyris

C&C is welcomed and I will always try to listen, even if I don't always understand.

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