Chapter 1

This is my first Fan Fiction. I am quite proud of my baby being out there and available for the public. Please review. :D

A parade of masks swung before her eyes. Sarah had never been so baffled in her life.

She searched the expanse of the room trying to find an exit as the people, as Sarah had assumed they were, snickered and pressed in on her.

This must be the Goblin King, Jareth's doing, only he had the power to pull her from the woods and into this magical place. Without warning Jareth had Sarah by the waist and they were dancing. Transfixed by his presence Sarah could only stare as they gracefully twirled around the room. His eyes were fixed upon her face and she found unable to look away from his mesmerizing eyes.

They seemed to be sucking her in and she was powerless. She leaned closer and reached up to touch his face. Her hand passed right through and Jareth smiled and said, "I am only a figment of your imagination. Isn't that sad?" while the masked people laughed.

With a start Sarah woke up. She was safe on her misshapen little couch where she had fallen asleep last night after a long night of work. She sat up and sighed, this was not the first time she had dreams of the Goblin King.

Her psychiatrist was certain that the dreams would go away eventually. Maybe the dreams would go away but her reputation as the Labyrinth girl would never go away. Her youthful days were spent dreaming and always pretending she was the heroine of her own adventures. One time it had gone a little too far and she had been convinced that the Goblin King had taken her little brother Toby and whisked him away to his castle and that she had to save him.

After extensive therapy and many years of being friendless and thought of as mentally unstable, she came to realize that it was all a dream. However she couldn't seem to shake it from her memory. At times she was convinced it was real but then others she realized it had never really happened.

Sarah glanced at the clock, 2:35, she walked over and turned the TV off. "Damn air conditioning must be broken again." the room was smoldering. She walked across her tiny living room to open the window. As she wrenched the window open and made a mental note to call the land lord she noticed a rather large white owl sitting on a tree not far away. It seemed to be staring right at her. Weird she thought, I've never seen an owl around here before. As she leaned out the window to get a closer look it suddenly launched itself off the branch and into the night.

Watching it fly away Sarah felt a certain sense of peace that she hadn't felt since she was younger.

Sarah woke early the next morning. A sense of unease washed over her as she prepared for work, shrugging it off she headed into town. Sarah threw herself into her work, it was habit, she never really made friends. Not that she wasn't friendly, she could be very amiable, it just seemed that no one was quite on the same page as her. For all purposes she led a very normal life, however it was a life that involved only herself.

Sarah left the office a good hour and a half later than her hours and proceeded on home. When Sarah pulled up to her driveway she once again saw the owl. What a strange bird, she thought and after a long night that included reading a book and making dinner for one Sarah once again fell asleep on the couch.

Sarah dreamed of him, The Goblin King, again. It was different this time, it was when she rejected all he was offering her and finally escaped him.

"Look Sarah, look what I am offering you." he was compelling, intriguing. "your dreams,"

"and my kingdom was great." Sarah took a step forward. Jareth mirrored her movement stepping backwards.

"I ask for so little." Jareth seemed almost weakened by her words.

"Just let me rule you." he was trying to win the upper hand again. "and you can have everything that you want." Sarah's mind was racing.

"My kingdom was great…. Damn, I can never remember that line." Sarah could feel her influence start to ebb. He was going to win.

"Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave."

"My kingdom was great…. My kingdom was great." suddenly it dawned on Sarah.

"You have no power over me"

She was abruptly yanked from her dream once again.

Gasping she sat up and gathered her bearings. It was pitch black and she couldn't see a thing, as her eyes got used to the dark she could make out the contours of her kitchen counter, her TV. stand, her bookcase but when her eyes fell upon her comfortable armchair she could faintly make out someone lounged across it.

Sarah could feel her heart start to pound and she started to fumble backwards.

"Hello Sarah."