Author Note: I am really, really in love with "The Labyrinth", David Bowie owns my heart as the Goblin King! I have to write this history... It's happening when Sarah come back to her abandoned house of childhood. Memories took her and Sarah's mind is centered on her mother's memories, but too in the remembring of a certain Globin King... Suddenly, a strange comes, which face remember a lot Jareth. But he is not "just a stranger", he was the old lover of Sarah's mother; Jeremy Norton. What is the connection between Jareth and Jeremy? What Jeremy wants with Sarah?
Well, it's half based on "Labyrinth - a novel" by A.C.H. Smith, Jeremy is from the book, and on the historyline of the clip "Underground" by David Bowie, where we have Jeremy as the persona of Jareth in the Aboveground.
Of course, I own nothing! (what's sad, I want the rights about David Bowie :P)
Sorry by the mistakes on English, I'm Brazilian. Hope you enjoy it, and I will LOVE reviews *-*
I'll paint you mornings of gold.
I'll spin you Valentine evenings.
Though we're strangers 'til now,
We're choosing the path
Between the stars.
I'll leave my love
Between the stars.
Chapter One ~ Past is back
Sarah opened the door. The sun light filled the old living room, and the scenery looked sadder than ever. It was just an empty house now, but Sarah s fertile mind painted the place with life; the walls screamed with fury, like if they are still remembering the way that the inhabitants leaved them alone.
Stop it. Past is over. She thought, shaking the head, trying to send away the impressions and the memories.
Carefully, she raised the stairway. The steps were rotten, by the long years without humans and its cares. She reached the door of her teenage room. The vision shocked Sarah; her past reign of dreams in childhood became a dark mysterious cave, with shadows spinning as mystics dancers; without the pink, the dolls, the bed and all the other objects, it was almost frightening.
She entered, walking slowly as if some big monster could be in the darkness, and opened the window. Now, everything seemed better and more real. The atmosphere of the blackness almost makes her feel on the Undergrou...
Sarah, stop, stop, stop! The conscience screamed inside her mind. That was just a dream or a illusion or whatever. The Labyrinth never happened. Just this! And you came here to rescue the old photography of your mother. Stay on your subject and everything will be fine, girl.
Her blue eyes searched around the room and meet her mirror. Instead of looking old as everything on the house, it seemed so magnetic. A strange glimpse scared her In a shadow, she almost saw her nemesis; the Goblin King. She shook the head.
"I shouldn t be here. Stupid idea!" she said to the empty space.
Quickly, she moved around the room, seeking for the red box with all the memories of her mother, which Sarah left when she moved to her own apartment. She was so confused at that time; so hurt by all the doubt sowed on her soul by the words of her father and his wife or her damned stepmother.
But now, she wanted every little thing about her mom back. In spite of mistakes and troubles on the past, the woman who gave life to Sarah was most important than these facts, and Sarah s love by her, the girl discovered, was bigger than all.
She found the box in a far corner, hidden by shadows. Sarah ran and picked it on her hands, with a quiet smile.
Okay. It's done. She thought, leaving the room with a relieved heart.
Doing her way back, Sarah got to the front door. And Jareth was there, waiting for her.
"Hello, Sarah" the known voice said "How are you?"
But he was not Jareth. He was an ordinary guy, in normal clothes. Sarah breathed, while her heartbeat returned to the normal rhythm.
"Did you remember me? Jeremy Norton. The old friend of your mom."
"Oh I think so. I don t know if I am right..."
"Don't you remember our afternoon on the dance club?"
A few glimpses of a pretty handsome man dancing with a teenage Sarah took her mind.
"Oh, you!" she said, finally getting his identity. "What are you doing here?"
"I was just looking for someone from your family, to talk about the wonderful actress who was your mother. The neighbors told me that you have gone many time ago, but I saw the open door and came here to check. In the first moment, I thought they were right, but, then, I saw you coming. God knows how I am happy!"
"Jeremy... Sorry, I have to work right now..."
"I understand. But I want really speak with you."
"I am really sorry, but I have to go." she said, abruptly, moving toward him. Something inside her was warning about the charming guy.
A hand held her shoulder.
"Fine. Can we talk on another moment?"
"Okay."
"You can find me at the Underground Pub. Give me your address."
Sarah remained on silence. Underground Pub.
"Be cool, sweetheart! I am not a psychopath! I just want a little conversation."
Hesitant, she told her address to him. Now, please, let me go. Sarah looked at his hand on her shoulder.
"Sorry, I didn't noticed. Jeremy said, with a smile. A smile full of teeth, just like the one of a certain King She left, suspicious.
"Bye!" Sarah heard his voice. She didn't even response.
