Labyrinth: Sarah's Return
Disclaimer: I do not own Jareth, Sarah, or any characters associated with The Labyrinth.
Also, rest in peace to the amazing David Bowie.
"Great. Another Obliette. Damn it, Hoggle." Sarah thought, kicking the dirt. She wondered how she could have gotten into this situation, again.
It'd been ten years since she first cisited Jareth's Labyrinth. Little Toby had spoken those fated words of their new little sister, Samantha. As expected, Jareth, the Goblin King, showed up and took her. Sarah had walked in just in time to go through the Labyrinth in Toby's place. After a bit of convincing, Jareth accepted. After all, the Labyrinth would have changed drastically after ten years.
Jareth looked forward to toying with her again. He did miss his dear Sarah. They had fallen for each other last time she was here, though he wouldn't admit it. But, he enjoyed watching her solve his Labyrinth. Maybe this time, she'd choose to stay.
Sarah managed to enter the Labyrinth and avoid the first Obliette. That is, until Hoggle found her. Poor guy, it wasn't his fault adn the Labyrinth confused him just as much as it did her. Really it wasn't his fault she was in this situation. Unfortunately, they fell into two diferent Obliettes. So here she was, stuck again. Oh, she hated Obliettes. That being said, they pale in comparison to the Bog of Eternal Stench. However, she was stuck and needed a way out. Quickly.
"Give up, Sarah." Oh, that familiar voice. "My Labyrinth has changed, in the years. You'll never find your way through." Jareth appeared before Sarah. She met his eyes, defiance burning in her chest.
"There's a problem with your theory, your Highness." she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. She walked closer, leaning to his ear. "You said that last time." she whispered, and turned to continue trying to find a door. Jareth tried not to smile, but couldn't realy help it. Confidance was radiating off of her.
"Sarah, what if we make a deal?" Jareth asked. Sarah spun around to look at him, suspicion all over her face.
"What?" she asked. He smiled a soft smile.
"A new deal. I'll return the baby, if you agree to stay with me. Be my queen."
"Stay...Be queen? Wha-Are you insane!?" she yelled out.
"Well, most likely. I mean, it's hard not to. But if I had you, if we had each other, it could be more sane. Just...just fear me. Love me. Do as I say and I will be your slave." He told her. But this time, she thought he sounded more sincere. And she couldn't help but laught at what he said. She couldn't deny he had a sense of humor.
"You promise Samantha will be returned home to my parents? And she'll be safe?" Sarah asked. Jareth nodded, a sincere smile on his lips.
"I promise, Sarah, she will be returned to your parents home safe and sound." He promised, hands in the air.
Sarah stood there, contemplating.
