You have no power over me. Six simple words that changed her life forever. She knew, even four years later that she could of never left her brother, but she couldn't help but wonder that if she had tried harder. Just a little harder, she could of saved Toby and had the love she desired most.

When I was fifteen I found my soul mate, The person I was meant to spend eternity with. Most people would believe me blessed to have found my salvation so early in life, but I see it as a curse. Because, even though I found my everlasting love, I was unable to keep it. To have something that pure and good ripped from you before you get a chance to truly have it, there can be no worse fate.

I'm nineteen now and finally on my own. Well if you don't count Toby, who at the age of three lost both his parents. He was very upset, but not to traumatized, thanks partially to the larger role in his life I played over his parents. In all honesty ever since our return from the Labyrinth I had taken the role as mother to this precious little boy. And now , at age five he hardly remembered a time when it wasn't just the two of us.

Though Jareth was never far from my mind, in I only allowed the pain to emerge at night. The time when I was able to cry out and release the build up of pain that had been hidden all day as it grew. I cry and weep and then cry some more. But, I always fall asleep with a smile on my face and his name on my breath.

I have looked for a way to find him for the last four years, and now, I have finally found my answer. The time has come for me and Toby to re-enter the underground. I knew there was no guarantee that he would still want me and even less of a chance of him accepting Toby too. However, I can no loner deny the fact that ever since our return, neither me nor my son fit into this world.

We had gained a glow to our skin, our ears were more pointed then average and the biggest difference was the magic both him and myself could now perform. And, one difference that I can't explain, is the mark on both our bodies. Strange glowing tattoos that mark us both as changed beings. Toby's is on the back of his hand, it is the Goblin King's crest encircled by a strange design. Mine is more elaborate, it is again, Jareth's crest only larger, more magnificent, and placed on my back. An eccentric design leads from my back, wrapping around both sides of my neck, connecting in the middle of my forehead. When looked at closer you will see that the crest is actually more feminine, and it forms a crown on my head.

I covered the marks with the little magic I'd learned, and started packing. Me and Toby had a long journey ahead, but I knew we'd find our home in the underground, hopefully it would be with him, but if not then we'd make do.