Disclaimer: Labyrinth and all of its wonderful characters belong to the wonderful late Jim Henson. Well, Disney really now.

Dedication: To my crazy loveable dog Shadow Nicholas Kevin. I'm posting the first chapter on his 15th birthday. If you read my blog, he's one that fell. He's doing fine. Well, as fine as he can.

Chapter 1

"It was a dark and stormy night. Lightening flashed over the dark old mansion on the hill at the end of the street."

A six year old boy with shaggy blonde hair sat in his darken living room holding tightly to his stuffed bear Lancelot as his big sister told him a scary story. The boy's blue eyes grew larger as she went on. He loved his sister's stories. She told so many different types. Since it was Halloween, she was telling him a new scary story. Thank goodness his mother was off with his father for the weekend. She didn't like it when his sister told him stories. He couldn't understand why she did. His sister's stories were the best. Way better than T.V.

It wasn't yet dark outside, but his sister had closed the curtains and turned out the lights off. His mother wouldn't like the lighted candles on the coffee table, but his sister was really careful, and he never said a word about them when his sister did it. He didn't want to cause a fight between them. His mother and sister didn't really get along.

His sister might not have the same mother as him, but that didn't matter to him. She was still his sister. The truth was she knew more about him than his mother. All his mother cared about was his grades. His sister cared about him.

He vaguely listened as his sister went on with the story. She could make a normal everyday story seem exciting. He couldn't wait to get to the trick or treating later. There were bags upon bags of candy to get tonight, and he planned to get as much as he could before he had to get home.

His sister looked at him worriedly. "Toby, what's wrong?"

Toby shook his head. "Nothing, Sarah. Just thinking about tonight."

Sarah stood up and pulled the curtains opened, letting the late autumn sun into the room. "Well, get your head out of the clouds. We need to get dinner. Then we have to get ready."

Toby nodded before standing up off the floor. "All right." He set Lancelot down in an arm chair as his sister headed into the kitchen to make their quick dinner, of what he hoped was spaghetti, meat sauce, and garlic bread. Soon after he headed into the kitchen to help with what he could.

Neither one of the siblings noticed the rather large white golden barn owl sitting on a the railing of the front porch looking into the room. After a few moments, it flapped its wings and flew up into the sky.

So begins this year's Halloween story. I really don't plan to start a new holiday series. I will be updating every Thursday, ending on Halloween. There will be two updates not on a Thursday, but I'm not revealing those. This is all pre-written for those who don't know. No betas have looked at this. It ended up not being as short as I had originally planned.

Now review if you please, my dear readers.

CL