Hi! This fic was actually written by a friend of mine who i have successfully hooked on labyrinth. (which she may kill me for later) however throughout the story i'll add my little notes...but yeah for once i do not own this story. the author here will be referred to as Code Green. i had a few ideas, but most of it is hers, i'm just posting it here for her.
Enjoy!
As The World Falls Down
The mists from the Labyrinth and Crystalla cast an eerie blanket over the ocean-like mixture of fire and water that separated the two worlds from each other. Above the shimmering liquid was a great bridge; half of it formed out of stone, the other half of crystal. Behind the bridge were two great falls, one of fire and one of water, but both incredibly coming together in the center where the two worlds met.
On the bridge of two worlds were two people. One of them, a beautiful woman with rich dark hair interlaced with crystals, sat gracefully on the bridge, toying with glass beads that moved smoothly through her fair hands. Her eyes were of the most beautiful shades of purple and blue, matching her light purple dress that sparkled from the crystals that were sewn intricately upon it.
Above the woman of beauty stood a man with dark eyes and dark clothing to match. He had a look of seriousness, of pride, about his face, and the hairstyle of a goblin. His hair was very light and rested easily on his face, which was defined by high cheekbones, a sharp nose, and sharp eyes. His ears were slightly pointed, as well as his teeth, which he had set in a grimace, and his eyebrows arched.
The contrast of the beautiful crystal princess and the goblin king was as great as the two worlds that separated them.
"How quiet you are, Jareth," the princess said, turning her head to look up at the dark figure behind her.
"This is a place of serenity. There is not much one can say," Jareth answered, leaning against the bridge's railing. "You have been busy, Majeste."
Majeste smiled and stood up, turning to face Jareth. "Indeed, I have been. I made something for you that can perhaps shed a bit of light in the darkness of the Labyrinth."
"Something for me?"
"Yes. I know how easily you become bored, and so I created a gift to occupy you."
Majeste reached within the folds of her silky gown and pulled out three crystal orbs. She put one of her small hands on Jareth's, opening his fingers ever so slightly. She then placed the orbs in his hand and stepped back.
"Those orbs have the ability to grant wishes," she said, her voice soothing. "I wished to make a greater gift for you, for as the Goblin King, surely you should have more, but those were the most precious things I could think of. Use them wisely, Jareth."
Jareth nodded and then looked into Majeste's eyes, a small smile on his face. "I will use them in only ways that you would wish me to."
"I know you shall use them well. Now, I must return to my home. Until we meet again, my king."
The fair creature turned and walked across her half of the bridge, within seconds becoming hidden by the mist. Jareth gazed down again at the orbs and then observed them carefully, his eyes studying them, taking in every detail. He turned and walked back towards the Labyrinth and became engulfed in a dark blanket of smoke that flowed from his kingdom.