Disclaimer; None are mine except the characters created from my own imagination.
Author's Note; This idea came while reading tons of Labyrinth fic. All you writers are so talented and keep me up way later than I need to be. Thanks! I love ya for it. Also, forgive me if this idea has been done before...but it's always fun to read it through a fresh story right?
Summary; Fed up with her spoiled stepdaughter, Karen wishes Sarah away to the King of the Goblins to learn a lesson. Only thing is, she's made Sarah his...forever. Dark! Jareth. Rated M for language, and what we love best; smut! Also mentions of physical abuse will be in this story.
A Different Wish
By: Under the Stars
Chapter One
The Wrong Words
"She's late again, Roger!" Karen Scott-Williams exclaimed. "And it's seven o clock! She knows what time I told her to be home. I don't ask much of her. I expect her to at least listen to me once in a while!"
Roger Williams finished feeding his baby and handed him over to his wife. He looked tired, worn. Sarah told them she was going to the park to practice her new play. She'd been very excited, her pale cheeks lit up with a dash of pink dusting, her hair piled atop her head that made her look like a fairy princess.
She had reminded him of his wife. His ex-wife. Roger blinked from his sentiments and nodded. "I know, dear. I'll speak to her."
Karen regarded him. "Sure. Like you did last time when she stayed out till eight? I don't know what goes on in either of your heads! We have a very important date to go to, Roger. The Galloway could help you with your account!"
Roger knew this. He sighed. "She'll be home." He promised. He watched Karen frown and put their son in his crib.
"Sure, she'll be home and we'll miss another opportunity." Karen shook her head. "Excuse me." She stormed out of their elegant bedroom, heading down the hallway. Sarah made her so mad. She'd done nothing but be nice to the girl since she met her. However, she was very much her mother's daughter. The sleek Hollywood movie star whom Karen always had to compare herself to. Laura Williams was not only beautiful, but talented. Sarah was taking after her mother in looks and skills. Karen felt like she was the proverbial evil stepmother in every fairy tale.
"It's not fair!" Karen insisted. She walked into Sarah's room which was littered with her favorite things, some things that Karen herself had once enjoyed as a child. "She gets everything. Her mother was the one who won Rodger's heart first; her mother is so beautiful..." She studied the pictures of Laura, laughing with her blond co-star. She picked up a book of Grimm's Fairy tales, remembering one she had read a long time ago.
"If only life was like a fairy tale, Sarah. I'd wish you away to the Goblin King. Right now! So as to teach you a lesson! Maybe he could whip you into shape and make you the adult you need to be!" Karen exclaimed, passion and anger in her eyes.
It was then that a crack of thunder mixed with lightning whisked across the sky causing Karen to jump. She laughed once at her own childlike fears until she heard a crash somewhere in the house. It stilled her a bit. "Roger?" She called. She sat the book of fairy tales down.
"Roger, are you OK?"
Her husband didn't answer her. Karen heard another sound, something scuttling across the floor madly. Whatever it was, it dived underneath Sarah's bed. Karen let out a startled cry, moving backwards and bumping into Sarah's little table which held her books and other items. The lights suddenly went out and she watched in astonishment as Sarah's window was attacked by a white barn owl. The window was shoved open and in a whirlwind of glitter, a man appeared.
Karen's eyes widened. She knew who this was. Never in a million years did she think he was real but somehow the Goblin King of her childhood fantasies stood before him. "You're him." Karen breathed out.
"Indeed I am, Karen. It is so nice to see you again somewhere outside your fantasies and your dreams." The Goblin King gave her a smirk. "I'm here to collect the girl. That willful, spoiled child you wished away to me." He looked around expectantly.
Karen swallowed thickly. "No, I was just talking. I didn't mean it Goblin King. You can't take her away, she isn't mine to give away."
He gave her a mocking smile. "What's said is said, Karen. I want the girl."
"Dad! Karen! I'm home! What the blazes happened, did the lightning kick off the electricity again?" They both heard Sarah's voice and the Goblin King's smile grew. Karen saw the flash of canines before the smile became a solid mask once more. She had to warn Sarah somehow. Karen started towards the door as fast as she could but the Goblin King was quicker. He grabbed Karen and threw her backwards. She stumbled over Sarah's vanity bench.
"Do not defy me, Karen. You wished. It is now my turn to take her. To make her learn her lesson. In essence...you gave her to me."
"No!" Karen shouted. "I did not. I said something in anger and I didn't mean it!"
"Dad! Karen?" Sarah's voice sounded closer, her feet pounded the hallway. In a moment or two, Sarah would be up here with them. Where the hell was Roger?
The Goblin King just smirked over at Karen. "It shall be interesting to see what kind of spoiled little girl you gave me, considering you yourself was once a spoiled little girl." He laughed mockingly. "Though I did enjoy the fancy of your imagination. It allowed me much more than I could have ever dared. Let's hope my new little toy has one just like it, yes?"
"Don't you touch her, Goblin King! I'll kill you first!" Karen got up and started towards the King just as the bedroom door was flung open. Sarah's audible gasp stopped them both.
"What the hell?" Sixteen year old Sarah Williams exclaimed. Her green eyes were wide and her mouth opened. She was dressed in her now wet costume, her hair hanging in wet strands now.
Normally, Karen would have chastised her for such rude language. But as it was this was special circumstances. "Sarah, run now!" Karen screamed. "Get Toby and get out!"
But she wasn't fast enough as she stared at the magnificent Goblin King. "I'll hurt her Karen and you know I can do that. I have no interest in your male child. I'll take the girl." His jagged canines showed and Sarah turned. "Dad!" She screamed, running for the open doors which suddenly slammed shut.
Sarah's response was to rattle the doorknob and pound on the door. "Dad!" She screamed.
"Your father is asleep." The Goblin King said. "And so is the babe. They are both resting in the Master Bedroom. No harm will come to them, I promise."
Karen looked up. "I made a mistake. I didn't mean what I said." She insisted.
"You know the rules, Karen. I told them to you years ago." The King sounded bored and his eyes raked over the teenage girl pounding frantically on her bedroom door. When silence swept across the room the young woman turned as though she felt his eyes on her. She looked at him with defiance.
"What the hell is going on here, Karen?" Sarah demanded. "Who's this...douche?"
The Goblin King frowned at the language coming from the mouth of such a pretty girl. In his world it would not be stood for. He eyed her once. He could find someplace for her in his Labyrinth. "She is a pretty package though." The King mused. "I could enjoy myself-"
"Don't you even think about touching her, you bastard!" With far more speed than the King thought Karen possessed she was up and her hand struck him across the face. It made a sickening sound in the otherwise silence of the room. The King's handsome pale face darkened and he grabbed her stepmother by her hair.
"We are lucky we are in the mortal realm!" He simply tossed Karen as though she were a rag doll at Sarah's bed.
"Karen!" Sarah ran to her stepmother, hearing her moan softly as she tried to push herself up. Her head had hit Sarah's bedpost and throbbed. Karen felt like she was seeing two of everything and blinked several times to right herself.
"Who the hell are you and what do you think you're doing?" Sarah demanded. She helped her stepmother sag against the bed for a moment and whirled towards the Goblin King.
He only laughed. He enjoyed this. The girl was a real spitfire. She could be lots of fun. His eyes swept over her and he was actually glad that she was not of the Fae. She was even more beautiful to him because of this. Not that the Fae women he'd known before were ugly, but after a while the sameness became...boring. "You little girl, are mine now." He said.
"Huh—what?"
"Yes. It seems you've angered your stepmother whom you champion so well. She made a little wish and now you're mine." The King licked his lower lips in anticipation of "mine".
"She wished me away?" Sarah was struggling to let that one settle in. She turned to Karen. "You wished me away?" Hurt flashed across the girl's stunning features. The King leaned against a wall, watching the interaction.
"I didn't mean it, Sarah. I was just upset you were late again and-"
"You wished me away to the...what are you anyway?" Sarah turned back to the King.
"I am Jareth, King of the Goblins. And you are now mine to do with as I please." Jareth said in a matter of fact voice. Sarah turned back to her stepmother only this time her face was one of contempt.
"I knew you didn't like me." Sarah lifted her chin with anger and hurt in her features. "You never liked me because of my mother!"
Karen shook her head. "No, Sarah. That's not true. I was just upset, and I didn't mean it. He can't take you away over something as silly as-"
"I can take her away Karen. Did I not explain what I do as a living to you clear enough when you were a fanciful teenage girl? How you thought it was exciting and dangerous?" Jareth taunted.
Sarah frowned. "You want me gone. You have your precious Toby and you don't need me in my father's life messing it up right?"
"No, Sarah, never!" Karen pleaded.
Sarah snorted once, crossing her arms over her chest. "And to think I felt sorry for you! I thought this..." She turned to Jareth, taking in his appearance finally which made the King tilt his head. His eyes followed the girl's movements. "Whatever he is-"
"King." Jareth offered.
" That this King was trying to hurt you!" Sarah's anger was overwhelming. Jareth highly approved of this magnificent creature before him.
"Sarah, listen. I did not mean to make that wish and you cannot go anywhere with him. Promise me that!"
"Karen, do shut up." Jareth said and yawned boredly. "The girl is mine. You said your right words and now I take her with me." He looked over at Sarah. "Come with me if you wish to say your goodbyes to your father and half brother. I will allow you that at least."
"Jareth, don't!" Karen wailed.
Jareth responded by holding his hand out to Sarah. She glared down at Karen with hatred and hurt mingled in one look, then defiantly rose her chin. She accepted his hand. And in Jareth's mind, she accepted much more. He yanked the girl to him and they vanished from the room.
Karen screamed in protest and ran to the door, only to find it locked by magic.
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Jareth let go of Sarah once they were in her father's Master bedroom. "They are asleep, but they won't remember you after you say your goodbye. You consented to come with me by taking my hand."
Sarah paused. She turned and looked at the King of the Goblins with some fear. "Where are we going?"
"Say your goodbyes Sarah and I will tell you all you need to know." Jareth promised.
Sarah walked over to the crib and peeked in at Toby. She often felt spite for him because he was the new baby, the one who got all the special treatment and she felt like Cinderella. Now that she realized she would be leaving, she felt something soft and sweet and matronly rush over her. She leaned over and kissed him. "I'm sorry I wasn't more of a sister to you." She whispered.
It hurt to go to her father's sleeping form and hug him as tightly as she could. He slumbered and didn't even turn over. Sarah kissed him with tears in her eyes and then backed away. She turned back to the Goblin King. "Now will you tell me where you are taking me?"
In answer, Jareth used his hand to open the balcony window in her father's room. The outside landscape had changed to one of an orange tinted sky and a ground overwrought with weeds and brambles. She also saw a...Labyrinth and beyond it a castle. "The castle beyond the Goblin City!" Sarah exclaimed in wonder.
"Indeed. I see you are versed in fairy tales. Good, that will be helpful for you in the future." Jareth said. Suddenly, they were at the hill and the house had vanished. Sarah whirled backwards, experiencing a sudden bout of regret. "I want to go home!" She exclaimed, feeling much younger than her sixteen years.
Jareth tilted his head and clucked his tongue once. "You are home, Sarah. Your stepmother didn't only wish you to me, as most of my Wishers do, she gave you to me. Her wish was that she wished you to the Goblin King so that you may learn your lesson."
Sarah blinked. "Learn my lesson?" She echoed, obviously confused.
Jareth chuckled. "Your stepmother deems you a spoiled girl. Is she right or shall I be pleasantly surprised?"
Anger flooded Sarah and she felt her hands balled into fists. She was so upset at Karen. "She never liked me!" Sarah stamped a foot into the hill. "She disliked me because of my mother who is so more beautiful than she ever wished she could be! She hated that I reminded my dad of her." Sarah shouted.
Jareth lifted an eyebrow. "I have no interest in these mortal qualms." He said to her. "Come now, we must go to the castle. I have to decide what I am going to do with you."
Sarah felt a sudden rush of fear. "What—what are you going to do with me?" She asked in a softer voice, her anger abated for the moment at least.
Jareth turned and studied the girl. "There are a number of things I could do. But as it is, I have not decided yet young Sarah." He gave her an almost smile. "Take my hand again. I'm tired, I have a lot to do and I'm sure you must be exhausted from your journey as well."
Sarah licked her dry lips and felt a shiver rush through her. Karen had wished her away to some magical man who didn't know what he intended to do with her? Maybe she would wake up and this would be a simple dream.
Oh, how she prayed it would be a dream. But something in the Goblin King's eyes suggested otherwise as he yanked her to him. Sarah closed her eyes and was forced to clutch Jareth as he used his magic to transport them to the castle. She only opened her eyes when she felt her feet were firmly planted on the ground.
Realizing she was still clinging to the Goblin King, Sarah let go immediately. She felt herself turn red at such close contact. "This is your castle?" She asked, seeing the round room. Goblins littered every available space. She watched as they chased one another on scooters, singing songs about drinking games she knew from friends at school. This place was bedlam.
"One part of it, yes." Jareth agreed. "It is my throne room." He actually preferred it to the rest of his castle. "Out of my chair, Kazar!" He demanded of a child like Goblin who looked kinda cute. Kazar gave him a snort, and flipped out of it. "Majesty brought us back some chickens?" Kazar asked hopefully.
"Hardly. You knew I was going to retrieve a wished away child."
"She's awful big to be a child." Kazar noted, taking Sarah in. "You gonna make her a Goblin?" He asked and a smile stretched his face.
Sarah crossed her arms over her chest. "I cannot be a Goblin!" She exclaimed. "That's not fair!"
Jareth gritted his teeth. He hated that saying with a passion. "You and your stepmother. You say it so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is?" he asked with a slight smirk. "You are not going to be turned into a Goblin. I have other ideas for you, my sweet."
Sarah backed away a little and nearly tripped over a hairy looking Goblin. "Watch it, ya big oaf!" It exclaimed.
"Maybe you should stay out from under people's feet!" Sarah shot back at it. She glowered, then looked up to find the King watching her, an amused smirk gracing his handsome features.
"What other ideas?" Sarah asked boldly. She might as well learn her new duties, right? Whatever they could be it couldn't be any worse than being so hated by Karen that she was sent to some kind of imaginary world.
Jareth narrowed his eyes in thought. He was giving her that once over again. "I'm sure in the coming days I will regret this but...you intrigue me, Sarah Williams." Jareth said. "I have never met a woman like you before. Royal protocol says that I must choose a Queen."
The Goblins stopped their chatter immediately and turned to watch Sarah and Jareth.
Sarah's eyes grew wide. "Am I to help you find a Queen?" She asked, her innocence touching. "I could help you pick out a bride." Sarah offered. Maybe she would become his assistant. Maybe he wasn't really as bad as she thought. Yeah, she could like it here if she worked for him like that. She could take care of bookwork or something.
Jareth laughed softly. "Oh, you sweet thing." His eyes held a little warmth in them for the first time since they met. "I admire innocence. It's sweet and refreshing. I want you to keep that about you as long as you can." He let out a soft sigh. Sarah glanced down at where the Goblins gathered around Jareth's booted feet. None of them spoke yet. Some looked to be holding their breath.
"No, my sweet, precious thing. I am going to choose you as my Queen. I think with some doing you'd make a marvelous Queen. And after all you are mine to do with as I please. I choose this. I could make you a servant if you decline, which would be a worse job for you. You'd have so much work piled on you, not to mention that the hours are long and depressing." Jareth grinned with slight manipulation.
"Marriage?" Sarah squeaked out. "Look, I'm way too young to be married. Don't you know it's against the law to marry a sixteen year old girl?" She asked. She still held herself, and took several steps back from Jareth. This time, Sarah kicked squealing Goblins out of her way. They gave her dirty looks as they righted themselves.
"Maybe in the Aboveground it is indeed illegal. But I know some provinces...or rather, states allow that with the permission of relatives yes?" Jareth inquired.
Sarah frowned. Was that true? "But I'm too young!" She wailed. "I don't know the first thing about being a wife, or a Queen."
Jareth shook his head. "Those are all things you shall learn. It will be a pleasant life for you. Easy and as sweet as you wish."
He was crazy! He was gonna marry her and she was only sixteen! Sarah shook her head and sighed. "I can't marry you. I'm not part of this world." She was grabbing at any straw she could find.
Jareth laughed. "Dear sweet, precious thing. Have you not learned? When your darling stepmother made that wish, she made you part of my world. She gave you to me. You are mine, and no contract can break that. I could choose to marry you, or make you a servant. But as it is, you amuse me Sarah. I need amusement in my life."
"So you're just gonna give me no choice at all?" Sarah exclaimed.
"It's a signed contract. I know a bit about mortal history. In the older days, marriages were conceived like this yes? Parents choose their children's future others. Simply think of it as Karen choosing your future mate."
Sarah nodded grudgingly. "Yeah but like in the 18th century." She stated. "Back when people died young. And I'm guessing you're not that young right?" She narrowed her eyes and studied Jareth.
"Indeed, I am not. I'm Fae." Jareth explained. "Look, you don't have a choice. We shall be wedded on the next Fairy Moon. That shall happen in three weeks. It will give you sufficient time to adjust to this world and your new path. Cheer up, Sarah. There are worse things in life than being my wife."
Sarah felt her head was spinning. She closed her eyes once, then opened them. All this had happened because of Karen's stupid, selfish wish?
Sarah watched as Jareth rose from his round throne, kicking Goblins aside as he did. "Now I suggest that you go rest up. We have lots to do and I want you looking healthy and sound." He said as he stood in front of her. Jareth smiled, and leaned forward. "May I kiss my new soon to be wife?" his voice was teasing.
The young girl tensed. "You're giving me a choice?" She lashed out angrily. She watched his eyes narrow and study her.
"For the time being. Though, it's in your best interest not to piss me off, Sarah. I can be a very unpleasant soul when I'm angry." He warned.
Sarah didn't doubt that for a moment. But he was a complete stranger to her and the idea of a kiss frightened her. Sarah hadn't had much experience with boys. She'd been on a handful of dates and only two or three of them had ended in a good night kiss that she'd actually liked. Jareth was watching her, almost as if he could read her thoughts. It caused the young woman to blush. She turned away from him, but Jareth grabbed her by the elbow and yanked her forward.
"Do not make me claim you every time. It's more pleasant if you go along." He yanked Sarah to him and his mouth captured hers. The kiss was more than anything she'd had before. His lips were soft and wet against hers. Sarah almost expected Jareth to try and choke her with his tongue but he didn't. He wasn't a horny teenage boy, after all. He seemed fine with just exploring her mouth with his own, and then he released her.
"KAZAR!" Jareth shouted at the Goblin he seemed to favor most.
On a scooter, Kazar rushed towards them. "Yes, Majesty?"
"Take Sarah to her chambers. Bring Lorelle to tend to her." Jareth ordered. "And make sure that Lorelle knows that tonight we must get word out that I have chosen a Bride."
The little Goblin nodded, saying the words under his breath. "Lorelle to help the girl. Make sure word gets out. Majesty has chosen his bride."
Sarah looked over at Jareth curiously, but he had turned away from them and started down another hallway. "Welcome to your new home and life, Sarah." Jareth said as Kazar reached up for her hand, tugging her with him.
Sarah swallowed. How had her life changed so? Kazar continued to tug on her. "Don't worry, Majesty is always like that."
She looked down. "Like that? You mean, a mean bastard?"
Kazar blinked. "You talk like a Goblin!" He sounded half-delighted, half amazed. Then, a worried look flashed across his features. "Majesty ain't gonna like that, Lady. Gotta remember that or he'll Bog you."
Sarah raised a brow. "Bog...me?"
Kazar nodded. "Yup. In the Bog of Eternal Stench. Smells nasty! Like...baby diapers. And ewe, we get some of those. Stinky." He plugged his nose with his thumb and index finger. It was comical and despite what was happening to her, Sarah had to laugh.
"Where is my room, Kazar?" Sarah asked. Sleep did sound inviting right now.
"Here Lady." Kazar lead her to a solid door made of dark wood. He reached up to push open the gold handle and stepped inside. Sarah gasped at the opulence of the room. In the middle of the room was a wonderful Queen sized bed. It had a royal purple cover, and deep ruby red decorative pillows over it. The headboard itself was stunning; it was a butterfly with many jewels decorating it's wings.
"Ya like?" Kazar asked her, seeing Sarah's reactions as she walked in. The carpet sank into her ankles and was super soft. She wondered if it was some kind of animal. It too was royal purple. The walls were a soft lavender, and trimmed in a darker purple. She even had a balcony overlooking the Labyrinth.
"I...I do." Sarah surprised herself. "It's a beautiful room." She noticed that on one wall, there was a wardrobe, and a few feet away from that a vanity table. The vanity table was fancier than the one she owned at home. It was made out of white marble streaked with something that looked like cherry. Sarah noticed that instead of a bench, there was a white chair with a plush red cushion poofed out for her comfort. The mirror itself was round and in white backing.
"Ya should get to sleep. Majesty will be pretty busy." Kazar warned her. I'll send Lorelle in to talk to you."
Sarah nodded. The bed did look rather inviting, and suddenly, as Jareth had predicted, Sarah felt tired. Maybe the emotional stress of what had happened and the betrayal of Karen. She headed towards the bed and plucked her brown leather loafers off. Sarah crawled into the bed, pleased to find that the mattress was firm, the way she liked. She slid under the warm covers and cuddled into the bed.
Sleep was not as hard to come by as she had previously thought. Her eyes shut, her breathing stilled and for a moment she had peace.
Somehow, she knew it wouldn't last.
