Labyrinth Fan Fiction
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Jim Henson's movie Labyrinth. Lara, on the other hand, is my character, so please don't use her. I have to admit, David Bowie in the film has this certain thing about him. He's scary, and yet very attractive. He's evil, but sweet. I don't understand it, but here is the fan fiction.
Labyrinth: The Next Generation.
Lara sat on her bed, thinking about the day that just passed. She hated being single. All her friends were in long-term relationships, and she couldn't even get a date. This made her really angry and upset.
"I wish I could escape this world. I wish someone would wisk me away from here. To another world where all my sorrows and pains are only distant memories. But, like that will ever happen." She said out loud. She got off her bed, turned off the lights, and went to bed. She was so tired, she didn't realize a pair of yellow eyes watching her. Those eyes belonged to a white barn owl. The owl flew off into the night. Little did Lara know what she had just done.
When Lara woke up the next morning, she noticed something was different. Instead of being in her brass bed, she was in a four-poster, cherry wood canopy bed. Her sheets were silk and stuffed with feathers. The room was large, made of stone and had a big fireplace in front of the bed. She sat up and looked around the room for anything she knew. Just then the door opened and a man walked into the room. He was tall, had the strangest blond hair, and wore skintight black pants, a ruffled white shirt, and a very strange pendant. Lara clasped the blanket close to her chest.
"Who are you?" Lara asked, looking at this strange man.
"I am the one you asked for. You are in a land where all your sorrows and pains are distant memories." He answered.
"I believe I asked for a name." Lara replied, smartly.
"I am Jareth, Goblin King." He answered bowing his head.
"Goblin king? That's just a stupid story my grandmother Sara would tell me. Something about a Goblin King who stole my great-uncle Toby, and how she had to go through a big maze to get him back. It was just a story." She said, brushing her hair, which resembled her grandmother's, behind her ear.
" I knew there was something familiar about you. Sara was a wonderful girl. Toby was a great kid. Too bad she left and took him with her." Jareth said, taking a few steps closer to the bed.
"You mean it really happened? You've got to be kidding me." Lara said, shaking her head.
"Sure it is." Jareth said, making a glass ball float towards her. "Just watch." Lara gazed into the ball. She saw her grandmother as a young girl. Sara was a little younger than Lara was. She also saw her great-uncle Toby. She finally looked away, and the ball disappeared.
"You're nuts. That could be anyone." Lara said, refusing to believe.
"Fine, don't believe it. Feel free to explore the grounds. Breakfast is waiting down in the dinning hall." Jareth said, walking out of the room. Lara got out of bed slowly, and walked towards a giant cherry wood closet. She opened it, and saw several billowing ball gowns, a couple of long full-length skirts, a few blouses and two pairs of shoes. One pair was black pumps, the other were a pair of black riding boots. She picked out a black skirt with a black blouse and the riding boots. As she walked out of her room, she noticed two goblins guarding her room.
"Um, excuse me, could you give me directions to the dinning room?" Lara asked one of the goblins.
"Just go down the stairs, turn left and you shouldn't miss it." The goblin grunted. Lara took the way she was directed. She reached the dinning hall and was taken back by its granditure.
After a quick breakfast, she found her way out of the castle, and into the city. AS she walked through the city, she noticed gates that led out of the city. She didn't know what was happening, but something propelled her out past the gates. There in front of her stood a tall tree. Growing on the tree were the most lush look peaches she had ever seen. Since she was still a little hungry, she reached out and picked one off the tree. As she bit into the peach, the flavour flooded her mouth. After that one bite, Lara dropped the peach as her mind went blank.
Lara woke up looking around a large ballroom. She was wearing a long pale blue ball gown. It was off the shoulder with a billowing organza skirt. Her hair was curly with matching pale blue ribbons. Lara began to search around the room for someone, but she wasn't sure who she was looking for. Finally she found him. Jareth looked at Lara with worried eyes. He made his way towards her at a quick pace. When he finally got to her, he grabbed her hands and began to dance with her. She gazed blankly into his eyes, and he knew she was fading fast. As they danced, Jareth led them towards a clear, see through wall. When Lara's back was against the wall, Jareth extended his arms and pushed her into the wall. The wall shattered and Lara fell through. She fell down, down, down, and as she fell, her gown returned to what she was wearing before. As she hit something, she blacked out.
She woke up with a start, and she sat up quickly. As she sat up, a damp cloth fell from her forehead into her lap. Lara looked around and realized she was in the same room that she had woke up in this morning.
"It wasn't a dream Lara. All of this is real." A familiar voice said from beside her. She turned to see Jareth sitting on the side of the bed.
"Then what just happened?" With the dancing and why did you push me?" Lara asked, looking for answers.
"Remember that peach you ate? Well, that must have grown from the one your grandmother ate. I gave it to her so that she could forget about Toby. You ate one and you were going to forget. You aren't here to forget, just to get away. That's why I pushed you." Jareth explained.
"You mean you saved me? You, the Goblin King?" Lara said with a laugh.
"You only know me through stories. That's only one side of me." He paused, "How old are you Lara?"
"I'm twenty. What about you? You don't look that old, but it's been fifty years since my grandmother was here." Lara said, examining Jareth with her eyes.
"I can be as old as you want me to be. I lost count after a thousand though. You don't age here, that's the beauty of it." Jareth said, standing up and walking over to the end of the bed.
"I have to admit, it is beautiful here. Although your city does need a little cleaning." She said with a giggle.
"Well, feel free to explore the grounds again, but be a little more careful." Jareth said, looking at her with concern in his eyes. Realizing that she wasn't listening, Jareth gave up and walked out of the room. When Lara noticed he had gone, she gave a sigh, stretched and went back to daydreaming.
Jareth sat on his throne, lost in thought.
"What is this feeling I have? It feels weird. The last time I felt this way when Sara was here. I haven't felt this way in fifty years, and then when Lara walks into my life, the feeling returns." He said out loud. Just as he finished speaking, a glass ball floated towards him. He peered into it and saw Lara walking down the hall. She turned the corner and the ball floated away. It reached the door, and landed in Lara's hand. Jareth looked up and saw this happen.
"How did you do that?" Jareth asked, looking Lara up and down.
"I don't know, it just happened. All I did was look at it and it came to me. Why?" Lara asked, walking towards the throne and Jareth.
"I figured I was the only one who could do that." Jareth said, then thought for a moment. Then he looked at her with a spark in his eyes. "Come with me." He said, taking her hand and leading her to the library.
"What's the rush? What do you want to show me?" Lara asked.
"There is a prophecy about the Queen of Goblins. She is said to posses the same power as the king, which is me." He said as they entered the library. He went to a large, old book, and opened it to a certain page. There on the page, was an accurate sketch of Lara. As she read the words written, she realized it was talking about her. A distraught young woman who is fed up with love, that was the reason she was here. She backed away and fell into a chair. She couldn't believe it.
"That is the strangest thing I've ever read. Are you sure you didn't write this just to keep me here?" Lara asked Jareth.
"No, this is the truth. This is your destiny." Jareth said, walking over to her and kneeling in front of her. Lara tried to make sense of it all. She tried to stand, but every time she did, she would collapse back into the chair.
"Take your time, but I should tell you one thing. If you decide to stay, that would require you to marry me. Choose carefully." Jareth said, leaving her to her thoughts. Lara made a list of pros and cons in her head. She wanted to go back and be with her friends, but she didn't want to be lonely. She would miss her family, but this was her destiny. Why did it have to be so hard? After a long consideration time, she had made up her mind. She walked confidently to the throne room to find a second throne beside Jareth's. She looked for a moment to find Jareth. Then someone tapped her shoulder. She turned around to see Jareth standing there.
"I see you've made up your mind. What is your choice?" Jareth said, expecting to her that she had decided to go home. He would let her, but he would have the same pain that he had received when Sara had rejected him.
"I am going to..."Lara started, and looked at Jareth. "To stay here and accept destiny." Jareth looked at her in shock. She reached out and brushed her hand down his cheek. "You know, I think I'm going to like it here, with you and all. I never realized how handsome you are. It's funny; I think I'm falling in love with you oh great Goblin king." Lara said, looking Jareth straight in the eyes. Jareth leaned forwards and kissed Lara. Lara didn't refuse it. She had never been kissed this way before. They broke apart, and Lara blushed. Jareth stepped out onto the balcony and all the goblins looked up at him and became silent.
"Goblins, I have great news. The prophecy has come true! We will finally have a queen! Let me present Lara." Jareth said, leading Lara out onto the balcony. The crowd cheered and Jareth swept Lara off her feet into a kiss.
The End, or is it?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Jim Henson's movie Labyrinth. Lara, on the other hand, is my character, so please don't use her. I have to admit, David Bowie in the film has this certain thing about him. He's scary, and yet very attractive. He's evil, but sweet. I don't understand it, but here is the fan fiction.
Labyrinth: The Next Generation.
Lara sat on her bed, thinking about the day that just passed. She hated being single. All her friends were in long-term relationships, and she couldn't even get a date. This made her really angry and upset.
"I wish I could escape this world. I wish someone would wisk me away from here. To another world where all my sorrows and pains are only distant memories. But, like that will ever happen." She said out loud. She got off her bed, turned off the lights, and went to bed. She was so tired, she didn't realize a pair of yellow eyes watching her. Those eyes belonged to a white barn owl. The owl flew off into the night. Little did Lara know what she had just done.
When Lara woke up the next morning, she noticed something was different. Instead of being in her brass bed, she was in a four-poster, cherry wood canopy bed. Her sheets were silk and stuffed with feathers. The room was large, made of stone and had a big fireplace in front of the bed. She sat up and looked around the room for anything she knew. Just then the door opened and a man walked into the room. He was tall, had the strangest blond hair, and wore skintight black pants, a ruffled white shirt, and a very strange pendant. Lara clasped the blanket close to her chest.
"Who are you?" Lara asked, looking at this strange man.
"I am the one you asked for. You are in a land where all your sorrows and pains are distant memories." He answered.
"I believe I asked for a name." Lara replied, smartly.
"I am Jareth, Goblin King." He answered bowing his head.
"Goblin king? That's just a stupid story my grandmother Sara would tell me. Something about a Goblin King who stole my great-uncle Toby, and how she had to go through a big maze to get him back. It was just a story." She said, brushing her hair, which resembled her grandmother's, behind her ear.
" I knew there was something familiar about you. Sara was a wonderful girl. Toby was a great kid. Too bad she left and took him with her." Jareth said, taking a few steps closer to the bed.
"You mean it really happened? You've got to be kidding me." Lara said, shaking her head.
"Sure it is." Jareth said, making a glass ball float towards her. "Just watch." Lara gazed into the ball. She saw her grandmother as a young girl. Sara was a little younger than Lara was. She also saw her great-uncle Toby. She finally looked away, and the ball disappeared.
"You're nuts. That could be anyone." Lara said, refusing to believe.
"Fine, don't believe it. Feel free to explore the grounds. Breakfast is waiting down in the dinning hall." Jareth said, walking out of the room. Lara got out of bed slowly, and walked towards a giant cherry wood closet. She opened it, and saw several billowing ball gowns, a couple of long full-length skirts, a few blouses and two pairs of shoes. One pair was black pumps, the other were a pair of black riding boots. She picked out a black skirt with a black blouse and the riding boots. As she walked out of her room, she noticed two goblins guarding her room.
"Um, excuse me, could you give me directions to the dinning room?" Lara asked one of the goblins.
"Just go down the stairs, turn left and you shouldn't miss it." The goblin grunted. Lara took the way she was directed. She reached the dinning hall and was taken back by its granditure.
After a quick breakfast, she found her way out of the castle, and into the city. AS she walked through the city, she noticed gates that led out of the city. She didn't know what was happening, but something propelled her out past the gates. There in front of her stood a tall tree. Growing on the tree were the most lush look peaches she had ever seen. Since she was still a little hungry, she reached out and picked one off the tree. As she bit into the peach, the flavour flooded her mouth. After that one bite, Lara dropped the peach as her mind went blank.
Lara woke up looking around a large ballroom. She was wearing a long pale blue ball gown. It was off the shoulder with a billowing organza skirt. Her hair was curly with matching pale blue ribbons. Lara began to search around the room for someone, but she wasn't sure who she was looking for. Finally she found him. Jareth looked at Lara with worried eyes. He made his way towards her at a quick pace. When he finally got to her, he grabbed her hands and began to dance with her. She gazed blankly into his eyes, and he knew she was fading fast. As they danced, Jareth led them towards a clear, see through wall. When Lara's back was against the wall, Jareth extended his arms and pushed her into the wall. The wall shattered and Lara fell through. She fell down, down, down, and as she fell, her gown returned to what she was wearing before. As she hit something, she blacked out.
She woke up with a start, and she sat up quickly. As she sat up, a damp cloth fell from her forehead into her lap. Lara looked around and realized she was in the same room that she had woke up in this morning.
"It wasn't a dream Lara. All of this is real." A familiar voice said from beside her. She turned to see Jareth sitting on the side of the bed.
"Then what just happened?" With the dancing and why did you push me?" Lara asked, looking for answers.
"Remember that peach you ate? Well, that must have grown from the one your grandmother ate. I gave it to her so that she could forget about Toby. You ate one and you were going to forget. You aren't here to forget, just to get away. That's why I pushed you." Jareth explained.
"You mean you saved me? You, the Goblin King?" Lara said with a laugh.
"You only know me through stories. That's only one side of me." He paused, "How old are you Lara?"
"I'm twenty. What about you? You don't look that old, but it's been fifty years since my grandmother was here." Lara said, examining Jareth with her eyes.
"I can be as old as you want me to be. I lost count after a thousand though. You don't age here, that's the beauty of it." Jareth said, standing up and walking over to the end of the bed.
"I have to admit, it is beautiful here. Although your city does need a little cleaning." She said with a giggle.
"Well, feel free to explore the grounds again, but be a little more careful." Jareth said, looking at her with concern in his eyes. Realizing that she wasn't listening, Jareth gave up and walked out of the room. When Lara noticed he had gone, she gave a sigh, stretched and went back to daydreaming.
Jareth sat on his throne, lost in thought.
"What is this feeling I have? It feels weird. The last time I felt this way when Sara was here. I haven't felt this way in fifty years, and then when Lara walks into my life, the feeling returns." He said out loud. Just as he finished speaking, a glass ball floated towards him. He peered into it and saw Lara walking down the hall. She turned the corner and the ball floated away. It reached the door, and landed in Lara's hand. Jareth looked up and saw this happen.
"How did you do that?" Jareth asked, looking Lara up and down.
"I don't know, it just happened. All I did was look at it and it came to me. Why?" Lara asked, walking towards the throne and Jareth.
"I figured I was the only one who could do that." Jareth said, then thought for a moment. Then he looked at her with a spark in his eyes. "Come with me." He said, taking her hand and leading her to the library.
"What's the rush? What do you want to show me?" Lara asked.
"There is a prophecy about the Queen of Goblins. She is said to posses the same power as the king, which is me." He said as they entered the library. He went to a large, old book, and opened it to a certain page. There on the page, was an accurate sketch of Lara. As she read the words written, she realized it was talking about her. A distraught young woman who is fed up with love, that was the reason she was here. She backed away and fell into a chair. She couldn't believe it.
"That is the strangest thing I've ever read. Are you sure you didn't write this just to keep me here?" Lara asked Jareth.
"No, this is the truth. This is your destiny." Jareth said, walking over to her and kneeling in front of her. Lara tried to make sense of it all. She tried to stand, but every time she did, she would collapse back into the chair.
"Take your time, but I should tell you one thing. If you decide to stay, that would require you to marry me. Choose carefully." Jareth said, leaving her to her thoughts. Lara made a list of pros and cons in her head. She wanted to go back and be with her friends, but she didn't want to be lonely. She would miss her family, but this was her destiny. Why did it have to be so hard? After a long consideration time, she had made up her mind. She walked confidently to the throne room to find a second throne beside Jareth's. She looked for a moment to find Jareth. Then someone tapped her shoulder. She turned around to see Jareth standing there.
"I see you've made up your mind. What is your choice?" Jareth said, expecting to her that she had decided to go home. He would let her, but he would have the same pain that he had received when Sara had rejected him.
"I am going to..."Lara started, and looked at Jareth. "To stay here and accept destiny." Jareth looked at her in shock. She reached out and brushed her hand down his cheek. "You know, I think I'm going to like it here, with you and all. I never realized how handsome you are. It's funny; I think I'm falling in love with you oh great Goblin king." Lara said, looking Jareth straight in the eyes. Jareth leaned forwards and kissed Lara. Lara didn't refuse it. She had never been kissed this way before. They broke apart, and Lara blushed. Jareth stepped out onto the balcony and all the goblins looked up at him and became silent.
"Goblins, I have great news. The prophecy has come true! We will finally have a queen! Let me present Lara." Jareth said, leading Lara out onto the balcony. The crowd cheered and Jareth swept Lara off her feet into a kiss.
The End, or is it?