Disclaimer: Don't own or claim to own The Labyrinth. If I did, I'd write a sequel and make David the star. :)
Prologue.
Sarah walked across the grass, looking at the small white barn owl sitting on the lamppost. If only she'd known who it was.. Fat chance. She turned to a small book in her hand, the binding a bright red. The cover was slightly worn, but only from the hundreds of times she had read it. In intricate gold letters, "The Labyrinth" was written on the front.
"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have made my way here to the castle beyond the goblin city, to take back the child that you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, my kingdom is as great.." Her voice wavered, looking at the Goblin King, Jareth, whoever he was to her now... His eyes burned, but Sarah knew what she had to. Her brother was her priority.
"You have no power over me."
She almost regretted the words. Almost.
Sarah lay on her bed, knees crossed, elbows propped on a pillow. She held the small, red book in her hands.. The book which had started everything. She folded to the first page and began to read.
The Labyrinth.