AN: Alright, I don't have an editor, yet. Sorry if I make any grammatical or any other errors in the fic. I do not own Jareth, Toby, Sarah, The Labyrinth, or anything else that's related to the movie. I own Takibi, Samantha, and her house so far. This is not my first Fanfic, I kind of gave up on the other one. This fic is rated for chapters to come and just in case I post anything excruciatingly bad.
"Bye, Takibi." A small boy looked up at the fourteen year old.
"Bye, Toby." Takibi grinned at the six year old. "Practice your form and remember to kick higher for your roundhouse kick, alright?" She asked as she ruffled the boy's hair.
"Takibi, is Toby doing alright?" 'Tobys mother asked as Takibi gathered her helmet and back pack.
"He's doing great, Mrs. Williams. He just need to practice his form a little bit and he'll be fine." Takibi grinned.
"Please, call me Karen. And thank you, so much. I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"
"See you then..Karen," Takibi smiled and brought her bike outside of the Tae Kwon Do school before putting on her helmet.
It was going to be fun heading home. There was no one at the house and she would be able to go on the computer and write another story without interruption. She hoped, anyways. Her hazel eyes twinkled in excitement as clouds began to form above, she loved the rain. Her mother got fussy if she was out in the rain too long, always said that she'd get sick or get hit by lightning. Whatever was Takibi's usual response.
Today, she was going to go ride slowly home and get soaking wet. She gave one last wave to the people at the dojang and bowed a bit clumsily towards the Grand Master before pedaling down the sidewalk. With each downward stroke of her right leg, a buckle from her black jeans would click against the metal flame of the bike. Her converse tennis shoes were glued to the pedals as she picked up her pace. She may love the rain, but she wasn't stupid.
The driver's out here in Great Falls, Virginia, were idiots. She knew this, quite well. She pedaled quickly across the road, checking for any signals from any cars and found none. Soon, she was home. A downpour had started and her t-shirt was sticking to her skin, thankfully she had worn undergarments and nothing embarrassing was revealed.
"Heya, Samantha." She said to the black and white Newfoundland as she walked into the house. "How ya doing buddy?" She asked, ruffling the slobber dog's face.
The dog howled in respond, Takibi chuckled and headed into the kitchen. She sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter, one hand on each side of the sink. Her friend, Sarah, had been Toby's sister. That was, before she died. Sarah had been hit by a car, on the very road that Takibi took daily. It had been a night, much like this one, and the driver claimed he didn't see her. Yeah right, the bastard. The driver had been a Junior at their high school. He was someone that teased them daily and tried to beat up Takibi. Boy had he made a mistake.
He went home, crying to his mother after she kicked him hard in the nuts and sent him flying into a wall. She always blamed herself for what happened to Sarah. She felt that if she hadn't had beat the crap out of Joseph she would still be alive. Takibi looked up and out the window, lightning crackling over the dark sky. She sighed and headed for her room. She got dressed for the night and fell asleep.
She woke up to a wet lick in the face. She wasn't surprised to see Samantha's wet nose nudging her face. She laughed and sat up, scratching the dog behind the ears before standing and dressing into black pants and a white loose poet's shirt. She sighed and walked over to her dresser, Samantha close on her heels. She stared at a small red book entitled 'The Labyrinth' which laid on the wooden surface.
She had read the story, time and time again. She had known about Sarah's obsession with the book, but it quickly stopped for an unknown reason after one strange weekend when Sarah's parents had been out for dinner. Then, an idea struck her. She grinned, wickedly, and scanned through the pages of the Labyrinth before heading into the office and sat down at her Macintosh G5 which she had stolen from her father. It was still his, but he never used it.
Quickly, she began to type. She forgot about what time it was or how hungry she had been when she had gotten home. She had forgotten about life itself and was so thrown into her story that she didn't realize a white owl was sitting calmly outside her window.
"One night Sarah was so fed up with her baby brother that she wished him away to the goblins." She began to read out loud. The entire story, exactly how it had happened, spilled out of her mouth and onto the computer and into the printer. When she finished, she grinned.
"There really is a Goblin King named Jareth. He likes to wear extremely tight pants and look evil. But inside, he loved the girl named Sarah but she didn't know it. And when she died, he was lost." She sighed as she took the one inch thick story off of the computer. "Who knows, I might be right and I might not be."
She looked at Samantha who had curled up underneath her desk. She chuckled lightly before looking outside. When she saw the owl, her lips turned into a grin and she knew. She opened the door and he took off yet a bit slower then a normal owl would.
"Wait!" Takibi called after him, but it was too late.
She sighed and went back into the house, not noticing that it had begun to rain. With a red pen in hand, she began to look over the story to edit it. She was surprised that she had found no errors whatsoever. She tapped the pen to her pale lips and leaned back in her chair.
"I wish the goblins would take me away, right now." She said suddenly. She looked confused. 'Why the heck did I say that?' She wondered to herself.
When she found herself sitting in the middle of a throne room instead of her chair, she knew. She was prone to faint, and seeing the man in front of her with wild blonde hair and mismatched eyes caused her to panic slightly. 'So he is real...' She thought right before blackness consumed her sight.
