This is an idea I dreamt about. Not much to say, since I might spoil it. I will say, if you are even the teeniest bit interested, put it on story alert. This is a story I will be updating frequently.

Disclaimer- I do not own Labyrinth. Think of what could happen if I did... then be thankful I don't.

Claimer- Since the other is a DISclaimer, tihs will be a claimer. This is my story. The characters you haven't seen in the movie that are in here are mine. Including the goblin girl, whom I have affectionatly called Peter... Don't ask. Beezle was inspired by someone, and if I ever find you again, I promise to put you in here. Oh, and the chameleon was borrowed from Kitsune Karasu, read her stories, they're really good. Finally, I'm sorry I'm talking so much...

Warning- Wolf.at.Heart is chemically imbalanced, note her pen name... Kinds weird. Read at own risk of being tossed into a tornado and ending up in Kansas. Or the need to read this 10 times to keep track of what's going on. Please stick with this, it will make sence in the end!

And so without further gilding the lily and with no more ado, I give you A Different Path.

"In addition, make this room warmer. Reds, oranges, and maybe some gold would look lovely."

The goblin maid bowed to her once more, floppy earns almost touching the ground.

"And for the last time, stop bowing to me," Sarah said, exasperated.

"Of course, Queen Sarah," the green maid squeaked. "The King would like to see you in the study, if we are finished?"

"Right, right," the raven haired girl said absently. "That is all, please make sure that my plans are put into action immediately, thank you."

She dismissed the goblin and she scurried away.

Sarah ascended the stairs to the King's study, the only place goblins never ventured into.

She strode in, inclining her head to the teenagers that scattered the place, reading about the Underground so that they would be ready to be adopted out. These were the children that were too old to forget the Aboveground but too young to be on their own.

"Sarah." Jareth opened his arms to her as he walked towards his Queen.

She waved him away. "What is it now Jareth? I have many things to attend to."

With a wave of his hand the the children were gone. "How are you enjoying yourself, my dear," he asked against her hand, which was resting lifelessly on his own.

"The plans are going well for my rooms." The beauty pulled her hand away, smoothing out her skirts.

The Goblin King stepped towards her, but she deftly sidestepped.

"So cruel," he said softly.

"Nothing more than what you have made me, Your Majesty," she retorted cooly.

The room swirled and Sarah closed her eyes, feeling weak and dizzy.

What is happening...