This is my first fanfiction so go easy on me. Morpheus just kind of appeared in my mind so i had to write a story about him. Well, enjoy.

Chapter One: The Proposal

"Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave."

"You have no power over me!"

Jareth the Goblin King expressed a face of pain and regret before the clock chimed and he transformed into a fluffy white barn owl.

While Sarah and her friends partied in her bedroom, somehow unbeknownst to her parents, Jareth the owl watched and then flew across the moon.

As the credits rolled, Nicole pondered on what she had just seen. "I wish they could have been together but I suppose I can't really blame her. He was a bit arrogant and proud and selfish. Oh well, maybe he could change?"

She sighed and then walked out of her lounge room and into her kitchen. Just as she had walked past the phone, its ring caused her to jump. She quickly recovered and picked it up to answer it. "Hello?"

"Hi Niki, can you hang out the washing please, thankyou…" BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.

Nicole sighed again as she put the phone down and then proceeded down her creaky discoloured stairs to the laundry.

All was silent as she hung out the clothes on the line, except for the sound of a car door shutting in the next street or some young kids kicking a football.

"Hello Nicole."

Nicole froze and then quickly spun around to where the voice had been behind her.

He was a young man in his twenties of average build and height, approximately five foot ten inches. His hair was black and hung down around his face to his shoulders, shining blue and glistening in the sun. He was dressed all in black with a black breastplate and tights with a long cape with silver laced through, black boots with a slight heel up to his knees and leather gloves. Upon close observation she could see that his left eye had a sort of silver flame around the pupil and from the way he had addressed her she assumed he was British. The oddest thing was that his cape seemed to be blowing in the wind even though there wasn't even a breeze.

"Who are you?" she tried to not sound frightened but her voice shook.

"I know you don't know who I am, I am Morpheus, but I know who you are." As he said this he walked towards her and she found herself stepping backwards into the line in an attempt to escape from him.

When Nicole still looked at him blankly and obviously freaked out by him, he went on "Perhaps you know my brother, King Jareth."

Nicole suddenly collected herself now. "You're Jareth's brother?"

"Yes I am the Prince of the part of the Labyrinth called Crow's Nest."

Nicole had a brief, nervous laugh. "Oh yeah, like I'm really going to believe that; I bet you're just some weirdo; if you don't leave right now I'll call the Police.

He didn't move. "So you don't believe me. Tell me, could a plain weirdo do this?"

Two crows suddenly appeared out of nowhere and began circling above his head. After a few seconds it almost seemed as if they were leaving streams of sparkling light behind them.

The man was gone and in his place was a big, black crow, twice the size of the other two, that flew at her and stopped about half a metre from her face, until she dropped down to sit on the low brick wall with her hands wrapped around the clothes pole.

Terror and shock was evident on her face once more as he turned back into a man before her eyes. He was so close to her that her face was level with his breastplate and she could smell a strange perfume coming from him.

"Now do you believe me?"

Nicole shakily got back up onto her legs still holding the pole and leaned back so that she wasn't so close to him and could meet his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"I want you Nicole, to consent to reign beside me as the Princess of the Labyrinth."

"Huh? Wait, let me get this straight, you're asking me to come and live with you in the Labyrinth?"

"Yes I am. You'll be very happy there. You can go and grab a few things if you want but most of everything you'll need will be there at Crow's Nest…"

"Hold on," Nicole closed her eyes momentarily and released one of her palms from the pole to hold out as a sort of signal to stop, "I am not going with you. I don't even know you and I'm not just going to leave my whole world behind for you. How could you possibly have thought I would do that?"

"His face went hard and a dangerous look came into his eyes. "Either you consent to be my Princess or you walk the Labyrinth."

"If I make it to the centre will you let me go?"

"…Yes."

"Then I'll take the Labyrinth thanks your Majesty."

"So be it." Colours swirled and then there was blackness around her.