Disclaimer: I don't own the Labyrinth or anything associated with it, but the characters, plotlines, and any other thing I make up later in the story is mine...

Jareth stayed up late thinking about what had occurred so long ago, almost 30 years in fact.

Flashback

Jareth had been spending the better part of a 5 years trying to woo Sarah. From appearing in mirrors to showing up in her dreams. But every time he tried, she rejected him.

Then came the day when she ever so blatantly told him that she would never be his, she never wanted him, and she never would. He left her alone and she had her life. Watching over her for the next two decades, he realized she wasn't who he thought she was.

She was bitter, had multiple husbands, and didn't treat any of them too kindly, no matter what they did our how hard they tried, it was never enough for her. He became disgusted with himself and her. How did he ever care for her? He had no idea she was such a malicious brat.

Eventually, he left giving up all hope to find a queen in the Aboveground. Nevertheless, he still thought it was a good way to escape his duties every once in a while.

End

Now, Jareth was walking to the council for a meeting that they had deemed concerned him. He walked through the doors calmly and waited for the council to start the meeting.

"Goblin King." Rebekah, one of the few queens in the Underground was the first to speak. With long brown hair, pale skin and sharp, pointed features, the woman was quite attractive, until you noticed her 'holier than thou' attitude.

Next to take notice was the head of the council, Kieran. His fiery red hair was prominent due to his extremely pale, almost deathly so, porcelain skin.

The last to notice the Goblin King was Amphitrite, her tan skin blended beautifully with her almond eyes and jet black hair, and though she appeared almost human, there was no doubt she was the most powerful. She gave him a quick smile, she had always been fond of the Goblin King.

"As you well know," Keiran started. "The human, Sarah Williams had defeated the Labyrinth about 28 years ago, am I correct?" Jareth gave a curt nod, silently beckoning him to continue.

"Well since then, it seems past high time that you found a queen for the Goblin Kingdom, Jareth," Queen Rebekah finished quickly without even looking at him.

"Very well, how long do I have?"

"5 years." Was the reply.

"Best of luck to thou, Goblin King." Amphitrite smiled before she waved him off.

~ A few hours later ~

Jareth tossed and turned in his bed, he had been aggravated all night. Even abusing the Goblins didn't seem to calm him this time. He decided to pay a quick visit to the Aboveground, and that he did.

~ In The Aboveground ~

It was late at night and the moon was high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the neighborhood. Jareth was perched in the tree as an owl and was looking around curiously.

A black truck pulled up in the driveway of an expensive looking house. It was white, with large bedroom windows and a red trim.

A man and woman got out , they sermed to bemiddle aged, maybe around 40 or so. The man had black hair streaked with a bit of gray at the sides and a small smile and dark grey adorned his tired and slightly aged face.

The woman was pale, and had a shoulder length brown hair with a bit of white at the roots and an annoyed frown with ice blue eyes.

Lastly, a young girl got out the back seat of the truck. She couldn't have been more than 14 years old, with waist length midnight black hair and toffee colored eyes. She had light mocha skin like her father's and pink full lips. She turned to him and tilted her head, and their eyes connected.

No matter how much he tried, Jareth found that he could not in fact, look away from this young girls' eyes. They pinned him there innocently, yet daring him to move but for some unknown reason he couldn't. He felt compelled to stare into her bronze colored eyes.

It was only when she started moving did he finds that he was released from her spell, but still he felt as if he wasn't ready to look away.

"Venus! It's time to come in!" A name called from the house. She blinked rapidly before giving a low sigh and waving goodbye to the owl, shuffled inside the house.

Venus walked into the house and was met with an annoyed glare by her stepmother, Jules.

'Oh my moon, I hate that woman.'

"Well?" Jules said impatiently, tapping her foot on the wooden living room floor.

"Well what?" Venus slipped off her converse and sat on the couch in the new house.

"I told you to come in five minutes ago, what took you so long?"

"It hasn't even been 3 minutes since you called me, Jules." Venus rolled her eyes.

"Oh so you want to be a brat and talk back? Fine. You're grounded." Jules replied, flipping her hair.

"What the hell are you talking about? All I did was answer your question!"

"Language!"

"Oh my moon..."

"And what is wrong with you? Are you a hippie or something? Who in the world says 'Oh my moon' or 'Oh my stars'?!" Jules rolled her eyes, her face tinting pink from aggravation.

"My mother." Venus hissed harshly, before brushing past her and stomping up the stairs to her new room.

'Why did dad have to marry that infuriating woman?! Why does she pick at everything I do?'

She heaved another sigh and tossed herself on the bed. Her mother had been dead for two years, and each day since seemed longer than the last.

It of course didn't help that within six months of her death her father, Robert, had already married someone else.

Soon her thoughts drifted to the odd barn owl that had been gracefully perched on the large tree outside her room window.

She went up and pushed her large circular window open and peered outside, sure enough, the same owl stared at her with it's mismatched eyes.

'weird'

She went back to her bed and pulled off one of the sheets and tied a knot on each end of her makeshift rope. She secured the first end on her window and swung her leg over the windowsill and hopped down, landing quietly on the ground.

She was pretty sure that the owl was look at her like she lost her ever loving mind but she shrugged and started to walk to the owl. She loved animals and even had a way with them, but owls were one of the few that scared her.

Its neck extended and she was sure if it was any other one, she would have turned tail and ran, but for some reason she continued on.

She lifted her dainty finger and ran the tip along the path from its forehead off his beak. A shy smile crossed her face as it went back to normal.

She sat down on the ground under it and stared up at the owl with her fists supporting her head.

"You know, you're the only one that's been even remotely nice to me today." The bird seemed to shoot her a curious glance and she continued.

"I'm not kidding Y'know, my stepmothers' an evil witch, my father doesn't care, and I left all my friends for a place that so far, I don't care about. So yep." Jareth hopped off his perch and landed in front of her and cocked his head to the side.

Venus stared at him as intensely as she had earlier and he froze before letting out a small noise and flying away.

She raised her eyebrow and it disappeared into her bangs before she gave off a shrug and climbed up the sheets and closed her window, wondering about the strange bird until she drifted off into a dream.