Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or references to the Labyrinth and any reference to David Bowie or his family is purely fictional.

This is my first fan fiction and I will try not to have any typing errors or grammatical ones but I will be doing the editing myself and sometimes I do miss over things. I hope you enjoy the story I will try to update as much as I can and if you don't like it that is alright to. Again thanks and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter One:

The First Look

Through the laughter, screams, bells, and music, a woman in her late 20's concentrated on what was happening at the table. She noticed the crime just as it happened; walking over to the dealer she stopped the game. Looking to the young man, she smiled and in her nicest tone of voice, "Sir I am sorry, but I do believe that I am going to have to ask you to leave. The young man in a pair of denim pants and a blue and red striped shirt snared back, "And just why would I have to leave", he asked while finishing his glass of whiskey.

Ann just smiled back and politely said, "Sir I just saw you stack your bet and I can not allow that." She then gestured to the dealer to lock the game up. The dealer without question took the deck of cards and to the other guests' dismay put the deck into the shoe and locked the bank up. The young man jump up from his set and got as close to Ann's face as he could and hollered, "I can't believe this! Are you accusing me of cheating you bitch! I am not going anywhere and I am a paying customer so you just better let the game continue or I will have your job," the man spat in her face. The man watched as Ann calmly walked over to the phone and called someone he watched as she was talking and then hung up. To his annoyance, she walked over to the other guest and apologized for the inconvenience and told them that she had another table available to them and directed them where to go. "Hey you twit just what are you doing I am going to play right here and the others shouldn't have to leave just because of a stupid bitch like you trying to prance around like you own the joint," just as he finished rattling off two huge security guards came up behind his. Ann watched as they subdued the young man and escorted him out.

Just as Ann had got a hold on her nerves one of the pit bosses of the table games came and asked what had happened. She explained to him what was going on and then apologized about the commotion but it couldn't be helped. Scott just nodded, "Yeah I know how they get but you are one of our best floor supervisors and I don't want you to get upset over this I know you will have to write a report but I will stand behind anything you say alright," he smiled and place a warm hand to her shoulder. Ann knew Scott was just trying to support her and he has always tried to help in anyway he could so she gave him a warm smile and asked him since that was her last table for tonight if it was alright if she left a bit early. He agreed.

As Ann stared her car she wondered why life had dealt her the hand it did here she was a 29 year old women already divorced once and remarried only to have her two children from the previous marriage being keep from her and her second husband who she loved with all her heart died in a plane crash. She was living alone and working at a nearby casino she had no other love interest and she had only 2 people she could really call her friends. She, reminisced the rest of the way home, finally pulled into the apartment complex and got out and with a deep sigh went into her lonely apartment. As she looked around her apartment, she thought a person who didn't know her would think her a little childish. In the living room, she had stacks and stacks of children videos, from Walt Disney to DreamWorks on her walls were all kinds of fantasy pictures from animation to sketches that she herself drew knowing she was a little bit to much into fantasy and things but just couldn't help herself she has always felt a little out of touch with the real world like she didn't belong to it or something. She laid her keys on the bar and decided to just get a bath to help relax her a bit. After coming out of the bathroom she put on one of her favorite white flowing gowns and curled up on the cough pushing play on the DVD player to watch her favorite movie "The Labyrinth". She had always loved the movie every since she saw it when it first came to the theater at the ripe old age of 10. She swore that the Goblin King must have been real and that the underground was real also, but now that she was older she just thought of it as a very funny relaxing and romantic movie, but it did have the affect of making her one of the biggest David Bowie fans out there. She had all of his music and movies and she would even draw sketches of him although she really never saw one of his concerts in person. She always thought that David had made a very good Goblin King almost as if he really was him. Laughing to herself at where her thought had turned, she laid down on the couch and watching the movie while whispering, "I wish the Goblin King was real and that I could meet him".

Meanwhile across many states, an older man almost 60 years old looked over to his friend who had been talking to him about some of the things that had been going on in his absence. "Really Sire I mean you could at least pop in sometimes to make sure everything is running like you want it to. I know I am your advisor and can run things for you but you haven't been back now for almost 10 years you could….." the man was cut off by the hand raised by his Lord and Master. "What is it …are you okay...sire, the man asked as deep concern flinted across his face. In a British accent the man answered back, "I am not sure I just got the feeling of someone wishing something and an overwhelming feeling of sadness," shrugging he turned back to his advisor. "Listen Aiden I know you have concerns, but my time in the aboveground is just about over and I will be able to return to my kingly duties which I must say I have very much missed."

"Sire have you at all thought about what to do about your child or wife for that matter I am sure you will miss them even though they are human."

The older man's face suddenly masked with anger, "Of course I have thought about them, but I knew the time would come when I would have to leave. It is not just them that I am leaving there are many fans and friends that will hate to see me go, but as mortals do die I will have to leave before people start to suspect something, but not only that I have a larger obligation to my subjects and to my kingdom and I will have to return" standing the man started to pace to keep himself in check, "Here I am but a pop star that is loved by some and hated by some. I have a wonderful wife and daughter and I love my music. I am getting older by mortal standard and I will soon have to pass on to the people here and return as King back home it is inevitable. I will have to leave my wife and daughter for both are mortal," the man's face went from anger to distress. Leaning causally against the door, he put a hand over his eye as if to block out the upcoming future. Aiden seeing his lord's distress decided to leave the discussion for the time being. As he said his good-byes, Aiden went out of the large flat on to the street of New York looking around to make sure no one was looking so he could return to his home, but just as he was about to a woman hollered over to him, "Hey mister I know this is strange to ask but I just saw whose home you just came out of and I was just wondering if you could get me an autograph from David?" Aiden sadly declined knowing that she would probably never get an autograph from him, but these things could not be helped.