I have watched the labyrinth way too much this week so I decided why not write a fan fiction. I hope my story lives up to the greatness of the movie. Sarah looks more like how the actress who played her looks now. To know exactly what that looks like. Google up Jennifer Connelly. This will be one of the only chapters with a disclaimer and a warning.

Disclaimer:

I do not own The Labyrinth or anything to do with it. Maybe random characters that I myself create.

Warning:

This story is rated M for future scenes that may not be intended for younger readers. The beginning may have some M rated stuff as well.

Chapter 1

Figures dressed in black surrounding a coffin, death and sadness hung in the air. Clogging up the air making it hard to breath. Tears ran like a river down the cheeks of the faceless people. Brown eyes sparkled wet from tears holding a boy close to her. He was very young and she in her 20's.

"Sarah…can we go now?" Toby said trying to hold back his tears; they had been standing there for the longest time just watching the coffin hoping that it was all just a dream. She nodded and left a single white rose on the coffin and walked Toby to the car. His mother, Sarah's stepmother had died a couple years ago and now their father had went to join her.

"Sarah!" a girl yelled chasing after her. "I'm so sorry for your loss, I know I can't make it better but I'm here for you," It was one of her few friends. She had stayed by her side at all times.

"Hannah, thank you but Toby and I will be fine." She pulled Toby closer. "I'll call if we need anything." Sarah walked away with Toby right behind her, rain beginning to fall.

Cold eyes watched over the Labyrinth, a slight tinge of pain went through him. Hoggle stood at the door trying to get his attention. The Goblin king seemed hypnotized by something it had been like this for a while.

"Jareth…" he whispered. Jareth turned around and smiled gently.

"Yes Hoggle?" finally getting his name right after years of getting it wrong.

"Another child is being wished away, would you like the goblins just to take care of this one? You don't look well." Jareth nodded and placed his hand on his forward.

"I'm going for a walk around the grounds, tell the goblins to get the child. I'll be back soon." His body turning into an owl he flew down to the grounds, white feathers floated away from him as he landing. His body becoming once more normal. "What is happening to me, and the labyrinth?" He felt the labyrinth shift again, and his heart jolt. The labyrinth was changing everything was changing.

Leaning against the wall of his castle it felt an unfamiliar pain in his heart. The labyrinth and him weren't the only things changing. Something or someone left a piece of them here and their pain was everywhere.

"We haven't been called by Sarah in awhile…" Hoggle whispered as Ludo began to cry a little.

"Sarah, no need for us?" Ludo said in his whimpering voice. Hoggle shrugged. He had felt many times through the years that Sarah needed him and friends but she had never called. Not even once, and now he felt Jareth need him and he too did not call upon anyone.

Jareth and Hoggle weren't the only ones in the Labyrinth to feel something horrible was happening. Everyone in the Labyrinth was being affected. The doorknockers mysteriously disappeared leaving no way in through that way. Everyone else lived in constant fear or worry. Something had happened. Many thought Jareth had enraged the Fae council others thought it was there fault. Either way the stories varied on the person who told it.

Just like the battle between Sarah and Jareth. Some told the story is that Sarah died as soon as she went to her time or during the battle with Jareth. Others said Sarah and Jareth had fallen in love but fought against their love in till the very end. No matter who told the story it always had one thing in common Jareth always felt love for Sarah.

Toby cuddled into the arms of Sarah had finally fallen asleep after hours of crying and nothing Sarah could do. Her heart ached for everything she had lost, and Toby maybe he would have been better off in the Labyrinth. Not having to feel this pain.

"Oh, Toby…how can I make this better for you?" she whispered playing with his blondish strands of hair. He shifted in his sleep waking up from another nightmare.

"Sarah…" he whispered out.

"Toby would you like me to tell you a story?" he shook his head Sarah knew what he wanted. It was never stories anymore.

"Can you sing me a song?" She nodded. She hadn't tried singing in till after she left the Labyrinth. After a lot of voice couching it wasn't too bad. All that matter was that Toby liked it.

"How you turned my world, you precious thing," she began. She remembered this song well but yet it was the only song Toby liked to hear. "You starve and near exhaust me. Everything I've done, I've done for you. I move the stars for no one. You've run so long. You've run so far," Sarah's voice gradually getting louder as Toby began to hum along with her. "Your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel. Though I do believe in you. Yes I do." Her eyes closed as she saw Jareths face pictured perfectly in her mind.

"Don't stop Sarah…" as he sensed she was ready to stop singing.

"Live without the sunlight. Love without your heartbeat," she smiled, glad Toby was smiling a little. "I, I can't live within you. I can't live within you" she sighed just as Jareth had done has she had been trying to get to Toby, "I, I can't live within you."

"Goodnight Sarah," he got up and nuzzled himself into a chair cuddling himself in a blanket.

Jareth looked around as he heard a woman's voice singing a song he hadn't sung in many years. This voice was mature and beautiful but yet so familiar. Grinning he began to hum.

"I, I can't live within you…" he sang as she finished off. Their voices molding as one but only he heard hers. She couldn't hear his.

Sarah got up and walked over to the far side of the room where an easel stood. She hadn't painted for a while but not she had a sudden urge to paint something. Picking up a lonely paintbrush she began to put a blond color on the paper. Soon it was taking shape. Than two haunting eyes were painted, one blue one brown. Without meaning to she had painted Jareth looking at her in an unforgettable stare.

"Why is all this making me remember you?" she whispered. The sound of an owl made her jump and look out the window. Just a regular barn owl nothing special. Not with the white feathers of Jareths. "I must be going crazy…"

To Be continued…