Prologue: wishes

She's crying, why does she always cry when I'm trying to concentrate?!

Michael was alone; at least, he liked to pretend he was. In fact, he was only alone due to the fact that he was enjoying the solidarity of being in his bedroom, with his door closed. At the moment he was attempting to bring up his grade in math by actually doing his homework, however he was pulled away from his thoughts by the wailing of his four year old sister Karolie. With a groan, Michael begrudgingly pushed away from his desk and trumped out the door, down the hall, and into Karolie's purple-clad bedroom. "What's wrong Kare?" He asked, bored, as he opened her door and looked in. In response, the child looked up from where she standing in the middle of her room, ceasing her crying long enough to say one word in her frightened voice; "Goblins!"

It was not an unusual response from the girl, in fact that was almost always what had her so upset. Michael had heard it several times before, and it always irked him. He knew that every child believed there were monsters under their bed, or in the closet. No, what irritated him was that she would only see goblins when he was involved, never in front of their parents, but sometimes in front of his friends. And tonight, Michael had heard enough. Al of a sudden he was livid. In his rage he shouted, knowing full well she hated loud noises, "Are you serious Karolie? There are no goblins, there is nothing there, there never is! You know what? You like goblins so much; I wish they would take you away, RIGHT NOW!" With that he turned on his heel and walked out the door to his sisters now terrified screams.

As he stormed down the hall, he stopped mid step and realized what he had just done. Then, he discovered quite suddenly that his sibling had stopped crying. Fearfully he turned and dashed back to the room and to Karolie's walk-in closet, which he knew, was where she hid when she was frightened. As the slowly stepped into the small space he searched for his sister, when he did not find her he searched the entire room, dread growing in his heart with every place he did not find her. Within a few moments he was frantic, and was turning the entire house for the four year old. When he had looked everywhere, he returned to her room to search again. When he entered, he saw someone. A man wearing a strange outfit; tight pants, a leathery-looking jacket with a high, stiffly set collar that turned outwards, and knee-high boots was standing in the same spot his sister had been in only slightly earlier, cape blowing in a non-existent wind.

After a moment of stunned silence on Michael's part, he shouted, "Who are you? Where is Karolie?!" With a bemused smirk the man spoke," She is safe, in my castle." He said simply. The simplicity of the words caused the young boy to blink, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer enclosed by four purple walls; beyond the man standing confidently before him, Michael saw something so strange, so massive, he knew he was no longer in his own world. He saw the Labyrinth.

Hello, so this is my first ever fan fiction. The idea has been in my head for a while, and I just couldn't get rid of it, so I thought, why not write it? Anyway, I hope you like it… It will be longer, I promise this is just the beginning. I would absolutely love some feedback. If it's not too much trouble, then please leave a review, love and goblins, bye!