-1What Said, Is Said
Chapter 1: Sarah's Side
Her blood ran cold as she watched her little brother be eaten by the darkness around them. As the last of him disappeared hate filled blue eyes glared into amused mismatched ones. This wasn't some fairy story where children are kidnapped and you have to slay the evil and hungry dragon. This fairy story was an evil Goblin King messing with mortal affairs. She had defeated him once, why didn't it count? Why was he in their lives again.
"give him back! King Goblin please! He didn't mean it!" It wasn't fair, "I beat your labyrinth! You have no power here!" It just wasn't fair.
"Dear, sweet girl, do you think this is about you?" And from the shadows he emerged. Tall, handsome, and seductive. He was what you would read in those older women books, and secretly wish were your husband. Sarah often found some guilty pleasure in those books, and found herself wishing a few times that they were real. Then again she hadn't fully learned her lesson on that. Wishing things were real.
"But…" Her voice sounded weak, and almost childish once again.
"It has never been about you, foolish girl. All the same," A crystal appeared in his right hand. "I might do you a favor, to forget like your family will. But this is no ordinary gift for an ordinary girl." The Goblin king teased. There was almost something cold about the way he spoke, harsh like a barren winter in the middle of now where, and you forgot your snow boots at home.
"That was…" She stuttered as a light bulb went off in her head. "You were gong to do it then… weren't you…make me forget.."
"No sweet, dear girl… The crime for wishing a child away is to be the only one to remember, but I might make an expectation to the rule. I am far too generous." The words sweet, and generous sounded almost scornful as they fell off his tongue. Yes, he still seemed bitter about the whole 'beating you at your own game'.
"What are you going to do with Toby…" Sarah took a step closer putting her fears to the side. She wasn't going to be afraid. That would give him power. To give him power was a dangerous thing, a very dangerous thing.
"Now, you should know, all kings need an heir. He was the only one to escape my Labyrinth and thus only one fit to take my place." The crystal switched hands and begun to dance. "Like all kings I grow wary of ruling. Plus" a cruel smile formed on narrow lips. "It was the prefect revenge, don't you believe so?" Taunting, it was a taunt, something to make her blind, Sarah was almost sure of it. Something for her to chew on as he left with his prized collected.
As she thought, after those cruel parting words the Goblin king took his leave and only a sleeping girl remained.
Just for a second Sarah thought it was just a illusion another trick of his until she touched Abby's dirty blond locks of hair. A deep unsettlingly nausea twisted in her stomach.
She could have forgotten like the rest, what does that mean?
Fearful eyes scanned the room, the pictures of Toby were gone, and pictures with other people he faded away as if he wasn't there at all. After a few deep breaths Sara went into his closet, all of his clothes were gone replaced with Abby's. Turning and fleeing from the room she ventured downstairs, and like his room, he was erased from the pictures and all of his things gone.
Over and over she told herself this couldn't be happening, that it wasn't fair, that this wasn't real. It was only after the clock chimed ten o'clock did reality hit her. And it was then and only then did her stubborn mind begin to form a plan of her own revenge.
Chapter 1: Toby's Side
Toby felt sick after he appeared in what looked to be a throne room. He had done something foolish, unlike him, and something well foolish. His mind couldn't wrap around the fact that he had said that. But, was it truly him? That was the question that now haunted his mind.
Yes, he could have ran through the labyrinth, but it would have been in vain. He knew that once the Goblin king muttered words of a trade. No matter how hard he battled through it, how much blood he spilled, or how devoted he was, that so called king wouldn't have let him step one foot in the Goblin Capital.
Why risk both, when one would have sold the deal.
Head held high, back straight Toby waited for the king to appear.
"hmm if you hold your head any higher you will be poking someone eyes out with that nose." The king's voice moved through the throne room with force and command.
Toby's blue eyes narrowed and took a step back from the throne, where now the goblin king sat.
"Come come, my boy, I don't bite hard. No need to be so hostile. This is after all your new and rightful home." A black glove hand waved horizontally to make a point of it.
"Why."
Mismatch blue and green eyes met a set of pure blue. "Why you ask?"
"That's what I said isn't it?"
"Hmm you did, I need an heir, you are… how do you say it" The king playfully tapped his boot against the throne. "Prefect. All I had to do was wait. However, your sister seemed to have spoiled my plans before, this time however she can no longer assist you or stand in my way."
"Then you don't know my sister."
"Its no bother, one way or another. You will stay here and learn then take my place when it has finished." It was so matter of fact, like he had no doubt he would become the new king. Along with, he had no say in the matter, as if that was the way the universe worked.
'What if I say no."
"Then how does being a Goblin sound? King of Goblins or goblin it is up to you."
Grinding his teeth, "She will save me."
"Boy, all she can do now is weep and say 'its unfair.' " Another wave of the hand and two human like men filed into the room. Each having the grace and pointed ears of normal fair folk.
"take the boy to his room, wash him, and prepare him for this nights rest, tomorrow we start your training boy."
It was a quick bath and after the two, Toby thought were guards left, he took a chance to scan the room. It had one four post bed, blue and green blankets, sheets, and pillows, along with an oak wood looking dresser, a nice size closet, and a chair sitting in the far right corner. All in all it was a nice room that he did not have to share with his sister.
Where did that come from?
A shake of the head Toby let his now thoroughly bathed body hit the bed. He was in a night dress, something that seemed almost too girly for him. Yet, it was soft and comfortably and not overall bad to wear, just girly.
Very girly.
Closing his eyes Toby thought back to the events that lead up to this. Abby just came back from the bathroom. She was asking him about a story holding a little red book. It was his sister's, their sister's old book, something she told him never to read, ever. When she left Sarah had packed it up with the rest of her items in the attic.
Like a typical kid, Toby had fished it out and read the story of the girl wishing her brother away to a magical kingdom. He got caught of course when his sister was home for a visit, and the book went straight back in the attic and on his word promised never to take it out.
Everything went down hill from there, the gift he was going to give Sarah was ruined somehow after he put the book in the closet. It was a pillow he had made in home economics; dumb class but it was for his sister. He made it prefect, and there on her bed it was ripped up the seem line and ruined on the most detailed parts.
That's when his anger flared. She was crying before he turned to face her, saying she was sorry how she didn't do it. It was just, something in the back of his mind, words that were on the tip of his tongue that he couldn't, or didn't dare say. Yet as his temper drew so did the power to say the words, until…
He actually voiced them.
It wasn't until he slammed the door did some kind of logical sense float back into his brain. Then it was too late to change everything, what said, is said. So it was, and by the time he opened the door there stood the Goblin king.
You might think that he would have a hard time believing that they would come true, that a man in strangely tight clothing appearing in a flashy - or not so flashy way would scare him. Well you were right, it terrified him down to the very core. But, he had a way of hiding that fear and chasing it down with a baseball bat.
As his sister told him, that book breeds trouble, it lives for it. Maybe he could blame the book for all this, making him say things he didn't mean, to do something he shouldn't have, and causing all this madness. If he did that he could feel a bit better about himself, and not feel the guilt of having done something terrible. At least for now.
AN:I hope this explains the prolog better, yes Toby did wish away his little sister. I had to get him there somehow. Couldn't have Sarah go wishing him off again. From now on the chapters are going to be divided into two parts; Toby's Side, and Sarah's Side. Each side will explain what is happening with them and so on.
This is as all fan fictions just for fun, and I am sorta liking how I am planning this out. Not sure when the JS will kick in, but it will. I have to get a better feel of his personality before I can write some sort of good, non cheesy romance with him.
I hope you like it thus far, and I will most likely edit this sometime soon to get some of the mistakes I didn't catch the first time.
Reviews welcome.
