Disclaimer: I don't own Labyrinth or the characters, I'm only borrowing them.
Chapter 1
You have no power over me.
Oh how he hated those words. Because of those words, that one sentence, he had to let her go.
He couldn't forget her.
They were destined to be together. There was no way he was mistaken about that. He had seen it himself in his own future.
But the problem remained… Why had she denied his offer? If she had truly loved him like he had foreseen, then why didn't she stay with him and receive her dreams?
He had no power over her so he did the only thing he could do. He watched.
He watched as she finished school. He watched as she dated and he watched as she fell in love and got married.
Still, he hoped.
Sarah had a happy marriage. Unfortunately, when they time came for her and her husband to want to start their own family, they failed. The tests the doctors performed let them know that Sarah was unable to conceive for different reasons.
At first her husband remained faithful and stayed with her. That only lasted a few more years before he left her for another.
He was certain that she would call for him now. He would be able to give her what she wanted. He would be able to grant her, her dreams.
One dream she accomplished on her own when she adopted a child.
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Her arms were outstretched as she ran through the park. Her white sundress shone bright against the sun. Her hair was a dark contrast to her dress, but shined nonetheless. She giggled loudly as she dashed into the shade of the trees. She stopped and turned.
"Don't worry, I'll be back," she said to the spot where her shadow would have been.
She weaved through a few more trees before she found what she was looking for.
"Hello," she greeted as she knelt down.
"Hello."
She looked at the sprites to her left and right. "It's good to see you."
"It's good to see you too. I love your dress." said the one on the right.
Her smile widened. "Thank you. My Mama bought it for me."
"Let's play." said the sprite on the left.
"I can't. It took me to long to find you. We have to leave soon."
The sprites let out a moan of "awwwww", pouts gracing their features.
"I'll be back and we'll play then," she assured them.
"Amelia!"
She turned toward the voice then back to her friends.
"I have to go now but I'll be back soon," she promised before standing and heading back the way she came.
She had almost made her way out when something caught her eye, making her stop. She looked back upwards and saw a white owl. They stared at each other till her mother calling her caused her to turn and run towards her voice.
The owl watched as Amelia continued over the small bridge to where her mother was waiting for her.
"Amelia, you had me worried," Sarah said as her daughter approached her.
"I'm sorry Mama. I was looking for my friends," Amelia replied.
Sarah knew that her daughter really didn't have any friends. She didn't know how she didn't when she really was a sweet girl.
"Who?" she asked, knowing what the answer was going to be.
Amelia smiled up at her, "The sprites."
Sarah smiled down at her as she took her hand and started leading her home. Her daughter had always been a peculiar child, but a sweet young girl nonetheless.
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"Amelia, what are you trying to reach for," Sarah asked as she approached her daughter. She had come into the living room and found her standing on the foot stool, trying to get a book that was out of her reach.
"My bird book," she answered, turning to face her.
"You could have called. I don't want you falling and getting hurt," Sarah gently scolded.
"I didn't want to bother you since you were busy," Amelia replied.
"I'm not that busy when I do the dishes," Sarah said. She crossed the room and grabbed the bird book that her daughter wanted and handed it to her. "What kind of bird are you looking for?"
"An owl," Amelia answered as she sat down on the foot stool. Once she settled she started turning the pages of the book. "I saw him at the park today. Isn't it weird for an owl to be out during the daytime?"
"It's rare, but not unheard of," Sarah answered as she sat down next to her daughter. She watched Amelia flip the pages, looking for the particular owl she had seen. Her stomach did a flip flop when she stopped at the barn owl.
"It was this one," she said, pointing to the picture. "Wow, he's pretty."
"Yes, very pretty," Sarah said. Her heart hammered in her chest. She forced herself to calm down. It was a great possibility that this owl wasn't the Goblin King, but she couldn't help but wonder. There was still a small possibility. If it was him, what could he possibly want with her, or worse her daughter.
The Goblin King never did make an appearance, much to Sarah's relief. She was sure he didn't try to contact her daughter in any way either. If he had, Amelia would have said something.
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She gave her daughter a childhood, the best she could. It was difficult with the school constantly informing her that there was something wrong with Amelia. Her peers would treat her the worst, often bullying her in and out of school. Amelia's only solace was when she was at home and at the park Sarah had grown up playing at.
It wasn't until she was beginning high school that Amelia came home and her mother asked her to sit down. They had something to discuss. She didn't understand what all the medical terms meant, but the one thing she did understand on that paper was cancer.
A/N: Please don't kill me. A lot of you probably hate me for doing it this way, but this is how it went in my head. Hope you're enjoying it so far and please review. They can give me the motivation to write more quickly.