So I'm a little lost! (Or the First Hour)

Last chapter~

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ASK TO GET IN THE LABYRINTH?

Okay, I thought as I stood outside the labyrinth gates, where's Haggy… or whatever his name is?

I had looked around for a few moments, and then decided that I would climb over the wall using a tree nearby.

"And what do you think you're doing?" the voice made me falter and fall from the tree, into a pair of arms.

I opened my eyes to see a man glaring down at me. His green-blue eyes reminded me of the ocean in summer, and his hair! It was a jewel toned aqua!

I realized he was waiting for me to speak, and immediately my hand flew up to my throat to tap it, signaling my disability.

Those enticing eyes widened then he stood me up on my own, backing away a step.

He cleared his throat pointedly. "Well, I suppose it's my fault then. I was off on break. The entrance is there." He pointed with one thin finger, and I could swear it had webbing on it.

I nodded thanks, and walked in, but he followed. "My names Mercutio, by the way," He told me with a sidelong glance. (That name belongs to Shakespeare)

I nodded once again, and began down the right path, continuing the same path as Sarah in the movie.

I saw a stick and some dirt and waved Mercutio over. 'Was there ever a girl named Sarah that went into the Labyrinth?' I write carefully.

Mercutio nodded, "Yes… We don't usually talk of her because she's the only one to ever solve the Labyrinth. Jareth was quite sore after that little game of his. He even sent the last gatekeeper to the bog of eternal stench: banished for helping her win."

I nodded, writing, 'Thanks, Mer." He blushed at the nickname.

'Oh, and are you a nymph or something?' I wrote again.

Mercutio laughed at this, and reached out to rub my hair.

"So perceptive! No wonder you've peaked the King's interest, even if you can't speak."

I glared at this, but walked away, waving. I continued until I couldn't walk any farther.

Slumping against the wall, I sat on the ground and heard a little voice.

"'Allo"

I looked to my right, saw a cute little worm, and waved.

He… er, it had poufy green hair, not blue like the worm in the movie. Maybe he was different?

"Why don't you come inside and meet the missus?" He asked politely.

I shook my head, wishing for the billionth time in my life that I could speak, even for a moment.

The worm looked at me, "Oh, you're the mute girl that's quite caught the king's attention, eh? Well then you must be seeking the center, eh?"

I laughed in my head at his cuteness as I nodded.

He smiled up at me, saying, "You know that these walls don't just go on forever, do you?"

Again, I nodded to the worm. To show my knowledge, I walked across the path to the opposite wall, walking 'through' the wall.

"Ah, yes you are a smart one, eh? I suggest you take the path to the right. The last girl did, and I heard she got through mighty happily."

Nodding my thanks, I walked on to the right pathway.

Why must these things always be complicated? I wondered when I saw what lay ahead of me.

Ahead on the path, was something I'd never seen in the movie. A dark area of the path had a small tent, about the size of a bathroom, lying in the shadow.

Is anyone in there? I couldn't help but ask myself.

Sighing, I decided I might as well look; it was in my path anyway… And it looked harmless enough…

But, then, I thought, that's the thing in this place: Nothing's ever as it seems.

But I went in anyway. Why not, it's in my path.

As soon as entered, though, I felt a bit strange. The air was heavy; humid and heavy.

Looking around, I saw a small settee, and sat in it, attempting to act as if it felt fine.

"And who're you?" A light, airy voice asked from behind me making me tilt my head in the direction, jumping a bit. I'd thought the tent was empty.

There's that 'nothing's as it seems' coming to bite me in the butt, I thought as I took in the woman before me.

Hair a fiery red and eyes a sharp blue, the woman seemed to have a bird-like appearance: nose slightly too crooked and hooked, pupils too small for her broad face.

I tapped my throat, yet again, habit as I'm mute. The woman cackled. "I can cure that, sweetie. The cure last for an entire day, and then, if you can't make the deadline, I get your voice back." She said with a gravely voice, "Just give me something in return…"

Her hand swept up to my face. "Like your eyes… or, if not those, some of your hair."

A small bottle of red liquid popped into my hands while I thought.

Before I could nod in agreement, the left side of the tent burst into flames, and the woman disappeared with a scream.

Two hands pulled me out of the burning mess, coughing the entire time, and then blacking out, still clutching the potion.

When I woke up, I found aqua in my face. Mercutio…

Mercutio's bright eyes met mine, and he sighed, whether in relief or exasperation, I don't know.

"You stupid girl; I knew you'd get into trouble sooner or later." He sighed. I sat up from the ground I'd been laid on.

Glaring at the bluenette, I stood slowly then realized that the bottle was still in my hands.

The red stuff inside looked somewhat sinister in the light, and Mer got a look at it. "Throw that away! Potions from Jacana are never trustworthy and always have a horrible catch!"

I nodded, but only pretended to throw the bottle. What if I needed that later?

"Alright, girl, Get on your way before Jareth comes and kills me for helping you." Mercutio stood from where he'd been sitting, quickly walking back from where he came.

A sharp whistle, though, made him cringe.

He turned back to me. "What now?"

Flinching at his sharp tone, I pointed first to him, then me, then to the castle.

His eyes widened after a moment. "There's no way I'm going to help you; especially after what happened to the last gatekeeper!"

With a little pout on my face, I began to sniff pathetically. "No."

Ugh, fine, I'll just have to use my last resort,I thought quickly.

Before he could do anything at all, I ran at him, using as much of my leg power as I could, and knocked him over.

"Hey! What was that for?"

I used my jacket (tied around my waist until then) to tie his hands behind him. Ha!

I got off him, pulling him up as I went (which, let me tell you, was NOT easy, since he was about six feet tall!).

Arms akimbo (hands on hips), I looked up at him with on eyebrow raised.

"Pfft! You call this binding? I can get out of this in no time!" Mercutio bragged.

And so for the next ten or so minutes I dragged him by the front of his shirt while he tugged at the triple knot I'd made of the sleeves, him giving me directions whenever I poked his side.

Well, at least this one is longer than the last one!

And whoever left a review saying I don't have enough details, thanks for your input, but it was kinda rude how you put it. If you're reading this, please at least TRY to be nice.

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