AN: so here's a new chapter. please tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: don't own the labyrinth or any of it's creatures, or any of the songs.
"You have been visiting the labyrinth for three years, absorbing it's magic. I'm telling you about all this now, so I can teach you how to use your powers. It shouldn't be to hard, seeing as you're using it without knowing already," he said.
Sarah looked up at him in shock again. "wait, what do you mean?"
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"Sarah, you sat down in thin air? Didn't you notice you didn't fall to the floor," he asked.
Sarah jumped up, looking at the simple wooden chair that was there. "b-but I couldn't have made that. It must have been there already," she said, trying to convince herself.
"Sarah, there is nothing around you that looks like that chair. There is no reason for that chair to be in that spot. It's out of place, I wouldn't put it in here. And if I had made it, I would have made it more then a simple wooden chair," he said.
Sarah looked at the chair, unbelieving that she made it appear. "s-so I t is true? I'm going to become a queen here? I've got powers, and I'm going to rule the labyrinth, forced to give up my dreams back home," she asked.
"I'm afraid so. Look Sarah, it's not all that bad. You have friends here, and will be gifted with more magic then any normal human could ever imagine. You'll be able to do anything you wish," he said.
"but- I don't want it," she said, sitting down heavy in the chair once more.
Jareth wanted to go to her, to hold her and comfort her. He had watched her before she had even wished herself away to the labyrinth. She had his book, so she was most likely to wish a child away. He had kept an eye on her to get to know her so he could play his role right. By then, he had fallen in love with her, though he knew he could never have her. She surprised him when she beat his labyrinth, and his admiration for her had grown even larger. Watching her grow, she became more and more beautiful, and smarter with each day that passed. But, in two years, he wouldn't remember her, and she would be to busy running the underground to do much else.
"Sarah, I'm sorry, but this is the truth. If you'll let me, I'd like to start teaching you how to use your growing powers," he said.
She nodded absently. "c-can this wait till tomorrow, Jareth. There's a party tonight for my graduation. i- I have to get ready for it. A- a costume ball. I have to find the right outfit," she said standing, slightly out of it.
"Sarah, if you would, I'd like to give you a gift. For this occasion of graduation. It sounds monumental, and I would be honored to give you a gift," he said.
Sarah looked up at that. Unsure, she agreed. "uh, yeah, thanks Jareth."
He twirled his hand, and magically, there was a crystal in it. Bringing it to his lips, he blew it off his fingers like a bubble. Sarah watched it, the wonder that would have once been in her eyes at his magic trick was gone, now replaced by silent pain. It floated over to her, then popped just in front of her. When Sarah looked down, she was wearing a beautiful gown, the one she wore way back when in the dream bubble. Sarah smiled. A small, sad smile, as she remembered where it had come from, but the sadness of the conversation not leaving her mind. She looked at Jareth, "thank you, so much. It's beautiful."
"anything for you... Sarah." Jareth smiled lightly at her, taking in her beauty. He almost wished he could call her his Sarah, like he almost did, but time was short, and they'd never have the kind of relationship he'd been dreaming of for years. Fate was cruel, he thought, bringing soul mates together, to never let them stay that way.
Sarah sat down in the chair once more. She had lost her smile again, but confusion was wrinkling her brows. Jareth had a bad feeling something was going to happen, and he wasn't going to like it.
"Jareth. 3 years ago, after I defeated your labyrinth, you came to me, presenting me with a rule free wish. It was you yourself that suggested that I wish to be able to come back here anytime I want. Was that really my wish?" she asked.
Jareth sighed. "no, I suggested that so you would get use to this world, and be able to control your magic easier when I started to teach you. Your true prize is your ascension to the throne of the goblins, becoming it's queen."
"so, these last three years, you let me believe that I had a future. I worked hard, forgoing dates and dances for study. The only fun I indulged in was the theater, and even after a while, I had to give that up. I was going to be a writer Jareth. I was going to write stories for children, about the labyrinth. Are you telling me all that was for nothing?" she stood, angry.
"Sarah, I'm sorry, but yes," he said.
The anger in her eyes rose to a raging fury, and Jareth suddenly felt he should be behind something large, and fire proof, also Sarah proof. But suddenly, tears drenched the fury. "how could you?" she asked, and then she was gone, running down the halls.
Jareth sat frozen. Pain radiating threw his body, all because of the hurt expression on her face. But, he had done what he thought was right. He let her grow up, in the way she wanted without the knowledge of her future looming over her, or should he have told her? Maybe, she would have lived more if she knew what was coming, or maybe she would have sunk into misery. Or maybe he shouldn't have told her at all, like his predecessor had. And she would have lived a wonderful life, until she was exiled to this world. Either way, if he had told her from the beginning or waited till the end, she would not become the woman she is now. A strong, independent woman who was responsible, and cared for others like they were family. No, he had to believe what he did was right. She grew to the perfect person who can rule the labyrinth with no problem.
Jareth slumped down in his chair. Pain from the look in her eyes still radiated threw him. He loved Sarah. Loved her with his whole self. He had moved the labyrinth, time, and reality, just so he could be with her a little longer. And he would have that. Just a little longer. Two years seemed to short of a time, but he'd treasure every moment with her that he could, up until he took her place in the mortal world and forgot all about where he had spent the last few hundred years of his life.
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Sarah ran into her room threw the castle door, slamming it behind her. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, but she refused them passage. She had a party to go to, and she had to he happy and cheerful. After that, after that she'd allow herself to cry.
Swiping her eyes dry, she walked to her vanity. Threw it she could see her room in the aboveground. Her door rattled a little, and she heard tiny knocks on the other side. "Sarah, you almost ready? We're ready to go when you are," her father said.
Sarah reached for the mirror quickly. "i wish I was home" she said in a rush. Jumping up from her stool, she unlocked the door and opened it before her father became to curious as to why it had been locked in the first place.
He smiled in awe, looking at his daughter. "My my Sarah, you look wonderful. Where did you get that dress," her father asked.
Sarah turned to look at him, not the reflection, "oh I found it in a old shop," she lied. "i fixed it up a lot. Doesn't it look great?"
"yes it does. Well, come on then. Karen's waiting in the car," he said holding out his hand.
Sarah smiled, putting her hand in her fathers. He guided her out of her room, but not before Sarah could glance back at the mirror just one more time. Sad thoughts churned threw her mind. She had to go back at some point, and receive Jareth's "training"
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little eyes watched Sarah leave her room. From under her bead, light laughter drifted out. Laughter that was trying to be hidden. Laughter that was laced with evil.
AN: sorry it took so long to get a new chapter up. but i had barely any reviews. i finally got one that inspired me to write more. please, review if you want more chapters.