Notwritten: Thanks so much for your encouragement. I'm updating as fast as I can!
Shadow-D'hampyr: (Holds you down, gags you and throws you down nearest oubliette... dusts off hands) that should do it...
Who's saying that Jareth doesn't already know about dear Sarah's new labyrinth work? Hehehe...
And Who said Kinir would be interested in Sarah and not another figure of beauty eh? Eh? I bet you can guess who m'dear! (waggles eyebrows).. I mean the king is a figure of beauty himself! ... just kidding... maybe...
We need to find a way to stop your horrible plot ruining comments! ... just jokin' , you're fine!...
Flame Wightstar: Sorry about the wait. I know its hard to keep up when I abandon you guys! Thanks for sticking with me though!
LadyoftheLabyrinth: What happens later?! Thats what you read the story for m'dear! Wicked Wicked way? Oh ho ho my dear! If you only knew who the wicked one was! I've got a beta (editor of sorts) outside of thats helping me right now, so thanks for the offer...but no thanks.
Honey, she decided to do the sequel because it didn't seem dangerous, and she needed some sort of work to do. Plus she had no reason to believe that any of her friends from the labyrinth would try to contact her again... Also... Kinir is a character that you will find out about soon enough... We get a very long talk with him in this chapter. So, hold your horses!
BONUS: (RINGING BELL!) Congratulations! This chapter contains a completely naked HOT VAMPIRE-LIKE FAE! YAY! (nothing beyond pg-13 for this chapter, don't worry)
It's for you guys that reviewed... you all deserve it! The more of you that review (and I mean more than a sentence or just a question!) the more inclined I will be to reward you! (giggles) Say with... Jareth-y goodness?
Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the plot line and the new characters... Like Kinir and the Fire Sprites. ...unfortunatly... BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE MY NAKED HANDSOME FAE AWAY FROM ME! (cries)...
Chapter 7
"Don't complicate things"
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Hoggle stared expectantly up at the high ceiling were the crystal once was. A small amount of glitter and a single crimson feather slowly drifted downward.
"Dats it?" Hoggle asked, eying the feather as it made its way down, "Wuz it suppozed ter do summthin'?"
The king's face held a look of utter boredom and his eyes followed the feather.
"No Heggie, I just like the sound it makes," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Hoggle looked at him, not quite understanding.
"OF COURSE it's supposed to do something, you idiot. Now have patience!" His eyes darted to Hoggle for a minute to make sure he stayed quiet, then settled again to the feather. It was nearing the ground now.
Hoggle watched nervously as the scarlet feather gently landed.
"Thats it?" He said, eying the feather again, "I thought dat-"
Suddenly a large flash of light filled the room. It was like the sun itself was in the library with the King and the Dwarf. Hoggle tried to breathe in, but quickly realized that he couldn't. Air seemed thicker than concrete. His eyes grew, again and again his mouth opened and closed. His lips made small smacking sounds, and shaped into a perfect "O." He looked like a fish out of water. Unable to draw breath, he reached for his neck scraping with his nails as if someone were straggling him. Hoggle's eyes were watering and his knees were knocking together.
This was obviously hurting the poor creature.
The Goblin King's silhouette emerged from the glowing light. He walked up to Hoggle with a bored look on his face.
"Sorry little one." he said dryly, "You won't be able to breathe at all. It might hurt, but it's needed to complete this spell."
The Goblin King bent, reached out and touched Hoggle in between his eyes. Hoggle started to twitch violently, his skin became chilled and goosebumps emerged. The Goblin King muttered a word underneath his breath...
As quickly as it had come, the light stopped. Hoggle slumped to the ground, lifeless. Jareth stood up straight and stared at Hoggle's limp form. The Dwarf showed no signs of life, obviously dead.
Looking at Hoggle, he waited.
...
And waited.
...
"Well that's peculiar." Jareth said to no one in particular, a frown forming on his face. "I thought for sure that-"
"Looking for something?" A man's voice said right next to his ear.
Without flinching, Jareth turned around to see a man who was completely naked save for a simple silver chain around his neck. His long hair matched Jareth's in style, but certainly not in color. Instead of blond, his hair was a dark midnight black. The small glow from the candle made his hair look a dark blue. He also had mismatched eyes, but these glowed in bright red and orange, making him look like a predator. His white pasty skin and sweeping black eyebrows, added to his vampire-like look. He was sturdier in build than Jareth, but held the same fae grace. He would be able to send any mortal human running with one look. His eyes never left the Goblin King's face.
"Long time no-see ... little brother." The man called Kinir said slowly, "It was nice of you to bring me here, but can you make it less painful next time?"
"Can't, it wouldn't work." The Goblin King said quickly, then added, "And I see you've gotten better at cloaking yourself...I didn't even feel your presence..."
"Ah.. yes..." The man said absentmindedly, "You were always better at magic than me," he fingered the chain, "But when one spends all of his time alone, one learns a thing or two he didn't know before."
Jareth watched the man walk over to the desk and eye the book that Jareth had been looking at earlier. He picked it up, raised his eyebrows at Jareth and sat down in the chair, idly flipping through the pages.
"Pretty heavy reading for a king with no worries, Jareth..." Kinir said sarcastically.
"I think you know why I've brought you here, Kinir, I-"
"There are a great many reasons you could have brought me here for brother, the question is: Which one?" Kinir raised his eyebrows again in emphasis.
"Brother I-"
"Or is it all of them? Do you need my help that badly Jareth?" He slammed the book closed and plopped it back onto the desk. "Sad, Sad, little brother." He taunted.
Jareth didn't let the teasing get to him, he had grown up with this, he was used to it. He simply stared at Kinir waiting for him to finish.
"MMMHhhh, It feels good to be out in the open again..." Kinir said.
Kinir stretched His arms over his head flexing his shoulder muscles. He yawned in a dramatic way.
"Did you know brother," He said slowly, making a show of his stretches, "That it has been almost a hundred years since we last saw each other?" He leaned back in the chair and placed his feet on the desk in a very Jareth-like pose, obviously not embarrassed by his nakedness.
Jareth walked over to the window and opened the curtains slightly, letting in some of the sunlight. He squinted against the new form of harsh light.
"It's day?" Jareth said to himself, "Gods, how long have I been in here?"
Kinir pretended he didn't hear that, and waited for the King to look at him. Jareth, hands clasped behind his back, walked over to the desk and stared at his brother.
When it was obvious that the Goblin King wasn't going to answer his rhetorical question, Kinir continued.
"And in all those years you never once managed a 'hello'..." He smirked, "Not a very respectful little brother are you?"
Kinir let his fingers drum on the arm of the chair. All the while he gave his brother a very lofty stare.
Jareth knew that Kinir wanted him to take the bait. And It took all of his will not to be annoyed by his brother. It took patience to deal with Fae like him, and patience was something that the Goblin King didn't have much of.
"And I needed a 'hello' brother..." He said pitifully, "because conversation often runs dry when one only gets to talk with one's self." Kinir stuck out his lower lip a little in mock sadness. The face quickly broke and he let loose a hearty laugh.
"Actually, I think its driven me quite mad." He said between his laughter.
"No brother," the King said at last, taking the bait, "you were always mad..."
"AH! He speaks again!" He poked, "The High and mighty king does me a great honor!" His voice was extremely sarcastic. The hand that had been drumming the chair's arm, made a quick mock bow before returning to its former rhythm.
Another blow of laughter broke from his lips.
Jareth's face stayed stern and solemn. He usually laughed along with his brother, but this wasn't the time, and his brother knew that very well. He was growing tired of his brothers antics, this needed to end now.
"We need to talk." Jareth said, completely ignoring his brothers fit of giggles.
"Talk?" Kinir asked sarcastically, "Isn't that what we're doing, brother? Talking?"
He gave Jareth a wink before continuing, "Just like Family should!"
Jareth gave a short snort at that. Family indeed, his brother was the only real family he had ever known. His mother and father seemed to enjoy being distanced from their children, such was the way of the Fae.
The king continued on, hoping that his brother's laughter would die down soon.
"It's about my Queen." Jareth said quietly.
Kinir's laughter died completely.
"Good heaven's Jareth." Kinir stuttered, genuinely shocked, "I didn't know you'd taken up a wife, I thought that after the girl that-"
"I haven't." The Goblin King said loudly, trying not to seem emotional, "That's the predicament..."
"Oh," Kinir said, "Oh, ho ho!" He gained a smile again, "The old bag's curse, eh?"
He motioned his head to the book he had laid on the desk, "that's easily solved Jareth. We'll find you a girl, a young one. A nice pretty one."
Kinir raised his hands up to his chest and emphasized "pretty" by squeezing imaginary breasts.
"Theres more to being queen than being handsome of face, Kinir." Jareth said with purpose, refusing to smile at his brothers crude remarks.
"Some would argue otherwise," Kinir said under his breath, with a smirk.
"What I really need, is a replacement." Jareth gave Kinir a serious look.
"Don't be an idiot brother, that would only happen if you killed yourself..." Kinir gave a little chuckle a looked back to Jareth, "And we both know that's imposs-"
Seeing the look in Jareth's eyes stopped Kinir's mouth.
"Good Heavens!" He said loudly, jumping from his position to face the Goblin King, "You're serious? Tilinth'na Joab?!"
Kinir spoke the last two words in High Fae, a language that Jareth wasn't fond of. His words were more of swearing anyway. Something like "Are you an idiot?"
Trying to ignore his brother's words, Jareth turned to Kinir and said, "I'm perfectly serious, and I need you to replace me."
"No way in hell." Kinir said with passion, "I won't let you do this to us."
"Theres no other way feasible to break the curse, Kinir"
"Yes there is, Jareth," Kinir said with purpose, "It's called get-ting mar-ried! I mean, Gods Jareth, I've heard of Fae men being scared of commitment, but this is insane! Theres even that girl that keeps chasing you around... Whats her name, ...Marino, ...Maria?..."
"I can't get married, Kinir" Jareth tossed him a crystal.
Kinir caught it with ease and peered into it. A beautiful woman reading a letter was pictured. She had fierce Hazel eyes, and flowing brown hair.
"You can't be serious Jareth," Kinir said when he was done inspecting the crystal, "You're still in love with her?"
"Yes," Jareth said quietly, "and that would void any marriage dealing with the curse."
Kinir laughed quietly, "Then I guess you are in a predicament, aren't you?"
"Very much so."
"Mostly because I can't help you."
Jareth's face turned angry, "You would be so selfish brother?"
"No." He said, "You would die for yours, and I would be alone for mine. I won't let her die. I've promised."
"And you would let millions more die, including the one you have promised?"
"Simply because I can't Jareth. You know I can't..."
Jareth did not understand his brother. He was sentenced for something he did not commit, and he took the punishment only because it would keep him close to someone. He had helped his brother plead guilty, and had made sure that his punishment was for eternity. Everyday his brother must submit to torture, confinement, and horrendous acts.
'And Kinir does it so that someone won't be alone, even though Kinir is.' Jareth thought, 'What a fickle thing love is...'
"Well then," Jareth said, leaving the subject, "My little Sarah has been up to some trouble lately."
Glad for the change of subject, Kinir gained his joyous smile readily, "Oh really? Has she been a naughty girl?"
"Quite..." Jareth said with a chuckle, "Shes triggered the curses I laid out quite a few years ago. She must be up to something."
"You laid out curses?" Kinir questioned with a smirk, "I'd heard you'd been sour when she left your trousers in a knot, ...but you dropped curses?"
"Yes," Jareth said with a smile, "Hefty ones at that."
"oh ho ho! That's rich!" Kinir smiled, "I bet contacting her old friends would trigger a whole batch of them."
"Of course it w-" Jareth stopped short, "Shes contacting her friends?"
"Yes," Kinir said uneasily, "I thought you knew. I mean, her Dwarf friend's body was a dead giveaway." He motioned to Hoggle laying still on the floor. "And I'm standing in front of you, out of my prison."
"That was simply to bring you here, and to stop his grotesque hobby of piling slime. The stupid mounds were messing with the Labyrinth protection spells."
Kinir chuckled, "Knowing Hoggle, and knowing what he does, I'm almost sure hes contacted her."
Jareth looked inqusitive, "Almost sure?"
"Fine, I'm positive." Kinir shrugged, "Its hard not knowing what hes doing... I mean, where I am and all..."
"Yes..." Jareth said, "Well, this brings up a whole new set of problems."
"Of course it does," Kinir said casually, "Thats what I thought you brought me here for."
"What I don't get is how he did it without me even sensing them..."
"Good Gods, he's finally catching on!" said Kinir in mock surprise.
"What do you mean."
"I'll show you," Kinir Said. He headed towards Hoggle's body, bending down he reached for the pocket in the Dwarf's pants. Stopping short he turned to Jareth.
"You do it." he said with finality, "I've forgotten that I can't touch... certain things."
"Fine," Jareth said, "Where do you want me to look."
"The pocket in his pants, the right one." Kinir said, while eying Hoggle's bag of jewels, "Your collection has grown, old friend. I'm impressed!... oh... oh my! Is that plastic?" He was staring at the bracelet on Hoggle's left wrist intently now, "Oh you lucky little devil..."
Jareth bent and reached into the pocket, ignoring his brothers antics. Kinir and Hoggle had been good friends once, and both shared the love of all things that sparkled. What bothered Jareth the most was not that Kinir was conversing with an old friend, but that Kinir was talking to him as if he was alive.
Jareth shuddered.
Fumbling in the Dwarf's pocket he came upon something that shocked his fingers. He pulled his hand out quickly before giving his brother a look, and reaching back in again. He was prepared this time and grasped a small round object. The feeling was like a small electrical shock. It ran up his entire arm and felt as if it would separate his arm from his torso. It wasn't painful per-se. It was more like a unbearable vibrating that was juggling his insides.
Jareth winced and pulled out the small object slowly. He looked at it and his eyes widened.
"Oh my.." Jareth said, "This explains a lot of things... But how did you-?"
"I told you I had a lot of time to myself."
"No..." Jareth said in disbelief, "You can 'See' now?"
"I thought you'd be impressed. I did have almost a century to myself to figure it out." Kinir said with a smile.
Jareth pocketed the object, glad to be free of it's effects.
"Let's get you some attire Kinir, and we can talk some more about this certain twist of plot."
"Aw." Kinir stuck out his lower lip again, followed by a smile, "But the breeze has felt so nice." Kinir got up and started to walk briskly around the room. These sort of actions were normal of Kinir so Jareth wasn't surprised. Any other Fae would be greatly embarrassed by the things his fast walk was doing.
"Kinir" Jareth said with patience, "please... I'm very tired..."
Kinir stopped and turned to smile at his brother. "Does this mean that I am a guest."
"Most certainly."
"Well, great!" Kinir said, "Call me William around others, we don't want any confusion."
They started to walk out of the room when Kinir stopped them short.
"Shouldn't we do something about-" he motioned to Hoggle's body.
"Don't worry," Jareth said, "I'll take care of it."
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OH OH OH! How I love plot twists! Sorry, no Sarah this week. I thought I'd lead you on a bit with some naked fae!
What was that shocking (pun intended) object?
WHY, OH WHY is Hoggle dead?
Who the hell did Kinir go to a prison for?
What were the curses?
Why the name William?
What the fuck is Sarah up to now?
How does Kinir "see"?
How does Kinir know so much when hes been away with no one to talk to for almost a hundred years?
AND Most importantly, WHY IS HE NAKED?(yes there actually is an answer)...
Tune in next time guys!
Hope you liked it, keep the reviews coming! Love you all
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-S'S
P.S. I am having a vote... If you write more than 3 sentences in your review you get to participate in the vote! Only one vote per user please!
Should there be a shirtless Jareth in the next chapter?
If yes, put the word "sexy" somewhere in your review
If no, put the word "Crazy" somewhere in your review...which means you get more naked Kinir...
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