Underground Pleasures

Disclaimer- Still dont own the labyrinth or any characters from the film :) ... honest

Ewwwwww ok its been like SO long since i updated and i swear its not my fault, more and more and more to come :)
There are still some grammer things i'm going to need to iron out on this one, but i thought i'd post up the jist of it.

Chapter 9 - Murky Dreams

Finally tiring of the downpour, Sarah hoisted herself into a sitting position, crossing her legs and resting her hands on her knees. Putting the constant wet weather which plagued her to the back of her mind, she tried to gather her thoughts and figure out her next plan of action. She couldn't sit here forever, wherever here was. She needed to find somewhere to collect her energy and shelter for the long foreboding night – attempting to avoid the ever-watchful eyes of the Goblin King. She shivered at the mere thought of him.

Looking at her surroundings it was obvious to her that she was outside and it was very much night time - that much was certain. The cruel wind blew hard, lashing stinging droplets against her fragile cheek, while whipping her hair into a frenzy around her face. The time to move was now; she didn't like her chances of making it through the night sitting here on the cold earth. Hesitantly getting to her feet, she started the perilous walk through the deep and murky labyrinth. Unwanted thoughts reminded her that it was dryer and a hell of a lot warmer down in the underground tunnels. The storm showed no mercy as the wind pushed at her back, as though nudging her further and deeper into the undergrowth.

The branches on the naked lifeless trees, bent and waved as if beckoning her to walk further and further into their grasp. Knots and gnarls shaped faces into the twisted bark, snarling and leering at her petrified form, as she continued struggling and pushing forward against the elements. Sarah wrapped her arms tightly around her torso, trying to keep out the cold chills that froze her to the bone. Carelessly a single teardrop escaped her squinted eye, rolling down her cheek before being blown into the whirl of rain. Why am I here, how could this be happening? She asked herself. This is worse, much worse then before! Where are my friends? Her answers never came, as he words became lost in the howling of the wind.

Peering through the gloom, Sarah spotted a light in the distance, not a bright light but more of a murky glow. She paused, unsure whether this was a good or bad sign; should she take her chances or use caution and avoid it. It didn't take long before curiosity got the better of her and she made her way towards the mysterious luminosity.


In the darkness of the empty throne room, Jareth was lounged on his handsome throne; feet draped over one arm and his gloved hand tapped an unheard rhythm on the hard oak. In his other hand he held a flawless crystal ball, his eyes bore into its centre lapping up the images swirling within. He was watching his soon to be prisoner. Before long she would be his to do with as he pleased. Too long had he waited for this day - she thwarted his labyrinth and shamed his honour in front of his entire kingdom. She will pay dearly for her actions, how dare she belittle a king, especially Him - Jareth King of the Goblins.

His brow furrowed in irritation. Watching her image in the crystal, he decided to play a little with the human; he wanted her to squirm. With a perverse grin Jareth decided what he should do to continue her torment further; the hatred and loathing erupted from his lips in the form of cruel piercing laughter. He threw the glistening orb into the air and watched in anticipation, as it dissipated into a thousand specks of light.


Battling her way through the wind and undergrowth, Sarah pushed onwards, determined to reach her goal. By now her lungs were heaving with exhaustion, her arms aching from pushing aside the branches and plant vines, her legs bucking from trudging through the rising muck and mulch covering the floor. The light was getting brighter, it was then she realised that the glow was from more than one light source. She suspected it was a building of some sort and it looked as though someone was home. Pushing through the final obstacles Sarah staggered into a small grassy clearing, instantly the rain ceased up and the wind died down. She looked around and realised why; a large canopy of trees now sheltered her from the weather. Cautiously stepping forward, Sarah now saw the very structure she'd been heading towards; it was beautiful. She was instantly reminded of an outdoor roman bath. Many large pillars encircled a large steaming pool of water; above them sat a large sculpted roof covered in pictures and writings. Sarah couldn't believe her eyes that something so wonderful could exist in such a horrible place as the Labyrinth. Around the water sat small pillars of light, on closer observation Sarah noticed they were large lit candles sat upon extravagant marble stands. She stood shivering and stared in awe.

Only now did she take more notice in her appearance. Her legs up to her knees were plastered in mud and grime, her skin was scratched from the clawing branches and her hair matted with leaves and cobwebs. The steaming water called her name, its smooth crystal colour calling to her – tempting her to slip beneath its surface to cleanse her blistered and sore skin.

Sarah moved forward in an almost entranced state, each step impulsive yet steady. Her lips trembled; a small whimper of anticipation escaped her throat. Only upon reaching the edge of the mirrored pool did she notice the fragrance of lavender; its aroma mingling with the rising steam capturing her senses. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, she knew she would have to sample its pleasures if only for a moment.

Slowly Sarah started to undress; first she kicked off her sneakers before reaching down and unbuckling her belt. She tugged her jeans down over her lithe hips before stepping out of them. Working from the bottom up she opened the buttons of her shirt, revealing her silky ivory skin and toned stomach, eventually exposing her perk voluptuous breasts. Sarah quickly shrugged off her other items of clothing before taking the final steps up towards the waters edge.

Taking one last moment to admire her surroundings, she dipped her toes into the warm intoxicating water. It felt wonderful and it didn't take long before Sarah had immersed herself completely below the surface with only the head sitting upon its top. A deep groan escaped her lips as she felt the water travel over her entire body like silk. She'd never experienced anything so wonderful before in her life. It was as though all her troubles and fears were being washed away; her entire being cleansed.

Leaning her head back Sarah closed her eyes and let her mind travel far away from her worries and fears, now nothing mattered. Complete contentment sent her into a sleep as she lay there … below the cursed water of Hirad Len'oc.