Underground Pleasures
Disclaimer: i own no characters from the labyrinth and i make no profit from this story.
Oh but Oberon and Kailen are mine MWAHAHAHAHA (and spoog)
Yep i've started updating more again, and i just can't stop!! PLEAAAASE R&R i really need to know your thoughts and feelings towards where this story is going. I'm trying to make it a lil diff to the other fics on here, but there is J/S to come i promise. Can't get enough of that pairing o
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Chapter 10 - Cursed Water
Sarah groggily blinked open her eyes, everything around her seemed to be in a haze, as though she was looking through a froste
Sarah groggily blinked open her eyes, everything around her seemed to be in a haze, as though she was looking through a frosted window. She looked down to notice she was still lying in the pool of warm steaming water. Attempting to sit up Sarah noticed she wasn't able to move her limbs, it wasn't that she couldn't feel anything, but it was as though something had just sapped all of the energy from her body. She felt weak. Panic set in, her heart racing with adrenaline, yet she still couldn't move. Her eyes darted, trying her hardest to take in everything she could possibly see. There was no one there fortunately which meant her dilemma was probably something to do with the water itself.
"Help me somebody, please, I can't move", her plea was weak. She wanted more then anything to be rescued, the only worry was what or who would answer her calls. After all, this is the land of the Goblin King.
Closing her eyes in frustration Sarah heaved a sigh, why the hell couldn't she move, what was going on.
Then she heard it.
It was a very quiet sound at first; Sarah dismissed it as being an insect or small animal. Perturbed, she blinked her eyes, desperately trying to clear her foggy vision. Listening carefully she could now make it out as a quiet humming, almost melodic. Slowly but surely the humming got louder now turning into more of a murmur. Now her mind was racing a million miles an hour. Oh my god…. That's not humming, its some kind of chanting. The words became more and more clear, the sound becoming louder.
Jarel nomar na
Harem nimer nur
Ha'lom ha'ler ha'lel
The same nine words were being repeated over and over again, they whirled around inside her head, trying to grasp at some meaning or recognition. She could feel her heart slamming against her chest but not even this extra burst of fear could release her locked muscles. She could do nothing but sit there and wait and watch what was approaching, perhaps coming to deliver her death. A shadow now lay across the waters glass surface, it remained still but the chanting continued.
All of a sudden she heard a blood curdling laughter, full of pure evil and malice. Its pitch and tone were unearthly. Sarah wasn't sure if it was the toxic water fumes, the chanting or pure terror but at that moment she blacked out, her head rolling back into the water.
A chilling roar of rage broke the silence of the goblin castle, which was soon joined by the distinct sound of a smashing crystal ball. Jareth jumped from his throne in utter fury.
"HOW DARE HE!? NOBODY IN MY KINGDOM WILL DEFY MY ORDERS", Jareth's face was twisted and fierce, but he still remained beautiful. His fae genes eternally kept him attractive no matter what mood he possessed.
"That gargoyle of a fae is no longer welcome within the walls of my labyrinth, he has defied me one to many times with that dammed cursed pool of his, the mortal is mine!"
With those words, Jareth stormed towards the large arched windows nearing the end of the throne room, he threw them open. They hit the rough stonewalls outside with such force the glass cracked. Swiftly he changed into his snowy owl form and flew off into the stormy night.
Sarah awoke, her eyelids fluttered open in a daze. Her vision was fuzzy but could make out the blades of grass in which she appeared to be lying on. She tried lifting her head from the ground, a wave of nausea swept over her body, she felt like crying out.
Confused and scared Sarah finally managed to lift herself to a sitting position, her hands grabbing onto the grassy earth for comfort. Only now did she see the chaos scattered around her. Eyes now growing wide, fear gripped her chest like a relentless fist. Lumps of stone and marble lay strewn over the floor. Sarah recognised what used to be the big stone bath, it was reduced to nothing but the foundation it was laid on. The grandeur columns lay cracked and broken on the floor; pieces of the base and roof were reduced to nothing but dust and scrap.
She just couldn't understand what had happened to her, how much time had passed? What happened to the bath? Who had done this? What was the voice? So many questions buzzed through her head. Only now Sarah though about looking at herself, thank the gods, someone/something had lain her clothes over her shivering form to cover her modesty. It was in that relief the tears started falling, falling for many reasons she just couldn't remember anymore.
Feeling better after sobbing her weary heart out Sarah decided it was probably a good idea to get dressed and continue the journey forwards. Now she thought about it, she didn't have an actual destination in mind.
"Goblin City it is," she said aloud, trying to install herself with some confidence. To be honest with herself, she knew she'd settled on it because it was the only place she'd been before, unless you count the bog of eternal stench, but she didn't wish to relive that adventure.
Sarah ventured on. On to the Goblin City.
"Goblin City it is."
Jareth sat in the top of the nearby trees, watching Sarah with great interest. Her remark surprised him somewhat; he didn't think it would be so easy to lure her to the castle. Once she was inside the city it would be stupidly easy to claim her. She belonged to him anyway; after all she had wished herself to him. Jareth secretly enjoyed the sport of making her life as miserable as possible, even before making an appearance. She may even relish the fact he'd come to save her from the terrors of the labyrinth. That is until she actually realises he will be there to make her life even more of a misery. He ruffled his feathers in amusement.
His enjoyment was short lived after recalling the close call, which just took place. The pool or Hirad Len'oc used to be a place the Fae of the underground used to relish within. It was once one of many structures within the labyrinth where they could spend their time relaxing and pleasuring themselves. The waters were designed with magic to relax and arouse the bather, at one point it was extremely popular among the Fae. As time went on the Fae moved on and away from the underground to newer kingdoms, thriving on the new cities, not a beat up old labyrinth. The pools and parlours fell into disrepair and most crumbled away in age. It was hard on Jareth who eventually became excluded and abandoned in his kingdom, only grubby little goblins for company. It drove him insane.
Until he met Sarah.
She provided a distraction from his loneliness and proved a worthy adversary; because of this he let himself become entranced. Perhaps maybe even infatuated with her. Now he wouldn't let any harm come to her from anyone apart from himself. Which is why he had to stop the cursed Fae Oberon.
Oberon was an outcast, he had been his entire life. Born deformed, he was never loved. Not even by his high class parents, who recoiled from their baby's disfigured face. Shortly after birth he was disowned and lived with a blacksmith, Kailen. The old Fae did his best to care for Oberon but he was a bitter and twisted child, he made no friends and cared for no one but himself. When the child was only the age of 14 Kailen died. Some say it was the fault of the child, but no one knew for sure. For an entire year Oberon lived in the street and was avoided by everyone. After he turned 15 he was seen less and less until finally he never came back. He wasn't missed and the underground residents were glad to see him gone.
Rumours started he was learning the dark ways of Fae magicks, occasionally Wicca markings were found scrawled inside the labyrinth beside the carcasses of small goblins. The finding were frowned upon but tolerated. No body wanted to find the boy. As long as he was keeping away from the city, no one cared.
Since 2-3 years back Jareth knew Oberon was living wild within the confines of Hirad Len'oc, he used the magic waters to entice his prey. Normally his victims would consist of the occasional earth sprit, but nothing more. Jareth was uninterested in his doings until now. There was no way he would let his human fall into the hands of that miscreant. By blasting the pool away Oberon fled, Jareth took it upon himself to protect the girl, just this once.
He kept watch from a pine until he was sure Oberon would not make a re-appearance.