A/N I do not own Labyrinth and write for fun so please enjoy my story.

Thank you to everyone who left such nice reviews on the last chapter. I do not know why it has loaded in italics but will try and solve that problem.

Ch10 Truth and lies

The air in the corridor was heavy and thick with magic and menace. Sarah lay motionless on the floor where she had fallen her eyes locked onto the figure of Jareth as he strode towards the man. Her fifteen-year-old self-had found him frightening when he had appeared in her parents' bedroom but what she saw now truly terrified her. His black armour seemed to shimmer with what could only be described as sudden bursts of red like veins running through it, his face was stone, the rage seemed to pour from him into the air around them. Sarah slowly slid away to the opposite wall although Jareth s anger was not directed at her she was scared, every fibre in her body was telling her to get up and run but she was unable to move. Seeing him like this made the story she had been told so much more believable. This Jareth she could see as a murderer. Maybe all he wanted from her was the power, that he didn't have any other reason to want her than that. As the thoughts began to consume her she felt her heart beginning to break. How could she love a man like thi

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A snarl tore from Jareth's throat as he grew closer to Rayden, gripping the man by the throat he pulled him towards him so that their faces where mere centimetres apart. Rayden hardly flinched, he simply smiled at Jareth.

"Does the mighty Jareth not want to share his new toy"

"She is MINE" Jareth growled

"Yes just as Layla was mine but that never stopped you"

Rayden's voice had become hard although the grin on his face remained. Jareth's grip on him loosened slightly.

"I trusted you" Jareth spat "you were a friend"

"Friend, I haven't been that for over a hundred years. You gave up the right to my friendship that night. It is always advisable to keep your enemies closer than your friends. Even your little mortal can tell you that".

The air around Jareth seemed to shimmer with a red haze as his anger increased.

"I should kill you right here".

"Go ahead, it will make no difference you have already lost. Now she has seen the man you truly are she will never come to you".

Jareth turned to find Sarah visibly shaking in the corner her eyes wide with fear watching his every move. He dropped Rayden to the floor and began to walk towards Sarah as he moved he could see her shrinking further back. He turned his gaze back to Rayden.

"What have you done to her"

"Me, I did nothing but tell her the truth, this" Rayden gestured towards Sarah" is all you doing"

Jareth looked back at Sarah. His face had softened slightly but remained emotionless. He knelt down in front of her as he went to take her hand she flinched away. She looked up at him, her eyes glistened with unshed tears. Her voice was low and quivering.

"Did you do it, did you bed his bride, did she die in your bed?

Jareth kept his eyes on hers as he spoke. His voice low.

"Yes"

Sarah gasped and the tears she had fought so hard to hold back begun to flow down her cheeks. She pushed herself up from the floor and stood against the wall. Rayden's laughter filled the air. Jareth suddenly shot at him pinning him back against the wall a crystal held in his hand as black as the darkest night. Rayden continued to laugh. Jareth kept his eyes on him, the snarl in his voice returning.

"I will not have you witness this Sarah"

With a flick of his free hand Sarah vanished.

"what, no dagger Jareth I am sure it won't be so easy for your father to cover up this time".

A voice suddenly filtered into Jareth's mind.

"Stop my Lord, stop now before you can't turn back"

Rayden remained motionless the force of Jareth's magic pressing against him.

"Well, what are you waiting for, end it" he screamed

"I will not kill you but you will wish I had for you will experience your worst nightmares and deepest fears".

"My Lord she will never forgive you and you will be lost. Do not do this" the voice of the Labyrinth caressed him, pleading with him.

Jareth let him go shaking his head the crystal in his hand disappeared.

"you still believe that night was all my doing don't you, that is what all this is about. You still can't believe it was all her. That messing with the dark arts had blackened her and made her hungry for power".

"she was innocent" Rayden roared" you destroyed her"

"NO" Jareth shouted "I tried to make her see what it would cost her" he turned away.

"I tried to stop her, she spelled me and seduced me. I promised her I would never tell a soul but her guilt killed her, the fear of punishment from the court for committing such an offense against the High Prince. She couldn't control the darkness that was growing inside her. Her life ended by her hand not mine".

Suddenly Jareth felt a sharp pain in his side. As he looked down he saw the dark blood pooling where a dagger lay embedded

"never turn your back on the enemy my friend" Rayden growled in his ear.

Jareth fell to the floor the iron from the dagger burning into him. As the darkness claimed him a crystal briefly graced his fingertips before disappearing and a single whisper fell from his lips.

"Sarah"

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Sarah found herself in Jareth's bed chamber. The scent of him hung in the air, normally she would find it reassuring but it did nothing to calm her. She crumpled to the floor, her wrists now free were red and sore, she rubbed them absently while trying to process all that was happening. He could have the power it was never something she had wanted in the first place, he could have it and her virginity if that was what had to happen but would he let her go. She felt torn apart, everything she had thought she knew about Jareth just shattered at her feet. There was no feeling of safety here anymore. Suddenly she felt the trickle begin in her mind and then the voice spoke to her.

"You are safe My lady; the Lord would never harm you"

"Who are you" Sarah spoke aloud

"The Labyrinth"

"The Labyrinth is just stone and rocks, forests and fields"

"Yes I am all those and many more. I am the heart and soul; you will see in time. You are my champion and I am yours"

"You are not mine; you are his" Sarah's tone was bitter

"I am yours and we are his"

"I am not his, I will never be his" Sarah shouted "What the hell am I doing sitting here talking to a voice in my head, I must be going mad"

A sudden feeling of warmth filtered through her.

"Feel me my Lady no harm will befall you here, if you need me then call"

Just as the voice faded Sarah felt the castle shake around her. She buried her head in her hands as the tears began to flow once more. The feeling of warmth that had been wrapping itself around her vanished just as the sound of someone whispering her name floated into the room a crystal fell at her feet. Sarah nervously reached forward and picked it up just as her fingers came into contact it transformed into a letter.

My dearest Sarah

How you captured my heart so easily at such a young age. You are strong, clever, beautiful and every inch a Queen. Never doubt who I am and that I love you deeply. Think of me as you do in your dreams as that is who I truly am, I only wish there was time to show you this. Be brave my precious and the Labyrinth will guide you.

Never forget my love

Jareth

Sarah starred at the paper in her hands. Something awful had happened, this was a farewell letter. She quickly jumped to her feet. All the fear and uncertainty vanished instantly.

"Labyrinth, Labyrinth" there was silence "answer me god dame it"

"Lady"

"Take me to Jareth NOW and get help"

"Think of him and you will be there"

Sarah closed her eyes and tried to capture the image of Jareth in her mind, the one of him standing in the window with that half smirk on his face. Please be ok she thought as she felt her skin tingle and the air shift around her.

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Sarah found herself back in the corridor she had so recently left. She quickly looked around but could see no one. She started walking, suddenly her eyes focused on something ahead on the floor. Her heart stopped as she spotted the black mass with bits of blonde hair lay in front of her. Within seconds she was at his side as she turned him over her hands felt sticky, she looked down to see the blood covering them and the dagger in his side.

"God no please Jareth, please no" she cried "someone help please help"

Behind her goblins had begun to gather, their eyes wide watching the Lady and their King. They began to wail; the noise was ear piercing. Sarah heard nothing as she held Jareth's lifeless body, gently stroking his hair and kissing his forehead, silently praying that he was alright. The air began to shimmer around them a strange scent like fresh grass and raindrops filled the corridor. Sarah looked up to see a young woman, her hair as white as pure snow and eyes as red as rubies coming towards her and Jareth. The goblins behind her suddenly fell silent bowing low. The women knelt in front of Sarah and gently took her hand.

"Remove the dagger Sarah"

That voice, she knew that voice, it was the one that had been in her head. It spoke again so calm, gentle and sure.

"Remove the dagger Sarah"

Without realising Sarah placed her hand around the dagger gripping it tightly she pulled it from Jareth's body. He let out a low moan and gasped. Sarah opened her hand and the dagger clattered against the stone floor. The women in front of her smiled.

"My champion" she said then faded

Sarah was unsure what to do, she needed to stop the bleeding, she pressed her hands against Jareth's wound just as she had seen on the TV programmes. Where was the help she needed?

There was a sudden clap of thunder and a fierce voice boomed from behind her.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SON"