Labyrinth II

Disclaimer:I don't own the labyrinth movie rights and am not involved in anything legally binding that would cause me to be in trouble. Story I wrote about it is the only thing that I do own.

Start Of A New Adventure

"Sara...What have you done?" Asked the shocked Goblin King.

Sara gazed out at the darkened abyss that was suppose to be their labyrinth. She really had made a mess of things! What now?

"I guess it's up to me to save the day." Jareth smirked, creating a crystal and then throwing it into the darkness. The sparkling orb burst into millions of pieces as suddenly light began to engulf the two and when it was over, Sara was now looking at a new and improved Labyrinth.

They were now in the Goblin City surrounded by goblins and her friends Ludo and Sir Didymus.

"They're back?" Questioned Sara to Jareth about his goblins.

"Yes well, what is a Goblin King with out his goblins?" Smirked Jareth as he was surrounded by excited goblins.

"Sir, is she to go through our labyrinth again? Where's that baby?" Questioned one of his goblins.

"No, no, she's one of us now." He told them, grabbing Sara by the waist and hugging her to him. The goblins looked surprised at first, until Sara gave a puckering up Jareth a smack in the nose.

"Yep, they're together as only they can be!" Chimed in one of the goblins, making the whole group laugh at their momentarily hurt king.

"Silence!" He demanded, holding his sore nose. The goblins quieted and flinched, getting ready for his onslaught of insults.

"You be nice to your goblins!" Scolded Sara, hands on her hips and glaring up at the bemused king.

"And if I don't?" He sneered.

"Then I guess I'll see you around..." She began to walk away, to only be drug back by the wrist.

"Alright, alright. If you insist." He told her, rolling his eyes at how he was giving in to this mortal.

"Good. Now how about a party?" Sara asked the goblins and her other friends, Sir Didymus and Ludo. A roar of excitement was heard as her answer as she told them to go into the castle and Jareth would provide the party items.

Jareth rolled his eyes at hearing this. Why was he listening to this girl in the first place?...Oh yeah, they were kind of bound together forever...Maybe it wasn't such a good thing after all. His mind was changed into a positive outlook when Sara kissed him lightly on the lips and sent him off to give his minions the party they deserved.

While Jareth went with his Goblins, Sara stayed behind with her friends to tell them about Hoggle.

"I know that the last time you saw Hoggle, you weren't exactly proud to call him your friend. Yet in the end, he was my hero. He gave his life to save mine. So please, forgive him for his rough behavior in the past. He really was a good friend in the end." Ludo and Sir Didymus were in tears at the end of Sara's speech. Sara held back her own tears as she hugged both her sorry friends.

"Come now, lets go celebrate. Hoggle wouldn't have wanted us to mourn his death, but to celebrate the life he lived..." Which, in all reality, wasn't very noble at all, but that wasn't the point. So the three friends walked up to the castle and was surprised to see how well Jareth had supplied the party.

There were balloons, food, cake, beverages, and a karaoke machine...Typical of Jareth. He was even the first one on the machine, batting away the goblins who wanted a go at it and standing tall and proud as he began to sing his little song and dance his little dance. Sara laughed as she watched his expressions while he sang, he really was quite a character. He kept smiling a secretive smile through out the whole party, and Sara had no idea what he had up his sleeve, and hoped it didn't have anything to deal with her putting on a puffy dress and dancing in a crystal ball. She refused to do that again!

When the party was over, and Sara had said farewell to her friend, the castle was quiet as a mouse. She looked everywhere, but could not find Jareth. 'I swear, if he jumps out and scares me...' She thought, knowing that his type of humor was cruel most the time. She looked in his bedroom, and no sign of him there, then went upstairs and checked the other rooms. Still no sign of Jareth, with one door left to look in, Sara slowly opened the door and peered inside...

"Sara..." Jareth whispered behind her as he slammed the door shut. Sara jumped as he laughed and took her about the waist. "You always have brought a smile to my face." He whispered in her ear as she shivered slightly in his all too close embrace.

He stroked her hair with one hand still holding her slim waist, "Sara, now that we're alone, I thought we deserved a private party of our own." He told her, now stroking her soft cheek with his fingers.

"You need lotion." She told him, making him feel like the romantic mood was ruined, "Your hands are rough."

"Damn Sara, will I ever be good enough to please your impossible needs?" He said, becoming pissy as he let go of her and walked over to the glowing spring. He sat down on the edge and let his bare feet dangle in the warm water.

Sara cocked her head to one side as she looked at her pouting king. Why couldn't he have a sense of humor like hers? Oh well, it couldn't be helped. Sara slipped her shoes off, rolled up her pant legs and sat next to the annoyed man. Placing her feet in the warm water, her mood began to be less protective towards the king and she leaned her head against his shoulder. "You are." She said to him, daintily taking his hand and holding it, rubbing her thumb over his. Maybe she could cheer him up with a little affection...just a little though, she was still bound and determined to stay a virgin until she turned 18, and that was final!

Jareth gave in and rested his head lightly against hers, rubbing her thumb with his own, "Good, cause lord knows no one else would have you."

Sara stood up straight, let go of his hand, turned to him and was about to let him have it when he kissed her. Silencing her, Jareth wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss. At first Sara had been angry at him for kissing her and was bound and determined to end it, then, he had wrapped himself around her and deepened the kiss...Damn hormones!

So after sitting there for a while, the two couple letting each other explore the other's mouth, Jareth stopped kissing her and pushed her into the pool.

Sara surface, face red and angry, and noticed Jareth was no longer on the edge of the pool. Sara let out a squeal as unknown hands grabbed her by the love handles.

"Damn it Jareth!" She cursed, laughing as he tickled her sides, "You're such an ass!" She said, smiling now, not as mad. Jareth surfaced and smiled down at her.

"Your clothes are wet." He stated, making her look down at her attire and frown.

"I suppose, so what?" She asked, looking at him with suspicion.

"Take them off, they'll only weight you down." He told her, already taking off her vest and throwing it over to the dry area. Sara sighed as she pushed him away from her, telling him to look the other way while she got them off. Jareth meandered off some where, while Sara was surprised to see she had a bikini underneath all her clothing. She was about to ask when she got her answer, "Magic!" Jareth called from far away. So Sara was now down to her sparkly blue bikini, and Jareth was no where to be found.

"Where are you?" She asked, looking all around.

"Oh, just getting something ready." He said, obviously out of the pool, doing something with his bottles of sea salt or worse...Massage oils!

When he came back, soft music was placing in the background and the pool began to have a light, lavender smell about it.

"Please don't tell me you brought your silly massage oils." She said, watching as he came nearer to her.

"No, I know how prude you are..." He said, making her glare at him and turn her back to him, which wasn't a smart idea. Jareth grabbed her from behind and held tight as she thrashed about, wanting him to let go, but she knew it was useless to try and beat his strength. With her settling down, Jareth pulled her with him to the deeper area of the pool and had her float with him. He bent his head down towards her ear and nuzzled it with his nose, then kissed it lightly, making his way down her neck. Sara couldn't help but arch into him as his hands traveled her around her body.

'Damn him' She thought as he proceeded to leave hickey marks on her slender neck...

Once the two had gone to Jareth's room, and were tucked in the warm, fuzzy, covers, Sara turned to him and asked, "Can you bring back the dead?"

Jareth stared at her, emotionless, then quietly got up, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Some things, can't be undone..." He told her, a voice full of seriousness Sara had never heard from him before.

"Why not? Aren't you powerful enough?" Sara asked, which Jareth cringed at.

"Sara, death is a whole other dimension...not even I am powerful enough to take back a life from the Keeper of Death..."

"Who's that?" She asked him, sitting up in bed and watching him curiously.

"She guards lost souls of the labyrinth and makes sure they can never venture back. Her powers make mine look like a cheap card trick. She someone I wouldn't piss off." He said, shaking his head, "Yes, Sara, I can go into the dimension of the dead, but I have never dared to take back a soul. She is evil Sara. Crueler than I was towards you, the first time you came to the labyrinth. She first comes off as a sweet, innocent girl. Right when you get comfortable around her, she shows her true nature. I know, because she wanted me as her beau." He looked over his shoulder at Sara and smiled, "I told her I was in love with someone else. She got really angry at me, and told me that if I ever came back to her domain...Let's just say we wouldn't be having a nice cup of tea."

Sara shook her head at this, "But you're magic, shouldn't it be strong enough to overpower her?" She asked him, not understanding how powerful this Keeper of Death really was. Jareth turned and took Sara's hands as he spoke in tired vocals, "I would go, if it brought you happiness, Sara."

Sara pondered this, then nodded her head, "I will go with you, and together, we'll bring back Hoggle." Jareth bowed his head at this. 'Why?' Jareth thought to himself as he silently agreed to Sara's decision.

"Tomorrow then, I take you and we'll go find your friend. But Sara, promise me one thing. If I say to go with out me, you have to do it. Don't turn back, just keep going forward." Jareth told her, eyes deep with concern.

"Alright, I promise." She said, smiling at him. He looked so silly, trying to put on a serious face. "What's this Keeper's name, anyway?" She asked him.

"Rasa..."

"So, my plan is gonig smoothly." The drow said to herself, walking among the moaning voices of the dead. "Soon, I will met with Jareth and that girl in my own world, and then...I'll take her soul and place it with mine! Then Jareth will be mine, forever!" A wicked laugh was emitted as the drow continued to walk along the dead. A voice was heard, cursing her name, so the drow walked over to the ghostly apparition, who was once called Hoggle.

"I thought death was suppose to be peaceful." He said, looking around at the other lost souls of the dead.

"Well, well, if it isn't Hogwart." The drow said.

"Hoggle!" The little man corrected.

"Did I ask you to correct me?" She spat, grabbing the soul and squeezing the white orb inside his core, making him give out a cry of pain.

"Why do I feel pain here?" He asked, wincing as the drow dug in deeper with her nail, scarring his soul.

"Because, as long as I rule this world, things will be done my way." She laughed as she watched him tear up at her harsh treatment to his soul. With one last scrape, she let go and walked on to another soul, needing a thing or two taught to it. Rasa loved keeping the dead awake enough to feel pain. It gave her so much pleasure, almost the same pleasure she got that time she had kissed the drunken Jareth oh so long ago...

Hoggle followed the drow, watchful that she didn't notice his presence as she spoke to herself. "Soon, Sara, we will be one...Then, Jareth will be mine to control!" She gave another wicked laugh as she walked onto another soul and squeezed it's white orb. This time, she did it too hard and it broke into slimy goo and dissolved.

"Well, he's not going to rest after all." She laughed as she went on to another, mindless soul. Lucky for Hoggle, he still had his wits about him. He knew that this creature had something afaul planned for his friend. Even though he was dead, he still had to help Sara, that's what friends were for.

"I'll stop you..." Whispered the determined Hoggle, who got a big surprise by the drow turning and looking slyly at him.

"I think...not." She smiled as she moved closer and closer to the frightened soul of Hoggle. "Perhaps...Sara would like to see you one last time...before I burn you into obliteration." She smirked as she grabbed him by this soul and lifted him up. Walking with him, she placed him in a black, flaming cage and locked it. Then, taking her place on her black, stone thrown, she waited for the coming of her Goblin King and her recipient soul, Sara...