Wow! Look I'm back! And it's only taken me how long to write another chapter. My apologies for taking so long with posting - but just with final school exams, and schoolies, and holidays and everything else - my stories were the last thing on my mind! But now I promise to write HEAPS MORE! ... So enjoy and tell me what you think D Oh and a HUUUUUGEEEEE thankyou goes to NoSortOfMuse (my darling beta) for beta-ing this chapter without her you guys would have horrible chapters to read - and i mean HORRIBLE!
Disclaimer - as always I must break my lifelong dream and inform everyone that I do not infact Own anyone from the Labyrinth tear - so theirs no point sueing coz I ain't got any Money. I DO however own Mae and all my made up character.
Re-cap…
Moments that felt like hours passed as Sarah contemplated her options – play the "Game" or go home to her family. As the voices and feelings inside her argue, Sarah reads over Jareth's perfect cursive words again. Placing the letter down, she makes her decision.
Standing Sarah picks up the vial of powder and throws it – not at herself but at the bin. Watching the glass shatter and smoke fill the room, Sarah coughs slightly as her senses are blocked. Once the smoke clears, where the bin once stood, there was nothing.
Sighing, Sarah picks up the key. "I hope this is the right thing to do." She says aloud, speaking only to herself.
Walking over to the wardrobe – Sarah places the key in the lock and turns. Pulling on the handle, she opens the door revealing shelves upon shelves filled with nothing but air.
"What?" she mumbles and she moves her hands across the empty shelving, trying to convince herself that it was not in fact an elusion.
Collapsing back onto her bed, Sarah stares in disbelief; Jareth convinces her to stay – and now he plays a prank on her. "Jareth! I know you can hear me! I want to go home!" she yells, changing her mind about staying – she will not be another random for him to tease and taunt.
"Why would you want to go home Miss Sarah?" a voice begins, "If you go home, then you cannot attend the ball. Oh it will be a beautiful ball." Looking over at the now mysteriously open door to her room, Sarah spies a young female Goblin.
"Oh. Hello. Umm who are you?" she questions.
"Melody. But you didn't answer why you would want to go home. You don't really want to, do you?" The goblin replies simple, before question Sarah herself.
"Go home? Yes. I mean no. Well I want to help Jareth – but the key he's given me. Does not work!"
"Silly Miss. Not everything is as it seems in this place. I thought you of all people would know that. Though I mean no disrespect." Watching the goblin walk to the Wardrobe and shut the door, Sarah looks at her quizzically.
"Errm, Melody. I've already tried that door."
"Yes – but you tried the wrong door." Melody explains minimally as she removes the key, and before replacing it in the lock – and turning it anticlockwise, rather than clockwise as Sarah had previously done. With a smile, the Goblin opens the door to reveal a walk in robe fit for a queen overflowing with dress's, shoes, tiara's and anything else that would be needed to get her ready for a ball.
"Wow." Was all Sarah was able to muster before heading into choose a dress and get ready, closing the door behind her.
30 minute or so passes before Sarah once again resurfaces, now no longer wearing her previous attire, but a stunning ball gown – similar to what she wore, though slightly different, in her dream ball on her last visit to the Labyrinth.
"Well?" She asks the Goblin girl with a shrug.
"Jareth will love it." Melody answers.
"Really?" Sarah asks as she looks down at herself, not quite so sure. "But what about Mae? She seems to be able to gain the affection of anyone."
"Mae is beautiful," Melody begins, "But you, Miss Sarah, are his majesty's choice. Now we mustn't stay talking and wasting time any further. The ball will have begun already. Oh and don't forget the key."
Before she has any chance to argue, Sarah feels herself being ushered out the door by the small Goblin, the key previously used to open the wardrobe forced into her hands and is left standing alone in the hallway.
"Great. What now?" She asks herself as she sees the abandoned hallway, pocketing the key.
Picking up her dress slightly so that she can successfully walk without tripping on the edge, Sarah begins to wander the hallways and corridors trying to find someone that can show her the way. Heels clicking on the floor, Sarah stops suddenly when she thinks she can hear music. Listening intently, she realizes that she can indeed hear music, and it sounds like it's coming from behind a door further down the hallway. Rushing to the door, and tapping lightly, she waits.
"Errm, Hi?" she says uncertainly as the grand doors are opened and yet again another small Goblin there.
"Miss Sarah has arrived!" Chirps the Goblin excitedly.
"Who are you tell-" Sarah begins only to be cut off by a loud voice bellowing to the room.
"Introducing, His Majesty, the Goblin King's Competitor and Conquer of the Labyrinth, Miss Sarah Williams."
As the voice introduces her, a blonde haired masked man extends his hand to Sarah to escort her into the applauding room. Accepting the stranger's hand, Sarah feels herself being, practically pulled into the extravagant and gorgeous ballroom. Once they reach the center of the room the masked stranger whisks Sarah around to face him, taking her in his arms, before leading her into a waltz.
"Who are you?" Sarah asks the stranger as he spins her around. Up on a balcony above them, Sarah thinks she can see Jareth sitting upon a throne over looking the proceedings.
Before the stranger can answer, she feels herself being passed to yet another blonde masked man. The people around the dancing duo are passing their partners as well, so Sarah thinks nothing of it as she is yet again passed on.
Around the room Sarah spies each of her of the 'women' she must compete against if she is to win Jareth his freedom.
Again Sarah is passed on, only this time it's different. This blonde male has a slightly different mask to the others, and this one is holding her closer than the previous ones. Giving him a quizzical look, she is rewarded by a laugh. "Ah, my Sarah, trustless as always."
She needn't ask who he is – Jareth's voice was engraved in Sarah's mind and she identified him immediately. Looking past the mask, Sarah sees Jareth's beautiful mix matched eyes. "Jar-" she begins, before being cut of by his finger against her lips.
"Shush love. Do not speak my name, or else they will know that I am not up there." Pointing upwards, Jareth indicates to, obviously, the look-a-like sitting in his throne.
"Why are you down here?" Sarah questions, still being spun round by Jareth.
"To firstly wish you luck and to secondly ask that you have the key with you?"
"Yes, the key is in my pocket, what do I need that for?" she asks confused.
"No time to explain, but you will need it." Stepping away slightly from Sarah, Jareth imitates the rest of the masked males and bows to her, as they do their significant partners.
Looking back up at her, Jareth kisses her hand gently; "Good luck."
Suddenly a chiming clock starts to gong, indicating the beginning of the game. The same purple mist that took Sarah to each room fills the ballroom hiding everyone and everything from her view.
When the mist clears, Sarah finds herself back in her jeans and white shirt, the key however still in her pocket. Turning around, her eyes travel over the endless appearance of the maze. 'Oh dear.' She thinks silently, before heading off towards the entry.
So there you have it ... another chapter - I know it's not long and I'm SO SORRY for that - but I will keep to my promise and get writing more and more and more! But for me to be able to do that - I need reviews (good and bad) to know what you like and what I could improve on... So if you love me and want more chapters then REVIEW!!
