DID YOU MISS ME? **looks down at all the peach spots on her shirt** I guess not! Damn- that was in the mask! Why can't I ever think of my own punch lines?
Disclaimer: um yeah- no.
Chapter Twelve: Offerings and Pain
Celeste automatically struggled in the arms that held her, the arms that she hated and loved, her knife still shinning with blood.
"Oh Celeste, why are you struggling? It didn't bother you earlier when we were in the garden…"
"It DID! Get off me, Gabriel. Please, get off me!" Celeste felt the tears welling in her eyes, but she refused to shed them.
Sarah looked at the man over Celeste's shoulder. He was quite handsome, but that sinister grin on his face seemed to ruin it. His eyes were a mixture of madness, cruelty, seduction, and desire as he gazed upon Celeste.
"You're pleading now, Celeste? Tut, tut- how the mighty have fallen. You cannot tell me that you don't miss my kiss, my touch, my caress. Hm?"
"I do miss it; but not the feel of it, the love behind it. I don't love you, you are not the Gabriel I loved, just a cruel coward of a man who takes his form." Then, a scream forced it's way out of her throat and through her lips as Gabriel threw her against the wall. Her head hit with a sickening *thwack* before her body slumped.
Gabriel turned to Jareth, an amused look evident on his face as he said, "And you Jareth, how are you enjoying yourself?" He laughed cruelly and turned to stand next to his master, taking the slightly struggling Sarah from his arms.
Jareth fought against his bonds, but the hands wouldn't release.
"Well said. Jareth, tell your sister has nine hours and twenty minutes before 'your' Sarah is MINE forever. Such a pity…" Gavinn turned and started to walk towards the portal he had created with a mere flick of his wrist. Gabriel followed suit.
"SARAH!" Jareth screamed, struggling fiercer than ever. "Sarah!"
"Stop!" A weak voice called. Gavinn and Gabriel slowed but didn't stop. "Wait!" the voice was stronger now. The two turned to see Celeste standing, hunched, but still standing, with her arm extended, her palm open in an offering. "Look at what I'm offering you… your dreams."
Sarah almost expected a crystal to appear in her hand. But nothing appeared her left hand simply was extended in the air in offering. She watched as Gavinn walked forth and went to reach for her hand.
But Celeste pulled back. "There is a cost, there always is. If I give you you're dreams, you have to leave my friends and family alone for all eternity in every way, shape, and form. No telling where they are to enemies- nothing. And you must promise not to take me fully until the wedding night."
"CELESTE, NO!" Jareth screamed, struggling with new life.
Gavinn ignored Jareth as he took Celeste's hand and turned it over, kissing her knuckles before looking into her eyes, "You have my word, m'lady. Release Sarah, please. And kindly discard her in a chair."
As Celeste watched him do so, she spoke solidly, "Release Jareth. You promised."
"Indeed I did." Pulling Celeste fully into his embrace, he turned towards Jareth. "I'll see you tomorrow," he started to walk towards the portal.
"Tomorrow?" Jareth asked, quirking an eyebrow and keeping his eyes on Gabriel as he slowly moved towards the portal as well.
"Yes, at the wedding." He smirked at Jareth's expression then he disappeared, taking everyone in the room, excluding Jareth and Sarah, with him.
Jareth stumbled slightly at the sudden release, but his back straightened almost immediately, his eyes were cold and his face a hard mask when he formed a crystal in his hand. He had planned on having it transport him to Gavinn's castle but something held him back, a barrier.
"Tut - tut, Jareth," Gavinn's voice echoed about them, "Can't have you hurting my perfect plans for my perfect wedding with MY perfect bride." He chuckled sinisterly and then continued in a mocking voice, "You have 36 hours before your older sister becomes MINE forever… such a pity." His voice faded, as well as Jareth's crystal.
Jareth screamed in pure rage and hurled the crystal across the room, finding little satisfaction in the broken shards.
*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*
Celeste awoke feeling drowsy and weak. She tried to get up, but the throbbing in her head became too intense, forcing her to sit back. After a minute she sat up clumsily and looked around. She knew where she was, Gavinn's bedroom. She felt woozy, her head pounded, and her reactions were slower than normal- like she was on morphine. She looked down at her dress and grimaced. The dress was long and hugged her flesh. The black silk caressed her flesh like a devoted lover. The halter lop had a split down to her navel, leaving almost everything visible. (A/N: For all those who have seen Hannibal- that's the dress- the one Clarice is wearing in the end). She saw a matching cape with a high collar draped over a chair in front of the vanity.
Celeste stood slowly, holding onto the post of the bed for balance. Finally, when she gained some sort of grace, she attempted to walk towards the door. She tripped over her own feet and was sent sprawling and probably would have hurt herself if two strong arms hadn't caught her and brought her to an equally strong chest before picking her up and laying her back on the bed.
"You're not well. You should rest," Gabriel whispered kindly.
Celeste raised an eyebrow, surprised at his kind nature. This attitude was totally out of character for the Gabriel that she had come to know and hate…
If her family knew what Gabriel was now, they wouldn't recognize him. He was a totally different person, if she could consider him a person anymore that is. Celeste remembered watching a mortal television show called "Buffy". It amused Celeste to watch the theories of their world. From "Where the Wild Things Are" to "A Midsummer's Night Dream" to "An Interview with a Vampire" these people were close but never quite hit the mark of true fantasy, of true dreams, of true horror. But a character on the show - Angel - reminded her of Gabriel. He used to be so kind, loving, light hearted, understanding… but after the change - he was cruel, cold-hearted, selfish, and corrupted. Like the change between Angel and Angelus. If only it were that easy, just give him back is soul… if only.
"Oh, and why the sudden concern?" she replied, her voice sounding a lot like a certain Goblin King she knew. "A new tactic to get into my skirts? Tsk, tsk, tsk, Gabriel you're losing your touch."
"I once shared a bed with you, true I never did bed you, I came close. I plan to do so again, I love you still and I think-"
A shrill, mocking laughter erupted from her lips as she stood, "You? Love? Love! You don't even know the meaning of that word."
He stood in front of her, "You don't want to believe me, but it's true. Run with me, I know you don't want to stay here… come with me."
Celeste looked away, hoping that the tapestries would give her the will to press on. She honestly wanted to go with him, but she knew the kind man before her would disappear in time.
"And sacrifice my friends and family's safety and trust? Never. And if you really did love me, you'd understand. It is my duty to-"
"No! They didn't care! They never looked for you, they never wanted to-"
"They thought I was dead!"
He continued as if she hadn't even spoken "-But I did, I looked high and low after you ran, and continued to run- but no more- you will stay with me, by my side, and we will take over Gavinn's kingdom together." Gabriel looked pleased with himself but yet, waiting for something.
"What? Was I supposed to run into your embrace? I. Do. Not. Love. You. Get it through that thick skull of yours. I will never go to you willingly!"
Gabriel's eyes flared and shinned bright red as he threw Celeste down on the bed. He held her hands above her head with one hand easily, her body weak from the spell. His other hand went to work on ripping her dress open.
"Well, I see I can't claim you willingly, but once you are bound to me you WILL love me. Willing or no, I will have you!"
It was when he started to undo his pants that Celeste decided to throw pride to the wind and scream bloody murder.
"That's right, just say my name and put a little more pleasure into the scream and it's perfect." He said as he pulled away to tug off his pants. "I put a sound spell on this room. No one, not even Gavinn can hear us."
She crawled away until her back hit the headboard, feeling true fear for the first time in ages. She felt the bed shift to accommodate his weight as he crawled towards her, nude. She shut her eyes tightly and held her ripped dress closed her underwear being the only thing really protecting her. Celeste squeezed her eyes tighter and held back tears as Gabriel pried open her dress, despite her constant struggling, and started to feel her breasts. Feeling violated and desperate, Celeste mentally connected and screamed for help to the only person who could hear her.
Just as Gabriel reached to pull her underwear off, he was thrown into a table, breaking it, then seized by guards.
Gavinn turned towards Gabriel's form and backhanded him hard across the face, forcing his head to once side and blood to dribble from his lip. "Take him to the dungeons. Chain him, lock him, and guard him. Whatever you do- DO NOT listen to him, DO NOT look directly into his eyes, and DO NOT cloth him, let him be humiliated."
Gavinn turned to Celeste after the guards had left. His expression softened when he saw her, he had been surprised at her call, and even more so how scared she sounded. And what he found… well, that pissed him off to no end. Acting quickly, he had gathered the guards and appeared hoping he wasn't too late. HE was the one that was supposed to mark her, claim her, no one else.
And now that it was over, this shaking, curled up, sobbing, and half-naked creature before him, gave him a shock. Celeste NEVER cried. Not one tear, not when he killed Gabriel, changed him, changed her, tortured her, NOTHING. And here she was, in a fetus position and weeping, it was all so strange. Waving his hand so she was clothed in a red nightgown he gathered her into his arms and held her while she cried. Happy that, even though she clung to him and accepted his embrace because he was the only one there, she was still in his arms, willingly.
Rocking her gently and whispering encouragement in her ear, he held her- for the first time in his life.
~*~
**Jareth walks in, in Rocky's costume and a very reluctant Sarah walk's in dressed as Janet. Alli Z is dressed as Columbia and Claire is dressed as Magenta**
CS: Come on! Come on! I haven't got all day!
Alli Z: Yeah! I've got to go to drama!
Jareth: **covers his lower autonomy** Do I really have to do this?
Sarah: I don't know you kind of look sexy in that… **blushes**
Jareth: You think so?
Sarah: **nods**
CS: Wonderful- lights camera action!
Sarah:
I was feeling done in,
Couldn't win.
I'd only kissed before…
Alli Z: You mean she's a…
CS: Uh huh
Sarah:
I thought there's no use getting,
Into heavy petting.
It only leads to trouble,
And seat wetting.
But now all I want to know,
Is how to go-o-o.
I've tasted blood and I want more.
CS and Alli Z: More, more, more.
Sarah:
I'll put up no resistance,
I want to stay the distance.
I've got an itch to scratch,
I need assistance.
**looks at script** No f-ing way am I going to do that next part.
Jareth: **slouches** that's the only reason I agreed to do this song!
Sarah: WHAT! No f-ing way I'm doing it now! Oh no! **runs into her trailer and slams the door**
CS: **bangs on the door** Sarah, Please!
Sarah: **muffled** No.
CS: **sighs heavily and looks back to where Alli Z is standing and laughing at Jareth** Ah, well. Review please, or I make sure to take you through a trip of Dr. Frank n' Furters (sorry if I spelled that wrong!) and make sure you make an appearance in front of your boss. **walks away muttering "why me"**
A/N: If any of you are still confused about Gabriel email me here at hannibalcrazy@yahoo.com
Love you all and may the peach dreams be with you!
Disclaimer: um yeah- no.
Chapter Twelve: Offerings and Pain
Celeste automatically struggled in the arms that held her, the arms that she hated and loved, her knife still shinning with blood.
"Oh Celeste, why are you struggling? It didn't bother you earlier when we were in the garden…"
"It DID! Get off me, Gabriel. Please, get off me!" Celeste felt the tears welling in her eyes, but she refused to shed them.
Sarah looked at the man over Celeste's shoulder. He was quite handsome, but that sinister grin on his face seemed to ruin it. His eyes were a mixture of madness, cruelty, seduction, and desire as he gazed upon Celeste.
"You're pleading now, Celeste? Tut, tut- how the mighty have fallen. You cannot tell me that you don't miss my kiss, my touch, my caress. Hm?"
"I do miss it; but not the feel of it, the love behind it. I don't love you, you are not the Gabriel I loved, just a cruel coward of a man who takes his form." Then, a scream forced it's way out of her throat and through her lips as Gabriel threw her against the wall. Her head hit with a sickening *thwack* before her body slumped.
Gabriel turned to Jareth, an amused look evident on his face as he said, "And you Jareth, how are you enjoying yourself?" He laughed cruelly and turned to stand next to his master, taking the slightly struggling Sarah from his arms.
Jareth fought against his bonds, but the hands wouldn't release.
"Well said. Jareth, tell your sister has nine hours and twenty minutes before 'your' Sarah is MINE forever. Such a pity…" Gavinn turned and started to walk towards the portal he had created with a mere flick of his wrist. Gabriel followed suit.
"SARAH!" Jareth screamed, struggling fiercer than ever. "Sarah!"
"Stop!" A weak voice called. Gavinn and Gabriel slowed but didn't stop. "Wait!" the voice was stronger now. The two turned to see Celeste standing, hunched, but still standing, with her arm extended, her palm open in an offering. "Look at what I'm offering you… your dreams."
Sarah almost expected a crystal to appear in her hand. But nothing appeared her left hand simply was extended in the air in offering. She watched as Gavinn walked forth and went to reach for her hand.
But Celeste pulled back. "There is a cost, there always is. If I give you you're dreams, you have to leave my friends and family alone for all eternity in every way, shape, and form. No telling where they are to enemies- nothing. And you must promise not to take me fully until the wedding night."
"CELESTE, NO!" Jareth screamed, struggling with new life.
Gavinn ignored Jareth as he took Celeste's hand and turned it over, kissing her knuckles before looking into her eyes, "You have my word, m'lady. Release Sarah, please. And kindly discard her in a chair."
As Celeste watched him do so, she spoke solidly, "Release Jareth. You promised."
"Indeed I did." Pulling Celeste fully into his embrace, he turned towards Jareth. "I'll see you tomorrow," he started to walk towards the portal.
"Tomorrow?" Jareth asked, quirking an eyebrow and keeping his eyes on Gabriel as he slowly moved towards the portal as well.
"Yes, at the wedding." He smirked at Jareth's expression then he disappeared, taking everyone in the room, excluding Jareth and Sarah, with him.
Jareth stumbled slightly at the sudden release, but his back straightened almost immediately, his eyes were cold and his face a hard mask when he formed a crystal in his hand. He had planned on having it transport him to Gavinn's castle but something held him back, a barrier.
"Tut - tut, Jareth," Gavinn's voice echoed about them, "Can't have you hurting my perfect plans for my perfect wedding with MY perfect bride." He chuckled sinisterly and then continued in a mocking voice, "You have 36 hours before your older sister becomes MINE forever… such a pity." His voice faded, as well as Jareth's crystal.
Jareth screamed in pure rage and hurled the crystal across the room, finding little satisfaction in the broken shards.
*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*
Celeste awoke feeling drowsy and weak. She tried to get up, but the throbbing in her head became too intense, forcing her to sit back. After a minute she sat up clumsily and looked around. She knew where she was, Gavinn's bedroom. She felt woozy, her head pounded, and her reactions were slower than normal- like she was on morphine. She looked down at her dress and grimaced. The dress was long and hugged her flesh. The black silk caressed her flesh like a devoted lover. The halter lop had a split down to her navel, leaving almost everything visible. (A/N: For all those who have seen Hannibal- that's the dress- the one Clarice is wearing in the end). She saw a matching cape with a high collar draped over a chair in front of the vanity.
Celeste stood slowly, holding onto the post of the bed for balance. Finally, when she gained some sort of grace, she attempted to walk towards the door. She tripped over her own feet and was sent sprawling and probably would have hurt herself if two strong arms hadn't caught her and brought her to an equally strong chest before picking her up and laying her back on the bed.
"You're not well. You should rest," Gabriel whispered kindly.
Celeste raised an eyebrow, surprised at his kind nature. This attitude was totally out of character for the Gabriel that she had come to know and hate…
If her family knew what Gabriel was now, they wouldn't recognize him. He was a totally different person, if she could consider him a person anymore that is. Celeste remembered watching a mortal television show called "Buffy". It amused Celeste to watch the theories of their world. From "Where the Wild Things Are" to "A Midsummer's Night Dream" to "An Interview with a Vampire" these people were close but never quite hit the mark of true fantasy, of true dreams, of true horror. But a character on the show - Angel - reminded her of Gabriel. He used to be so kind, loving, light hearted, understanding… but after the change - he was cruel, cold-hearted, selfish, and corrupted. Like the change between Angel and Angelus. If only it were that easy, just give him back is soul… if only.
"Oh, and why the sudden concern?" she replied, her voice sounding a lot like a certain Goblin King she knew. "A new tactic to get into my skirts? Tsk, tsk, tsk, Gabriel you're losing your touch."
"I once shared a bed with you, true I never did bed you, I came close. I plan to do so again, I love you still and I think-"
A shrill, mocking laughter erupted from her lips as she stood, "You? Love? Love! You don't even know the meaning of that word."
He stood in front of her, "You don't want to believe me, but it's true. Run with me, I know you don't want to stay here… come with me."
Celeste looked away, hoping that the tapestries would give her the will to press on. She honestly wanted to go with him, but she knew the kind man before her would disappear in time.
"And sacrifice my friends and family's safety and trust? Never. And if you really did love me, you'd understand. It is my duty to-"
"No! They didn't care! They never looked for you, they never wanted to-"
"They thought I was dead!"
He continued as if she hadn't even spoken "-But I did, I looked high and low after you ran, and continued to run- but no more- you will stay with me, by my side, and we will take over Gavinn's kingdom together." Gabriel looked pleased with himself but yet, waiting for something.
"What? Was I supposed to run into your embrace? I. Do. Not. Love. You. Get it through that thick skull of yours. I will never go to you willingly!"
Gabriel's eyes flared and shinned bright red as he threw Celeste down on the bed. He held her hands above her head with one hand easily, her body weak from the spell. His other hand went to work on ripping her dress open.
"Well, I see I can't claim you willingly, but once you are bound to me you WILL love me. Willing or no, I will have you!"
It was when he started to undo his pants that Celeste decided to throw pride to the wind and scream bloody murder.
"That's right, just say my name and put a little more pleasure into the scream and it's perfect." He said as he pulled away to tug off his pants. "I put a sound spell on this room. No one, not even Gavinn can hear us."
She crawled away until her back hit the headboard, feeling true fear for the first time in ages. She felt the bed shift to accommodate his weight as he crawled towards her, nude. She shut her eyes tightly and held her ripped dress closed her underwear being the only thing really protecting her. Celeste squeezed her eyes tighter and held back tears as Gabriel pried open her dress, despite her constant struggling, and started to feel her breasts. Feeling violated and desperate, Celeste mentally connected and screamed for help to the only person who could hear her.
Just as Gabriel reached to pull her underwear off, he was thrown into a table, breaking it, then seized by guards.
Gavinn turned towards Gabriel's form and backhanded him hard across the face, forcing his head to once side and blood to dribble from his lip. "Take him to the dungeons. Chain him, lock him, and guard him. Whatever you do- DO NOT listen to him, DO NOT look directly into his eyes, and DO NOT cloth him, let him be humiliated."
Gavinn turned to Celeste after the guards had left. His expression softened when he saw her, he had been surprised at her call, and even more so how scared she sounded. And what he found… well, that pissed him off to no end. Acting quickly, he had gathered the guards and appeared hoping he wasn't too late. HE was the one that was supposed to mark her, claim her, no one else.
And now that it was over, this shaking, curled up, sobbing, and half-naked creature before him, gave him a shock. Celeste NEVER cried. Not one tear, not when he killed Gabriel, changed him, changed her, tortured her, NOTHING. And here she was, in a fetus position and weeping, it was all so strange. Waving his hand so she was clothed in a red nightgown he gathered her into his arms and held her while she cried. Happy that, even though she clung to him and accepted his embrace because he was the only one there, she was still in his arms, willingly.
Rocking her gently and whispering encouragement in her ear, he held her- for the first time in his life.
~*~
**Jareth walks in, in Rocky's costume and a very reluctant Sarah walk's in dressed as Janet. Alli Z is dressed as Columbia and Claire is dressed as Magenta**
CS: Come on! Come on! I haven't got all day!
Alli Z: Yeah! I've got to go to drama!
Jareth: **covers his lower autonomy** Do I really have to do this?
Sarah: I don't know you kind of look sexy in that… **blushes**
Jareth: You think so?
Sarah: **nods**
CS: Wonderful- lights camera action!
Sarah:
I was feeling done in,
Couldn't win.
I'd only kissed before…
Alli Z: You mean she's a…
CS: Uh huh
Sarah:
I thought there's no use getting,
Into heavy petting.
It only leads to trouble,
And seat wetting.
But now all I want to know,
Is how to go-o-o.
I've tasted blood and I want more.
CS and Alli Z: More, more, more.
Sarah:
I'll put up no resistance,
I want to stay the distance.
I've got an itch to scratch,
I need assistance.
**looks at script** No f-ing way am I going to do that next part.
Jareth: **slouches** that's the only reason I agreed to do this song!
Sarah: WHAT! No f-ing way I'm doing it now! Oh no! **runs into her trailer and slams the door**
CS: **bangs on the door** Sarah, Please!
Sarah: **muffled** No.
CS: **sighs heavily and looks back to where Alli Z is standing and laughing at Jareth** Ah, well. Review please, or I make sure to take you through a trip of Dr. Frank n' Furters (sorry if I spelled that wrong!) and make sure you make an appearance in front of your boss. **walks away muttering "why me"**
A/N: If any of you are still confused about Gabriel email me here at hannibalcrazy@yahoo.com
Love you all and may the peach dreams be with you!