CS: Hi everyone I have just come to a miraculous revelation! It isn't a sock!
Readers: **gasps** WHAT?
CS: Nope, it's a lemon!
Readers: oooOOOOOooooooOOOOO
CS: Because you know in certain scenes when Jareth is with Sarah, it is definitely too hard to be a sock. Does Sarah like lemons because-
Sarah and Jareth: CLAIRE!
CS: Ep! Um... Gotta run unless you would prefer me nice and stinky!
DISCLAIMER: Yes, I own the Labyrinth. Wait, I'm female and I'm alive. Shoot, I guess I'm not Jim Henson. Tarter sauce...
Chapter Fifteen: Count Down to Disaster
Last Time on in the Dark of the Night-
Celeste felt her powers leaving her and her body slumped. But what she was waiting for, the point of this whole charade followed. Gavinn's body also slumped from the huge amount of power needed to create the spell, giving Jareth a perfect opportunity…
~
… to break the transportation spell that Gavinn had cast. He took Sarah's hand and created a crystal in his right hand.
"Here we come, Celeste," he whispered quietly to himself.
~
And down in the dungeons, a sinister smile came to Gabriel's face as he licked the blood off his lips. He started to climb the steps leading to Gavinn's bedroom.
"Here I come, Celeste," he snickered
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As Jareth appeared in Gavinn's chambers there were several things that he registered. Sarah was with him, Celeste was knocked out, and Gavinn was lying on top of her. The last one is what snapped his control. Quickly, he drew his sword and poked Gavinn square in the back with it. Of course, he could have killed him right there and then with one quick swipe of his sword but, Jareth was not a monster nor as cruel as Sarah had once thought him to be.
"I challenge you to a duel," Jareth said, breaking the awkward silence.
Sarah listened to Jareth as he spoke. But this was not the loving man whom she had come to love. No, this was the Goblin King she had challenged all those years ago. His smiling lips were turned up in a sneer, his mismatched eyes threatening murder.
Gavinn stiffened visibly and slowly stood. He turned and swiftly drew a sword out of thin air. He immediately lunged for Jareth and only his quick reflexes had saved him. Gavinn smiled crookedly as he stated, "I accept."
"Thanks for the warning," Jareth growled.
Then the swords were biting each other fiercely, each time the blades met in a loud metallic whine that screamed through out the room.
Gavinn was a good sword fighter. His posture was perfect and his strokes precise, but he had never been trained personally by Celeste.
Jareth had, and that gave him the upper hand. His strikes barely missed Gavinn's vulnerable areas each time.
Suddenly, Gavinn got hold of the notion that he may not win this fight. Swiftly disappearing before Jareth's eyes, he reappeared behind Sarah. His right hand went around her throat and his sword draped around her waist.
Gavinn laughed cruelly when he saw the expression of hopelessness on Jareth's face. "I've got the damsel in distress. Now what are you going to-" He said in a sing-song voice.
He never got to finish. Sarah was no longer a damsel in distress, not this time around. Using a move Celeste had taught her, she rammed her elbow into his wrist forcing him to drop the sword. With the tip of her boot she lifted it up and caught it with her right hand.
"I'm not a damsel. Not this time. Sorry Gavinn, wrong story." Sarah snarled before lunging at him. Their swords clashed as he pulled a new sword out of thin air.
"Aw look how cute, the baby cub has claws…"
Sarah was tired of being called weak, she was tired of being looked down on, and she was tired of being seen as pathetic. And she was just plain mad. She lunged and lunged and lunged. Soon, she found she wasn't alone in attacking Gavinn, Jareth was at her side, fighting with her.
Gavinn felt cornered. Sarah was skilled and Jareth was, well, Jareth. But Gavinn saw his chance. He noticed that Sarah kept her left side open. He dodged Jareth's next blow and slashed Sarah from elbow to shoulder. Sarah dropped the sword in shock and held onto the gapping wound. She waited for it to close but it remained open. The sword, she realized, was iron; death to all magical creatures.
Jareth shocked from Sarah's wound, didn't pay attention to his opponent. He had forgotten a very important rule…
Never turn your back on a dodge ball game-
Because you'll get hit - hard.
Gavinn's face turned to that of greedy satisfaction. He went for the killing blow when a new sword met his blade. And Celeste was holding the handle.
Celeste had pushed Jareth out of the way as she met Gavinn's blade. She had picked up Sarah's discarded sword and rushed into the fire. She had done this often in battle, through out her life. But this time she had a feeling she was going to get burned.
"Celeste, I can't remember the last time you and I dueled. Quite a good match I would say. Just like we were made for each other," he emphasized while he dealt her another blow.
"I would never stoop so low to be your match," she said through gritted teeth.
She was afraid. She was weak, hurt, and terribly frightened. These were the times when she wished she still had Gabriel's arms to comfort her. She was dead if she didn't pay attention. But she was so tired, so damn exhausted. She was ready to sleep, just curl up in a ball and drift into that comfortable oblivion.
Her head dropped and Gavinn noticed. She was far too weak, easy prey. In a quick move he tripped her up, removed her sword from her hand, and caught her head before it hit the ground.
"Now, my precious kitten, it is time to give in," he purred.
She smiled seductively then spat in his face, "I'd die first."
"I've tried so hard to get you to understand that no one else will love you. I wanted you to be my queen. There is so much I could have shown you, given you. Now all I will give you is death! Goodbye my sweet, see you in hell!"
He brought his sword down to decapitate her in one swift movement when he froze. A look of utter pain and confusion clouded his face. Celeste knew what had happened; she felt the tip of the iron blade tickling her navel.
She looked up at her savior, her love, and her enemy. She sighed in complete hopelessness, "Oh, Gabriel…"
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CS: **is walking up the stairs to her bedroom** So, my faithful readers, please review, I would like it very much so if you did! **smiles kindly** Now for some good old fashion relaxation.
**notices noises and banging sounds coming from her bedroom** Oh man, is MAD chasing Jareth around again?
**peeks in, then slams the door and turns towards the readers with her cheeks bright red**
Um... yeah read and review please. I will be um going now.
**walks off towards the bathroom** My EYES! My virgin eyes- the PAIN! SEEEEEEERING!
;P Review please!
ta-ta,
C
Readers: **gasps** WHAT?
CS: Nope, it's a lemon!
Readers: oooOOOOOooooooOOOOO
CS: Because you know in certain scenes when Jareth is with Sarah, it is definitely too hard to be a sock. Does Sarah like lemons because-
Sarah and Jareth: CLAIRE!
CS: Ep! Um... Gotta run unless you would prefer me nice and stinky!
DISCLAIMER: Yes, I own the Labyrinth. Wait, I'm female and I'm alive. Shoot, I guess I'm not Jim Henson. Tarter sauce...
Chapter Fifteen: Count Down to Disaster
Last Time on in the Dark of the Night-
Celeste felt her powers leaving her and her body slumped. But what she was waiting for, the point of this whole charade followed. Gavinn's body also slumped from the huge amount of power needed to create the spell, giving Jareth a perfect opportunity…
~
… to break the transportation spell that Gavinn had cast. He took Sarah's hand and created a crystal in his right hand.
"Here we come, Celeste," he whispered quietly to himself.
~
And down in the dungeons, a sinister smile came to Gabriel's face as he licked the blood off his lips. He started to climb the steps leading to Gavinn's bedroom.
"Here I come, Celeste," he snickered
*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*
As Jareth appeared in Gavinn's chambers there were several things that he registered. Sarah was with him, Celeste was knocked out, and Gavinn was lying on top of her. The last one is what snapped his control. Quickly, he drew his sword and poked Gavinn square in the back with it. Of course, he could have killed him right there and then with one quick swipe of his sword but, Jareth was not a monster nor as cruel as Sarah had once thought him to be.
"I challenge you to a duel," Jareth said, breaking the awkward silence.
Sarah listened to Jareth as he spoke. But this was not the loving man whom she had come to love. No, this was the Goblin King she had challenged all those years ago. His smiling lips were turned up in a sneer, his mismatched eyes threatening murder.
Gavinn stiffened visibly and slowly stood. He turned and swiftly drew a sword out of thin air. He immediately lunged for Jareth and only his quick reflexes had saved him. Gavinn smiled crookedly as he stated, "I accept."
"Thanks for the warning," Jareth growled.
Then the swords were biting each other fiercely, each time the blades met in a loud metallic whine that screamed through out the room.
Gavinn was a good sword fighter. His posture was perfect and his strokes precise, but he had never been trained personally by Celeste.
Jareth had, and that gave him the upper hand. His strikes barely missed Gavinn's vulnerable areas each time.
Suddenly, Gavinn got hold of the notion that he may not win this fight. Swiftly disappearing before Jareth's eyes, he reappeared behind Sarah. His right hand went around her throat and his sword draped around her waist.
Gavinn laughed cruelly when he saw the expression of hopelessness on Jareth's face. "I've got the damsel in distress. Now what are you going to-" He said in a sing-song voice.
He never got to finish. Sarah was no longer a damsel in distress, not this time around. Using a move Celeste had taught her, she rammed her elbow into his wrist forcing him to drop the sword. With the tip of her boot she lifted it up and caught it with her right hand.
"I'm not a damsel. Not this time. Sorry Gavinn, wrong story." Sarah snarled before lunging at him. Their swords clashed as he pulled a new sword out of thin air.
"Aw look how cute, the baby cub has claws…"
Sarah was tired of being called weak, she was tired of being looked down on, and she was tired of being seen as pathetic. And she was just plain mad. She lunged and lunged and lunged. Soon, she found she wasn't alone in attacking Gavinn, Jareth was at her side, fighting with her.
Gavinn felt cornered. Sarah was skilled and Jareth was, well, Jareth. But Gavinn saw his chance. He noticed that Sarah kept her left side open. He dodged Jareth's next blow and slashed Sarah from elbow to shoulder. Sarah dropped the sword in shock and held onto the gapping wound. She waited for it to close but it remained open. The sword, she realized, was iron; death to all magical creatures.
Jareth shocked from Sarah's wound, didn't pay attention to his opponent. He had forgotten a very important rule…
Never turn your back on a dodge ball game-
Because you'll get hit - hard.
Gavinn's face turned to that of greedy satisfaction. He went for the killing blow when a new sword met his blade. And Celeste was holding the handle.
Celeste had pushed Jareth out of the way as she met Gavinn's blade. She had picked up Sarah's discarded sword and rushed into the fire. She had done this often in battle, through out her life. But this time she had a feeling she was going to get burned.
"Celeste, I can't remember the last time you and I dueled. Quite a good match I would say. Just like we were made for each other," he emphasized while he dealt her another blow.
"I would never stoop so low to be your match," she said through gritted teeth.
She was afraid. She was weak, hurt, and terribly frightened. These were the times when she wished she still had Gabriel's arms to comfort her. She was dead if she didn't pay attention. But she was so tired, so damn exhausted. She was ready to sleep, just curl up in a ball and drift into that comfortable oblivion.
Her head dropped and Gavinn noticed. She was far too weak, easy prey. In a quick move he tripped her up, removed her sword from her hand, and caught her head before it hit the ground.
"Now, my precious kitten, it is time to give in," he purred.
She smiled seductively then spat in his face, "I'd die first."
"I've tried so hard to get you to understand that no one else will love you. I wanted you to be my queen. There is so much I could have shown you, given you. Now all I will give you is death! Goodbye my sweet, see you in hell!"
He brought his sword down to decapitate her in one swift movement when he froze. A look of utter pain and confusion clouded his face. Celeste knew what had happened; she felt the tip of the iron blade tickling her navel.
She looked up at her savior, her love, and her enemy. She sighed in complete hopelessness, "Oh, Gabriel…"
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CS: **is walking up the stairs to her bedroom** So, my faithful readers, please review, I would like it very much so if you did! **smiles kindly** Now for some good old fashion relaxation.
**notices noises and banging sounds coming from her bedroom** Oh man, is MAD chasing Jareth around again?
**peeks in, then slams the door and turns towards the readers with her cheeks bright red**
Um... yeah read and review please. I will be um going now.
**walks off towards the bathroom** My EYES! My virgin eyes- the PAIN! SEEEEEEERING!
;P Review please!
ta-ta,
C