DISCLAIMER: I claim Gorbath and all of his army. The rest is just wishful thinking.
Chapter 11
"Where is he?"
The Warlord stroked his chin thoughtfully as he leered at Sarah. He apparently decided to ignore her question and after a moment Sarah folded her arms angrily and glared at the wall. She wished she could kick something, but the only other person in the throne room was Gorbath and that, as enticing as it sounded, was probably a bad idea. She glared at the Warlord and imagined slamming her foot into his sly face. Gorbath grinned suddenly.
"Now, Lady Sarah, I can not have you wearing those rags in my palace." He gestured idly towards her.
"It's not your palace, you-" Sarah gasped as she realized she was now wearing a simple white dress instead of her comfortable jeans and sweater. "What?" she asked in confusion. Gorbath stepped of the dais and walked towards her.
"Come now, Sarah! You are going to be my queen." Sarah backed away from the Warlord hastily.
"No way! There is no way I would ever be anything to you, let along your queen! Never!" she shouted angrily, forgetting her fear. The Warlord's face darkened.
"Sarah," he warned. "Don't defy me." The words echoed through Sarah's head. She sniffed and glowered disdainfully at Gorbath.
"You have no power over me."
"Oh, don't I?" Gorbath waved his hand and a child appeared at his feet.
"Toby!" Sarah cried. The boy looked around in bewilderment, his eyes falling on Sarah.
"Sarah!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet. Before either of them had moved, the Warlord grabbed Toby's arm, pulling him roughly backwards.
"No!" Sarah cried. The Warlord smirked at her.
"You wouldn't dare defy my, would you Sarah?" She stared mutely at her brother, tears gathering in her eyes. Gorbath laughed harshly when he noticed. "How perfect! You will obey me to protect your brother, and Jareth will obey me to protect you. The power of this land will be mine by nightfall!" He quieted suddenly and glared at Sarah.
"I will only ask once more." He said quietly. "Will you be my queen?"
Toby's eyes were very wide and Sarah couldn't seem to look away from them. Gorbath's words felt like blows and she felt frozen in place by them. Gorbath's eyes narrowed.
"So be it," he growled. He tightened his grip on the boy. Toby gasped.
"CHARGE!!" Sarah jumped in surprise and Gorbath spun, startled.
Nothing could have surprised him more than seeing a small fox, riding a dog and leveling a lance, charging towards him. Gorbath raised a hand to summon his magic, but it was too late. Didymus's spear rammed into the Warlord, knocking him backwards. As he fell he lost his grip on Toby, who jumped away from the tumbling giant and ran to his sister.
Sarah wrapped her arms around him with a glad sigh. She stared at Gorbath in shock. Had Sir Didymus really just defeated the great Warlord who had nearly conquered the Labyrinth? A big shape hurtled towards her.
"Sarah!" Ludo roared gathering Sarah and Toby into a great Ludo-sized hug. Looking around, she spotted Hoggle, the Wise Man, and a few others she remembered from her time in the Labyrinth. Then she saw the crumpled form they were guarding.
"Jareth?" Sarah gasped. Separating herself from Toby and Ludo, she rushed across the room to him. He lay so still she wandered if he was still alive. She touched his face lightly and he opened his eyes.
"Sarah," he whispered weakly.
"It's alright. We're safe now," she said, smiling gently at him. Someone chuckled behind her. Whirling, she saw the Warlord had stumbled to his feet, blood dripping from the bottom of his black breastplate.
"Safe? I think not," he mused. "This kingdom will be mine!" He staggered, reaching for his sword.
"Sarah..." The word was barely a whisper. Turning back to Jareth, she saw that he was holding up his pendant in one hand. She glanced at it and the met his eyes worriedly.
"Touch it," he whispered. Sarah heard the sound of a sword being drawn behind her.
"No!" the Warlord roared.
"Do it," Jareth rasped. "Take my magic. I can't fight him anymore. I'm too exhausted." Sarah heard heavy feet pounding towards her. She looked calmly into Jareth's eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of him." Her hand closed over the pendant. It vanished with a sparkle, reappearing around Sarah's neck. With a sigh, Jareth's eyes closed.
"My Lady!" Sir Didymus yelled.
"Look out, Sarah!" Toby cried.
Sarah spun around and there was a blinding flash of light.
End Chapter Eleven.
Chapter 11
"Where is he?"
The Warlord stroked his chin thoughtfully as he leered at Sarah. He apparently decided to ignore her question and after a moment Sarah folded her arms angrily and glared at the wall. She wished she could kick something, but the only other person in the throne room was Gorbath and that, as enticing as it sounded, was probably a bad idea. She glared at the Warlord and imagined slamming her foot into his sly face. Gorbath grinned suddenly.
"Now, Lady Sarah, I can not have you wearing those rags in my palace." He gestured idly towards her.
"It's not your palace, you-" Sarah gasped as she realized she was now wearing a simple white dress instead of her comfortable jeans and sweater. "What?" she asked in confusion. Gorbath stepped of the dais and walked towards her.
"Come now, Sarah! You are going to be my queen." Sarah backed away from the Warlord hastily.
"No way! There is no way I would ever be anything to you, let along your queen! Never!" she shouted angrily, forgetting her fear. The Warlord's face darkened.
"Sarah," he warned. "Don't defy me." The words echoed through Sarah's head. She sniffed and glowered disdainfully at Gorbath.
"You have no power over me."
"Oh, don't I?" Gorbath waved his hand and a child appeared at his feet.
"Toby!" Sarah cried. The boy looked around in bewilderment, his eyes falling on Sarah.
"Sarah!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet. Before either of them had moved, the Warlord grabbed Toby's arm, pulling him roughly backwards.
"No!" Sarah cried. The Warlord smirked at her.
"You wouldn't dare defy my, would you Sarah?" She stared mutely at her brother, tears gathering in her eyes. Gorbath laughed harshly when he noticed. "How perfect! You will obey me to protect your brother, and Jareth will obey me to protect you. The power of this land will be mine by nightfall!" He quieted suddenly and glared at Sarah.
"I will only ask once more." He said quietly. "Will you be my queen?"
Toby's eyes were very wide and Sarah couldn't seem to look away from them. Gorbath's words felt like blows and she felt frozen in place by them. Gorbath's eyes narrowed.
"So be it," he growled. He tightened his grip on the boy. Toby gasped.
"CHARGE!!" Sarah jumped in surprise and Gorbath spun, startled.
Nothing could have surprised him more than seeing a small fox, riding a dog and leveling a lance, charging towards him. Gorbath raised a hand to summon his magic, but it was too late. Didymus's spear rammed into the Warlord, knocking him backwards. As he fell he lost his grip on Toby, who jumped away from the tumbling giant and ran to his sister.
Sarah wrapped her arms around him with a glad sigh. She stared at Gorbath in shock. Had Sir Didymus really just defeated the great Warlord who had nearly conquered the Labyrinth? A big shape hurtled towards her.
"Sarah!" Ludo roared gathering Sarah and Toby into a great Ludo-sized hug. Looking around, she spotted Hoggle, the Wise Man, and a few others she remembered from her time in the Labyrinth. Then she saw the crumpled form they were guarding.
"Jareth?" Sarah gasped. Separating herself from Toby and Ludo, she rushed across the room to him. He lay so still she wandered if he was still alive. She touched his face lightly and he opened his eyes.
"Sarah," he whispered weakly.
"It's alright. We're safe now," she said, smiling gently at him. Someone chuckled behind her. Whirling, she saw the Warlord had stumbled to his feet, blood dripping from the bottom of his black breastplate.
"Safe? I think not," he mused. "This kingdom will be mine!" He staggered, reaching for his sword.
"Sarah..." The word was barely a whisper. Turning back to Jareth, she saw that he was holding up his pendant in one hand. She glanced at it and the met his eyes worriedly.
"Touch it," he whispered. Sarah heard the sound of a sword being drawn behind her.
"No!" the Warlord roared.
"Do it," Jareth rasped. "Take my magic. I can't fight him anymore. I'm too exhausted." Sarah heard heavy feet pounding towards her. She looked calmly into Jareth's eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of him." Her hand closed over the pendant. It vanished with a sparkle, reappearing around Sarah's neck. With a sigh, Jareth's eyes closed.
"My Lady!" Sir Didymus yelled.
"Look out, Sarah!" Toby cried.
Sarah spun around and there was a blinding flash of light.
End Chapter Eleven.