Disclaimer and such in first two parts. Co-written with a good friend Dee LdySita1@aol.com, we
hope you enjoy it!
UFOs, Little Grey Men and a Labyrinth
Written by Jade and Dee
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Dungeon of the Goblin King
Time Unidentifiable
Scully leaned against the wall, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light. She could hear water
dripping from somewhere and sounds of scraping against stone. She tried not to think of what
could be behind the scraping, knowing that it was most likely a rodent of some kind. Her
breathing kept the silence at bay as she pondered her situation. She was definitely in the wrong
place, and hoped she wouldn't be there at the wrong time, when Jareth would come for her.
Sighing softly, she pushed off the wall and walked toward the heavy wooden door. Peering
through the bars, she saw a small form sitting on the floor across the way and a glimmer of hope
sparked to life. Her hand slipped through the bars easily, as she tried to find her voice.
"You there!" she called, hitting her palm against the door.
The little goblin startled awake, blinking it's wide eyes back at her in surprise. Groaning, it slowly
got to it's feet, and began to walk away in the hopes of finding somewhere quieter to finish his
nap.
"Wait a minute! Stop right there," she called out to deaf ears. She somehow knew that there
wasn't anyone that would help her out of this mess, but Mulder. "Mulder, where are you?" she
whisphered.
Once the goblin disappeared and she was faced with silence once again, Scully pulled her hand
back in and wrapped her arms around herself in comfort. Reaching up to the necklace that hung
around her neck, her fingers captured the cross and she tried to hold onto her faith. She wanted
so much to believe that everything would be alright, but deep down, she wasn'tso sure. Her very
existence hung in the balance of Mulder's abilities.
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Hours and many steps later, Mulder found himself entering a new section of the Labyrinth. The
green hedges were trimmed to perfection and he noted that far off in the distance sat the castle,
towers spiraling toward the sky. Glancing around to see everything the same as it was before, he
walked forward with determination.
Mulder stopped short as the path he was following suddenly wasn't there anymore. Right before
his very eyes the Labyrinth morphed, the features of the elegant maze altering with time. "What a
day I'm having," Mulder stated, shaking his head. What he thought would be a simple task has
now turned into fight for survival. He had to get to that castle, and his time was trickling away as
he stood there contemplating everything. He had no time to waste.
Thinking over the many puzzles and enigmatic things he had studied, he was certain that he could
unravel this mystery. All he had to do was take what characteristics he already knew of this place
and match them with one of those he's studied over the years. He was bound to find a match inat
least one of them.
Walking steadily along, he watched the surroundings closely, noting any sudden changes now that
might change his way of thinking. Before he knew it, he entered into a small open space where a
chair sat tall against the background of green. Sitting upon it, one leg draped over the arm
leisurely, was a blonde girl snoozing the day away.
Mulder looked over the scene for any clues to the identity of this person. Walking closer, he
inspected her appearance but took a step back when she mumbled something under her breath as
her eyes slowly opened to look back at him. Stretching her arms, she attempted to sit up when
she noticed where she was.
"What the-?" she started, ignoring the man standing in front of her. "How the hell did I get
here?!" she exclaimed, then quieted when she kicked over a bottle to send it rolling toward
Mulder's feet. "And just who might you be?" she flashed an evil grin at him, now acknowledging
she was not alone.
"I'm Special Agent Mulder of the FBI," he began butstopped at her laughter.
"FBI? Here?" she laughed.
"What's so funny?" he asked, then continued when she didn't reply. "You are?" he questioned.
"Essy. I'm a Sith Lord, and soon you will do my bidding," she stated, her voice cool as stone.
"Really?" Mulder mocked. "Well great and mighty Sith Lord, what can you tell me of the Goblin
King?" he asked.
"Depends, what do you want to know?" she shot back, starting to walk away through the
passages with Mulder tagging along behind.
"Do you answer every question with a question?" he mused.
"No, but I can if you like," she replied, keeping her pace.
"Does this Jareth have any family? Friends?" Mulder asked,keeping in step with her.
"Ha!" she burst out, laughing again. "You sure don't have a clue about Jareth, do you? What did
you say your name was again?"
"Mulder," he replied.
"Well, Mulder, seems as though you have a problem," she shot back. "I'm not ticking him off. I
wind up waking up in the oddest places when I do. Who knows where it might be next time?"
"So Jareth left you there?" he inquired, pulling out his little notepad once again.
"Yep," she replied, grabbing the paper from his hand and tossing it behind them. "Use the force
Mulder, follow your instincts. And if that doesn't work, you could give yourself to the dark side,"
she grinned. "Yes, your anger could make you strong."
"The dark side?" he replied, amusement in his voice.
Essy stopped suddenly. Her features darkening at his last words. "I would strike you down if
Jareth hadn't taken my saber from me. Better watch your back Mulder," she grinned evilly. "I
am a Master of the dark side of the force. I do bad things, and I enjoy it."
This was certainly the strangest place he had ever been. And there are people who say the X-Files
are strange, they should come here for a few hours. Loosening his tie, he had the feeling it was
going to be one of the longest twenty-four hours he had ever witnessed.
hope you enjoy it!
UFOs, Little Grey Men and a Labyrinth
Written by Jade and Dee
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
* * *
Dungeon of the Goblin King
Time Unidentifiable
Scully leaned against the wall, her eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light. She could hear water
dripping from somewhere and sounds of scraping against stone. She tried not to think of what
could be behind the scraping, knowing that it was most likely a rodent of some kind. Her
breathing kept the silence at bay as she pondered her situation. She was definitely in the wrong
place, and hoped she wouldn't be there at the wrong time, when Jareth would come for her.
Sighing softly, she pushed off the wall and walked toward the heavy wooden door. Peering
through the bars, she saw a small form sitting on the floor across the way and a glimmer of hope
sparked to life. Her hand slipped through the bars easily, as she tried to find her voice.
"You there!" she called, hitting her palm against the door.
The little goblin startled awake, blinking it's wide eyes back at her in surprise. Groaning, it slowly
got to it's feet, and began to walk away in the hopes of finding somewhere quieter to finish his
nap.
"Wait a minute! Stop right there," she called out to deaf ears. She somehow knew that there
wasn't anyone that would help her out of this mess, but Mulder. "Mulder, where are you?" she
whisphered.
Once the goblin disappeared and she was faced with silence once again, Scully pulled her hand
back in and wrapped her arms around herself in comfort. Reaching up to the necklace that hung
around her neck, her fingers captured the cross and she tried to hold onto her faith. She wanted
so much to believe that everything would be alright, but deep down, she wasn'tso sure. Her very
existence hung in the balance of Mulder's abilities.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hours and many steps later, Mulder found himself entering a new section of the Labyrinth. The
green hedges were trimmed to perfection and he noted that far off in the distance sat the castle,
towers spiraling toward the sky. Glancing around to see everything the same as it was before, he
walked forward with determination.
Mulder stopped short as the path he was following suddenly wasn't there anymore. Right before
his very eyes the Labyrinth morphed, the features of the elegant maze altering with time. "What a
day I'm having," Mulder stated, shaking his head. What he thought would be a simple task has
now turned into fight for survival. He had to get to that castle, and his time was trickling away as
he stood there contemplating everything. He had no time to waste.
Thinking over the many puzzles and enigmatic things he had studied, he was certain that he could
unravel this mystery. All he had to do was take what characteristics he already knew of this place
and match them with one of those he's studied over the years. He was bound to find a match inat
least one of them.
Walking steadily along, he watched the surroundings closely, noting any sudden changes now that
might change his way of thinking. Before he knew it, he entered into a small open space where a
chair sat tall against the background of green. Sitting upon it, one leg draped over the arm
leisurely, was a blonde girl snoozing the day away.
Mulder looked over the scene for any clues to the identity of this person. Walking closer, he
inspected her appearance but took a step back when she mumbled something under her breath as
her eyes slowly opened to look back at him. Stretching her arms, she attempted to sit up when
she noticed where she was.
"What the-?" she started, ignoring the man standing in front of her. "How the hell did I get
here?!" she exclaimed, then quieted when she kicked over a bottle to send it rolling toward
Mulder's feet. "And just who might you be?" she flashed an evil grin at him, now acknowledging
she was not alone.
"I'm Special Agent Mulder of the FBI," he began butstopped at her laughter.
"FBI? Here?" she laughed.
"What's so funny?" he asked, then continued when she didn't reply. "You are?" he questioned.
"Essy. I'm a Sith Lord, and soon you will do my bidding," she stated, her voice cool as stone.
"Really?" Mulder mocked. "Well great and mighty Sith Lord, what can you tell me of the Goblin
King?" he asked.
"Depends, what do you want to know?" she shot back, starting to walk away through the
passages with Mulder tagging along behind.
"Do you answer every question with a question?" he mused.
"No, but I can if you like," she replied, keeping her pace.
"Does this Jareth have any family? Friends?" Mulder asked,keeping in step with her.
"Ha!" she burst out, laughing again. "You sure don't have a clue about Jareth, do you? What did
you say your name was again?"
"Mulder," he replied.
"Well, Mulder, seems as though you have a problem," she shot back. "I'm not ticking him off. I
wind up waking up in the oddest places when I do. Who knows where it might be next time?"
"So Jareth left you there?" he inquired, pulling out his little notepad once again.
"Yep," she replied, grabbing the paper from his hand and tossing it behind them. "Use the force
Mulder, follow your instincts. And if that doesn't work, you could give yourself to the dark side,"
she grinned. "Yes, your anger could make you strong."
"The dark side?" he replied, amusement in his voice.
Essy stopped suddenly. Her features darkening at his last words. "I would strike you down if
Jareth hadn't taken my saber from me. Better watch your back Mulder," she grinned evilly. "I
am a Master of the dark side of the force. I do bad things, and I enjoy it."
This was certainly the strangest place he had ever been. And there are people who say the X-Files
are strange, they should come here for a few hours. Loosening his tie, he had the feeling it was
going to be one of the longest twenty-four hours he had ever witnessed.