Okay! This is my first laby fanfic, so be nice!! I have
loved the Labyrinth my entire life, and seriously wish it were real…sigh. Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do
with David Bowie…though he would've actually been cute if he had lost the long
hair…and maybe put on a larger pant size...ahem, yes, well, this is my
story. I do not own any of the
characters, though Mr. Hammill is named after a real guy…heehee. So, about this fanfic. Excuse me if you notice a few stereotypes in
the school, but I couldn't help it.
Please don't tell me who they are, I already know and have tried to keep
their roles as small as possible so as not to offend anyone. But remember, though everyone says there
isn't, they really do exist in real schools, so they do here as well. This is a J/S fic, {as if you couldn't
tell,} and so without further ado, I present: JARETH--KING OF THE GOBLINS and
also, our friend…SARAH WILLIAMS!!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chapter One:
Remembering~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Fear can turn to love, you'll learn to see to
Find the man
behind the monster, this…
Repulsive carcass
who burns in hell yet
Secretly, yearns
for heaven…
Secretly…
Secretly…"
From "The Phantom Of
the Opera"
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Sarah Williams was going into
her junior year. She was parked outside
of Middleton High, and was silently wondering what to do next. Should she be late for her first class, like
she was last year? And continue my
record for being the tardiest student this school has ever seen? She thought.
No. I can't do that
again. Not after all the
detentions. Karen would freak. She thought of her stepmother, Karen,
yelling at her for getting more detentions.
"What a way you start the school year!!" She heard her shouting. She giggled and thought about her little
brother, Toby. He's not so bad
now. She thought to herself. OF course, how can I tell? He hasn't
reached the terrible twos yet! A
surge of excitement went through her again.
Junior year! She thought
to herself. At last!!! She sat in her car, thinking about all that
had occurred to her in the past year. Not
too much… She said to herself. Sophomore year…the year her entire life was
changed. The year she wished Toby away. The year she met Jareth. She quickly focused her mind on her
courses. I can't spend all my time
thinking about that. She scolded
herself. I don't have time to focus
on Goblins and things. But then she
asked herself what it was she was really avoiding. Jareth? No, She
thought hesitantly. He certainly
can't be what I'm avoiding… A
sudden ringing sound made her jump and hit her head on the car roof. "Ow!"
She shouted. "Damn! I'm going to
be late!!" She jumped out of the car
and ran into the building. She didn't
even see the large barn owl watch her running and dropping things on her way
inside. Or how it seemed to recognize
her as it flew around the other side of the building and perched outside of Mr.
Hammill's chemistry lab.
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"Well, well, well. I see our friend Miss Sarah hasn't changed
one bit since last year. Your five
minutes late, Sarah." Sarah stood in the
doorway of her homeroom, staring at all of the students smirking at her. "Sorry…" she said quietly while taking her
seat in the second row. "M-my car ran
out of gas." Mr. Hammill simpered at
her from his place behind the desk. "I
see…" He said simply. Sarah had the
nagging feeling he didn't believe the story.
Of course, she hadn't put on a very good face. Next time she would have to speak more confidently, be more sure
of herself. "Always convince your
audience!" a kind voice said in her
mind. Mom…she thought sadly.
I wish you were here. Memories of
standing on the well-worn stage in Middleton Theatre, standing in the spotlight
while her mother coached her on how to act.
How she missed those days. Her
mother's kind words…getting up next to Sarah on the stage and showing her how
to pose for the cameras…
But those days were gone, and she shook herself back to the room
in which she stood. The room that
reeked of alcohol and sterile cleaning agents.
The room that reminded her of a hospital. She shivered. She didn't
want to think about that either.
Suddenly she realized that someone was staring at her. She looked around wildly, but saw no one
looking her way. Everyone was doing
something. She could see Harriet, the
class nerd, reading a book on: "The Idiots Guide to Computers for the
Genius" Sarah wanted to giggle, but decided she would get more stares if
she did. She looked to her left, where
Bill, the class jock made eyes at the girl sitting next to him. Sarah looked around like this for a while,
until her gaze fell open the window.
She jumped and nearly fell out of her seat. Outside the window was a barn owl, staring right at her. That's silly. She told herself. Owls don't stare.
But the more she stared at it, the more she felt it was looking right
back at her. Then a sudden wave of
familiarity came over her and she remembered things she had tried not to think
about.
"I hit something!
Yes? No?"
"You have no power
over me…"
"The name's Hoggle…"
"It bit me!"
"Ludo…scared…"
"Fear me, love me,
do as I say and I will be your slave."
The last voice ripped at her
heart. How she had wanted to say yes…but
to lose Toby for it? "No." she
whispered aloud, staring at the owl. It
blinked back at her. The silence was
loud. The only sound was an occasional pop
of a bubble gum bubble and the turning of a magazine page. Just as she thought she would die from lack
of sound, the sudden ringing sound of the bell of the school jolted her back to
reality. Realizing she had planned to
finish her homework during homeroom, she groaned and stepped out of her seat,
glaring at the owl. "I won't change my
life because of what happened." She
told the owl. "I won't." With that, Sarah Williams strode confidently
out of homeroom and into the hustling, bustling hallway within Middleton High.
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The day dragged on. She tried not to be late for any more
classes, but found herself day-dreaming all day. Not about…that place, of course, but about what she would do with
her life, how she would act someday with a great acting troupe somewhere. The more she thought about acting, the more
she thought about her mother, Linda.
She thought about how, for her 13th birthday, her mother had
given her a ring with a Sapphire on it…Sarah's birthstone. It was so beautiful…she then got a
stony-faced look. But then I gave it
away in the Labyrinth…to that stupid two-headed guy who didn't help me
anyway. She wondered if it was
still there…lost somewhere in the endless passages within the Labyrinth. She then realized she had a class to go to
and rushed down the stairs to her the gymnasium, where her Drama class
occurred. It was the only place she
could be herself. Or, she
thought to herself while grinning a half-smile, where I can be who I am
not…but who I want to be. She
walked in the door a few minutes late, but this was the only class she had
nothing to fear. For in this room were
people whom she could count on, who she could laugh with and act with. Fellow actors and actresses. And the wonderful Mrs. Paige. "AH!
Here is our diva now!! How are you, my dear?" Mrs. Paige asked softly, as though afraid she would hurt Sarah's
ears if she talked any louder. "I'm
fine, Mrs. Paige. How are you?"
Mrs. Paige hurried to the middle of the room while answering:
"Never better, dear, never better. And
now!" She called to the classroom. "Now I will announce the play for this
year!" Everyone seemed to move to the
edge of their seats, or stood with attention if standing. "I received an anonymous phone-call a few
weeks ago from a famous director somewhere in England…I never did learn his
name. But anyway, he said that there
was a play that has been released a long time ago, many years before any of you
were born. He told me all about it, and
after consulting my horoscope, the fates have declared it!" she shouted. "This year's play shall be…The Labyrinth!"
Sarah nearly fell down as the rest of the students clapped. "The play should be interesting, seeing as
how the parts are relatively simple, but the special effects are amazingly
hard." Sarah still couldn't believe
this was happening. The Labyrinth? She questioned the air. Here?
But no one answered her as Mrs. Paige continued. "I think we already
know who will be playing the lead role this year." She said, throwing a wink in Sarah's direction. "However, I am distraught trying to figure
out who will play the lead role for the boys."
Sarah felt her throat tighten. No
one can pull it off. She
thought. None of these guys have the
capabilities to pull off that role.
Mrs. Paige sighed. "We will hold
the auditions anyway. Since we have a
whole class period today, we will do them now. I will give you all playbooks tomorrow, but I have a sheet for
the lines you must do right here.
Alright. Who is trying out for
the role of Jareth?" At least all of
the boys hands went up. Who wouldn't
want the lead role? "Oh dear. Well, we'll see how quickly we can do this. Adam, why don't you try first?" Sarah sniggered along with a few
others. He was a tall, thin, lanky boy
with red hair and glasses that constantly slid down his nose. He accepted the page of lines and began
reciting them, while trying to decide on a pitch to do them on, and basically
butchering the lines altogether.
Sarah stopped paying attention to
him and stared out the window. There
was the owl again. Why is it
everywhere I go? She asked
silently. Why can't I get away from
it? She thought about this for a
long time, until she realized she had been daydreaming and the last boy was
already reciting his lines. "Oh dear."
Said Mrs. Paige. "Just as I
thought. None of you are suited for the
part. We're going to have to bring in
an adult actor…possibly more for other parts if necessary." She saw the worried
look on various faces and added: "You all look like adults anyway," she said,
"so it won't be too much of a problem."
The boys groaned and gave Sarah a knowing glance, as though daring her
to ask otherwise. Mrs. Paige looked at
Sarah. "Why don't we start off the
parts for Cassandra? As the diva
already, we know you will most likely get the part, but," she said with a
knowing glance, "you never know what will come your way." Sarah sighed and stepped forward. As Mrs. Paige handed her the page, she pushed
it back. "My mother did this play. I know all of the lines. Any scene in particular you want me to
do?" Mrs. Paige looked tickled. "Ooo…if the late Mrs. Williams could do this
play, we are sure to be a success! Why
don't you do the ending for us! John,
you recite Jareth's lines." John, a
tall and burly brown-headed boy, stood up and grinned. "Sure."
He winked at Sarah and Sarah groaned.
As if I like you back anyway.
She stepped forward and stretched,
and prepared herself for her first line.
Sa she said it, the room seemed to dissolve, and once again she was
standing in the Escher room, surrounded by the weave of steps and
doorways. "Give me the child. Through dangers untold, and hardships
unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the goblin city to
take back the child whom you have stolen…for my will is as strong as yours, and
my kingdom as great…" But as Sarah went
to say the next line, she found she could not.
For the next line was what had sent Jareth away forever. But that's what I wanted? Wasn't it? She asked herself cautiously. No, what I wanted was Toby back. Another voice seemed to come to her
mind. Her mother's voice on stage,
telling her to say the next line. "Sarah,
say the next line. Sarah? Sarah?" With a sudden jolt she realized her mother
hadn't said it, Mrs. Paige had. "Uh—oh. You have no power over me." With that, everyone in the room jumped as they
heard a loud blast of thunder outside that shook the gym. "Whoa." John said slowly. "Talk about special effects." But Sarah didn't hear. For Sarah had run out of the gym, crying.
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