History Repeats Itself But It Can Be Fixed

I don't own Jareth or anything other character fro the 1986 movie. I do not own the Labyrinth either. I do, however, own Rillian and Jo. They are mine and so is this story of them.

"I wish the Goblins would come and take me away right now. I wish the Goblins would come and take me away right now. I wish the Goblins would come and take me away right now! Damn!"

These, were the words of a frustrated 14 year old girl that, well, how should I say this, wishes that Goblins would come and take her away. Every night Jo would wish she could get into the Labyrinth, a place of magic and mischief, a place where all her dreams would come true. Labyrinth was her favorite movie and she would do everything in life so she could get to the end of the day and wish. Jo didn't know that she was saying the wrong words.

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The Goblin King was staring at his crystal ball. It was depicting a beautiful young teen girl frustrated, sitting on her bed. Yeah, it was Jo.

"Damn mortals," Jareth said out loud, "don't they know I don't do this anymore?"

Jareth threw down his crystal and looked out of his window at the Labyrinth.

"Every year, the Labyrinth grows bigger, more detailed, more tough to get through," the Goblin King looked away from his Labyrinth, "I don't even know it anymore,"

"And do you not even know your own son anymore?" A boy of about fifteen was suddenly in Jareth's room. He was so handsome, with his father's mismatched eyes, and wearing an outfit the Goblin King himself once wore when he was a young Goblin Prince.

"Rillian," Jareth turned to look at his son, "I do know you, why would you question that?"

"Do you know that I too can see into those crystal balls, father," Prince Rillian walked a little closer to his father, "you shouldn't leave them around,"

"I have suspected your powers were growing. So tell me, what do you see?"

"I see that girl you were just looking at. I see her many times.she is the only thing I can see. She makes me feel.I don't know.I feel a special connection to her somehow," Rillian turned to look at the Labyrinth. "Can I meet her?" he said turning to the Goblin King.

"No," the Goblin King replied almost as if trying to cut off Rillian's thoughts, "you must not meet her."

There was silence as the sun was going down over the Labyrinth.

Jareth broke the silence, "I have made that mistake once, I don't want you to repeat it,"

"You're not talking about that mortal girl, Sarah, are you?" Rillian asked.

"It's none of your concern who I'm talking about," Jareth then recalled Rillian's question, "you say mortal as if it were a bad thing. Do you not know that the girl you observe is mortal too?"

Rillian was speechless. He was sure that there was a strange unearthly beauty about her.

Jareth looked to his son and laughed, "I guess your powers aren't as strong as I thought,"

Rillian turned on his heel and left the room without a word, except, he managed to grab one of those crystal balls that just happened to be lying around.