History Repeats Itself Chapter 8
Oh yeah, I don't own Labyrinth (Hey Angie *wink wink*, you know what I'm talking about. Oh yeah. Uh huh! Uh huh! *Does a little touchdown dance! *). Umm, yeah! O! I do own Rillian, Jo, and Gabriel. You can't take them. But if you must (which I'm sure you won't), please ask me first. Okay people, if you read this and don't review, I'm going to get pissed! And I will ask my good friends of the Underground to tell me if you haven't reviewed. Anyway, I'm pretty sure this chapter is going to get a little sexual, so yay! Here we go...
No Matter How Handsome
Rillian had just had much learning from his father. The Prince looked at his father.
"Wait," he said putting down around ten books, "so you're telling me that you have a brother. No, two brothers. One rules 'Malevol', and the other rules 'Benevol'. You're the ruler of what was it?"
" 'Facilit', " the King aided,
"Right, 'Facilit'. And you are the mediator of the Underground. Wait. I'm, a little confused. The 'Benevol', the good, is part of the Underground? Wouldn't that be Heaven?"
"No, no," the King corrected, "Heaven is bliss. 'Benevol' is just good,"
"Ah, okay," the Prince seemed impatient. Finally he burst out, "What does this have to do with Jo being taken by evil, and us not doing anything about it,"
"Look," he tried to explain to his son without screaming, "my brother is ruling 'Evil'. I don't have any power over him. I'm older now. When Sarah defeated me, I lost immortality. I don't have enough power to defeat my brother. He is still immortal...Although, I have heard rumors. But never mind the rumors. I wouldn't be able to defeat him anyway. I know he has a son, A little older than you. He is rising up to power. He must have taken Jo."
"Oh, that's great," said Rillian sarcastically, "where's the door to Malevol?"
"Please, ask the right question,"
"O sorry. Pulled a Sarah," Rillian cleared his throat, "How do I get into Malevol?"
"I'm worried about you," Jareth said standing up,
"What? Do you think I cannot face evil?"
"I don't know if your powers are strong enough yet. I want you to come back alive. Not with your head cut off and on a platter. You're not immortal either."
"I know that," Rillian said standing up to face his father, "but I can do this,"
There was silence. The two of them just stared at each other. The father not knowing if his son could do it, and the son not knowing if his father would bestow this upon him.
"You love her, don't you?" the King asked,
"I think that is what that feeling is, don't you? I don't want anything to happen to her."
"Well, let us get a crystal and find out a way to get into Malevol."
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Jo woke up in a bed too large for her and her whole slumber party friends to fit in. She looked around and noticed a few things. The first thing was that the room scared the living shit out of her. It was so dark. With colors of purple, black, blue, and silver, the room gave off a very eerie feeling. There were dressers of wood painted to match the room's creepiness. There was a window to her right that showed the rest of this "Evil Kingdom." The second thing she became aware of was what woke her up. To her left sitting on a great black chair was Gabriel playing some type of flute. Jo gulped as he finished the song wondering what he was going to do with her. She backed away on the bed.
"Hello," Gabriel said putting his flute down, "did you rest well, my sweet?"
Gabriel walked towards the bed. Jo backed away to the other side of the bed.
"Stay away from me," Jo said frantically pulling the sheets over her half bare body. *He must have put this nightgown on me.*
"Jo, Jo," he said looking down at the floor, "I was hoping I didn't have to do this to you,"
"Do what?" Jo asked in fear,
"This," Gabriel went close to Jo and put his hand in front of her.
"Wait," Jo screamed. Jo remembered one of her favorite shows Charmed. She pulled a Piper by throwing her arms up in the air freezing Gabriel.
"Wow," Jo took advantage of the frozen bad guy, and got off the bed as quickly as possible. But, since her powers were not strong yet, Gabriel came out of it before she had a chance to stand up.
"Ooh, nice little power you have there. I'll have it in a short while. Now where was I? Oh, yes." Gabriel shaped his right hand as if holding on to something. Instantly, a hand shaped, metal shackle was on each of Jo's hands. Gabriel went over to the other side of the bed, and grabbed Jo from the ground as if it was the easiest thing in the world. He put her on the bed. Jo was struggling against Gabriel. He snapped his fingers and chains hooked on to something behind her were connected to the shackle on Jo's wrists. She had been taking Martial Arts for some time, and her dancing made her legs very strong. Since her legs were free, she kicked up and hit Gabriel in the head.
"Shit," Gabriel screamed, "how dare you!" He made the shape with his hands again, and snapped his fingers and Jo's ankles had the same fate as her wrists. "I don't want to hurt you, Jo,"
"You're hurting me right now," Jo screamed, "let me go,"
"Temper, temper," Gabriel said getting off the bed, "until I can get rid of your powers for good, you'll be staying like this." He leaned over Jo and looked at her in the eyes. He touched her breasts and Jo struggled to get his hands off of her." he pressed his lips against Jo's. Jo turned her head away. "Fine. Maybe you don't like me now, but you will. You'll have to. You won't have any choice. It's not like some other Prince is going to come and get you. Ha ha," he sneered as he was about to walk out the door.
"How do you know that?" Jo said
"What are you talking about?"
"I have the Goblin Prince Rillian, he will come and get me."
"Not if I kill him first. And don't worry my sweet, you can watch. But I must warn you that it will be gruesome."
Jo couldn't get the picture out of her head of Rillian bloody and broken.
"He's powerful too, you know. He can defeat you."
"He won't be that powerful in Malevol. Rest my Queen. Even though you've already slept. You have long hours ahead of you." Gabriel walked out the door, and blew a kiss to Jo. He closed the door.
"Jerk," Jo screamed to the door, "No matter how incredibly handsome you are, I'll never be your queen."
Jo tried all her might to get out of the chains. She couldn't. She tried transfiguring into some small animal or something, to get out of there. But again, she couldn't. Jo figured that the restraints must've been magical, because she wasn't able to use her powers. After maybe an hour of trying to get out of the chains, trying to use her power and after bloody ankles and wrists, Jo finally went to sleep.
Okay. That's the end of chapter eight. I hope you all liked it. Thanks Angie, so much. I'm happy that you've reviewed all these chapters. Anyway, I think it did get a little bit sexual. Nothing much though, but it will. Thanks to all those really nice people who have reviewed. That is just wonderful, it means a lot. And to everyone who reads and doesn't review, you're hurting my feelings. You can say anything, please! Right now, I feel like I'm just writing this for Peachie and I, which is perfectly fine. I guess. *Sniff* Please review! Don't you get it! Anyway. It's really going to get exciting! Cool! Thanks!
Oh yeah, I don't own Labyrinth (Hey Angie *wink wink*, you know what I'm talking about. Oh yeah. Uh huh! Uh huh! *Does a little touchdown dance! *). Umm, yeah! O! I do own Rillian, Jo, and Gabriel. You can't take them. But if you must (which I'm sure you won't), please ask me first. Okay people, if you read this and don't review, I'm going to get pissed! And I will ask my good friends of the Underground to tell me if you haven't reviewed. Anyway, I'm pretty sure this chapter is going to get a little sexual, so yay! Here we go...
No Matter How Handsome
Rillian had just had much learning from his father. The Prince looked at his father.
"Wait," he said putting down around ten books, "so you're telling me that you have a brother. No, two brothers. One rules 'Malevol', and the other rules 'Benevol'. You're the ruler of what was it?"
" 'Facilit', " the King aided,
"Right, 'Facilit'. And you are the mediator of the Underground. Wait. I'm, a little confused. The 'Benevol', the good, is part of the Underground? Wouldn't that be Heaven?"
"No, no," the King corrected, "Heaven is bliss. 'Benevol' is just good,"
"Ah, okay," the Prince seemed impatient. Finally he burst out, "What does this have to do with Jo being taken by evil, and us not doing anything about it,"
"Look," he tried to explain to his son without screaming, "my brother is ruling 'Evil'. I don't have any power over him. I'm older now. When Sarah defeated me, I lost immortality. I don't have enough power to defeat my brother. He is still immortal...Although, I have heard rumors. But never mind the rumors. I wouldn't be able to defeat him anyway. I know he has a son, A little older than you. He is rising up to power. He must have taken Jo."
"Oh, that's great," said Rillian sarcastically, "where's the door to Malevol?"
"Please, ask the right question,"
"O sorry. Pulled a Sarah," Rillian cleared his throat, "How do I get into Malevol?"
"I'm worried about you," Jareth said standing up,
"What? Do you think I cannot face evil?"
"I don't know if your powers are strong enough yet. I want you to come back alive. Not with your head cut off and on a platter. You're not immortal either."
"I know that," Rillian said standing up to face his father, "but I can do this,"
There was silence. The two of them just stared at each other. The father not knowing if his son could do it, and the son not knowing if his father would bestow this upon him.
"You love her, don't you?" the King asked,
"I think that is what that feeling is, don't you? I don't want anything to happen to her."
"Well, let us get a crystal and find out a way to get into Malevol."
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Jo woke up in a bed too large for her and her whole slumber party friends to fit in. She looked around and noticed a few things. The first thing was that the room scared the living shit out of her. It was so dark. With colors of purple, black, blue, and silver, the room gave off a very eerie feeling. There were dressers of wood painted to match the room's creepiness. There was a window to her right that showed the rest of this "Evil Kingdom." The second thing she became aware of was what woke her up. To her left sitting on a great black chair was Gabriel playing some type of flute. Jo gulped as he finished the song wondering what he was going to do with her. She backed away on the bed.
"Hello," Gabriel said putting his flute down, "did you rest well, my sweet?"
Gabriel walked towards the bed. Jo backed away to the other side of the bed.
"Stay away from me," Jo said frantically pulling the sheets over her half bare body. *He must have put this nightgown on me.*
"Jo, Jo," he said looking down at the floor, "I was hoping I didn't have to do this to you,"
"Do what?" Jo asked in fear,
"This," Gabriel went close to Jo and put his hand in front of her.
"Wait," Jo screamed. Jo remembered one of her favorite shows Charmed. She pulled a Piper by throwing her arms up in the air freezing Gabriel.
"Wow," Jo took advantage of the frozen bad guy, and got off the bed as quickly as possible. But, since her powers were not strong yet, Gabriel came out of it before she had a chance to stand up.
"Ooh, nice little power you have there. I'll have it in a short while. Now where was I? Oh, yes." Gabriel shaped his right hand as if holding on to something. Instantly, a hand shaped, metal shackle was on each of Jo's hands. Gabriel went over to the other side of the bed, and grabbed Jo from the ground as if it was the easiest thing in the world. He put her on the bed. Jo was struggling against Gabriel. He snapped his fingers and chains hooked on to something behind her were connected to the shackle on Jo's wrists. She had been taking Martial Arts for some time, and her dancing made her legs very strong. Since her legs were free, she kicked up and hit Gabriel in the head.
"Shit," Gabriel screamed, "how dare you!" He made the shape with his hands again, and snapped his fingers and Jo's ankles had the same fate as her wrists. "I don't want to hurt you, Jo,"
"You're hurting me right now," Jo screamed, "let me go,"
"Temper, temper," Gabriel said getting off the bed, "until I can get rid of your powers for good, you'll be staying like this." He leaned over Jo and looked at her in the eyes. He touched her breasts and Jo struggled to get his hands off of her." he pressed his lips against Jo's. Jo turned her head away. "Fine. Maybe you don't like me now, but you will. You'll have to. You won't have any choice. It's not like some other Prince is going to come and get you. Ha ha," he sneered as he was about to walk out the door.
"How do you know that?" Jo said
"What are you talking about?"
"I have the Goblin Prince Rillian, he will come and get me."
"Not if I kill him first. And don't worry my sweet, you can watch. But I must warn you that it will be gruesome."
Jo couldn't get the picture out of her head of Rillian bloody and broken.
"He's powerful too, you know. He can defeat you."
"He won't be that powerful in Malevol. Rest my Queen. Even though you've already slept. You have long hours ahead of you." Gabriel walked out the door, and blew a kiss to Jo. He closed the door.
"Jerk," Jo screamed to the door, "No matter how incredibly handsome you are, I'll never be your queen."
Jo tried all her might to get out of the chains. She couldn't. She tried transfiguring into some small animal or something, to get out of there. But again, she couldn't. Jo figured that the restraints must've been magical, because she wasn't able to use her powers. After maybe an hour of trying to get out of the chains, trying to use her power and after bloody ankles and wrists, Jo finally went to sleep.
Okay. That's the end of chapter eight. I hope you all liked it. Thanks Angie, so much. I'm happy that you've reviewed all these chapters. Anyway, I think it did get a little bit sexual. Nothing much though, but it will. Thanks to all those really nice people who have reviewed. That is just wonderful, it means a lot. And to everyone who reads and doesn't review, you're hurting my feelings. You can say anything, please! Right now, I feel like I'm just writing this for Peachie and I, which is perfectly fine. I guess. *Sniff* Please review! Don't you get it! Anyway. It's really going to get exciting! Cool! Thanks!
