Hello! *smiles sweetly* This is my first yet not my last Jareth fandom fan fiction, Oh I mean… *giggles and looks oh so innocent* Oh, and I know what readers are going to do when they find out where Sarah is in this fan fiction. Please do not kill me! This is set about 31 in the future from Sarah time, so its 2017. I think! And I will explain the time in the Underground in the story. The title of this chapter pertains to what they drank. Hehe
I know! It's so late! I meant to have this out a week before New Years, but of coarse here we are, 2 months after. Sorry. I hope its not confusing to people because of the three names of the twins. Be leave me it will be less confusing as you read. Anyways, Enjoy, please? Pretty please? With sugar on top of Jareth? *smilesevily*
Oh Joy Of Joys, The Disclaimer: *looks up at Jareth* What do you mean I do not own the Labyrinth? *Jareth glares at her* Ok, ok! I do not own Labyrinth, the movie or the book. *smiles evilly at Jareth* Now that perchance does not pertain to you does it? *Jareth disappears* Oh you dirty bird! *sighs* I do however own the twins, Elsha Maelle Troy, (nicked Elle or Birdie) and Maeve Gavenia Troy (nicked Nimue or Eve). I also own anyone else who does not show up in the movie/book! This is rated R because it gets I descriptive writer and because Elle curses to much. *giggles* After all its suppose to be a Drama.
(This Fan Fiction Has Been Faerie Star Approved) *LOL and then gets hit with a pillow*
The Mystery of
The Songbird and The Hawk
By KittyAngel aka Sasha Jean
Chapter 1: Vodka Shots And Hallucinating
Elle giggled at her sister as Nimue nearly tripped on the hem of her medieval gown. "Eve! Hold your gown up in the front silly." Elle gasped out as she giggled.
Nimue glared at her blue gown, and bent down to grab at the bottom of the cloth. "Better?" she asked her sister as she threw Elle a glare. As Elle resumed giggling at Nimue, she continued. "I do not know why you had to make mine so long Elle! And stop calling me that! You know that only Mom calls me that!" Nimue sighed, and walked a couple of houses down to there home.
The twins had fun at the New Years masquerade party, the first one they had been to. They had turned 21 a month ago, and had been saving up for the material for their gowns for a year. Elle looked beautiful in her extravagant white silk, and dark green velvet gown. Nimue, of course, picked a simple gown with braided grays trimming the dark blue velvet.
Elle opened the door and walked in to their small house. As she closed the door her sister yawned and walked up the stares. "Oh!" Nimue sighed out. "I'm going to have a killer hangover tomorrow, huh?" she commented.
Elle nodded as she followed Nimue up the stares. All the while pushing her slightly in the back so she didn't loss her balance. Or worse, fall asleep standing on the stare case!
"Remind me n..e..v..e..r.. to drink shots again!" she whispered yawning right in the middle of her sentence.
Elle giggled at her overly drunk sister. Thank god Nimue did not remember it was Elle who pleaded her to sit and act like she was interested in that guy. Eric was such a babe to, but he needed some new friends. Elle giggled again at the memorable moment when Eric's friend tried to give her sister a kiss. 'What was his name?' Elle stopped and thought.
"You coming Birdie?" Nimue called down to her sister using that stupid name that their Uncle called Maelle.
She rolled her eyes, and walked quickly up the stares. Elle found her sister leaning against the wall, her neck arched in a way that Elle hated. Elle sighed and gave her a glare. "Eve, don't fall asleep there!" she said.
Nimue leveled her eyes with her sisters, and sighed. "Nope. I am thinking, Birdie!" she said quietly. Nimue giggled as gown slipped from her grasp and fell against her legs.
Elle rolled her eyes again, and took off her green wrap. She looked at her sister, and pondered on why Nimue was still so distant to men. "Why would you not let him kiss your cheek or even hug you?" she asked pertaining to Eric's friend.
Nimue glared at Elle, "You know why, so do not act stupid!" she said calmly and quietly.
Elle shook her head, "I know, but we where 17 then." she said, remembering what had happened. "And plus, that J guy was a long time ago, Nimue!" Elle said, and sighed.
"Do not talk about him around me!" Nimue yelled at her sister as tears gathered in her eyes. "You don't know how I felt! So don't act like you do Elsha!" she said lowering her tone and held on to the tears that threatened to spill at the remembrance of Jason.
Elle groaned at her first name being used in anger. "God! We're 21 Maeve!" she said using her twins first name. "Why don't you just act nicer to guys?" she asked not knowing what would come of it.
"What do you want me to do? Whore myself off to men like you?" Nimue yelled at Eve, not even knowing what she yelled out.
A noise of flesh slapping flesh surrounded them. Nimue held a hand to her stinging cheek as tears ran over her fingers. The back of Elle's hand stung as tears made their way down her cheeks. 'How could she?' Elle thought. It angered her to hear that said by her twin. "I never wished that to happen to you!" she whispered about the thing that happened to Nimue over four years ago. Whipped at her face. "Like my wishes come true!" a fake laugh came from her lips.
Tears fell from Nimue's face as she looked at her sister, and then glared as she heard the laugh. "Well why don't you try again!" she said, and sniffled, "You never know when you'll get lucky!" she whispered.
Elle glared at her sister, "Why not!" she said. She walked to her door, and opened it. Looking back at Nimue, she whispered, "I wish…" she paused looking for the words from the book that Nimue lent her. Elle smiled and looked into Nimue's face, "I wish the goblins would come and take you away…" she said leaving the wish open. Walking into her room, she heard Nimue's door open slightly. Nimue took her first step into her bedroom as Elle whispered the last words to the wish.
"Right now!"
She slammed her door as lightning cracked across the sky. Elle jumped as the thunder made its self-known to her. She held her chest and whipped at her eyes. After flicking the light switch the overhead light did not come on. Flicking it again only renewed her belief that the light bulb had blown or the stupid storm had knocked out the electricity for their block.
Elle threw up her hands and slapped them against her dress, in frustration. She hated everything about that morning. 'I have a fight with my sister! I'm tired! I have to work in I think 6 hours!' she thought, while walking over to her sliding window. "And now there's this stupid storm!" Elle groaned out, while covering her face with her hands.
She peeked between her fingers when she heard something scurrying across her floor. Elle dropped her hands, as another bolt of lightning lit her bedroom. "Maeve?" she whispered, furrowing her brows. She turned; seeing her door still closed she shook her head. Elle's hands went up to her hair and started removing bobby pins while she walked over to her vanity. She set the bobby pins down as her curly hair fell over her shoulders.
Elle loused her under skirts, and as they fell to the floor, there was a giggle from behind her. She turned again ferrous, as she heard someone run across her room. "Maeve!!!" she screamed, and jumped as she heard a thud from her sisters' room. "Maeve go to bed!" Elle yelled at the wall. She turned her head as lightning once again lit her room and this time it was fallowed quickly by a loud growl of thunder.
She stared at her window as rain beat against it. Elle walked over to the window as she gazed at it, and yet something outside transfixed her eyes to the spot. She reached out to touch the windowpane, as her eyes grew. Elle gasped as she clearly saw two eyes, looking strait into hers. She jumped suddenly as her fingertips grazed the window; she felt something run across by her legs, and pull at her skirt.
Elle screamed and turned, forgetting what she saw in the window, as she saw something come out of her skirt. She heard giggling all around her, she mouthed Maeve's nickname. A shattering noise came from Maeve's room, and Elle ran to her door. "Maeve!" she yelled out. She ran out of her room letting the door slam into a table, while her hip length hair swerved around her body.
Elle pushed on her sisters' door only to find it unlocked when usually it was locked. Falling to her knees she growled, "Maeve?" Elle questioned. She grabbed at her dress, getting up, and flipped part of her hair over her head. Elle blinked as she stood there surveying what she could see. "Maeve?" she whispered, asking the darkness that consumed the room.
She heard a noise and turned to see a creator. The thing was short, 4 foot by the look of him. He looked wrinkled, old and hairy. The lightning flashed behind her eliminating his fetchers. Yes, it was a goblin, and he looked evil like all goblins to her eyes. A sneer spread over his face, and Elle shivered as he gave the look of a monster to his goblin form. His eyes shifted and there came a cry of a bird.
Elle turned again, as the bird raked its claws against the window, making her shiver again. It flapped its wing; it was an owl, and a barn owl at that, she noticed. As Elle's slim fingers pushed back her hair, Elle slowly walked to the window. She knew there was something very familiar about the bird, but she could not help it. Elle was drawn to him, the owl.
Elle tucked a stubborn hair behind her ear as she reached for the window. She heard some chuckling and something fall with a loud thud. Gaining her attention, she glared over her shoulder as a few small goblins scattered. Suddenly, glass shattered, as the owl shrieked. Elle stumbled back, and covered her face with her arms as the glass went everywhere. Her body swerved as she shook her head, making her hair fly.
Elle blinked as glitter mixed with shadows and silk mixed with moonlight. As the owl shape disappeared, and a man stood before her, she blinked. Elle's eyes peeked over her arms at the moon lit stranger. She stared at his pale skin, and then, his light blond hair; finally Elle stared into his eyes. While Elle's eyes were a dark shade of green, his were mismatched, and odd for they look so alike and yet so different. One being a deep shade of brown, deeper than milk chocolate while the other, cold blue, like moonlight glinting off of steel.
"Jareth?" she whispered, and he smirked, "King Jareth!" she said again confirming just who he was.
"Elsha…" Jareth said, smoothly and watched her cringe at her name on his lips.
She let her eyes gaze at him, noting he was all in black. His pale skin, and hair glowed within the black medieval garb. Elle smirked as she looked down at his tight leggings, as her eyes grazed his hips. "What do you want for Eve? Me?" she whispered, smiling, her eyes not looking back at his.
As she looked at him, he looked at what he would be facing to keep what was wished to him, this Maeve. He cocked an eyebrow as he looked at her deep green eyes. Jareth smirk grew as she stared at his leggings, and then he continued, "I have no time to play in this realm, Elsha!"
She dropped her arms and glared at him, "Oh! So that means I do have time to play in yours'?!" Elle said. Her voice laced with annoyance, and anger from the morning. Elle sighed, "Ok! Why don't you bring back my sister, and we may all get back to are normal lives!" she said sweeping her hands through the air.
Jareth arched an eyebrow, at this child who thought she was strong enough to stand up against him. "Well then, I guess I take what was wished to me and leave." He said, and turned, as the goblins slowly scurried out of the room.
Elle's eyes grew, as he turned from her. "Hey!" she yelled, "Jareth!" Elle sighed, "Fine! I'll beat your labyrinth or what ever, and then I'll drop you into your bog!" she said, pissed and a little happy that she could remember parts of a story that she thought she had forgotten.
Jareth turned slightly, smirking at Elle, "My, my, such a confident child." he said. Elle glared at him, and then smirked.
"Oh! My, a King with out manners!" Elle said. Jareth glared at her, knowing what she was hinting at, and produced a crystal. Elle raised eyebrow slightly at Jareth. He threw the orb down; it shattered against the floor exploding in glitter and smoke. When the smoke cleared, the bedroom was empty.__________________________________________
KA aka SJ: Ok! There is my first chapter! Was it confusing or not? Please review! Please? With sugar on top? With sugar on top of Jareth??? *gets plummeted with a pillow*
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