Pardon the intrusion, but, before you read my work you must
understand a few introductions. The first being I will never, ever make a
piece or scrape of writing that has Jareth fall in love with any other
person other than Sarah dearest. That's just blasphemy to my way of
thinking. Second being, I periodically appear in my stories, not a big
part, but just appear. Its some thing I do which makes penmanship more
enjoyable. I am not a big part or maybe if I do have a big part it is only
to make life hell.er.fun for Jareth or Sarah. I don't like it when little
peons say Oh it sounds like your taking over the story Or That's a self
insert. Now, third, on the subject of indignities and flames.I WILL
PERSONALLY HAVE MY MOTHER NEMISIS AND MY FATHER CHAOS DESTROY YOUR
SUBORDINATE LIVES IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT DEBASING MY WORK!!!!!!! (Insert
deranged laughter) . Ahem. Now on a brighter subject. I adore reviews and
love to see them. You can politely tell me if my work is lacking on a
certain subject, I wont annihilate you for that. *Cheshire cat smile*
Reallllllly.
Ah Yes! I nearly forgot. My muse, and the demon sent from the depths of the
seventh layer of hell to torment me by tossing out impossible
ideas.MihoshaClanClan. *Out steps a catgirl of fourteen, big catears and a
tail, fur the color of light gold and tiger eyes. Her hair is bubbly blonde
and her eyes have a dumb, dumb blonde ditz look. She's wearing a pink tang
top and short, short jean cut offs, she waves* That's it with the
preliminaries, and now onto the main event.
Disclaimer :: Must we go over this? I own nothing, I will never own
anything so stop rubbing it into my face. *sobs*
Sarah woke up, her mind groggy and her body aching in places she didn't know she had. What had happened? Oh yea! The Labyrinth. It seemed that was forever ago. Sarah kept her eyes closed and the fist thing that popped into her head was.Jareth. (duh) There such a sad love, deep in your eyes. Sarah stood unsteadily and shakily walked to the bathroom. Her alarm clock said it was 6:oo am, too early. Sarah slunk to the bathroom and stripped of all her clothes, they were mud splattered and dirty beyond compare. Sarah turned the water onto burningly hot, trying to clear her foggy mind by the heat. Strangest thing but.after all the goblins went home. at two, when she collapsed on her bed. She almost distinctly remembered herself conjuring a crystal.to clean the room but. that was impossible. Wasn't it? Sarah washed and stepped out of the shower to towel off but stopped when she reached for the towel. Acrossed her was the bathroom, full length mirror. There stood herself, but, what was that? Her face seemed paler, her skin seemed clear of all blemish and scar. It was odd, but she look older, around eighteen instead of fifteen. Her hair was three shades darker, and her eyes were still their chaotic blend of green and brown and gold but, they were kind glowing. And one her back.no way. Wings. Giant fairy wings supported by her shoulder blades. They were white in color and veined with gold. Her body was covered in sparkles and on her forehead was a dark green stone, shaped as an elongated diamond, plated in gold along the edges with sparkles clustering around it. "Sarah? Is that you in there? Come on, Its almost seven, time for school." Karen said from the door, jingling the knob. Sarah was in trouble. Thinking it was just the mirror, Sarah turned and felt a stinging sensation on her back. Twisting she saw her wings. "Shit!" Sarah cursed. This was not good. Not that she hadn't wished for wings when she was little, but, after defeating a tight wearing, godly-hot Goblin King who had his eyes on her virginity, this was not appreciated. The room started spinning slowly. The mirror now shown with twice her image. Or, no, not her image but .The Goblin King's!!!!!!! "Hmmm, nice." He said in his bedroom voice, looking at her near-naked form. Sarah blushed furiously and tried to move. Unfortunately the room did a complete turn about and instead of hitting the door, she landed in the Goblin King's waiting arms. "Not good." She said her face buried in his black leather vest. She was in the arms of the Trouble Talking, Toddler Taking, Troll Tycoon and his Terribly Tantalizing Tights.(a/n couldn't help myself) He tightened his arms then chuckled. "Oh I think its very good." He murmured against her hair and Sarah jumped away from him. Or tried to. The only thing that happened was that she dropped her towel. Jareth's eyes widened at that. Then he smiled a smile that would make Lucifer proud, the Cheshire cat jealous and make the world (or underground) Records for Most Dirty Thoughts Shown In One Look. "Sarah! Come out right now! Is that a MAN in there!' Karen called outraged. Sarah grimaced. Jareth looked at the door. For the first time, Sarah realized they were in the mirror. She looked around to see all the mirrors of her house. And one that didn't belong to her house. It led to a bedroom that was decorated in black deep brown and gold. "Well, shall we?" Jareth commented swinging her over to the odd bedroom mirror. "B-bu-but I defeated you." Sarah stuttered. Jareth smirked and let out a bark of laughter. "What a wonderful self delusion you have given yourself dear. But, you have defeated no one but yourself. Should you have taken your dreams, you would have been taken immediately to your room and you and the baby would be unharmed." "But, that's unfair!" Sarah cried outraged, Jareth's smirk widened. "Yes, terribly unfair." He sneered at the word. "That you gave away your dreams tells me, in your own personal way, you give too much and expect so little for your services." Sarah remembered that thousands of times before this incident that Karen left her to baby sit, no money for it and no thank you's. She also remembered that she skipped her dances, acting classes and ballet dancing to be with , and watch over Toby. "That's not true" Sarah lied unevenly. Jareth suddenly looked annoyed. "Listen, love, I know, as well as you do, that you aren't happy. You will come with me even if I have to gag and bind you hand and foot. You belong to me." At her confused expression Jareth lost some of the patience he always had. " The moment you gave up your dreams you gave up your humanity. Humans will give anything to achieve their dreams. Human's are greedy, you are not. You are selfless. You are immortal. You are Fae." His face was set with determination "You are Mine. For eternity." For moments in time Sarah merely stared at him, dumbfounded. Then she fell over in a dead faint, her wings disappearing in expectation of a hard impact. Jareth caught her and swung her into his arms. As he stared at her naked, alluring form he let out a shout of triumph. She was his. Oh for years he had waited for this moment. For life times he had waited for her.
And now... she was his.
Sarah moaned at the feeling of leather clad fingers on her bruised and abused body. The leather coated hands were impersonal and quickly skimmed over her body. What was strange though, was everywhere they touched hurt for mere moments before the pain evaporated into nothing. Something silk soft and smooth was slid over her head and down her body. Sarah tried to open her eyes but failed because it hurt too much to see the bright harshness of day. The leather hands picked up her left arm. A cold circular object was pushed up her arm halfway past her elbow. The same movement was done with the other arm. Several other circular things, these ones very thin, were slid onto both her wrists and jingled softly. The hands, no longer indifferent, now swept down her entire body to her feet and slid more thin bangles on her ankles. They brushed up once again and reverently picked up her left hand. Around this was put a large and heavy ring. On her left hand's ring finger. Suddenly, Sarah's forehead seared with fire, then it diminished. She head a painful gasp beside her and turned her head toward the sound, her eyes open a mere minimum. A blurred male figure stood, then stooped slightly at the same time he clutched his heart, as if having a heart attack. Sarah reached out a hand to comfort him. He glanced up surprised at the hand. Then he grabbed it and fell onto the bed with her, holding her tightly against his chest. His chest heaved as if he were sobbing and Sarah sat up, eyes closed against daylight and his head to her chest. She rubbed his back reassuringly and rocked back and forth. It took her a while to notice he wasn't crying he was laughing.
Sarah woke up, her mind groggy and her body aching in places she didn't know she had. What had happened? Oh yea! The Labyrinth. It seemed that was forever ago. Sarah kept her eyes closed and the fist thing that popped into her head was.Jareth. (duh) There such a sad love, deep in your eyes. Sarah stood unsteadily and shakily walked to the bathroom. Her alarm clock said it was 6:oo am, too early. Sarah slunk to the bathroom and stripped of all her clothes, they were mud splattered and dirty beyond compare. Sarah turned the water onto burningly hot, trying to clear her foggy mind by the heat. Strangest thing but.after all the goblins went home. at two, when she collapsed on her bed. She almost distinctly remembered herself conjuring a crystal.to clean the room but. that was impossible. Wasn't it? Sarah washed and stepped out of the shower to towel off but stopped when she reached for the towel. Acrossed her was the bathroom, full length mirror. There stood herself, but, what was that? Her face seemed paler, her skin seemed clear of all blemish and scar. It was odd, but she look older, around eighteen instead of fifteen. Her hair was three shades darker, and her eyes were still their chaotic blend of green and brown and gold but, they were kind glowing. And one her back.no way. Wings. Giant fairy wings supported by her shoulder blades. They were white in color and veined with gold. Her body was covered in sparkles and on her forehead was a dark green stone, shaped as an elongated diamond, plated in gold along the edges with sparkles clustering around it. "Sarah? Is that you in there? Come on, Its almost seven, time for school." Karen said from the door, jingling the knob. Sarah was in trouble. Thinking it was just the mirror, Sarah turned and felt a stinging sensation on her back. Twisting she saw her wings. "Shit!" Sarah cursed. This was not good. Not that she hadn't wished for wings when she was little, but, after defeating a tight wearing, godly-hot Goblin King who had his eyes on her virginity, this was not appreciated. The room started spinning slowly. The mirror now shown with twice her image. Or, no, not her image but .The Goblin King's!!!!!!! "Hmmm, nice." He said in his bedroom voice, looking at her near-naked form. Sarah blushed furiously and tried to move. Unfortunately the room did a complete turn about and instead of hitting the door, she landed in the Goblin King's waiting arms. "Not good." She said her face buried in his black leather vest. She was in the arms of the Trouble Talking, Toddler Taking, Troll Tycoon and his Terribly Tantalizing Tights.(a/n couldn't help myself) He tightened his arms then chuckled. "Oh I think its very good." He murmured against her hair and Sarah jumped away from him. Or tried to. The only thing that happened was that she dropped her towel. Jareth's eyes widened at that. Then he smiled a smile that would make Lucifer proud, the Cheshire cat jealous and make the world (or underground) Records for Most Dirty Thoughts Shown In One Look. "Sarah! Come out right now! Is that a MAN in there!' Karen called outraged. Sarah grimaced. Jareth looked at the door. For the first time, Sarah realized they were in the mirror. She looked around to see all the mirrors of her house. And one that didn't belong to her house. It led to a bedroom that was decorated in black deep brown and gold. "Well, shall we?" Jareth commented swinging her over to the odd bedroom mirror. "B-bu-but I defeated you." Sarah stuttered. Jareth smirked and let out a bark of laughter. "What a wonderful self delusion you have given yourself dear. But, you have defeated no one but yourself. Should you have taken your dreams, you would have been taken immediately to your room and you and the baby would be unharmed." "But, that's unfair!" Sarah cried outraged, Jareth's smirk widened. "Yes, terribly unfair." He sneered at the word. "That you gave away your dreams tells me, in your own personal way, you give too much and expect so little for your services." Sarah remembered that thousands of times before this incident that Karen left her to baby sit, no money for it and no thank you's. She also remembered that she skipped her dances, acting classes and ballet dancing to be with , and watch over Toby. "That's not true" Sarah lied unevenly. Jareth suddenly looked annoyed. "Listen, love, I know, as well as you do, that you aren't happy. You will come with me even if I have to gag and bind you hand and foot. You belong to me." At her confused expression Jareth lost some of the patience he always had. " The moment you gave up your dreams you gave up your humanity. Humans will give anything to achieve their dreams. Human's are greedy, you are not. You are selfless. You are immortal. You are Fae." His face was set with determination "You are Mine. For eternity." For moments in time Sarah merely stared at him, dumbfounded. Then she fell over in a dead faint, her wings disappearing in expectation of a hard impact. Jareth caught her and swung her into his arms. As he stared at her naked, alluring form he let out a shout of triumph. She was his. Oh for years he had waited for this moment. For life times he had waited for her.
And now... she was his.
Sarah moaned at the feeling of leather clad fingers on her bruised and abused body. The leather coated hands were impersonal and quickly skimmed over her body. What was strange though, was everywhere they touched hurt for mere moments before the pain evaporated into nothing. Something silk soft and smooth was slid over her head and down her body. Sarah tried to open her eyes but failed because it hurt too much to see the bright harshness of day. The leather hands picked up her left arm. A cold circular object was pushed up her arm halfway past her elbow. The same movement was done with the other arm. Several other circular things, these ones very thin, were slid onto both her wrists and jingled softly. The hands, no longer indifferent, now swept down her entire body to her feet and slid more thin bangles on her ankles. They brushed up once again and reverently picked up her left hand. Around this was put a large and heavy ring. On her left hand's ring finger. Suddenly, Sarah's forehead seared with fire, then it diminished. She head a painful gasp beside her and turned her head toward the sound, her eyes open a mere minimum. A blurred male figure stood, then stooped slightly at the same time he clutched his heart, as if having a heart attack. Sarah reached out a hand to comfort him. He glanced up surprised at the hand. Then he grabbed it and fell onto the bed with her, holding her tightly against his chest. His chest heaved as if he were sobbing and Sarah sat up, eyes closed against daylight and his head to her chest. She rubbed his back reassuringly and rocked back and forth. It took her a while to notice he wasn't crying he was laughing.