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The body fell to the ground with a thump. A slim, graceful black clawed hand daintily wiped the remaining blood from her malicious crimson lips. With a sweep of a black silk cloak and the click of high-heeled boots, the vampire walked over to a large, white-clouded crystal ball. With lithe grace the creature sat herself in front of the luminescent crystal orb. For a few seconds, the reflection of the female bloodsucker was thrown back. Pale peaches skin, flawless and lustrous. Almond shaped green eyes, flecks of gold dancing with new vigor in each. A tight white full-sleeved turtleneck and long black skirt were covered by a long velvet green dress, high necked, bell sleeved with a slightly flared skirt. Her hair hung loose, piling in auburn waves past her shoulders, to her mid-back. Her pale hands again raised, to hover over the sphere of now pure white- light. The image shifted, as if alive, then focussed on a black silk lined bedroom, where the Goblin King was being held by a long-haired, beautiful girl. (Now, your reaction must be Oh NO! Not an other I'm-Jareth's-jelouse- girlfriend-and-I'm-going-to-kill-Sarah. You're wrong.) The vampire chuckled, the evil sound resonating off the high castle's interior. Waving a clawed hand over the scene, it froze, and the undead creature closed her eyes to see what would happen next. Jareth! You have no power over me!
HA! You are now my wife, by Fae law....
This would not do, in the future, The vampire knew for certain; the girl- child would commit suicide.... No, this was not good. "Puck!" the vampire called softly. Childish laughter was heard and a few seconds later a child of eight appeared. With long golden hair, violet eyes and an adorable face, this child was the most beautiful; ever seen. On his back was a satchel of arrows, in his hand a bow. He grinned, then bowed. "Yes, Lady Darkness?" His voice was sweet and melodious. " I need a.... Change of heart, in the Goblin king's castle, would you be so kind?" A smile curved her lips as she said so. "I'd be delighted to oblige, Lady Darkness." With a poof and a few bubbles the child was gone, leaving only a few giggles to remind of his presence. "I hate that little twerp." A growl commented, stepping into the room. "Ugh, clean up after you eat, D" Coming from the only door, a girl stood. Her blonde hair was cut to her shoulders, her body covered in fur. She was a cat/women, the last of her kind still communing with humans. "That 'little twerp' as you call him, is the former God Of Love himself, so tread carefully." Lady Darkness turned back to the ball and the cat/women came nearer. (~_*_~) Sarah felt immediately embarrassed. Her arms jerked away as she leaned back, watching Jareth finish chuckling. A sharp barb was about to make itself be known when, Sarah felt a prick on her back. Instantaneously she felt herself grow warm, then hot, then, without warning she flew at Jareth. Because of his unprepared state, Jareth was hurled to the floor, Sarah on top of him. Sarah blinked, trying to figure out why she did that. Jareth blinked also, catching his breath at Sarah's unguarded face for a moment. Then she looked down at him. Sarah opened her mouth to speak but was flabbergasted when instead of saying something, she pressed her lips to his. Warmth flowed through her, this being her maiden kiss. Jareth's hands went around her and he kissed her back, not at all unpleased by the way things were going. When they parted for breath Sarah said nothing, only stared. Jareth smirked. "Why did I do that?" Sarah blurted out, touching her lips. A giggle entered into the fray. Jareth's smirk widened. "What or who was that?" "That was Puck, Former God Of Love, and devoted servant to my cousin Lady Darkness." Jareth stood and helped her up, Sarah still dazed. "You see, my cousin has been interfeering in my life since I was six, hundred that is. You are now subject to her whims." "Wait, you mean I am her puppet?" Sarah asked, fear tinging her words. Jareth nodded. Sarah, now exposed to the fact that her body was under the complete impulses of a women who wanted Jareth to take Sarah and keep her, did the only thing that made any sense. She fainted.
The body fell to the ground with a thump. A slim, graceful black clawed hand daintily wiped the remaining blood from her malicious crimson lips. With a sweep of a black silk cloak and the click of high-heeled boots, the vampire walked over to a large, white-clouded crystal ball. With lithe grace the creature sat herself in front of the luminescent crystal orb. For a few seconds, the reflection of the female bloodsucker was thrown back. Pale peaches skin, flawless and lustrous. Almond shaped green eyes, flecks of gold dancing with new vigor in each. A tight white full-sleeved turtleneck and long black skirt were covered by a long velvet green dress, high necked, bell sleeved with a slightly flared skirt. Her hair hung loose, piling in auburn waves past her shoulders, to her mid-back. Her pale hands again raised, to hover over the sphere of now pure white- light. The image shifted, as if alive, then focussed on a black silk lined bedroom, where the Goblin King was being held by a long-haired, beautiful girl. (Now, your reaction must be Oh NO! Not an other I'm-Jareth's-jelouse- girlfriend-and-I'm-going-to-kill-Sarah. You're wrong.) The vampire chuckled, the evil sound resonating off the high castle's interior. Waving a clawed hand over the scene, it froze, and the undead creature closed her eyes to see what would happen next. Jareth! You have no power over me!
HA! You are now my wife, by Fae law....
This would not do, in the future, The vampire knew for certain; the girl- child would commit suicide.... No, this was not good. "Puck!" the vampire called softly. Childish laughter was heard and a few seconds later a child of eight appeared. With long golden hair, violet eyes and an adorable face, this child was the most beautiful; ever seen. On his back was a satchel of arrows, in his hand a bow. He grinned, then bowed. "Yes, Lady Darkness?" His voice was sweet and melodious. " I need a.... Change of heart, in the Goblin king's castle, would you be so kind?" A smile curved her lips as she said so. "I'd be delighted to oblige, Lady Darkness." With a poof and a few bubbles the child was gone, leaving only a few giggles to remind of his presence. "I hate that little twerp." A growl commented, stepping into the room. "Ugh, clean up after you eat, D" Coming from the only door, a girl stood. Her blonde hair was cut to her shoulders, her body covered in fur. She was a cat/women, the last of her kind still communing with humans. "That 'little twerp' as you call him, is the former God Of Love himself, so tread carefully." Lady Darkness turned back to the ball and the cat/women came nearer. (~_*_~) Sarah felt immediately embarrassed. Her arms jerked away as she leaned back, watching Jareth finish chuckling. A sharp barb was about to make itself be known when, Sarah felt a prick on her back. Instantaneously she felt herself grow warm, then hot, then, without warning she flew at Jareth. Because of his unprepared state, Jareth was hurled to the floor, Sarah on top of him. Sarah blinked, trying to figure out why she did that. Jareth blinked also, catching his breath at Sarah's unguarded face for a moment. Then she looked down at him. Sarah opened her mouth to speak but was flabbergasted when instead of saying something, she pressed her lips to his. Warmth flowed through her, this being her maiden kiss. Jareth's hands went around her and he kissed her back, not at all unpleased by the way things were going. When they parted for breath Sarah said nothing, only stared. Jareth smirked. "Why did I do that?" Sarah blurted out, touching her lips. A giggle entered into the fray. Jareth's smirk widened. "What or who was that?" "That was Puck, Former God Of Love, and devoted servant to my cousin Lady Darkness." Jareth stood and helped her up, Sarah still dazed. "You see, my cousin has been interfeering in my life since I was six, hundred that is. You are now subject to her whims." "Wait, you mean I am her puppet?" Sarah asked, fear tinging her words. Jareth nodded. Sarah, now exposed to the fact that her body was under the complete impulses of a women who wanted Jareth to take Sarah and keep her, did the only thing that made any sense. She fainted.