Disclaimer: Same as before and sorry to disappoint J/S fans, but I wanted to write something different to the other labyrinth story that I wrote and doing another J/S fic would make it feel the same to me so I is sorry. :o( But hey if you don't like don't read! :op
He stormed through the castle shouting at anyone who got in his way. Who the hell did she think she was? Ordering him about, telling him what to do. He had heard the stories of her when he was a child, before Jareth had died. He had heard about her and her brother, the trouble that Jareth had had with her, the betrayal that Jareth had suffered by both Sarah and his muse Electra. But all of the stories he had heard did not come close to the picture that she had just painted of herself, she was arrogant, self-centred and obnoxious, too much like himself. Jareth at least had seen some good in her, all that he could see was a shell of a person, she had no interest in anyone else, nothing else but that which she desired. But her beauty, her only good feature, drew him to her. He was trapped, as Jareth had been by the beauty that had stood before him. He had studied her life, past and present and until now not known the fullness of his feelings for her…he loved her! He loved her as Jareth had done, and that love destroyed him.
"I will not be like you Jareth. I will not fail as you did. If she fails the Labyrinth a second time I will succeed in having her. I will make sure of that."