Disclaimer: Tarrick is my character, so is Fizz, every one else belongs to someone
else who is not me!
Tarrick followed behind her, his voice ringing in her ears with every step they took.
"You're going home?" his tone of voice mocking her, she never answered, so he continued. "You are a determined fucker ain't ya? Well if you make it you can go, but, if that little fur ball helps you in any way, then you will both be very sorry." Sarah stopped in her tracks, allowing Tarrick to catch up to her. He breathed down on her. His body pressed up to hers, his mouth right up by her ear. His voice barely a whisper. "You won't be my play thing, you will be the chew toy for the worst creatures that live in this place."
"You wouldn't." Sarah whispered, her eyes wide with fear and disbelief.
"Oh I would!" He turned her around, their faces inches apart. "Come back to the castle with me. Be mine!"
Sarah's eyes welled with tears. "Never! I want to go home."
"And what about the answers that you were so desperately seeking?"
"They don't matter any more. Please Tarrick? I just want to go home."
"You are just pathetic." He laughed again, his coldest, most heartless laugh. "You have no idea what I offer." He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her closer. "I offer you the world. Not only this world, but every world, any universe you want I can offer. What lies for you at home? A family that doesn't include you, a friendless existence, a life fit only for an ordinary girl, not a life fit for the Queen of the Labyrinth."
Tears fell down onto her pale cheeks, streaking marks left behind. Her heart was going against her head. Whatever magic he held was stronger that any magic that Jareth had ever had over her, she had resisted Jareth but she could not resist the new King of the Labyrinth. He offered her no more, but no less than what Jareth had offered, yet she was conflicted. "I can't." she whispered, her heart breaking as she spoke the words.
"Yes you can. I offer you the world Sarah. A life with everything you ever wanted. And I ask for nothing in return. All I ask is that you be my Queen, that is all that I have ever wanted, ever since I first saw you."
Sarah stared into his cold eyes, tears still streaking her own. "Be mine." His voice was a whisper again, his mouth still inches from her own. Holding his gaze Sarah moved closer, their lips meeting softly, holding each other. Sarah gave herself to the kiss. Images flashed before her eyes. Images that she did not recognise. Tarrick was sharing more of himself with her. Images of death and pain filled her head. She felt the pain pulse through her, the pain of all the people and creatures that Tarrick had ever hurt. She broke away from the kiss, but one image remained, Jareth. Sarah fell to the floor, just as Jareth had done when he was stabbed…by Tarrick. Sarah let out a scream as the pain engulfed her. The light through the trees faded and blurred, finally turning black as the pain became unbearable. Tarrick stood over her limp body.
"You seem to do that a lot!" He smiled as the forest melted away and the castle reappeared. Sarah's unconscious body lay on the imitation bed in her imitation room. "Now you are finally mine. I don't need a seer or Jareth to get what I want."
He left the room placing to goblins guard on the door. "Lets see how she handles the familiar situation."