Who's Saving Who?
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Tony Leach sat back into his plush beige swivel chair not believing the papers across from him. According to the documents, he was scheduled to appear in court on November 16 and that his secretary Sarah Williams was suing him and a man named Jareth. It seemed suspicious to Leach that this Jareth person had no last name printed on file.
He scoffed haughtily as he imagined the case wouldn't be upheld in court. It was quite plain to him that Sarah must've figured out his plan to get rid of her and the labyrinth at the same time. He realized it was taking a human life, but what's one life compared to that of all mankind? Leach believed that in his own warped sense of what was right that he was taking the correct course of action.
Thinking it over, he called one of his most loyal agents into the room. "Hey Bob come over here a sec would you?" he called over the speakerphone. Bob appeared at his door instantaneously. "Yeah Boss?" asked Bob. Tony motioned for him to have a seat, and Bob did so while closing the door behind him.
"I need you to go on a mission for me. The labyrinth operation has been compromised, so I'm sending you and two others to depart for there and set up detonators. Get out as quickly as possible before they go off, do you understand?" Leach asked.
Bob nodded grimly. He knew the detonators his boss was talking about, and he also knew anyone in that place within 20 miles of any of the explosions would perish. He may not have been fond of Sarah Williams, but he didn't wish her dead. Still, what his boss said went before morals, so he laid aside his qualms and hurried out of the office to do his boss's bidding.
Leaning back further in his chair, Tony steepled his fingers while a smile of contentment came over his face.
"Checkmate!" Sarah exclaimed happily while taking Jareth's king from him. They were engaged in a rigorous game of chess, and Sarah was steadily winning over a bemused Jareth. He had never been beaten before, but only having played against goblins, it was a welcomed change to be playing against someone who was equally skilled as himself.
They both sat on opposite ends of a barrel with a chessboard balanced precariously on the top. The barrel itself was centered in the throne room. Jareth and Sarah both sat on stools. The goblins watched from the corners, some interested in what was going on, and some more interested in their tails as they chased them.
Suddenly, Jareth stiffened, and he conjured a crystal and peered into it anxiously. Sarah saw the sudden change in his mood and she wondered what had come over him. Seeing the apprehension on his face as he stared into the crystal, Sarah could take it no longer. "What is it?" she asked. Looking over at her briefly and seeing that she was worried, Jareth replied, "We have visitors." And with that he vanished leaving a slightly fearful Sarah behind.
Reappearing just outside the Bog of Eternal Stench, Jareth found one of the CIA agents setting up what appeared to be some kind of clock on a tree. Only it wasn't a clock.
The agent had yet to realize Jareth was standing behind him as his back was to him, so Jareth took this to his advantage and lifted the man off his feet by the back of his neck. "Hey!" the man exclaimed indignantly. Jareth then threw the man to the ground in front of him. The man turned to face Jareth while scrambling away hurriedly. "Who are you!" the man exclaimed in fear. "Someone who's going to make your life very fragrant if you don't tell me what you're doing here," Jareth threatened quietly.
Seeing that the man wasn't going to answer him, Jareth located the other two intruders and reappeared back to the castle with them in tow.
Sarah had been pacing back and forth anxiously and she was glad when Jareth had finally returned. The sense of relief didn't last long though, and she looked behind him and saw three men that she recognized. Gasping she asked, "What are they doing here?" Jareth shrugged and said, "Why don't you ask them?"
Stepping around a still angered Jareth, Sarah stood in front of the bound agents. "Leach put you up to this didn't he?" Even though she knew they wouldn't answer. They were trained not to answer any questions. Sighing, Sarah said, "Jareth send them back to earth."
A surprised look came over Jareth's face and he asked, "Why would I ever do that?" "Because I said so," Sarah returned crossly. When he didn't comply, Sarah growled and pulled Jareth off to the side. "We need to send them back because if we're taking them to court, we don't want to be accountable for three CIA agents."
Not really agreeing with Sarah, but seeing that she was resolved to letting them go, with a wave of his hand the place where the three disheveled CIA agents had once stood was now empty. Letting go of the breath she didn't know she had been holding, Sarah wondered aloud, "I wish I knew what they were doing here."
Jareth replied naively, "They were hanging clocks on trees." A perplexed expression came over Sarah's face, and then that of dawning horror as she realized what Jareth was talking about. "Oh shit," she swore. "Those weren't clocks. They were bombs. You have to take me to them," she demanded forcefully. Not knowing what a bomb was, Jareth shrugged and transported them to the site of the first bomb. It had 6 minutes left on it.
Not really knowing how to disarm a bomb, Sarah bent down while sweat beaded on her brow. In movies she knew they always cut the red wire, but for some reason she wasn't sure. It was the CIA after all. Then she saw that there was a keypad on the same end as the clock. "Maybe there's a code," she whispered.
Thinking frantically to anything she could remember, she typed in different names and words. Then she typed in her own name as a hunch, and thankfully the clock stopped with 2 minutes left.
Jumping up she exclaimed, "Were there anymore clocks that you saw?" Jareth put a hand to his chin and scratched it while staring off into space. Then he snapped his fingers, "Yes, there are two others." Sarah demanded, "Well, just don't stand there, take me to them."
The second bomb was located at the beginning of the labyrinth, and Sarah knelt down so she was eye level with it. Her stomach ached and her lips were dry. Her tongue had the consistency of sandpaper as she worked with shaking hands on the codes. Finally with 50 seconds left to go, the clock halted its count down.
Seeing that she was finished, Jareth didn't wait to be told again, and he and Sarah reappeared just outside the castle. A bomb was stuck firmly to the wall of the castle. Running up the stairs, Sarah was dismayed to find there was only 2 minutes left on this clock. "Damn it," she swore. Getting to work she hurried to think of anything she might know about the CIA and typed it in.
Soon her hands were trembling so bad from the adrenaline that she had to have Jareth type it in for her. With 20 seconds left, it was coming down to crunch time. Sarah thought hard and quickly, then it came to her. "Try Leach!" she exclaimed frantically. Jareth typed it in as fast as he could, and then the clock ceased to tick with 3 seconds left. They both let out sighs of relief. "That was too close for comfort," Sarah said, wiping sweat from her brow.
Thanks for the reviews. I really do appreciate them, even the negative ones because it makes me realize all my mistakes. Never said I was perfect anyway. Please do keep reviewing, and I'm not saying that you have to. It's totally voluntary.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the computer I typed this on.
Tony Leach sat back into his plush beige swivel chair not believing the papers across from him. According to the documents, he was scheduled to appear in court on November 16 and that his secretary Sarah Williams was suing him and a man named Jareth. It seemed suspicious to Leach that this Jareth person had no last name printed on file.
He scoffed haughtily as he imagined the case wouldn't be upheld in court. It was quite plain to him that Sarah must've figured out his plan to get rid of her and the labyrinth at the same time. He realized it was taking a human life, but what's one life compared to that of all mankind? Leach believed that in his own warped sense of what was right that he was taking the correct course of action.
Thinking it over, he called one of his most loyal agents into the room. "Hey Bob come over here a sec would you?" he called over the speakerphone. Bob appeared at his door instantaneously. "Yeah Boss?" asked Bob. Tony motioned for him to have a seat, and Bob did so while closing the door behind him.
"I need you to go on a mission for me. The labyrinth operation has been compromised, so I'm sending you and two others to depart for there and set up detonators. Get out as quickly as possible before they go off, do you understand?" Leach asked.
Bob nodded grimly. He knew the detonators his boss was talking about, and he also knew anyone in that place within 20 miles of any of the explosions would perish. He may not have been fond of Sarah Williams, but he didn't wish her dead. Still, what his boss said went before morals, so he laid aside his qualms and hurried out of the office to do his boss's bidding.
Leaning back further in his chair, Tony steepled his fingers while a smile of contentment came over his face.
"Checkmate!" Sarah exclaimed happily while taking Jareth's king from him. They were engaged in a rigorous game of chess, and Sarah was steadily winning over a bemused Jareth. He had never been beaten before, but only having played against goblins, it was a welcomed change to be playing against someone who was equally skilled as himself.
They both sat on opposite ends of a barrel with a chessboard balanced precariously on the top. The barrel itself was centered in the throne room. Jareth and Sarah both sat on stools. The goblins watched from the corners, some interested in what was going on, and some more interested in their tails as they chased them.
Suddenly, Jareth stiffened, and he conjured a crystal and peered into it anxiously. Sarah saw the sudden change in his mood and she wondered what had come over him. Seeing the apprehension on his face as he stared into the crystal, Sarah could take it no longer. "What is it?" she asked. Looking over at her briefly and seeing that she was worried, Jareth replied, "We have visitors." And with that he vanished leaving a slightly fearful Sarah behind.
Reappearing just outside the Bog of Eternal Stench, Jareth found one of the CIA agents setting up what appeared to be some kind of clock on a tree. Only it wasn't a clock.
The agent had yet to realize Jareth was standing behind him as his back was to him, so Jareth took this to his advantage and lifted the man off his feet by the back of his neck. "Hey!" the man exclaimed indignantly. Jareth then threw the man to the ground in front of him. The man turned to face Jareth while scrambling away hurriedly. "Who are you!" the man exclaimed in fear. "Someone who's going to make your life very fragrant if you don't tell me what you're doing here," Jareth threatened quietly.
Seeing that the man wasn't going to answer him, Jareth located the other two intruders and reappeared back to the castle with them in tow.
Sarah had been pacing back and forth anxiously and she was glad when Jareth had finally returned. The sense of relief didn't last long though, and she looked behind him and saw three men that she recognized. Gasping she asked, "What are they doing here?" Jareth shrugged and said, "Why don't you ask them?"
Stepping around a still angered Jareth, Sarah stood in front of the bound agents. "Leach put you up to this didn't he?" Even though she knew they wouldn't answer. They were trained not to answer any questions. Sighing, Sarah said, "Jareth send them back to earth."
A surprised look came over Jareth's face and he asked, "Why would I ever do that?" "Because I said so," Sarah returned crossly. When he didn't comply, Sarah growled and pulled Jareth off to the side. "We need to send them back because if we're taking them to court, we don't want to be accountable for three CIA agents."
Not really agreeing with Sarah, but seeing that she was resolved to letting them go, with a wave of his hand the place where the three disheveled CIA agents had once stood was now empty. Letting go of the breath she didn't know she had been holding, Sarah wondered aloud, "I wish I knew what they were doing here."
Jareth replied naively, "They were hanging clocks on trees." A perplexed expression came over Sarah's face, and then that of dawning horror as she realized what Jareth was talking about. "Oh shit," she swore. "Those weren't clocks. They were bombs. You have to take me to them," she demanded forcefully. Not knowing what a bomb was, Jareth shrugged and transported them to the site of the first bomb. It had 6 minutes left on it.
Not really knowing how to disarm a bomb, Sarah bent down while sweat beaded on her brow. In movies she knew they always cut the red wire, but for some reason she wasn't sure. It was the CIA after all. Then she saw that there was a keypad on the same end as the clock. "Maybe there's a code," she whispered.
Thinking frantically to anything she could remember, she typed in different names and words. Then she typed in her own name as a hunch, and thankfully the clock stopped with 2 minutes left.
Jumping up she exclaimed, "Were there anymore clocks that you saw?" Jareth put a hand to his chin and scratched it while staring off into space. Then he snapped his fingers, "Yes, there are two others." Sarah demanded, "Well, just don't stand there, take me to them."
The second bomb was located at the beginning of the labyrinth, and Sarah knelt down so she was eye level with it. Her stomach ached and her lips were dry. Her tongue had the consistency of sandpaper as she worked with shaking hands on the codes. Finally with 50 seconds left to go, the clock halted its count down.
Seeing that she was finished, Jareth didn't wait to be told again, and he and Sarah reappeared just outside the castle. A bomb was stuck firmly to the wall of the castle. Running up the stairs, Sarah was dismayed to find there was only 2 minutes left on this clock. "Damn it," she swore. Getting to work she hurried to think of anything she might know about the CIA and typed it in.
Soon her hands were trembling so bad from the adrenaline that she had to have Jareth type it in for her. With 20 seconds left, it was coming down to crunch time. Sarah thought hard and quickly, then it came to her. "Try Leach!" she exclaimed frantically. Jareth typed it in as fast as he could, and then the clock ceased to tick with 3 seconds left. They both let out sighs of relief. "That was too close for comfort," Sarah said, wiping sweat from her brow.
Thanks for the reviews. I really do appreciate them, even the negative ones because it makes me realize all my mistakes. Never said I was perfect anyway. Please do keep reviewing, and I'm not saying that you have to. It's totally voluntary.