Author: Lasski
Title: Theft
Disclaimer: Not mine
Rating: R (at least that's likely what it will end up as)
Chapter 1
Three figures crept pass the goblins guarding the castle entrance and once inside one of the figures pushed back the hood of his black cloak and chuckled. Brown bangs fell around a handsome elfin face and green eyes that almost illuminated in the dark peered out "Told you they were stupid creatures."
Sarah pushed the material off her head of her own cloak and gave Flick a look. "I already know, remember. Damn it, why did I let you talk me into this. If we get caught by-" Any more words she was about to say was cut off when a hand clamped over her mouth. "Don't say his name" whispered a feminine voice in her ear, "he'll hear."
Sarah pulled the hand away and gave the red haired fairy a reassuring smile "You know I know better than that Becay. But this is really dangerous and nothing like we've ever done before and I don't even want to think about what would happen if the Goblin King did catch us." 'What he would do if he caught me' though Sarah to herself before she went back to pleading with Flick. "What about Zail, he'll ground us all for months if he finds out."
Flick shrugged away Sarah's worries and started to lead them slowly further into the castle. "We're not going to get caught and I don't care if my father does find out. If we get grounded we'll just sneak out - we are thieves after all. By the gods Sarah we come from the best theft organisation in the Underground."
"And your father is the one who has trained us all" hissed Sarah, all the while keeping an eye and an ear out for anything or anyone who would find them out. "Don't you think he, above anyone, would be able to stop us from getting out."
Flick stopped suddenly, seemed to consider it for a moment, before moving off again. Sarah and Becay shared a glance. This wouldn't be the first time Flick had gotten them into trouble but usually the possible consequences weren't quite as big as going into Jareth's castle were bound to be.
For the better part of an hour the three thieves crept about the castle avoiding the guards posted spasmodically on each level of the building finding something worthy of stealing. As Flick had pointed out if they were going to steal something from the Goblin King it may as well be something good. something great. something that showed that they had stolen from the King.
"Just grab something from the study" Sarah told Flick. Even second she spent in the castle made her more nervous. Zail's voice floated through her head 'there must be a delicate balance of adrenaline in your system. Too little and you won't be in tuned with your surroundings. Too much and you make mistakes.' At the rate she was going Sarah was afraid that every corner she turned would bring her face to face with the Goblin King.
Flick shook his head, "there has to be something better."
Becay glanced nervously up and down the corridor they walked through. "Why don't you grab one of his crystals and be done with it?"
Sarah and Flick stared at her. Flick with a growing smile and Sarah with growing dread. Becay suddenly seemed to realise what she had said and shook her head. "No, no, no, no. I did not just say that."
Flick grinned. "If you two are so scared why don't you go and wait for me outside. I'll be out in a few minutes." He pulled up his cloak hood and took off around a corner anything else could be said.
"Damn that elf" seethed Sarah and pulled up her own cloak hood. Taking his advice the two females started seeking a way out of the castle. When they came to the ground floor they both silently gave a sigh of relief. From here on it would be free sailing.
"My, my. What do we have here?" came a chillingly calm and cold voice from behind them.
"Go" Sarah whispered harshly to Becay, and trained to follow orders the fairy raced towards a window leading to the outside. Acting on autopilot, Sarah spun to give Becay the chance to escape another lesson of Zail racing through her mind. 'Sometimes you have to give up the prize to keep your freedom, sometimes you have to sacrifice one to keep the freedom of the group. In simpler words, you must be ready to sacrifice at any time, in any situation.'
Sarah didn't even take in a moment to look at the finely dressed male, launching herself directly at the fey so he would have to deal with her and give Becay the time she needed. Both bodies fell to the ground as Sarah's tackle threw them both off balance. She must have caught him by surprise because for a moment she was able to scramble off the body beneath her and begin a race towards her ownfreedom.
Later she would hit herself for panicking in the moment. She should have remembered he was a powerful, magic wielding fey, should have knocked him out somehow, should have done something than just running.
Before she had even gone three steps something hit her back and suddenly she couldn't move. Frozen in mid-stride she heard movement behind her before the Goblin King walked around in front of her. Mismatched eyes blazing in anger and magic rolling in waves off him, Sarah suddenly felt dizzy.
"Let's see who you are to dare intrude into my castle" and Jareth pushed the hood back from the face of his attacker. In an instance all anger left his eyes leaving the way for confusion and disbelief.
"Sarah?"
Sarah knew she was in deep trouble and when, indeed if, she got out of this she would hunt down and kill Flick in a gruesome and painful manner.
Chapter 1
Three figures crept pass the goblins guarding the castle entrance and once inside one of the figures pushed back the hood of his black cloak and chuckled. Brown bangs fell around a handsome elfin face and green eyes that almost illuminated in the dark peered out "Told you they were stupid creatures."
Sarah pushed the material off her head of her own cloak and gave Flick a look. "I already know, remember. Damn it, why did I let you talk me into this. If we get caught by-" Any more words she was about to say was cut off when a hand clamped over her mouth. "Don't say his name" whispered a feminine voice in her ear, "he'll hear."
Sarah pulled the hand away and gave the red haired fairy a reassuring smile "You know I know better than that Becay. But this is really dangerous and nothing like we've ever done before and I don't even want to think about what would happen if the Goblin King did catch us." 'What he would do if he caught me' though Sarah to herself before she went back to pleading with Flick. "What about Zail, he'll ground us all for months if he finds out."
Flick shrugged away Sarah's worries and started to lead them slowly further into the castle. "We're not going to get caught and I don't care if my father does find out. If we get grounded we'll just sneak out - we are thieves after all. By the gods Sarah we come from the best theft organisation in the Underground."
"And your father is the one who has trained us all" hissed Sarah, all the while keeping an eye and an ear out for anything or anyone who would find them out. "Don't you think he, above anyone, would be able to stop us from getting out."
Flick stopped suddenly, seemed to consider it for a moment, before moving off again. Sarah and Becay shared a glance. This wouldn't be the first time Flick had gotten them into trouble but usually the possible consequences weren't quite as big as going into Jareth's castle were bound to be.
For the better part of an hour the three thieves crept about the castle avoiding the guards posted spasmodically on each level of the building finding something worthy of stealing. As Flick had pointed out if they were going to steal something from the Goblin King it may as well be something good. something great. something that showed that they had stolen from the King.
"Just grab something from the study" Sarah told Flick. Even second she spent in the castle made her more nervous. Zail's voice floated through her head 'there must be a delicate balance of adrenaline in your system. Too little and you won't be in tuned with your surroundings. Too much and you make mistakes.' At the rate she was going Sarah was afraid that every corner she turned would bring her face to face with the Goblin King.
Flick shook his head, "there has to be something better."
Becay glanced nervously up and down the corridor they walked through. "Why don't you grab one of his crystals and be done with it?"
Sarah and Flick stared at her. Flick with a growing smile and Sarah with growing dread. Becay suddenly seemed to realise what she had said and shook her head. "No, no, no, no. I did not just say that."
Flick grinned. "If you two are so scared why don't you go and wait for me outside. I'll be out in a few minutes." He pulled up his cloak hood and took off around a corner anything else could be said.
"Damn that elf" seethed Sarah and pulled up her own cloak hood. Taking his advice the two females started seeking a way out of the castle. When they came to the ground floor they both silently gave a sigh of relief. From here on it would be free sailing.
"My, my. What do we have here?" came a chillingly calm and cold voice from behind them.
"Go" Sarah whispered harshly to Becay, and trained to follow orders the fairy raced towards a window leading to the outside. Acting on autopilot, Sarah spun to give Becay the chance to escape another lesson of Zail racing through her mind. 'Sometimes you have to give up the prize to keep your freedom, sometimes you have to sacrifice one to keep the freedom of the group. In simpler words, you must be ready to sacrifice at any time, in any situation.'
Sarah didn't even take in a moment to look at the finely dressed male, launching herself directly at the fey so he would have to deal with her and give Becay the time she needed. Both bodies fell to the ground as Sarah's tackle threw them both off balance. She must have caught him by surprise because for a moment she was able to scramble off the body beneath her and begin a race towards her ownfreedom.
Later she would hit herself for panicking in the moment. She should have remembered he was a powerful, magic wielding fey, should have knocked him out somehow, should have done something than just running.
Before she had even gone three steps something hit her back and suddenly she couldn't move. Frozen in mid-stride she heard movement behind her before the Goblin King walked around in front of her. Mismatched eyes blazing in anger and magic rolling in waves off him, Sarah suddenly felt dizzy.
"Let's see who you are to dare intrude into my castle" and Jareth pushed the hood back from the face of his attacker. In an instance all anger left his eyes leaving the way for confusion and disbelief.
"Sarah?"
Sarah knew she was in deep trouble and when, indeed if, she got out of this she would hunt down and kill Flick in a gruesome and painful manner.