Wow.. look at this... two chapter in one weekend! I am on a roll (
Disclaimer: I own nothing that is Labyrinth related. All the other places and people belong to me
*****
Sarah watched as the Underground countryside drifted by. It seemed like hours since this journey began. She was very confused and pretty scared, for she still did not know the reasoning behind her abduction by the trolls. None of them spoke either, they just stared straight ahead as they followed the wagon. Soon, her eyes were greeted by a spectacular sight. It appeared they were heading into a city made of gold! Everything sparkled as if covered in glitter, and upon closer inspection, there was not even a speck of dirt anywhere to be seen. They passed merchant shops, homes and a school. Every one of the townspeople stopped what they were doing and stared at the spectacle that was Sarah and the troll guards moving through the city streets.
The wagon stopped abruptly in front of an impressive building. Sarah could not tell exactly what was housed here, but she supposed it was where the town's important business was conducted. Two of the trolls hopped up into the wagon bed and unfastened her chains. They left them attached to her wrists and ankles, however, and pulled her rather roughly out to the street.
"Get moving!" growled the lead troll. When she didn't comply the trolls holding her chains yanked her towards a door off to the side of the building. Another one was already at this door, flipping through a ring that had many keys on it. Once her found the correct one, he opened the door and all were ushered inside. Sarah saw she was in a hall way with a set of stone stairs at the end.
"What is this place?" she asked.
"No talking! You will find out soon enough!" the lead troll replied. The others snickered at this as they pulled Sarah along towards the stairs. The door at the bottom was unlocked, as was her holding cell. She went through the door with a shove and fell to her knees. The fetters were removed from her ankles and wrists, and as she climbed to her feet the cell door clanged shut behind her. She spun around and was face to face with the lead troll. She could see his yellowed eyes and the smell of his foul breath made her take a step back.
"You'll do well to take a rest, Intruder. You are going to need it!" He turned and walked back up the stairs, and the guard locked the stairway door behind him.
Sarah sat on the mattress that was to pass as a bed and covered her face with her hands. She could not figure out how she had gotten into this mess, nor was there a foreseeable way out of it. The only way out of the cell was the door, for the window was a mere slit, barely large enough to let the remaining sunlight filter through. Weary with defeat, she lay back and shut her eyes. Soon she was in a fitful slumber.
*****
Jareth flew quickly towards Merdia, the capital city of this kingdom. Travelling by ground would have taken hours, but in his owl form he would reach there with plenty of time to spare. Seeing the town below him, he aimed for the town square. The court always held session there in the home of Lord Rayne, who was the town marshal and also served as the High Advisor. Sarah's fate lied in his hands. Upon hearing voices Jareth landed on the window sill. Inside the room, which was the library, was Lord Rayne and a hideous looking troll. The troll bore an identical pendant around his neck as the one Jareth usually wore. Ludo had been correct about that part.
"My Lord, the mortal has been secured." Said the troll.
"Very well, Bormaon. I trust all went well?"
"Aye. A small insignificant fox tried to get in the way, but he was no match." Bormaon replied. "Her other two companions did not try to interfere."
Lord Rayne's eyebrow raised. "Other companions? Do tell, what did they look like?"
"One was a large, hairy beast, and the other was a mere dwarf."
"Hmm... a fox, beast and dwarf? I remember hearing a story once... Oh never mind. It's probably nothing more than coincidence."
Lord Rayne stood up and fixed himself another cup of tea. "I grow weary of these mortals, Bormaon. When I was first appointed as High Advisor mortal trials were all but unheard of. Now they seem to be a regular event." Sighing, he returned to his chair. He sipped thoughtfully at his tea and continued. "So, I suppose the whole town will want to be there again."
Bormaon said, "Aye, they are already lining up in the main hall, My Lord."
"Tomorrow should be a long day then. Goodnight."
Bormaon bowed and exited the room. Soon after Lord Rayne blew out the lamp and retired to his chambers.
*****
Sarah's friends were sitting in Hoggle's main room, extremely worried about Sarah. They still had heard nothing of her fate and were fearing the worst.
"We should have hids her," lamented Hoggle. "Then she wouldn't be in this mix."
"Dost thou think they would not find her still?" asked Didynus. "We could not perceive of this happening."
A timid knock on the door broke their reverie. Hoggle answered it and was greeted by a beautiful elfin woman.
"C-can I helps you?" Hoggle stuttered.
"I hope so. Are you not the creatures Sarah befriended while she was last here?"
"Y-y-yes! Do you knows anything about what has happened?" Hoggle asked.
"I might. My name is Marillia."
"Well, Sir Hoggle! Do not allow the lady to catch her death outdoors!" Didymus pushed Hoggle out of the way and stood aside. "Do come in, Lady Marillia!"
"Thank you." Marillia entered the room, and Hoggle, who had finally got his bearings, took her cloak from her and showed her to the table.
She chuckled, "Lady Marillia, eh? I have not been called that in years."
Didymus poured her a cup of broth and everyone gathered around to see what she had to say.
"Where to begin?" Marillia sighed. "I have a story to tell you that began over twenty years ago..."
Disclaimer: I own nothing that is Labyrinth related. All the other places and people belong to me
*****
Sarah watched as the Underground countryside drifted by. It seemed like hours since this journey began. She was very confused and pretty scared, for she still did not know the reasoning behind her abduction by the trolls. None of them spoke either, they just stared straight ahead as they followed the wagon. Soon, her eyes were greeted by a spectacular sight. It appeared they were heading into a city made of gold! Everything sparkled as if covered in glitter, and upon closer inspection, there was not even a speck of dirt anywhere to be seen. They passed merchant shops, homes and a school. Every one of the townspeople stopped what they were doing and stared at the spectacle that was Sarah and the troll guards moving through the city streets.
The wagon stopped abruptly in front of an impressive building. Sarah could not tell exactly what was housed here, but she supposed it was where the town's important business was conducted. Two of the trolls hopped up into the wagon bed and unfastened her chains. They left them attached to her wrists and ankles, however, and pulled her rather roughly out to the street.
"Get moving!" growled the lead troll. When she didn't comply the trolls holding her chains yanked her towards a door off to the side of the building. Another one was already at this door, flipping through a ring that had many keys on it. Once her found the correct one, he opened the door and all were ushered inside. Sarah saw she was in a hall way with a set of stone stairs at the end.
"What is this place?" she asked.
"No talking! You will find out soon enough!" the lead troll replied. The others snickered at this as they pulled Sarah along towards the stairs. The door at the bottom was unlocked, as was her holding cell. She went through the door with a shove and fell to her knees. The fetters were removed from her ankles and wrists, and as she climbed to her feet the cell door clanged shut behind her. She spun around and was face to face with the lead troll. She could see his yellowed eyes and the smell of his foul breath made her take a step back.
"You'll do well to take a rest, Intruder. You are going to need it!" He turned and walked back up the stairs, and the guard locked the stairway door behind him.
Sarah sat on the mattress that was to pass as a bed and covered her face with her hands. She could not figure out how she had gotten into this mess, nor was there a foreseeable way out of it. The only way out of the cell was the door, for the window was a mere slit, barely large enough to let the remaining sunlight filter through. Weary with defeat, she lay back and shut her eyes. Soon she was in a fitful slumber.
*****
Jareth flew quickly towards Merdia, the capital city of this kingdom. Travelling by ground would have taken hours, but in his owl form he would reach there with plenty of time to spare. Seeing the town below him, he aimed for the town square. The court always held session there in the home of Lord Rayne, who was the town marshal and also served as the High Advisor. Sarah's fate lied in his hands. Upon hearing voices Jareth landed on the window sill. Inside the room, which was the library, was Lord Rayne and a hideous looking troll. The troll bore an identical pendant around his neck as the one Jareth usually wore. Ludo had been correct about that part.
"My Lord, the mortal has been secured." Said the troll.
"Very well, Bormaon. I trust all went well?"
"Aye. A small insignificant fox tried to get in the way, but he was no match." Bormaon replied. "Her other two companions did not try to interfere."
Lord Rayne's eyebrow raised. "Other companions? Do tell, what did they look like?"
"One was a large, hairy beast, and the other was a mere dwarf."
"Hmm... a fox, beast and dwarf? I remember hearing a story once... Oh never mind. It's probably nothing more than coincidence."
Lord Rayne stood up and fixed himself another cup of tea. "I grow weary of these mortals, Bormaon. When I was first appointed as High Advisor mortal trials were all but unheard of. Now they seem to be a regular event." Sighing, he returned to his chair. He sipped thoughtfully at his tea and continued. "So, I suppose the whole town will want to be there again."
Bormaon said, "Aye, they are already lining up in the main hall, My Lord."
"Tomorrow should be a long day then. Goodnight."
Bormaon bowed and exited the room. Soon after Lord Rayne blew out the lamp and retired to his chambers.
*****
Sarah's friends were sitting in Hoggle's main room, extremely worried about Sarah. They still had heard nothing of her fate and were fearing the worst.
"We should have hids her," lamented Hoggle. "Then she wouldn't be in this mix."
"Dost thou think they would not find her still?" asked Didynus. "We could not perceive of this happening."
A timid knock on the door broke their reverie. Hoggle answered it and was greeted by a beautiful elfin woman.
"C-can I helps you?" Hoggle stuttered.
"I hope so. Are you not the creatures Sarah befriended while she was last here?"
"Y-y-yes! Do you knows anything about what has happened?" Hoggle asked.
"I might. My name is Marillia."
"Well, Sir Hoggle! Do not allow the lady to catch her death outdoors!" Didymus pushed Hoggle out of the way and stood aside. "Do come in, Lady Marillia!"
"Thank you." Marillia entered the room, and Hoggle, who had finally got his bearings, took her cloak from her and showed her to the table.
She chuckled, "Lady Marillia, eh? I have not been called that in years."
Didymus poured her a cup of broth and everyone gathered around to see what she had to say.
"Where to begin?" Marillia sighed. "I have a story to tell you that began over twenty years ago..."