Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Labyrinth.
A/N: This is the last chapter to STEALING THE KEY. Luckily for you, though, it's six pages long. Or unluckily for you, if that's a bad thing. But for me it's not! HEHEHEHEHEHE!
CHAPTER SEVEN:
"You shouldn't have pushed all that magic into her."
Sarah moaned and raised a hand to her forehead. Her blood was humming in her veins.
"She's not used to magic, and her body's definitely not used to such powerful magic in such big doses."
"Well, you should have told me that, little brother."
"I figured you knew, O all-seeing one."
"Grow up, you two." Lynda's voice cut through the air.
"Sorry, your majesty." Crysta and Hawk said in unison.
Sarah blacked out again.
~*~*~*~*~*~
She awakened as Hawk shook her shoulders. "'s time to get up. We can't take too long here."
Sarah groaned, then stood and her head spinned. She shut her eyes tightly and the room formed in her mind once more.
"So what is it?" She opened her eyes to see Hawk, Crysta and Lynda staring at her intently.
"A sword. A silver sword with sapphire gems."
"That's the key?" Lynda asked, surprised. "A sword is the key?"
"Not an ordinary sword," Crysta put in tiredly. "It's the Sword of Element."
Hawk and Lynda were silent.
"What? What does that mean?" Sarah asked, wide-eyed.
Lynda shot Hawk and Crysta a look. "Nothing. It's just a sword. Nothing more."
"Then what am I-" Sarah was cut off by Crysta, who handed her a cup full of clear, blue liquid.
"Drink it all at once." She instructed in a no- nonsense voice.
Sarah threw back her head and gulped it down, and immediately felt as if she were in shock. The liquid was like ice, and it seemed to freeze her insides all at once.
"What the hell was that?!" she gasped for breath.
"Chamin." Crysta said simply.
"And what the hell is that?!"
"It's a healing potion. You will find you have regained your energy once the shock wears off."
"Shock. If that was shock." she trailed off, for lack of anything to say to end her expression.
Hawk stood, "Well, sister dearest-"
"Don't be pert, boy."
They both grinned. "We're going now."
"Alright. Good-bye. You know the way out."
"Yes, I do."
Hawk moved to leave, then stopped. He bent down and embraced his sister, then left without saying another word. The others followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~
It was an easy task for Sarah to find the door to the golden room. Her legs moved practically on their own- she was just a tourist along for the ride.
"So this is the door?" Hawk asked.
"Yeah, it is." Sarah said nonchalantly.
"Well?" Lynda asked.
"Well what?"
"Well did my sister somehow show you how to open it?"
"Uh.no. The door was opened when I saw it."
"Peachy." Hawk turned around at a thump behind him. Hoggle was scampering off.
"Hey! Where d'you think you're going you little runt?" Hawk yelled, and grabbed Hoggle by the back of his shirt, lifting him off the ground.
"Lemme go!" Hoggle squirmed in Hawk's grasp.
"Hawk! Put him down!" Hawk ignored Sarah and continued to glare at the dwarf.
"Please! I can't go in there!" Hoggle stopped suddenly.
"Why not?" Hawk growled.
Hoggle averted his eyes and mumbled something.
"WHY NOT?!" Hawk yelled.
"I can't tell you! I'm not allowed!" Hoggle yelled back.
Hawk dropped the dwarf to the ground. "Then go back to your precious monarch, since that's where your loyalties lie."
Hoggle ran off without a single look back.
Sarah glared at Hawk. 'What did you do that for?" she hissed, her voice furious.
"He's not on our side, Sarah."
"But we might need his help!" the girl protested.
Hawk glared back at her. "Just open the door."
She opened her mouth to tell him that she had no clue how she was supposed to open this door when Hawk grabbed her hand and held it to a square on the door. The ground trembled and Sarah's hand began to get warm. She tried to yank her hand away, but Hawk held her to the door.
The earth gave one last shudder, and all was still. The door slid slowly to welcome its visitors.
"Be careful." Hawk whispered as the trio walked through the door.
"Careful of what?" she whispered back. 'And why are we whispering."
Because of me., purred a voice- no. Not a voice. It was more like pictures forming words echoing in her head. Hawk and Lynda froze alongside her.
A laugh echoed in the room. Turn around, children. See me.
Hawk was the first to turn, and he took an involuntary step back. Sarah and Lynda both gasped when they made eye contact with. it.
At first, Sarah's mind registered it as a lizard. But seconds later it spread its wings menacingly and, dumbfounded, she realized that she- a mortal- beheld a dragon.
Foolish children. the voice echoed in her head. You want my key. No one's ever gotten my key. It's MINE! And it always shall be mine.
"We need it." Hawk growled.
The dragon stared at Hawk, along with the women. It made eye contact with the man- Hawk was tiny compared to it. Then it laughed- a slow, mocking laugh.
You companions don't know what you are, do they little one?
Lynda looked at him. "What you are?"
Behold! And they looked as Hawk began to. melt. A black substance flowed over him limbs, and hid knees buckled backwards. His hands and feet melted into. paws. Sarah watched as he completed the change into the same black wolf she had seen several weeks ago.
"He's a shifter." Lynda sneered.
Yes. Not only is your friend a thief- the scum of the human world-but he's a shifter, too! The scum of both worlds in one lone man. the dragon laughed harshly once more. That's just too preci- A scream of pain and fury cut off his next words.
A cut appeared on the dragon's hind quarters, bleeding ebony blood onto ebony scales. The dragon howled in fury as it beheld Lynda, with two of the lethal wood-knives in her hand- the pride of her kingdom.
Woman! The dragon lunged towards Lynda, but Hawk- still in wolf form- leapt and clamped his teeth around the dragon's throat.
The monster reeled, blending itself and Hawk into a blur of black fur and black scales. Hawk refused to let go and thrashed- as to rip out the creature's throat.
"Sarah! Get the sword!" Lynda yelled as she struck the dragon again. Sarah stood still, her mind struck dumb. At another scream of pain from the dragon- followed by a human scream of pain- she run foreword and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
The silver burned her hand when first grasped, but she gritted her teeth and held tight.
MINE! The dragon had turned to Sarah when it felt the sword be removed from the alter. The sword and her sword arm glowed brightly as the dragon turned on her- Hawk now gone from its throat. She let out a warrior cry and lunged foreword, driving the Sword of Element hilt-deep into the dragon's chest.
It looked at the sword, then at Sarah, then fell, dead.
Sarah pulled the sword from the body then stood there, looking at the beautiful silver sword covered with midnight black blood.
"Sarah." She turned to see Hawk crouching over her mother.
"Sarah. She's dead."
Hawk lifted Lynda's head to show the other side of her face, torn and drenched with her blood.
Sarah turned away and threw up, retching.
She felt Hawk come up behind her and hold her hair back as her body responded to all the death.
They were silent. Then Hawk spoke once more. "We'll bury her, and then use the key."
"What do you mean by 'use the key'?" Sarah gasped, breathing heavily.
"The Sword of Element is the only sword that can kill a Fae."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's the end of this story in the trilogy! I'm so EVIL!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! But I had to get Lynda out of the was so Sarah and Hawk can fall in love..................................................MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Nah, I'm just kidding. Sarah and Hawk aren't going to fall in love, Hawk loves me!!! Nah, just kidding again. I'm sitting here in Creative Writing group at school, and everyone's been staring at me (everyone meaning the Writing group and the Yearbook geeks) as I laughed evilly while writing this chapter. I'm gonna laugh evilly just to scare them again. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
It's just so much fun!
A/N: This is the last chapter to STEALING THE KEY. Luckily for you, though, it's six pages long. Or unluckily for you, if that's a bad thing. But for me it's not! HEHEHEHEHEHE!
CHAPTER SEVEN:
"You shouldn't have pushed all that magic into her."
Sarah moaned and raised a hand to her forehead. Her blood was humming in her veins.
"She's not used to magic, and her body's definitely not used to such powerful magic in such big doses."
"Well, you should have told me that, little brother."
"I figured you knew, O all-seeing one."
"Grow up, you two." Lynda's voice cut through the air.
"Sorry, your majesty." Crysta and Hawk said in unison.
Sarah blacked out again.
~*~*~*~*~*~
She awakened as Hawk shook her shoulders. "'s time to get up. We can't take too long here."
Sarah groaned, then stood and her head spinned. She shut her eyes tightly and the room formed in her mind once more.
"So what is it?" She opened her eyes to see Hawk, Crysta and Lynda staring at her intently.
"A sword. A silver sword with sapphire gems."
"That's the key?" Lynda asked, surprised. "A sword is the key?"
"Not an ordinary sword," Crysta put in tiredly. "It's the Sword of Element."
Hawk and Lynda were silent.
"What? What does that mean?" Sarah asked, wide-eyed.
Lynda shot Hawk and Crysta a look. "Nothing. It's just a sword. Nothing more."
"Then what am I-" Sarah was cut off by Crysta, who handed her a cup full of clear, blue liquid.
"Drink it all at once." She instructed in a no- nonsense voice.
Sarah threw back her head and gulped it down, and immediately felt as if she were in shock. The liquid was like ice, and it seemed to freeze her insides all at once.
"What the hell was that?!" she gasped for breath.
"Chamin." Crysta said simply.
"And what the hell is that?!"
"It's a healing potion. You will find you have regained your energy once the shock wears off."
"Shock. If that was shock." she trailed off, for lack of anything to say to end her expression.
Hawk stood, "Well, sister dearest-"
"Don't be pert, boy."
They both grinned. "We're going now."
"Alright. Good-bye. You know the way out."
"Yes, I do."
Hawk moved to leave, then stopped. He bent down and embraced his sister, then left without saying another word. The others followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~
It was an easy task for Sarah to find the door to the golden room. Her legs moved practically on their own- she was just a tourist along for the ride.
"So this is the door?" Hawk asked.
"Yeah, it is." Sarah said nonchalantly.
"Well?" Lynda asked.
"Well what?"
"Well did my sister somehow show you how to open it?"
"Uh.no. The door was opened when I saw it."
"Peachy." Hawk turned around at a thump behind him. Hoggle was scampering off.
"Hey! Where d'you think you're going you little runt?" Hawk yelled, and grabbed Hoggle by the back of his shirt, lifting him off the ground.
"Lemme go!" Hoggle squirmed in Hawk's grasp.
"Hawk! Put him down!" Hawk ignored Sarah and continued to glare at the dwarf.
"Please! I can't go in there!" Hoggle stopped suddenly.
"Why not?" Hawk growled.
Hoggle averted his eyes and mumbled something.
"WHY NOT?!" Hawk yelled.
"I can't tell you! I'm not allowed!" Hoggle yelled back.
Hawk dropped the dwarf to the ground. "Then go back to your precious monarch, since that's where your loyalties lie."
Hoggle ran off without a single look back.
Sarah glared at Hawk. 'What did you do that for?" she hissed, her voice furious.
"He's not on our side, Sarah."
"But we might need his help!" the girl protested.
Hawk glared back at her. "Just open the door."
She opened her mouth to tell him that she had no clue how she was supposed to open this door when Hawk grabbed her hand and held it to a square on the door. The ground trembled and Sarah's hand began to get warm. She tried to yank her hand away, but Hawk held her to the door.
The earth gave one last shudder, and all was still. The door slid slowly to welcome its visitors.
"Be careful." Hawk whispered as the trio walked through the door.
"Careful of what?" she whispered back. 'And why are we whispering."
Because of me., purred a voice- no. Not a voice. It was more like pictures forming words echoing in her head. Hawk and Lynda froze alongside her.
A laugh echoed in the room. Turn around, children. See me.
Hawk was the first to turn, and he took an involuntary step back. Sarah and Lynda both gasped when they made eye contact with. it.
At first, Sarah's mind registered it as a lizard. But seconds later it spread its wings menacingly and, dumbfounded, she realized that she- a mortal- beheld a dragon.
Foolish children. the voice echoed in her head. You want my key. No one's ever gotten my key. It's MINE! And it always shall be mine.
"We need it." Hawk growled.
The dragon stared at Hawk, along with the women. It made eye contact with the man- Hawk was tiny compared to it. Then it laughed- a slow, mocking laugh.
You companions don't know what you are, do they little one?
Lynda looked at him. "What you are?"
Behold! And they looked as Hawk began to. melt. A black substance flowed over him limbs, and hid knees buckled backwards. His hands and feet melted into. paws. Sarah watched as he completed the change into the same black wolf she had seen several weeks ago.
"He's a shifter." Lynda sneered.
Yes. Not only is your friend a thief- the scum of the human world-but he's a shifter, too! The scum of both worlds in one lone man. the dragon laughed harshly once more. That's just too preci- A scream of pain and fury cut off his next words.
A cut appeared on the dragon's hind quarters, bleeding ebony blood onto ebony scales. The dragon howled in fury as it beheld Lynda, with two of the lethal wood-knives in her hand- the pride of her kingdom.
Woman! The dragon lunged towards Lynda, but Hawk- still in wolf form- leapt and clamped his teeth around the dragon's throat.
The monster reeled, blending itself and Hawk into a blur of black fur and black scales. Hawk refused to let go and thrashed- as to rip out the creature's throat.
"Sarah! Get the sword!" Lynda yelled as she struck the dragon again. Sarah stood still, her mind struck dumb. At another scream of pain from the dragon- followed by a human scream of pain- she run foreword and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
The silver burned her hand when first grasped, but she gritted her teeth and held tight.
MINE! The dragon had turned to Sarah when it felt the sword be removed from the alter. The sword and her sword arm glowed brightly as the dragon turned on her- Hawk now gone from its throat. She let out a warrior cry and lunged foreword, driving the Sword of Element hilt-deep into the dragon's chest.
It looked at the sword, then at Sarah, then fell, dead.
Sarah pulled the sword from the body then stood there, looking at the beautiful silver sword covered with midnight black blood.
"Sarah." She turned to see Hawk crouching over her mother.
"Sarah. She's dead."
Hawk lifted Lynda's head to show the other side of her face, torn and drenched with her blood.
Sarah turned away and threw up, retching.
She felt Hawk come up behind her and hold her hair back as her body responded to all the death.
They were silent. Then Hawk spoke once more. "We'll bury her, and then use the key."
"What do you mean by 'use the key'?" Sarah gasped, breathing heavily.
"The Sword of Element is the only sword that can kill a Fae."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's the end of this story in the trilogy! I'm so EVIL!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! But I had to get Lynda out of the was so Sarah and Hawk can fall in love..................................................MUAHAHAHAHAHA! Nah, I'm just kidding. Sarah and Hawk aren't going to fall in love, Hawk loves me!!! Nah, just kidding again. I'm sitting here in Creative Writing group at school, and everyone's been staring at me (everyone meaning the Writing group and the Yearbook geeks) as I laughed evilly while writing this chapter. I'm gonna laugh evilly just to scare them again. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
It's just so much fun!