GOBLINS:
Chapter 8: "You've run so long, you've run so far..." Within you -David Bowie
Nothing at all. The palace was empty. The idea made Jareth blink. "She has to be in the maze, but where" he knew that she would be upset, but to manage to escape towards the labyrinth? To try to hide from him, in his own labyrinth? He summoned a crystal.
" Show me Sarah "
Sarah looked at the sky, through the forest branches. Pink and amber ribbons of cloud were lit by the declining sun. She was walking absent- minded for the first time feeling safe with her friends at her side and singing lowly when Hoggle detained her.
"Is something wrong?" Hoggle examined the surroundings suspiciously, " I think someone is following us." "Do you think that Jareth found us?" He licked his lips nervously "No... not him...amm...It must be bilges. I didn't want to scare you Sarah" he changed the topic "by the way what were you singing?" "Now that you say it, I'm not sure, I heard it a while ago"
Then se screamed. A bright, savage figure had leaped out in front of Sarah. It was a Firey, and the Fireys are wild. Are they ever. They are wild about how wild they are.
"That is our song" a second one appeared
"Yeah" greed another one from behind her, making her start around in fright.
"Yes, sir!" hollered a third one, prancing from the trees and leering wildly at her.
She looked around at them all in great alarm. "Wa-hoo!" one replied, rapping out a fast rhythm with his fingers on a rock.
"Ludo hate Fireys, Fireys no friends"
They all slapped their sides and laughed maniacally. One let out a whoop and hit his hand on a log.
"Yeeeahhh!"
Hoggle intervened between them and Sarah, to his side Didymus on Ambrosius. " Why are you here? you live in the dark forest "
" Bad memories " A Firey jumped over a pair of tree stumps and started using them as drums " No more chilly down "
"Hey-ey!" one said to her, rousingly. " She is the one who took off my head"
The rest broke into an up-tempo dance number, clicking and drumming their fingers as they circled around her. "We gotta take your head off now."
"Yeah, we get to throw your head around"
Sarah took a step back, with that dress she might not run, and she could not leave her friends either
"Fear not, sweet damsel," Sir Didymus told her. "These puny fireys are no match for Sir Didymus." He raised his staff, and was about to charge the army single-handed when Ambrosius wheeled around and bolted again "Ambrosius stop, we must stand and fight them face to face. It is the only honourable way"
"Come on, take off your head!"
"Off with their heads!"
"It won't hurt."
Heads began to fly up beside him.
"No!" she cried. It was too late
Another Firey took his head off his shoulders and threw it in the air. It was kicked and headed around like a soccer ball. Another took his leg off, and with a delicate chip shot hit the head back onto its body. Then they approached rider and steed with the intention of repeating it
"C´mon missy, Didymus will take care of them, we must go"
As the 3 of them run away they could hear the brave fox in the distance
Ha!" Sir Didymus shouted tauntingly. "Had enough, have ye? Have at thee!" he hollered excitedly. En garde!
Hoggle, Sarah, and Ludo reached the place. Nowhere. An utterly desolate landscape, a desert whose only features were heaps and scraps of junk. It was a place to forget. Above them a somber sky this time.
Sarah saw a pile of junk, stacked up on the bent back of a little old goblin woman. At the same time it dawned on her the presence of other mounds of garbage, people, who were moving very slowly across the moonscape.
The junk woman's puckered face was staring crossly at her from beneath a load of bent and battered metal objects, discarded clothes, chipped crockery, and broken furniture that she bore. "Searching for something , ain't we? Looking for your friend, young woman?"
"Agnes" she called her
"Don't Agnes me lady, I won't say a thing"
"Give the girl a chance, someone as beautiful as yourself can't deny to help a poor mortal" Hoggle paused, almost smiling. "It would mean very much for me my...er... jewel of ..er...my jewel of - he looked for help in his companions but in spite of seeing their expression he knew that he was alone.
Imagine that you are in a very serious place where you could not laugh, and then, you read the funniest thing of the whole world. You will probably being biting your lips and thinking I can not laugh, will not laugh, will not laugh . Well, this was Sarah and Ludo´s case. At last Hoggle came up with it -plastic." He finished
The junk woman blushed
"Hoggle!" she giggled "You are a naughty dwarf, bad, naughty dwarf" Then she got her attention on Sarah though she didn't stop looking at Hoggle with puppy eyes. "You better thank him sweetie."
"I wanted to ask you about a blue crystal that I had before." Occasionally a pile of junk would arise on the back of someone who wandered across to try the pickings in another mound. " I know you got many things in your power, may be you has this one too"
The junk woman chuckled, mollified. "Well, of course, dearie. Now me, I found lots of things." And she glanced upward, indicating the burden of junk piled up on her back.
Sarah was grinning with excitement "Well, where is it?"
The junk woman grunted with satisfaction. "Don't you worry, dearie, I told you I found your friends, old Agnes never lie"
"What are you talking about?" asked Hoggle impatiently "We only lost Dydimus and we know where he is. Now, where's the crystal?"
" If you are mean to me Hog--
"You betray us! " Sarah was looking past the old woman
Goblins armies were issuing from twin corridors of junk.
The goblin army suddenly came charging at them, with pounding feet. There was only one thing to do: run. As they did so, they heard a stupendous smash. They turned around, and watched wave upon wave of the goblin soldiers piling upon top of each other.
Hoggle suddenly stopped, his arms spread wide in warning. The rest halted behind him. At the way they had taken, a detachment of goblins were waiting for them, spiky with spears.
Ludo!" Sarah cried suddenly.
Several goblins were keeping Ludo caught, the creature debated frantically in the trap in which he had fallen. They were surrounded.
Meanwhile, Hoggle had an idea.
"Look there! Is Jareth!" all the heads turned where Hoggle's finger pointed, allowing them a moment of distraction. Hoggle grabbed Sarah's hand. " His majesty, where? The captain said but when he turned again towards his prisoners, these had already left. "Keep and eye on the beast and bring the others!"
Sarah quivered, they had reached a dead end. Hoggle was talking to her. But Sarah wasn't listening to him. She was looking around for an escape. There has to be some trick, there was always some trick, if only she could find it.
A loud noise startled them. A solid wall of furiously spinning knives and chopping cleavers was bearing inexorably down upon them. Dozens of keen blades, and every one of them pointing forward and whirring wickedly. "The Cleaners!" Hoggle shrieked
"Not this thing again!"
Then she found it. The way out. Hoggle was first; key rolling on one of the piles near torn crystals, Sarah was next, but never made it
"Sarah!" he shouted above the echoing din.
"Hoggle!" there was panic in her voice. "Help me!"
He glanced at his best friend trying to get free. The skirt of her gown had got caught in one of the objects of the numerous mountains of garbage. Stupid dress, stupid Jareth. The slashing machine came clanking on behind her. And it would chop her into little pieces in the blink of an eye
What could he do? What?
The whizzing blades were rapidly drawing nearer
"Oh my God." She trembled as she tried to pull of the silk "I wish I had my jeans right now" Immediately Sarah felt herself falling down to one of the sides. Next to her the diabolical machine was destroying everything in his path. Her garment gone and a midnight blue poets shirt and jeans instead.
She had no time to utter more than the first tremor of a scream when she realised that she nearly dead - One more second, just a second and she...- before the earth closed up again above her head.
*******
The interrogation had gone for half an hour now.
Jareth raised one elegant eyebrow. The last question has been about the crystal he stole, he wasn't so sure of Jareth knowing the truth, though he seemed a little weak.
"Me? A blue crystal? After your warnings?" Few drops of sweat slipped for the face of the dwarf.
"No, it would be stupid even for you."
Jareth stopped talking, Hoggle started to march pathetically away assuming that the interview was over.
"An another thing" Hoggle stopped, rigid, his eyes closed "Sarah"
"You know where is she? Hmm?" Jareth asked, too softly
" I ain't know nothing"
Jareth's voice came back crisply
"Hoghead, what are you thinking right now? That I would drag her into my chamber to seduce her???", "I won't harm her. Come, come, tell me where is she"
Hoggle remained standing still, staring at him. Yeah, right, and I'm the 8th dwarf of Snow-white.
"I really don't kn- -
" I'm afraid you don't understand Hogbrain" he didn't even have time to blink, and the next thing he knew Jareth had picked him up. "I've grown quite fond of her, and now I can't find her, the Labyrinth is helping her against me. And you, my little friend, you are the one who is going to help me"
Hoggle´s eyes held his, dumbfounded
"You love her" his eyes widened with the discovery "you repulsive little scab" anger in his voice, then he stopped suddenly.
"I've been thinking" said Jareth "how nice it would be if you weren't around"
He removed his hand abruptly, watching as Hoggle slumping to the floor in a violent coughing fit.
"Goodbye, Hoggle" he said simply
He caught his breath. Wait a moment, had he just said well his name? Oh no, damn it, that was a bad sign, a terrible sign
"What do you mean goodbye?"
AN: I'm back :) like I said before, I've been having problems with my computer, but now everything is back to normal, that means more story and sooner, ideas, reviews, mails, complains, etc are welcome, just remember I'm a very sensitive person
Chapter 8: "You've run so long, you've run so far..." Within you -David Bowie
Nothing at all. The palace was empty. The idea made Jareth blink. "She has to be in the maze, but where" he knew that she would be upset, but to manage to escape towards the labyrinth? To try to hide from him, in his own labyrinth? He summoned a crystal.
" Show me Sarah "
Sarah looked at the sky, through the forest branches. Pink and amber ribbons of cloud were lit by the declining sun. She was walking absent- minded for the first time feeling safe with her friends at her side and singing lowly when Hoggle detained her.
"Is something wrong?" Hoggle examined the surroundings suspiciously, " I think someone is following us." "Do you think that Jareth found us?" He licked his lips nervously "No... not him...amm...It must be bilges. I didn't want to scare you Sarah" he changed the topic "by the way what were you singing?" "Now that you say it, I'm not sure, I heard it a while ago"
Then se screamed. A bright, savage figure had leaped out in front of Sarah. It was a Firey, and the Fireys are wild. Are they ever. They are wild about how wild they are.
"That is our song" a second one appeared
"Yeah" greed another one from behind her, making her start around in fright.
"Yes, sir!" hollered a third one, prancing from the trees and leering wildly at her.
She looked around at them all in great alarm. "Wa-hoo!" one replied, rapping out a fast rhythm with his fingers on a rock.
"Ludo hate Fireys, Fireys no friends"
They all slapped their sides and laughed maniacally. One let out a whoop and hit his hand on a log.
"Yeeeahhh!"
Hoggle intervened between them and Sarah, to his side Didymus on Ambrosius. " Why are you here? you live in the dark forest "
" Bad memories " A Firey jumped over a pair of tree stumps and started using them as drums " No more chilly down "
"Hey-ey!" one said to her, rousingly. " She is the one who took off my head"
The rest broke into an up-tempo dance number, clicking and drumming their fingers as they circled around her. "We gotta take your head off now."
"Yeah, we get to throw your head around"
Sarah took a step back, with that dress she might not run, and she could not leave her friends either
"Fear not, sweet damsel," Sir Didymus told her. "These puny fireys are no match for Sir Didymus." He raised his staff, and was about to charge the army single-handed when Ambrosius wheeled around and bolted again "Ambrosius stop, we must stand and fight them face to face. It is the only honourable way"
"Come on, take off your head!"
"Off with their heads!"
"It won't hurt."
Heads began to fly up beside him.
"No!" she cried. It was too late
Another Firey took his head off his shoulders and threw it in the air. It was kicked and headed around like a soccer ball. Another took his leg off, and with a delicate chip shot hit the head back onto its body. Then they approached rider and steed with the intention of repeating it
"C´mon missy, Didymus will take care of them, we must go"
As the 3 of them run away they could hear the brave fox in the distance
Ha!" Sir Didymus shouted tauntingly. "Had enough, have ye? Have at thee!" he hollered excitedly. En garde!
Hoggle, Sarah, and Ludo reached the place. Nowhere. An utterly desolate landscape, a desert whose only features were heaps and scraps of junk. It was a place to forget. Above them a somber sky this time.
Sarah saw a pile of junk, stacked up on the bent back of a little old goblin woman. At the same time it dawned on her the presence of other mounds of garbage, people, who were moving very slowly across the moonscape.
The junk woman's puckered face was staring crossly at her from beneath a load of bent and battered metal objects, discarded clothes, chipped crockery, and broken furniture that she bore. "Searching for something , ain't we? Looking for your friend, young woman?"
"Agnes" she called her
"Don't Agnes me lady, I won't say a thing"
"Give the girl a chance, someone as beautiful as yourself can't deny to help a poor mortal" Hoggle paused, almost smiling. "It would mean very much for me my...er... jewel of ..er...my jewel of - he looked for help in his companions but in spite of seeing their expression he knew that he was alone.
Imagine that you are in a very serious place where you could not laugh, and then, you read the funniest thing of the whole world. You will probably being biting your lips and thinking I can not laugh, will not laugh, will not laugh . Well, this was Sarah and Ludo´s case. At last Hoggle came up with it -plastic." He finished
The junk woman blushed
"Hoggle!" she giggled "You are a naughty dwarf, bad, naughty dwarf" Then she got her attention on Sarah though she didn't stop looking at Hoggle with puppy eyes. "You better thank him sweetie."
"I wanted to ask you about a blue crystal that I had before." Occasionally a pile of junk would arise on the back of someone who wandered across to try the pickings in another mound. " I know you got many things in your power, may be you has this one too"
The junk woman chuckled, mollified. "Well, of course, dearie. Now me, I found lots of things." And she glanced upward, indicating the burden of junk piled up on her back.
Sarah was grinning with excitement "Well, where is it?"
The junk woman grunted with satisfaction. "Don't you worry, dearie, I told you I found your friends, old Agnes never lie"
"What are you talking about?" asked Hoggle impatiently "We only lost Dydimus and we know where he is. Now, where's the crystal?"
" If you are mean to me Hog--
"You betray us! " Sarah was looking past the old woman
Goblins armies were issuing from twin corridors of junk.
The goblin army suddenly came charging at them, with pounding feet. There was only one thing to do: run. As they did so, they heard a stupendous smash. They turned around, and watched wave upon wave of the goblin soldiers piling upon top of each other.
Hoggle suddenly stopped, his arms spread wide in warning. The rest halted behind him. At the way they had taken, a detachment of goblins were waiting for them, spiky with spears.
Ludo!" Sarah cried suddenly.
Several goblins were keeping Ludo caught, the creature debated frantically in the trap in which he had fallen. They were surrounded.
Meanwhile, Hoggle had an idea.
"Look there! Is Jareth!" all the heads turned where Hoggle's finger pointed, allowing them a moment of distraction. Hoggle grabbed Sarah's hand. " His majesty, where? The captain said but when he turned again towards his prisoners, these had already left. "Keep and eye on the beast and bring the others!"
Sarah quivered, they had reached a dead end. Hoggle was talking to her. But Sarah wasn't listening to him. She was looking around for an escape. There has to be some trick, there was always some trick, if only she could find it.
A loud noise startled them. A solid wall of furiously spinning knives and chopping cleavers was bearing inexorably down upon them. Dozens of keen blades, and every one of them pointing forward and whirring wickedly. "The Cleaners!" Hoggle shrieked
"Not this thing again!"
Then she found it. The way out. Hoggle was first; key rolling on one of the piles near torn crystals, Sarah was next, but never made it
"Sarah!" he shouted above the echoing din.
"Hoggle!" there was panic in her voice. "Help me!"
He glanced at his best friend trying to get free. The skirt of her gown had got caught in one of the objects of the numerous mountains of garbage. Stupid dress, stupid Jareth. The slashing machine came clanking on behind her. And it would chop her into little pieces in the blink of an eye
What could he do? What?
The whizzing blades were rapidly drawing nearer
"Oh my God." She trembled as she tried to pull of the silk "I wish I had my jeans right now" Immediately Sarah felt herself falling down to one of the sides. Next to her the diabolical machine was destroying everything in his path. Her garment gone and a midnight blue poets shirt and jeans instead.
She had no time to utter more than the first tremor of a scream when she realised that she nearly dead - One more second, just a second and she...- before the earth closed up again above her head.
*******
The interrogation had gone for half an hour now.
Jareth raised one elegant eyebrow. The last question has been about the crystal he stole, he wasn't so sure of Jareth knowing the truth, though he seemed a little weak.
"Me? A blue crystal? After your warnings?" Few drops of sweat slipped for the face of the dwarf.
"No, it would be stupid even for you."
Jareth stopped talking, Hoggle started to march pathetically away assuming that the interview was over.
"An another thing" Hoggle stopped, rigid, his eyes closed "Sarah"
"You know where is she? Hmm?" Jareth asked, too softly
" I ain't know nothing"
Jareth's voice came back crisply
"Hoghead, what are you thinking right now? That I would drag her into my chamber to seduce her???", "I won't harm her. Come, come, tell me where is she"
Hoggle remained standing still, staring at him. Yeah, right, and I'm the 8th dwarf of Snow-white.
"I really don't kn- -
" I'm afraid you don't understand Hogbrain" he didn't even have time to blink, and the next thing he knew Jareth had picked him up. "I've grown quite fond of her, and now I can't find her, the Labyrinth is helping her against me. And you, my little friend, you are the one who is going to help me"
Hoggle´s eyes held his, dumbfounded
"You love her" his eyes widened with the discovery "you repulsive little scab" anger in his voice, then he stopped suddenly.
"I've been thinking" said Jareth "how nice it would be if you weren't around"
He removed his hand abruptly, watching as Hoggle slumping to the floor in a violent coughing fit.
"Goodbye, Hoggle" he said simply
He caught his breath. Wait a moment, had he just said well his name? Oh no, damn it, that was a bad sign, a terrible sign
"What do you mean goodbye?"
AN: I'm back :) like I said before, I've been having problems with my computer, but now everything is back to normal, that means more story and sooner, ideas, reviews, mails, complains, etc are welcome, just remember I'm a very sensitive person
