Glitter and light flashed. When it dissolved, the Goblin King stood in its
place. Along with a vaguely familiar teen guy. Farrah looked surprised,
even though she had called him. She hadn't expected it to work.
"Did you mean what you just said, young Farrah?" he asked, raising an
eyebrow. Bryon raised an eyebrow, not in the same frame of mind as Jareth,
though. That Farrah, he'd seen her somewhere. He thought for a moment, but
still couldn't place the face.
"No, really. I called you for help. Have you heard of Jared? Well, even if
you haven't, he's downstairs right now holding my mother Sarah Williams
hostage. He's in a goth outfit, if that gives you any clues. Just a
minute." Farrah said as she took Tobi and set her back in her crib. She
hadn't stirred a bit since when Farrah'd yelled at her. Farrah quickly ran
back into her room.
"We'd better go." Jareth said urgently. He conjured a few crystals and
transported all three of them downstairs. At the sight of the trio Jared
abruptly stopped struggling with Sarah. Sarah had a few bruises, but was
otherwise unharmed.
"Well," Jared said, turning to face Jareth "if it isn't Jareth."
"Actually it is." Farrah retorted. Jared glared at her, just like he had
when she'd gotten home. Only this time there was more intensity behind it.
"Shut up you little witch bitch. If I hadn't left you unchained, you'd be
in her little hell with her." He said, gesturing towards Sarah.
"You take that back!" Bryon yelled. Even if he didn't know this Farrah, he
was certain she didn't take that as a compliment.
"Oh look. Farrah's finally gotten herself a boyfriend. Isn't that nice?"
Jared sneered. Farrah had an urge to shout back, but wasn't entirely
angered by the statement. It didn't look like the guy was either. But that
soon changed, and they resumed their upset, angry looks.
"Isn't it nice that someone will actually mourn your death?" Jared sneered
again. "Enough talk." Jareth said, raising his hand. "Let's get down to
business."
