Here's the chapter you've all been waiting for… it's Jareth vs. John in the
showdown of the century! Sorry, it took so long, but y'know, school and
all… it's been busy. Anyway, I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Does anyone even read these? Well, just in case. I don't own them, I don't own the movie. All I have is John, bastard that he is.
Oh, yeah there is bit of language- you have been warned.
These are thoughts
In the Ballroom
He vanished, not bothering with the glitter this time, before she had finished uttering his name.
John hadn't noticed her whisper, hadn't realized she was unconscious. He had pulled his foot back, about to kick her unprotected abdomen, when he suddenly lost his balance and fell. Lying flat on his back, he looked up to see a strange man towering over him, placing himself in front of Sarah.
"Lemme guess, you're one of Sarah's theater-freak friends?" John spat, taking in the man's wild, white-blond hair and his strange costume of tights, poet's shirt, and cape. "This isn't your business, asshole. Leave us alone."
"I beg to differ. This is my business, seeing as Sarah summoned me." Jareth forced himself to remain calm, to seem indifferent. Only his eyes belied the rage that was simmering beneath the surface. Remain in control, Jareth. The important thing is to get Sarah out of here.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell are you?" John had stood up, and was trying to hold his own against Jareth's stare. He was failing miserably.
"I have many names, but most call me… Goblin King."
"Like in that book Sarah's so obsessed with? Look, I don't have time to deal with actor wannabes. Sarah and I were having a conversation. A private conversation. I'll give one chance to leave." John refused to look into his face Those eyes are so damn creepy, they don't even match.
"Gladly, but here's a little something to remember me by, until I come back." With that, Jareth threw a crystal at John, and John, instincts reacting before he could think, caught it. And was immediately enveloped in a nightmare created from his own dark mind. Jareth spared no glance for the body thrashing on the floor, but instead bent down and gently lifted Sarah in his arms. He conjured a portal and gave one last look at John, before stepping through.
"And I will come back, I promise"
Well, there it is. It's a little shorter than I thought it would be and John hasn't really been punished yet, but Goblin Kings can be so stubborn. It's not fair!
Ahem, anyway please review and let me know what you think.
~Raissa
Disclaimer: Does anyone even read these? Well, just in case. I don't own them, I don't own the movie. All I have is John, bastard that he is.
Oh, yeah there is bit of language- you have been warned.
These are thoughts
In the Ballroom
He vanished, not bothering with the glitter this time, before she had finished uttering his name.
John hadn't noticed her whisper, hadn't realized she was unconscious. He had pulled his foot back, about to kick her unprotected abdomen, when he suddenly lost his balance and fell. Lying flat on his back, he looked up to see a strange man towering over him, placing himself in front of Sarah.
"Lemme guess, you're one of Sarah's theater-freak friends?" John spat, taking in the man's wild, white-blond hair and his strange costume of tights, poet's shirt, and cape. "This isn't your business, asshole. Leave us alone."
"I beg to differ. This is my business, seeing as Sarah summoned me." Jareth forced himself to remain calm, to seem indifferent. Only his eyes belied the rage that was simmering beneath the surface. Remain in control, Jareth. The important thing is to get Sarah out of here.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who the hell are you?" John had stood up, and was trying to hold his own against Jareth's stare. He was failing miserably.
"I have many names, but most call me… Goblin King."
"Like in that book Sarah's so obsessed with? Look, I don't have time to deal with actor wannabes. Sarah and I were having a conversation. A private conversation. I'll give one chance to leave." John refused to look into his face Those eyes are so damn creepy, they don't even match.
"Gladly, but here's a little something to remember me by, until I come back." With that, Jareth threw a crystal at John, and John, instincts reacting before he could think, caught it. And was immediately enveloped in a nightmare created from his own dark mind. Jareth spared no glance for the body thrashing on the floor, but instead bent down and gently lifted Sarah in his arms. He conjured a portal and gave one last look at John, before stepping through.
"And I will come back, I promise"
Well, there it is. It's a little shorter than I thought it would be and John hasn't really been punished yet, but Goblin Kings can be so stubborn. It's not fair!
Ahem, anyway please review and let me know what you think.
~Raissa