Chapter I: Drawn to the Inevitable:
Sarah Williams woke up with a start. With heavy breaths she tried to
control her racing heart as her mind played over and over again the
terrible nightmare she had just had.
"I t was so. vivid" she whispered to herself. She hopped out of her bed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time. It was past midnight on a stormy night and she shivered because of the low temperature. Her bare feet felt the coldness of the floor and it sent shills running through her spine as she walked to Toby's room, to make sure she hadn't awoke him. After checking he was soundly asleep she went to the kitchen to make herself a nice cup of honey tea. There she encountered Robert Williams reading a newspaper. Yes, she still lived with her parents despite she was a woman with a promising singer carrier. She loved her family, that was the reason she stayed with them. If she had wanted, she could have moved to an expensive apartment, because her new album had brought her a little fortune.
"Dad, it's almost one o'clock in the morning. What on Earth are you doing here?" she asked, confused. Her father smiled and pointed at the newspaper.
"Jut reading, hon. I have insomnia" he replied nonchalantly as he sipped some coffee from a black mug he was holding in his right hand. "What about you?"
"I. I had a nightmare, just that" she replied as casually as she could but Robert frowned at the mention of the word 'nightmare'.
"A vision, darling?" he asked softly while Sarah reached for a tea bag and a mug.
"I hope not. Everyone was dying. My friends." she shook her head to be rid of the horrible images that started to plague her mind. "He. he is in trouble"
"Who is in trouble, Sarah?" her father enquired. But she knew he didn't know about. about HIM and she didn't want him to know either (No girl in her senses would like her father to find out about close encounters of the X kind with handsome, sexy, tight wearing Goblin King, that's an understatement dear readers).
". Nobody you know, Daddy. just a person I met long ago, nobody important." she lied, her voice trailing off as she sipped a bit of her tea and smiled, the warmness of the infusion starting to relax her.
"Well, honey, try to get some sleep. I'm sure it was just a bad dream" her father assured her, kissing her cheek and sending her upstairs with a slight push.
"Yes, I am sure of it. goodnight, daddy. Sweet dreams" the twenty four- year-old woman whispered.
"Dreams, Sarah" replied her father, with a touch of concern on his deep voice.
Sarah tossed and turned, her mind trying to escape from the vision she was about to have. She hated the feeling of lightheadedness that overpowered her every time. As the power of the 'dream' began to win over her will she stopped fighting and contemplated the dream-like scene that started to form around her with a feeling of: 'Here we go again'
Dream:
There were lots of winged people; that was for sure. They all wore tunics of different colors, from the purest shade of white to the darkest form of black. The gossiped, whispering with melodious voices and glancing around in a conspiracy manner. They all had odd shades of hair and eyes and their skin was as pale as snow.
They were Angels.
They practically irradiated wisdom and serenity, all of them except for one. An angel with auburn hair and brown eyes, with a crown and an overloaded dress that would put the Queen of whatever realm in shame. Sarah recognized her immediately.
Linda Williams.
She had two rings on each finger and a hundred glittering tiny bracelets adorning her arms. From her ear hung diamond earrings that matched her huge diamond necklace and she had a diamond belt too. She was spinning, giggling like a schoolgirl, though she was a grown-up woman. Two angels were shaking their heads in disapproval as they glared at her.
"You Highness; that is not the appropriate behavior for a Princess" they whispered to her. "And you are married and with a daughter. You can't act childish anymore"
Linda Williams frowned, looking displeased.
"That's not fair!" she cried with exasperation. The couple of angels sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Adriana, Adrian, how is the little Princess?" one of the two angels, a female, asked. Two teenagers appeared, with a four year old child in their arms. It had dark hair and opal eyes that glowed with a thousand different colors.
"She is safe and playing with us, Aunt Leticia. She loves to see magic being performed. She is strong" the teenage girl replied, tossing a strand of silver hair away from her eyes. Her twin nodded, caressing lightly the cheek of the little girl he was holding.
"She is gentle and caring. A wonderful little angel" he stated almost proudly.
"How can this be.? From a spoiled little brat came a wonderful ruler?" Linux, the other angel near Linda, asked with awe.
"Maybe she is the answer to our prayers. If we could make that little one marry the Ruler of the Underground. then we would be saved" Leticia suggested. The little kid titled her head, apparently curious.
"Sarah. and Jareth?" she asked. Everybody stared at her.
"How did she know his name?" Adriana mumbled.
"I know. a voice told me. It tells me everything I want to know" the girl cryptically replied.
"The girl has a great connection with the Great Ones." some angel said aloud.
And everyone nodded.
Sarah woke up more relaxed. She had had that very same dream when she was ten. She found out about her so called engagement with the King of the goblins that way, but as she wasn't going to accept the throne of the angel Realm the engagement was supposedly off.
She had fantasized about him ever since the dream. What would he look like? Was he real or it had just been a dream? Was she really an angel or she had imagined everything? She did not dare ask her father because, if it was true, he wouldn't be pleased about the engagement. So, one night when she was fifteen, she called him, using poor Toby as an excuse, praying to Heaven that everything was a lie. but no, it had been real. It was real. He was real.
And that was simply not fair! All her duties as a princess were not fair. Why should she marry for the sake of a faraway land and a race of people that hadn't bothered to look for her until they needed her anyway?
She had acted childish that night because she was so angry. With everyone, with her mother, with Adrian and Adriana, her whole family in fact.
And, on top of that she had been nervous. What if he discovered her past? Her past as princess Sarianka. That was her angel name. It sounded so. so odd and yet so familiar. Aloof, elegant but. impersonal. Yes, that was it. The name was impersonal. Not like Sarah.
"Go to sleep Sarah. Forget them, live a life, for the love of the Underground!" she chastised herself aloud. But. sleep evaded her all night.
Robert Williams knew he wasn't hearing voices or going crazy. They were whispering. Again.
"Can't you just live her alone? She is my little girl, and I won't let you get to her!" he warned. Karen, who was bringing her husband some tea, shook her head.
"They have been quite insistent these last weeks. Do you know the reason, darling?" she asked quietly.
Karen was a rational person so she had quite a hard time accepting that her stepdaughter was a mystical queen from a faraway land of Angels.
"Remember Robert when you first told me about. Lindara (Linda's real name) and the whole Angel thing when Sarah was fifteen?" the blonde (I know she is not a real blonde but. whatever). She had practically threatened to call the nuthouse. Till she calmed down and Sarah started telling her things. intimate things about her life as a child she knew with the help of the so called Great Ones. She didn't like to ask anything to them, but it had served as a proof to Karen.
She had felt a little weird first but, amazingly, the whole experience of getting to know her stepdaughter's freaky side brought them close together. They learned first to respect each other and they finally grew close as mother and daughter.
"I'm worried about her, Karen. She listens to the whispers and frowns. I know she wants to help them, I can see that in her face. Sooner or later she'll go to them. they will take my little girl away" Robert whispered harshly. Karen smiled kindly and said:
"She is not your little girl anymore. She is a woman. A mature, grown up and responsible woman. She will do what her hearts tells her too. And that is the best way to live a life, Robert, no matter what"
'Please, Sarianka. Accept you fate!' a deep voice shouted at her. Sarah Williams raised her gaze from the book she was reading, surprised. The whispers always had been whispers, never yells. Something was wrong.
"Who are you?" she finally asked with a serene voice. Three voices answered in unison:
"Why do you ask questions for which you already know the answers?" The girl dropped her book then and stared wide-eyed at the air in front of her.
"You are The Great Ones, aren't you?" she rather affirmed, standing up from her bed. "Why do you seek me? It has been almost four years since I last called upon you."
'We respect your silence, Sarianka, but we can't let our race die. We need your help" they replied, always in unison. Sarah shook her head.
"Don't call me that. I like my Aboveground name. And I will not help you. You can't force me and you know it so leave me alone" she spat at the ceiling where the voices came from.
'It's a matter of time before your nature and blood force you to face the problem, Sarianka. We are asking gently, but you know deep inside that you will not tolerate to know that your kind is suffering!" the Great Ones thundered. Sarah's eyes flashed and a wind started dancing around her.
"I said leave me alone! I've suffered enough as it is!" she yelled and the voices quieted. She sighed tiredly and sat on the bed, her head on her hands.
"Why me?" she asked gently to the air that, suddenly, had calmed down.
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"I t was so. vivid" she whispered to herself. She hopped out of her bed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time. It was past midnight on a stormy night and she shivered because of the low temperature. Her bare feet felt the coldness of the floor and it sent shills running through her spine as she walked to Toby's room, to make sure she hadn't awoke him. After checking he was soundly asleep she went to the kitchen to make herself a nice cup of honey tea. There she encountered Robert Williams reading a newspaper. Yes, she still lived with her parents despite she was a woman with a promising singer carrier. She loved her family, that was the reason she stayed with them. If she had wanted, she could have moved to an expensive apartment, because her new album had brought her a little fortune.
"Dad, it's almost one o'clock in the morning. What on Earth are you doing here?" she asked, confused. Her father smiled and pointed at the newspaper.
"Jut reading, hon. I have insomnia" he replied nonchalantly as he sipped some coffee from a black mug he was holding in his right hand. "What about you?"
"I. I had a nightmare, just that" she replied as casually as she could but Robert frowned at the mention of the word 'nightmare'.
"A vision, darling?" he asked softly while Sarah reached for a tea bag and a mug.
"I hope not. Everyone was dying. My friends." she shook her head to be rid of the horrible images that started to plague her mind. "He. he is in trouble"
"Who is in trouble, Sarah?" her father enquired. But she knew he didn't know about. about HIM and she didn't want him to know either (No girl in her senses would like her father to find out about close encounters of the X kind with handsome, sexy, tight wearing Goblin King, that's an understatement dear readers).
". Nobody you know, Daddy. just a person I met long ago, nobody important." she lied, her voice trailing off as she sipped a bit of her tea and smiled, the warmness of the infusion starting to relax her.
"Well, honey, try to get some sleep. I'm sure it was just a bad dream" her father assured her, kissing her cheek and sending her upstairs with a slight push.
"Yes, I am sure of it. goodnight, daddy. Sweet dreams" the twenty four- year-old woman whispered.
"Dreams, Sarah" replied her father, with a touch of concern on his deep voice.
Sarah tossed and turned, her mind trying to escape from the vision she was about to have. She hated the feeling of lightheadedness that overpowered her every time. As the power of the 'dream' began to win over her will she stopped fighting and contemplated the dream-like scene that started to form around her with a feeling of: 'Here we go again'
Dream:
There were lots of winged people; that was for sure. They all wore tunics of different colors, from the purest shade of white to the darkest form of black. The gossiped, whispering with melodious voices and glancing around in a conspiracy manner. They all had odd shades of hair and eyes and their skin was as pale as snow.
They were Angels.
They practically irradiated wisdom and serenity, all of them except for one. An angel with auburn hair and brown eyes, with a crown and an overloaded dress that would put the Queen of whatever realm in shame. Sarah recognized her immediately.
Linda Williams.
She had two rings on each finger and a hundred glittering tiny bracelets adorning her arms. From her ear hung diamond earrings that matched her huge diamond necklace and she had a diamond belt too. She was spinning, giggling like a schoolgirl, though she was a grown-up woman. Two angels were shaking their heads in disapproval as they glared at her.
"You Highness; that is not the appropriate behavior for a Princess" they whispered to her. "And you are married and with a daughter. You can't act childish anymore"
Linda Williams frowned, looking displeased.
"That's not fair!" she cried with exasperation. The couple of angels sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Adriana, Adrian, how is the little Princess?" one of the two angels, a female, asked. Two teenagers appeared, with a four year old child in their arms. It had dark hair and opal eyes that glowed with a thousand different colors.
"She is safe and playing with us, Aunt Leticia. She loves to see magic being performed. She is strong" the teenage girl replied, tossing a strand of silver hair away from her eyes. Her twin nodded, caressing lightly the cheek of the little girl he was holding.
"She is gentle and caring. A wonderful little angel" he stated almost proudly.
"How can this be.? From a spoiled little brat came a wonderful ruler?" Linux, the other angel near Linda, asked with awe.
"Maybe she is the answer to our prayers. If we could make that little one marry the Ruler of the Underground. then we would be saved" Leticia suggested. The little kid titled her head, apparently curious.
"Sarah. and Jareth?" she asked. Everybody stared at her.
"How did she know his name?" Adriana mumbled.
"I know. a voice told me. It tells me everything I want to know" the girl cryptically replied.
"The girl has a great connection with the Great Ones." some angel said aloud.
And everyone nodded.
Sarah woke up more relaxed. She had had that very same dream when she was ten. She found out about her so called engagement with the King of the goblins that way, but as she wasn't going to accept the throne of the angel Realm the engagement was supposedly off.
She had fantasized about him ever since the dream. What would he look like? Was he real or it had just been a dream? Was she really an angel or she had imagined everything? She did not dare ask her father because, if it was true, he wouldn't be pleased about the engagement. So, one night when she was fifteen, she called him, using poor Toby as an excuse, praying to Heaven that everything was a lie. but no, it had been real. It was real. He was real.
And that was simply not fair! All her duties as a princess were not fair. Why should she marry for the sake of a faraway land and a race of people that hadn't bothered to look for her until they needed her anyway?
She had acted childish that night because she was so angry. With everyone, with her mother, with Adrian and Adriana, her whole family in fact.
And, on top of that she had been nervous. What if he discovered her past? Her past as princess Sarianka. That was her angel name. It sounded so. so odd and yet so familiar. Aloof, elegant but. impersonal. Yes, that was it. The name was impersonal. Not like Sarah.
"Go to sleep Sarah. Forget them, live a life, for the love of the Underground!" she chastised herself aloud. But. sleep evaded her all night.
Robert Williams knew he wasn't hearing voices or going crazy. They were whispering. Again.
"Can't you just live her alone? She is my little girl, and I won't let you get to her!" he warned. Karen, who was bringing her husband some tea, shook her head.
"They have been quite insistent these last weeks. Do you know the reason, darling?" she asked quietly.
Karen was a rational person so she had quite a hard time accepting that her stepdaughter was a mystical queen from a faraway land of Angels.
"Remember Robert when you first told me about. Lindara (Linda's real name) and the whole Angel thing when Sarah was fifteen?" the blonde (I know she is not a real blonde but. whatever). She had practically threatened to call the nuthouse. Till she calmed down and Sarah started telling her things. intimate things about her life as a child she knew with the help of the so called Great Ones. She didn't like to ask anything to them, but it had served as a proof to Karen.
She had felt a little weird first but, amazingly, the whole experience of getting to know her stepdaughter's freaky side brought them close together. They learned first to respect each other and they finally grew close as mother and daughter.
"I'm worried about her, Karen. She listens to the whispers and frowns. I know she wants to help them, I can see that in her face. Sooner or later she'll go to them. they will take my little girl away" Robert whispered harshly. Karen smiled kindly and said:
"She is not your little girl anymore. She is a woman. A mature, grown up and responsible woman. She will do what her hearts tells her too. And that is the best way to live a life, Robert, no matter what"
'Please, Sarianka. Accept you fate!' a deep voice shouted at her. Sarah Williams raised her gaze from the book she was reading, surprised. The whispers always had been whispers, never yells. Something was wrong.
"Who are you?" she finally asked with a serene voice. Three voices answered in unison:
"Why do you ask questions for which you already know the answers?" The girl dropped her book then and stared wide-eyed at the air in front of her.
"You are The Great Ones, aren't you?" she rather affirmed, standing up from her bed. "Why do you seek me? It has been almost four years since I last called upon you."
'We respect your silence, Sarianka, but we can't let our race die. We need your help" they replied, always in unison. Sarah shook her head.
"Don't call me that. I like my Aboveground name. And I will not help you. You can't force me and you know it so leave me alone" she spat at the ceiling where the voices came from.
'It's a matter of time before your nature and blood force you to face the problem, Sarianka. We are asking gently, but you know deep inside that you will not tolerate to know that your kind is suffering!" the Great Ones thundered. Sarah's eyes flashed and a wind started dancing around her.
"I said leave me alone! I've suffered enough as it is!" she yelled and the voices quieted. She sighed tiredly and sat on the bed, her head on her hands.
"Why me?" she asked gently to the air that, suddenly, had calmed down.
Author's note: Hey, I'm back! Fanfiction.net is back too! Yeah! I've missed my readers and my authors a lot and I was so worried about the future of this site. Well, the webmaster or webmistress of this site must be a Hell of a fellow. Thanks a lot and keep up this great site. At last an update! It feels so good.! (Yes, I realize I am overreacting but just follow me on this). Come on, I know you've missed Fanfition.net, you just can't deny it! Well, it's good to be back.
Hugs and peaches for you all,
Your Royal Whichness. err, I mean The Author