Chapter VI: A Battle between Light and Darkness
The girl blinked twice, her mouth hanging open.
"That's it? You surrender so easily? You mean that there is no way of saving our kingdoms without actually marrying each other?" she asked, on the verge of a nerve collapse. She had expected Jareth to come up with some solution to both their problems.
"I am not God, Sarah, no matter how much power I have" he snapped at her. Sarah fumed, lifting her wings and chin.
"I am a Queen, Jareth, and you owe me respect" she snarled, her eyes practically burning with a powerful fire. He just threw his head back and laughed.
"I am just showing you the respect you show me, your Grace" he mocked her, bowing to the floor. The girl sighed, rolling her eyes.
"You're impossible" she stated "Just. let's go back to the party. It was quite wild when you literally dragged me out of it"
Both Majesties eyed each other and sighed at once.
"This is not going to work" she whispered, eyeing him "What on Earth are we going to do?"
He shrugged; apparently less bothered with the problem than she was.
"All we can do now is go and try something we have never tried before" he answered with a sudden wolfish smile. Sarah, of course, gulped as any other woman in her place would have done.
"What?" she asked meekly. He grinned even more, showing his pointed teeth.
"Be polite to each other" was what he uttered. Seeing her disgusted look he knew she wasn't about to be nice and charming with him unless he did something and soon "What is it, my Queen? Don't you dare?"
She took a deep breath and looked at him with wide eyes. No one had ever dared to say that she didn't have the guts to do something ever!!! He was soooo going to regret that later.
"I'll be so damn charming and adorable with you, Goblin King, that you won't know what it hit you!" she swore before waving a hand towards the oak doors leading to the ball that opened immediately "Shall we, my king?"
They entered arm in arm, both daring the noble society that eyed them cautiously to say something about the scene that they had caused minutes ago. Adrian and Adriane immediately demanded the attention of their Monarch, who gladly complied. She wanted to catch up with all the Kingdom's news. She remembered little from the Angel Realm. What she did recall was that it was a beautiful place of pureness and peace. Or rather. it had been.
"It has changed so much you won't recognize it, My Queen" Adriana whispered sadly, her eyes clouding and almost choking "Now it's all black and white. No colors, no brightness. no magic left alive. All the creatures that lived from the pureness of the Kingdom have perished or left the lands, in search of a new paradise. But there is no place like the angel Realm. well, like what it used to be, anyway"
Adrian sighed and embraced his sister, which was younger than him for ten minutes. He didn't utter a word, but his dull gaze spoke to the half-angel, half-mortal volumes.
'It's all your fault. You should've been there for them' a sly voice muttered in her mind. She shook the thought off her head and, suddenly, her sixth sense caught something. A cold, sneaking feeling that she didn't like at all. the feeling of a presence she knew all too well.
"No" she muttered almost desperately, as a sharp pain made its way to her nape. She looked around; trying to see what she knew was invisible to the eyes.
Death.
"Show yourself, bastard" she hissed to nobody in particular, clutching her chest that, all of the sudden, started aching. It was a warning. As an angel, she was feeling death near, and it was a pleasant experience. Not at all.
A faint sound caught her attention as she struggled not to fall to the floor. A simple, childish cough, and a little, tiny voice whispering 'Momma, I feel bad again. Very bad'. Sarah's body tensed and her eyes shot open. Funny, she hadn't realized she had closed them.
Death. Death was coming to claim a life. The life of a little child. And she wasn't going to let that happen.
She walked gracefully past noblemen and women of her race till her eyes locked with the yes of the little girl that had smiled at her earlier when she had sang. The girl was coughing hard, her body almost collapsing to the floor, covered with perspiration. She knelt before her, a smile tugging the corners of her mouth.
"What troubles you, young one?" she whispered tenderly, helping the girl to her feet. The mother of the child tried to make her way to her daughter, but froze in the spot as she saw that the Queen herself was speaking to her.
"Mom says I don't have to talk to strangers, but I know you, though you don't know me. I am. I am Karenna of the House of the Archangel Raphael. But everyone calls me Kari" she said, smiling.
"Pleased to meet you, Kari. I am Queen Sarianka of the Third Dynasty of the Blue Moon. But you can call me simply Sarah" the monarch introduced herself and shook the girl's little hand "Now, you seem to have been expecting me. And, for being such a loyal little subject, I'll grant you a wish. Everything you want, you may have. But be quick, dear child." her gaze darted as she looked above her shoulder "He is coming" she warmed.
The girl's eyes widened and she suddenly wrapped her arms around the half-mortal, half-angel's neck, hugging her tightly.
"No! Please, don't let him get me. I have to live. I want. I want to see mommy happy" she quietly mutter into Sarah's hair "That is my wish"
The Sovereign stood up and extended one of her crystal, shimmering wings and tore put five of her precious, fragile-looking feathers, wincing in pain as silvery blood erupted from the wound that she had created. Everyone gasped in unison and Adrian and Adriane asked her Majesty what she was doing.
"I am just fulfilling a wish. Stay away from this, Advisors" she answered calmly. White, pure light began emanating form the feathers that suddenly levitated. For flew to cover the cardinal points at each side of the girl: South, north, east and west forming a cross where the girl stood in the middle, holding the fifth feather.
"She is out of your reach" Sarah whispered to a shadow that had suddenly materialized outside the feather cross. It seemed that he wanted to grasp the little angel, but he couldn't trespass the feathers. The shadow squeaked in anger and Sarah shuddered.
"Leave her alone" she whispered in a voice that echoed in the huge ballroom. She felt the presence of Jareth drawing near her and that comforted her somehow. The little girl stared at the shadow and, suddenly, tuck her tong out.
"You can't get me. I am safe now" she said while a smile appeared in her face. Sarah took the feather that the girl was holding and made it glow even more. The angel's eyes started to glow also, and suddenly she didn't have pupils. The light that emanated from her body soon engulfed Kari's tinny form and, then. it stopped.
The glowing, the echoing and the pain. all stopped.
And the shadow vanished with a final, soul-freezing, agonizing scream.
Sarah smiled weakly, slightly shivering and took on the now healthy appearance of Kari. Her cheeks where pink, the circles under her eyes gone and the look in her eyes normal and happy. She looked at her left and pointed towards an angel woman.
"Kari. isn't that you mother? The one who is smiling?" the girl followed the Monarch's gaze and, when she saw her mother, smiling widely as tears ran down her cheeks, she nodded.
"Yes, she is! And she is happy now! Thank you very much, Queen Sarah!" the young, angelic girl muttered, hugging Sarah tightly before running towards the weeping woman, giggling all the way. Sarah smiled even more before making her way towards a throne that had magically appeared next to Jareth's own. She collapsed rather than sat down, and closed her eyes tightly, breathing heavily.
"What have you done, you fool?" Jareth asked, surprisingly tenderly, as she leaned into him to rest.
"I was correcting a mistake. it was all my fault, after all" she muttered as she felt his thin, cruel lips on her forehead before she slipped into unconsciousness.
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Author's note: This chapter cost me a bit and yes, I know, I should have updated it years ago. Sorry for the delay, really. By the way, I'm receiving my report card tomorrow and I am so very nervous. Wish me luck for tomorrow I'll know if all those hours neglecting my poor readers and my muse for the sake of studying were or were not in vain. well, thanks again for all who wished me luck. The muse was utterly inspired by your reviews (Hint, hint).
Anyway, gotta blaze. I don't know which fanfic I will be updating next, but I do know that the next chapter of the Night of the Blue Moon will be titled: "Meet the in-Laws". Just picture how it will be.
Hugs and enchanted peaches to you all,
Your slave. err, sorry, I meant 'The author'
"That's it? You surrender so easily? You mean that there is no way of saving our kingdoms without actually marrying each other?" she asked, on the verge of a nerve collapse. She had expected Jareth to come up with some solution to both their problems.
"I am not God, Sarah, no matter how much power I have" he snapped at her. Sarah fumed, lifting her wings and chin.
"I am a Queen, Jareth, and you owe me respect" she snarled, her eyes practically burning with a powerful fire. He just threw his head back and laughed.
"I am just showing you the respect you show me, your Grace" he mocked her, bowing to the floor. The girl sighed, rolling her eyes.
"You're impossible" she stated "Just. let's go back to the party. It was quite wild when you literally dragged me out of it"
Both Majesties eyed each other and sighed at once.
"This is not going to work" she whispered, eyeing him "What on Earth are we going to do?"
He shrugged; apparently less bothered with the problem than she was.
"All we can do now is go and try something we have never tried before" he answered with a sudden wolfish smile. Sarah, of course, gulped as any other woman in her place would have done.
"What?" she asked meekly. He grinned even more, showing his pointed teeth.
"Be polite to each other" was what he uttered. Seeing her disgusted look he knew she wasn't about to be nice and charming with him unless he did something and soon "What is it, my Queen? Don't you dare?"
She took a deep breath and looked at him with wide eyes. No one had ever dared to say that she didn't have the guts to do something ever!!! He was soooo going to regret that later.
"I'll be so damn charming and adorable with you, Goblin King, that you won't know what it hit you!" she swore before waving a hand towards the oak doors leading to the ball that opened immediately "Shall we, my king?"
They entered arm in arm, both daring the noble society that eyed them cautiously to say something about the scene that they had caused minutes ago. Adrian and Adriane immediately demanded the attention of their Monarch, who gladly complied. She wanted to catch up with all the Kingdom's news. She remembered little from the Angel Realm. What she did recall was that it was a beautiful place of pureness and peace. Or rather. it had been.
"It has changed so much you won't recognize it, My Queen" Adriana whispered sadly, her eyes clouding and almost choking "Now it's all black and white. No colors, no brightness. no magic left alive. All the creatures that lived from the pureness of the Kingdom have perished or left the lands, in search of a new paradise. But there is no place like the angel Realm. well, like what it used to be, anyway"
Adrian sighed and embraced his sister, which was younger than him for ten minutes. He didn't utter a word, but his dull gaze spoke to the half-angel, half-mortal volumes.
'It's all your fault. You should've been there for them' a sly voice muttered in her mind. She shook the thought off her head and, suddenly, her sixth sense caught something. A cold, sneaking feeling that she didn't like at all. the feeling of a presence she knew all too well.
"No" she muttered almost desperately, as a sharp pain made its way to her nape. She looked around; trying to see what she knew was invisible to the eyes.
Death.
"Show yourself, bastard" she hissed to nobody in particular, clutching her chest that, all of the sudden, started aching. It was a warning. As an angel, she was feeling death near, and it was a pleasant experience. Not at all.
A faint sound caught her attention as she struggled not to fall to the floor. A simple, childish cough, and a little, tiny voice whispering 'Momma, I feel bad again. Very bad'. Sarah's body tensed and her eyes shot open. Funny, she hadn't realized she had closed them.
Death. Death was coming to claim a life. The life of a little child. And she wasn't going to let that happen.
She walked gracefully past noblemen and women of her race till her eyes locked with the yes of the little girl that had smiled at her earlier when she had sang. The girl was coughing hard, her body almost collapsing to the floor, covered with perspiration. She knelt before her, a smile tugging the corners of her mouth.
"What troubles you, young one?" she whispered tenderly, helping the girl to her feet. The mother of the child tried to make her way to her daughter, but froze in the spot as she saw that the Queen herself was speaking to her.
"Mom says I don't have to talk to strangers, but I know you, though you don't know me. I am. I am Karenna of the House of the Archangel Raphael. But everyone calls me Kari" she said, smiling.
"Pleased to meet you, Kari. I am Queen Sarianka of the Third Dynasty of the Blue Moon. But you can call me simply Sarah" the monarch introduced herself and shook the girl's little hand "Now, you seem to have been expecting me. And, for being such a loyal little subject, I'll grant you a wish. Everything you want, you may have. But be quick, dear child." her gaze darted as she looked above her shoulder "He is coming" she warmed.
The girl's eyes widened and she suddenly wrapped her arms around the half-mortal, half-angel's neck, hugging her tightly.
"No! Please, don't let him get me. I have to live. I want. I want to see mommy happy" she quietly mutter into Sarah's hair "That is my wish"
The Sovereign stood up and extended one of her crystal, shimmering wings and tore put five of her precious, fragile-looking feathers, wincing in pain as silvery blood erupted from the wound that she had created. Everyone gasped in unison and Adrian and Adriane asked her Majesty what she was doing.
"I am just fulfilling a wish. Stay away from this, Advisors" she answered calmly. White, pure light began emanating form the feathers that suddenly levitated. For flew to cover the cardinal points at each side of the girl: South, north, east and west forming a cross where the girl stood in the middle, holding the fifth feather.
"She is out of your reach" Sarah whispered to a shadow that had suddenly materialized outside the feather cross. It seemed that he wanted to grasp the little angel, but he couldn't trespass the feathers. The shadow squeaked in anger and Sarah shuddered.
"Leave her alone" she whispered in a voice that echoed in the huge ballroom. She felt the presence of Jareth drawing near her and that comforted her somehow. The little girl stared at the shadow and, suddenly, tuck her tong out.
"You can't get me. I am safe now" she said while a smile appeared in her face. Sarah took the feather that the girl was holding and made it glow even more. The angel's eyes started to glow also, and suddenly she didn't have pupils. The light that emanated from her body soon engulfed Kari's tinny form and, then. it stopped.
The glowing, the echoing and the pain. all stopped.
And the shadow vanished with a final, soul-freezing, agonizing scream.
Sarah smiled weakly, slightly shivering and took on the now healthy appearance of Kari. Her cheeks where pink, the circles under her eyes gone and the look in her eyes normal and happy. She looked at her left and pointed towards an angel woman.
"Kari. isn't that you mother? The one who is smiling?" the girl followed the Monarch's gaze and, when she saw her mother, smiling widely as tears ran down her cheeks, she nodded.
"Yes, she is! And she is happy now! Thank you very much, Queen Sarah!" the young, angelic girl muttered, hugging Sarah tightly before running towards the weeping woman, giggling all the way. Sarah smiled even more before making her way towards a throne that had magically appeared next to Jareth's own. She collapsed rather than sat down, and closed her eyes tightly, breathing heavily.
"What have you done, you fool?" Jareth asked, surprisingly tenderly, as she leaned into him to rest.
"I was correcting a mistake. it was all my fault, after all" she muttered as she felt his thin, cruel lips on her forehead before she slipped into unconsciousness.
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Author's note: This chapter cost me a bit and yes, I know, I should have updated it years ago. Sorry for the delay, really. By the way, I'm receiving my report card tomorrow and I am so very nervous. Wish me luck for tomorrow I'll know if all those hours neglecting my poor readers and my muse for the sake of studying were or were not in vain. well, thanks again for all who wished me luck. The muse was utterly inspired by your reviews (Hint, hint).
Anyway, gotta blaze. I don't know which fanfic I will be updating next, but I do know that the next chapter of the Night of the Blue Moon will be titled: "Meet the in-Laws". Just picture how it will be.
Hugs and enchanted peaches to you all,
Your slave. err, sorry, I meant 'The author'