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Labyrinth.
Summary: After Sarah said the words something happened to her, something that will change her forever. After 7 years Jareth comes back and he is the only one who can bring Sarah back to being who she is.
Author Notes: Hi I'm starting another story. I will continue Kidnapped soon so don't worry ^^ I'm a major Labyrinth Fan but I've never wrote a fic about it so here's my first Labyrinth fic Enjoy
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Chapter 1: Memories
"You have no power over me"
As the words escaped Sarah's lips she saw the Goblin King melt, she saw the entire underground melt away from her vision , it was over it was all over. and she had won. Realization hit her. She had been the only person to ever beat Jareth the Goblin King, she had taken back the child he had stolen , and all this in thirteen hours. Reality came back as she saw her bedroom slowly materialize around her, as the clock stroke midnight. She blinked confused, how could it be midnight? Was she really gone for thirteen hours? Eyeing her room her eyes went directly over to her possessions carefully, her eyes going over everything that had to do with the Labyrinth. -Hoggle.Sir Didymus.Ludo-Her eyes traveled to the music box with the crystalline figure gowned in the very same dress , no gown, that she had worn while dancing in his arms. Her eyes finally landed on him, the little figurine she had of him stood tall and proud like the real one had done so many times while taunting her, making her upset, and confusing her with his generosity.
Stomping out of the room , anger settling in her she suddenly remembered something, how could she be so selfish as to forget the reason why she had made her way through the labyrinth.
"Toby" She bit out barely a whisper, running to his room she ran to the crib that held him, she caught her breath as she saw him there breathing ever so softly, a smile graced her lips as she brushed back a strand of ebony hair. She quickly glanced down to see her teddy bear staring back up at her. Bending down she picked the old toy up brushing the fur back, as she stood up she stared at the bear, Sir Lancelot , to her brother, Toby, and ever so lightly tucked it under the boy's arm.
"He belongs to you now." She said with final agreement. She turned around to leave, but something was wrong. Grasping her ears she started to feel dizziness take over her. She fell to her knees memories of her friends flashed quickly in front of her eyes, then disappear, she croaked out a 'no' but she wasn't even sure if she said anything at all. The pain became more intense as tears came to eyes. Everything she cherished was being replaced, her fantasy world was being taken away from her. The Labyrinth flew before her , and disappeared. Her eyes came face to face with mismatched eyes,
Him
her thoughts grew to ones of anger, as only his face and name was erased, the only thing she was to remember was him, his being nothing else, she knew she wouldn't be able to name him, if she saw him, it would trigger something but she had no idea what that would be. She breathed heavily falling to the ground completely, saying the only thing that came to her mind as she fell into blackness.
"Damn you Jareth"
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Jareth finally gained his balance and tried to stand, he had offered her everything , her dreams, her friends, and him. If the girl had listen to the song he sang to her when they danced she would have known he would give her anything she wanted. But she didn't want it. She was a stubborn girl, foolish, naïve little girl but she was loyal to her friends and her little brother, brave to stand up to him, kind-hearted , and beautiful. He knew she would grow to become a more beautiful, and finer woman he'd ever meet and he had ruin his chance to ever be with her. He wouldn't give in twice, he still had deep feelings for her but he wasn't about to let that happen to him again. No he wouldn't listen to his emotions anymore, look where he ended up. Regaining his composure he headed back to his kingdom , the outfit he had worn during the confrontation torn and ruined, but he didn't care. His slow steps lead him to the throne room, where he knew he'd find peace. A sigh of regret escaped his lips , as a gentle wind entered through the window carrying words, he stood upright as the voice was a familiar one.
"Damn you Jareth" He scowled asking himself what he had done now. Willing a crystal to appear the scowl deepened as it took much of his energy to do the simple task. Willing it once again he saw Sarah's delicate face. Jareth longed to be able to comfort her with whatever she was feeling, he noticed something, her eyes were closed ,her breathing had stopped. Standing he head to the topmost tower ,his strides became quicker as he came nearer , entering a single room he stopped. The room he had enter was carved from stone like the rest of his castle , but it had no windows, it had no furnishings except for a mirror. He walked deeper into the dark room and studied the mirror. It's rim was made by the best metal smith in the Underground, a elf, the reflecting glass was made deep in the mountains by the dwarfs, the intricate design of intertwining roses was made by the Queen of the Faeries, and the magic seething from the mirror was given to it by his father and him, with being the High King of the Sidhe's heir. There were only three of its kind. One was connected to his father in a exact duplicate of the room he was standing in, one was his own, and the other belonged to the Oracle Hesperia in a exact duplicate of the very room he stood in.
A crystal appeared in his hand, his concentration on his destination, releasing the crystal, it shot like a bullet to the mirror, and instead of breaking it went through, leaving only a ripple in the mirror as if he had thrown a rock into a lake. Stepping into the mirror he reached his arms in first and quickly the rest of his body followed suit. Jareth open his eyes to welcome the bleak surroundings of the room, he headed to the door but was stopped as it opened itself . Standing there was a elderly lady but she wasn't a ordinary old lady. Besides the fact that she was a albino , she was the Oracle, a woman who knew time itself. Her hair fell to the floor a snow white color, her skin just as pale, and her eyes. Her eyes were pure white, they were more intimidating then his own. They could look into any soul with relative ease.
"Follow me." She turned around allowing him to see the warmly lit hallway, he obeyed the order without any say, he had come to respect this lady when he was very young and by no means did he want to get her mad.
"I know why you're here Jareth, all will be explained at tea. You haven't visited me in such a long time, do you know how jolly I felt when I foresaw your arrival, at exactly noon, after the young woman who finally captured your heart had turned down everything you offered, and after you realized she was hurt. Even after your promise to yourself that you wouldn't give her a second chance." She looked over her shoulder at him to see his reaction, he hadn't move an inch, spoiling all her fun. He looked into her eyes which caused a smile to form.
"I'm so glad you find fun in reading my life like a fairytale story Hesperia but that isn't the problem at hand. I wish to know what has happened to Sarah, none of my feelings towards her are thrown into this it is just a rival wanting to know what has happened to a rival." He looked back to the side and admired Hesperia's cozy home where only his father and himself knew how to get to. The Oracle looked back to the front of her.
"Jareth you're no fun! No fun at all." She nodded, against his will Jareth allowed a low chuckle to escape his lips but was silent the rest of the way.
Entering a room Jareth noticed tea already waiting as if it had been prepared before he had arrived which he knew was probably true. He seated himself down onto a lounge chair as Hesperia sat down into the very same chair she always sat in when he visited. She poured him and herself a glass of Earl Grey tea, which was his preferred choice when having tea. He looked up at her about to open his mouth to ask what had happened.
"What has happened to Sarah, Hesperia?" He asked as she asked.
"Biscuit?" Hesperia laughed, "I'm sorry dear I didn't hear what you said but do you want a biscuit?" She smiled, Jareth frowned.
"No thank you. What I asked was, What has happened to Sarah? Why when I saw her in my crystals she was lying on the floor not breathing for that matter?" Hesperia sighed and the way she did it, Jareth swore he saw the elderly Lady Hesperia actually was. She placed her teacup down on its saucer before looking up at him through closed eyes.
"Do you truly want to know?" She asked. Jareth looked at her. Of course he wanted to know, did he? The way she had spoken her question made him worry. If it was that Sarah died or something worse then death he didn't want to know, but if it was something trifle, like he randomly thought of something like being too close to the magic contained in the Labyrinth then he wanted to know. Even if it was such a trifle effect he could help her, even if she didn't want his help.
"Yes I do." He answered. Hesperia nodded and stood up and walked to a door, standing up himself he followed her, walking through the doorway he realized he had never been in this room. He was never allowed and it always kept his curiosity contempt when he was young trying to guess what was in here. He had imagine heads in bottles or Fae eyeballs, Like in the fairytales he had read, but as he stepped in it wasn't anything like he expected. It was a black and empty just like the room which contained the mirror. In the middle contained a staff with a crystal being held by the mouth of a snake. His eyes followed the head of the snake to see the rest of it wrap itself around the staffs lower part. The detail was excellent, he wondered who had been the creator because the design could easily have beaten the design on the traveling mirror.
He noticed Hesperia's stare and looked up at her.
"Are you sure you want to know Jareth, once I tell you I cannot take back what I told you nor can I change the events that follow?" He simply nodded. "Very well. When Sarah started her adventure, she was a normal teenage mortal, but as she journeyed the Labyrinth's very being took a liking to her, and with this liking it gave her some of its power. Of course Sarah didn't know this neither did you. You could say that with the help of the Labyrinth's magic and her determination to rescue her brother, it was what made her able to get through the Labyrinth and remember when in the Crystal Ballroom with you. But when she defeated you and said the words and returned to her home, the Labyrinth felt betrayed. So for its revenge after the girl had made sure the little boy she had rescued was safe it took back its power and something else, Jareth do you know what that something else was?" Jareth simply shook his head. This was all so confusing the Labyrinth giving Sarah some of its power. The Labyrinth's very being was that its soul. His thoughts went to the crystal Ballroom and having holding her in his arms.
"Jareth.." Hesperia paused until she had his full attention. "The Labyrinth took away her memories. She forgets everything. Her friends, the Underground, her love for anything that has something to do with Fantasy Worlds, and her dreams. Yet strangely enough it didn't erase all of her memory of you." Jareth stood upright as she spoke about him.
"What do you mean not all Hesperia?" he asked, he could hear the sadness in his voice. Everything, she forgot Everything.
"I mean she still has a mental image of you in her mind, she knows what you look like and how you act, but she doesn't know why or who you are. How can one person remember someone if they don't have a face and a name to go with that person? But the Labyrinth has given her hope in remembering it all only if you, you Jareth, want her to remember." She stared at the King of the Goblins, as he digested everything she had told him. She walked towards him and took his hand into her own pale one.
"If you do decide to do something though, wait. Wait seven years Jareth. Why?" She looked down before looking back up at him. "Jareth she's too young now, too immature, she hasn't witnessed love yet. She doesn't know what to expect. Wait seven years, she will be a mature young woman. If you bring her now you'll just scare her away. Believe me, I know."
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Authors Note:
Well do you like? This is probably the longest chapter I've wrote for a story and it's only 2000 something words, that's sad T_T
Anyway please R&R it would be nice
Summary: After Sarah said the words something happened to her, something that will change her forever. After 7 years Jareth comes back and he is the only one who can bring Sarah back to being who she is.
Author Notes: Hi I'm starting another story. I will continue Kidnapped soon so don't worry ^^ I'm a major Labyrinth Fan but I've never wrote a fic about it so here's my first Labyrinth fic Enjoy
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Chapter 1: Memories
"You have no power over me"
As the words escaped Sarah's lips she saw the Goblin King melt, she saw the entire underground melt away from her vision , it was over it was all over. and she had won. Realization hit her. She had been the only person to ever beat Jareth the Goblin King, she had taken back the child he had stolen , and all this in thirteen hours. Reality came back as she saw her bedroom slowly materialize around her, as the clock stroke midnight. She blinked confused, how could it be midnight? Was she really gone for thirteen hours? Eyeing her room her eyes went directly over to her possessions carefully, her eyes going over everything that had to do with the Labyrinth. -Hoggle.Sir Didymus.Ludo-Her eyes traveled to the music box with the crystalline figure gowned in the very same dress , no gown, that she had worn while dancing in his arms. Her eyes finally landed on him, the little figurine she had of him stood tall and proud like the real one had done so many times while taunting her, making her upset, and confusing her with his generosity.
Stomping out of the room , anger settling in her she suddenly remembered something, how could she be so selfish as to forget the reason why she had made her way through the labyrinth.
"Toby" She bit out barely a whisper, running to his room she ran to the crib that held him, she caught her breath as she saw him there breathing ever so softly, a smile graced her lips as she brushed back a strand of ebony hair. She quickly glanced down to see her teddy bear staring back up at her. Bending down she picked the old toy up brushing the fur back, as she stood up she stared at the bear, Sir Lancelot , to her brother, Toby, and ever so lightly tucked it under the boy's arm.
"He belongs to you now." She said with final agreement. She turned around to leave, but something was wrong. Grasping her ears she started to feel dizziness take over her. She fell to her knees memories of her friends flashed quickly in front of her eyes, then disappear, she croaked out a 'no' but she wasn't even sure if she said anything at all. The pain became more intense as tears came to eyes. Everything she cherished was being replaced, her fantasy world was being taken away from her. The Labyrinth flew before her , and disappeared. Her eyes came face to face with mismatched eyes,
Him
her thoughts grew to ones of anger, as only his face and name was erased, the only thing she was to remember was him, his being nothing else, she knew she wouldn't be able to name him, if she saw him, it would trigger something but she had no idea what that would be. She breathed heavily falling to the ground completely, saying the only thing that came to her mind as she fell into blackness.
"Damn you Jareth"
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Jareth finally gained his balance and tried to stand, he had offered her everything , her dreams, her friends, and him. If the girl had listen to the song he sang to her when they danced she would have known he would give her anything she wanted. But she didn't want it. She was a stubborn girl, foolish, naïve little girl but she was loyal to her friends and her little brother, brave to stand up to him, kind-hearted , and beautiful. He knew she would grow to become a more beautiful, and finer woman he'd ever meet and he had ruin his chance to ever be with her. He wouldn't give in twice, he still had deep feelings for her but he wasn't about to let that happen to him again. No he wouldn't listen to his emotions anymore, look where he ended up. Regaining his composure he headed back to his kingdom , the outfit he had worn during the confrontation torn and ruined, but he didn't care. His slow steps lead him to the throne room, where he knew he'd find peace. A sigh of regret escaped his lips , as a gentle wind entered through the window carrying words, he stood upright as the voice was a familiar one.
"Damn you Jareth" He scowled asking himself what he had done now. Willing a crystal to appear the scowl deepened as it took much of his energy to do the simple task. Willing it once again he saw Sarah's delicate face. Jareth longed to be able to comfort her with whatever she was feeling, he noticed something, her eyes were closed ,her breathing had stopped. Standing he head to the topmost tower ,his strides became quicker as he came nearer , entering a single room he stopped. The room he had enter was carved from stone like the rest of his castle , but it had no windows, it had no furnishings except for a mirror. He walked deeper into the dark room and studied the mirror. It's rim was made by the best metal smith in the Underground, a elf, the reflecting glass was made deep in the mountains by the dwarfs, the intricate design of intertwining roses was made by the Queen of the Faeries, and the magic seething from the mirror was given to it by his father and him, with being the High King of the Sidhe's heir. There were only three of its kind. One was connected to his father in a exact duplicate of the room he was standing in, one was his own, and the other belonged to the Oracle Hesperia in a exact duplicate of the very room he stood in.
A crystal appeared in his hand, his concentration on his destination, releasing the crystal, it shot like a bullet to the mirror, and instead of breaking it went through, leaving only a ripple in the mirror as if he had thrown a rock into a lake. Stepping into the mirror he reached his arms in first and quickly the rest of his body followed suit. Jareth open his eyes to welcome the bleak surroundings of the room, he headed to the door but was stopped as it opened itself . Standing there was a elderly lady but she wasn't a ordinary old lady. Besides the fact that she was a albino , she was the Oracle, a woman who knew time itself. Her hair fell to the floor a snow white color, her skin just as pale, and her eyes. Her eyes were pure white, they were more intimidating then his own. They could look into any soul with relative ease.
"Follow me." She turned around allowing him to see the warmly lit hallway, he obeyed the order without any say, he had come to respect this lady when he was very young and by no means did he want to get her mad.
"I know why you're here Jareth, all will be explained at tea. You haven't visited me in such a long time, do you know how jolly I felt when I foresaw your arrival, at exactly noon, after the young woman who finally captured your heart had turned down everything you offered, and after you realized she was hurt. Even after your promise to yourself that you wouldn't give her a second chance." She looked over her shoulder at him to see his reaction, he hadn't move an inch, spoiling all her fun. He looked into her eyes which caused a smile to form.
"I'm so glad you find fun in reading my life like a fairytale story Hesperia but that isn't the problem at hand. I wish to know what has happened to Sarah, none of my feelings towards her are thrown into this it is just a rival wanting to know what has happened to a rival." He looked back to the side and admired Hesperia's cozy home where only his father and himself knew how to get to. The Oracle looked back to the front of her.
"Jareth you're no fun! No fun at all." She nodded, against his will Jareth allowed a low chuckle to escape his lips but was silent the rest of the way.
Entering a room Jareth noticed tea already waiting as if it had been prepared before he had arrived which he knew was probably true. He seated himself down onto a lounge chair as Hesperia sat down into the very same chair she always sat in when he visited. She poured him and herself a glass of Earl Grey tea, which was his preferred choice when having tea. He looked up at her about to open his mouth to ask what had happened.
"What has happened to Sarah, Hesperia?" He asked as she asked.
"Biscuit?" Hesperia laughed, "I'm sorry dear I didn't hear what you said but do you want a biscuit?" She smiled, Jareth frowned.
"No thank you. What I asked was, What has happened to Sarah? Why when I saw her in my crystals she was lying on the floor not breathing for that matter?" Hesperia sighed and the way she did it, Jareth swore he saw the elderly Lady Hesperia actually was. She placed her teacup down on its saucer before looking up at him through closed eyes.
"Do you truly want to know?" She asked. Jareth looked at her. Of course he wanted to know, did he? The way she had spoken her question made him worry. If it was that Sarah died or something worse then death he didn't want to know, but if it was something trifle, like he randomly thought of something like being too close to the magic contained in the Labyrinth then he wanted to know. Even if it was such a trifle effect he could help her, even if she didn't want his help.
"Yes I do." He answered. Hesperia nodded and stood up and walked to a door, standing up himself he followed her, walking through the doorway he realized he had never been in this room. He was never allowed and it always kept his curiosity contempt when he was young trying to guess what was in here. He had imagine heads in bottles or Fae eyeballs, Like in the fairytales he had read, but as he stepped in it wasn't anything like he expected. It was a black and empty just like the room which contained the mirror. In the middle contained a staff with a crystal being held by the mouth of a snake. His eyes followed the head of the snake to see the rest of it wrap itself around the staffs lower part. The detail was excellent, he wondered who had been the creator because the design could easily have beaten the design on the traveling mirror.
He noticed Hesperia's stare and looked up at her.
"Are you sure you want to know Jareth, once I tell you I cannot take back what I told you nor can I change the events that follow?" He simply nodded. "Very well. When Sarah started her adventure, she was a normal teenage mortal, but as she journeyed the Labyrinth's very being took a liking to her, and with this liking it gave her some of its power. Of course Sarah didn't know this neither did you. You could say that with the help of the Labyrinth's magic and her determination to rescue her brother, it was what made her able to get through the Labyrinth and remember when in the Crystal Ballroom with you. But when she defeated you and said the words and returned to her home, the Labyrinth felt betrayed. So for its revenge after the girl had made sure the little boy she had rescued was safe it took back its power and something else, Jareth do you know what that something else was?" Jareth simply shook his head. This was all so confusing the Labyrinth giving Sarah some of its power. The Labyrinth's very being was that its soul. His thoughts went to the crystal Ballroom and having holding her in his arms.
"Jareth.." Hesperia paused until she had his full attention. "The Labyrinth took away her memories. She forgets everything. Her friends, the Underground, her love for anything that has something to do with Fantasy Worlds, and her dreams. Yet strangely enough it didn't erase all of her memory of you." Jareth stood upright as she spoke about him.
"What do you mean not all Hesperia?" he asked, he could hear the sadness in his voice. Everything, she forgot Everything.
"I mean she still has a mental image of you in her mind, she knows what you look like and how you act, but she doesn't know why or who you are. How can one person remember someone if they don't have a face and a name to go with that person? But the Labyrinth has given her hope in remembering it all only if you, you Jareth, want her to remember." She stared at the King of the Goblins, as he digested everything she had told him. She walked towards him and took his hand into her own pale one.
"If you do decide to do something though, wait. Wait seven years Jareth. Why?" She looked down before looking back up at him. "Jareth she's too young now, too immature, she hasn't witnessed love yet. She doesn't know what to expect. Wait seven years, she will be a mature young woman. If you bring her now you'll just scare her away. Believe me, I know."
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Authors Note:
Well do you like? This is probably the longest chapter I've wrote for a story and it's only 2000 something words, that's sad T_T
Anyway please R&R it would be nice