*SOB* You love me! You really love me! I have a #1 fan and several people have put me on their
favorite story list or fav author list! I am so HAPPY! *SelenityPotter breaks down into happy
tears*
Jareth: SelenityPotter, get ahold of your self! They most likely were doing it out of pity.
*SelenityPotter stands and glares at Jareth* You just had to burst my bubble didn't you. I have only
one thing to say to you before I start my story. I have Emerald, Lady of Destiny, e-mail address and
you better not make me use it! *Jareth dissapears in a shower of glitter* Kay remember, I don't own
Jareth, although I wish I did, or any of the other Labyrinth stuff. Mara and anyother characters are
mine though.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mara glanced around the empty room before turning to give her father an incredulous look. "You want me
to live in here? It's like a tomb in here!" Her father shot her his trademark superior smirk.
"I thought you might want to decorate it yourself. Besides, if I am to teach you to use your magic
properly I need to know how advanced you are." His daughter shot him a deadly look before turning away
and muttering something that sounded suspicously like 'He is out to kill me'. Shrugging out of her jacket
and pulling her gloves off to join the jacket on the floor she sat crosslegged in the middle of the room.
She closed her eyes and her head tilted back and her lips started to move in a silent chant. Jareth
leaned against the wall, curious as to what his daughter was doing. The loose hairs around his daughters
face began to move, as if a wind had somehow crept through the closed windows and doors. Then it seemed
to pick up force and move further away from his daughter, taking on a crystaline blue glow. His daughter
slowly stood and turned to face him. Her eyes snapped open and her eyes had a far away look to them. She
raised her hands above her head and then brought them down as if throwing something. And then she colapsed
to the floor, in a dead faint. Jareth caught her head before it smacked against the hard floor and looked
at his daughter. *Where in the nine pits of hell did she learn to control elemental magics?* he thought to
himself.
Mara awoke with a spliting headache. Groaning, she slowly sat up. "When I find out which of my familiars
thought it would be funny to play the bongo drums in my head, I am going to turn them into a goblin."
"That might be a bad idea my dear, goblins can be the most annoying creatures in all the demensions." Mara
pried one of her eyes open and winced as the light hit her eye. She tried to cast a glare at her father but
failed and floped back onto the pillows of the bed.
Of course her innerself decided to make its presence known at that point. *Um...I think we passed out in an
empty bedroom. So the logical question would be, WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE UNDERGROUND AM I DOING IN A BED!*
Mara pried one of her eyes open again and looked at what she was laying on. *Black silk sheets, fur blankets,
Black satin pillows, not good.* "Where am I?" The sound of her own voice reverberated in her head and she
bit back a groan.
"In my bed, in my and your mothers bedroom," Mara heard a chuckle, "though hopefully in a month it will be
my and your mothers bed."
*TMI, TMI!* her mind shrieked. *That would mean you are lying in a bed where your mother...* her inner mind
shuddered *I don't want to even finish that thought* "TMI, TMFI, didn't need to know that," she groaned "I
don't need to get sick to the stomache on top of a migrane."
"TMI?" asked the amused voice of her father.
"To Much Info, and TMFI if you think about it I shouldn't have to explain." Mara pulled a pillow over her
face. "Now, if you will excuse me, I would like to smother myself in peace. Especially since Sensei can't
come and fix this backlash migrane." Jareth pulled a crystal from nowhere an was about to send it towards
Mara when her muffled voice came from under the pillow. "Don't even think about using a crystal. For some
reason, the energies don't mix and make it worse. So unless you have some heavy duty NON magic pain killers,
I need to sleep for the next 12 hours." When Mara moved the pillow, her father was no where in sight. Rolling
onto her side she was almost asleep when a gloved hand brushed her face slightly. Looking up her father extened
a glass to her. "Please say it's poison," she muttered and gulped down the contents of the glass. Her father took
the glass from her and pushed her down onto the pillows, before she could say anything, she was sound asleep.
Jareth checked on his daughter a few hours later. She was sleeping peacfully, thanks to the sleeping draught
he had given her earlier. She looked almost angelic in her sleep. He smiled rufully to himself. She had
the horn of a devil when she was awake. Spinning several crystals on his fingers, he sent them off to various
people. One to Sarah, to let her know they both were still alive. The others to his parents and sister. The
girl really should get to know her family.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kay, Day 2 shall be posted soon. In which Mara has another argument with her father.
Mara: Like that is anything new.
Shush, you might give away the ending. Oh, and a little more of the J and Sarah history in the next chapter!
So please press the little button and leave me a review!
favorite story list or fav author list! I am so HAPPY! *SelenityPotter breaks down into happy
tears*
Jareth: SelenityPotter, get ahold of your self! They most likely were doing it out of pity.
*SelenityPotter stands and glares at Jareth* You just had to burst my bubble didn't you. I have only
one thing to say to you before I start my story. I have Emerald, Lady of Destiny, e-mail address and
you better not make me use it! *Jareth dissapears in a shower of glitter* Kay remember, I don't own
Jareth, although I wish I did, or any of the other Labyrinth stuff. Mara and anyother characters are
mine though.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mara glanced around the empty room before turning to give her father an incredulous look. "You want me
to live in here? It's like a tomb in here!" Her father shot her his trademark superior smirk.
"I thought you might want to decorate it yourself. Besides, if I am to teach you to use your magic
properly I need to know how advanced you are." His daughter shot him a deadly look before turning away
and muttering something that sounded suspicously like 'He is out to kill me'. Shrugging out of her jacket
and pulling her gloves off to join the jacket on the floor she sat crosslegged in the middle of the room.
She closed her eyes and her head tilted back and her lips started to move in a silent chant. Jareth
leaned against the wall, curious as to what his daughter was doing. The loose hairs around his daughters
face began to move, as if a wind had somehow crept through the closed windows and doors. Then it seemed
to pick up force and move further away from his daughter, taking on a crystaline blue glow. His daughter
slowly stood and turned to face him. Her eyes snapped open and her eyes had a far away look to them. She
raised her hands above her head and then brought them down as if throwing something. And then she colapsed
to the floor, in a dead faint. Jareth caught her head before it smacked against the hard floor and looked
at his daughter. *Where in the nine pits of hell did she learn to control elemental magics?* he thought to
himself.
Mara awoke with a spliting headache. Groaning, she slowly sat up. "When I find out which of my familiars
thought it would be funny to play the bongo drums in my head, I am going to turn them into a goblin."
"That might be a bad idea my dear, goblins can be the most annoying creatures in all the demensions." Mara
pried one of her eyes open and winced as the light hit her eye. She tried to cast a glare at her father but
failed and floped back onto the pillows of the bed.
Of course her innerself decided to make its presence known at that point. *Um...I think we passed out in an
empty bedroom. So the logical question would be, WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE UNDERGROUND AM I DOING IN A BED!*
Mara pried one of her eyes open again and looked at what she was laying on. *Black silk sheets, fur blankets,
Black satin pillows, not good.* "Where am I?" The sound of her own voice reverberated in her head and she
bit back a groan.
"In my bed, in my and your mothers bedroom," Mara heard a chuckle, "though hopefully in a month it will be
my and your mothers bed."
*TMI, TMI!* her mind shrieked. *That would mean you are lying in a bed where your mother...* her inner mind
shuddered *I don't want to even finish that thought* "TMI, TMFI, didn't need to know that," she groaned "I
don't need to get sick to the stomache on top of a migrane."
"TMI?" asked the amused voice of her father.
"To Much Info, and TMFI if you think about it I shouldn't have to explain." Mara pulled a pillow over her
face. "Now, if you will excuse me, I would like to smother myself in peace. Especially since Sensei can't
come and fix this backlash migrane." Jareth pulled a crystal from nowhere an was about to send it towards
Mara when her muffled voice came from under the pillow. "Don't even think about using a crystal. For some
reason, the energies don't mix and make it worse. So unless you have some heavy duty NON magic pain killers,
I need to sleep for the next 12 hours." When Mara moved the pillow, her father was no where in sight. Rolling
onto her side she was almost asleep when a gloved hand brushed her face slightly. Looking up her father extened
a glass to her. "Please say it's poison," she muttered and gulped down the contents of the glass. Her father took
the glass from her and pushed her down onto the pillows, before she could say anything, she was sound asleep.
Jareth checked on his daughter a few hours later. She was sleeping peacfully, thanks to the sleeping draught
he had given her earlier. She looked almost angelic in her sleep. He smiled rufully to himself. She had
the horn of a devil when she was awake. Spinning several crystals on his fingers, he sent them off to various
people. One to Sarah, to let her know they both were still alive. The others to his parents and sister. The
girl really should get to know her family.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kay, Day 2 shall be posted soon. In which Mara has another argument with her father.
Mara: Like that is anything new.
Shush, you might give away the ending. Oh, and a little more of the J and Sarah history in the next chapter!
So please press the little button and leave me a review!