A/N: Yes last chapter was incredibly short, so to make up for it, I am also
uploading this one. Ok quick catch up if I have done my math correctly
when we last visited the Underground King Amándir was to have a son. At
that time Sarah was 5, so in last chapter she was 10 so that made the
little boy between 9-10.
Prologue Part 4: The first war: 2 yrs and a few months after Sarah's 10th Birthday.
Prince Malak was pacing impatiently in the throne room, waiting for his Father to finish speaking with the dignitaries. They were arguing over his elder sister again who disappeared over 12yrs ago.
He could tell his father was furious as the dignitaries from the Goblin kingdom and the Fairy kingdom left.
"I grow tired of waiting for them to declare your sister dead so you can be crown prince. This only means one thing."
"Yes sir."
"We go to war, are you prepared for battle Malak."
"I am father" Malak had the same look in his eye his father had; he had waited to long for what he considered his rightful dues.
King Amándir started sending messages to his few allies, the Trolls, and the Dark Elf kingdom. He knew the Fairy Kingdom would surrender easily, however he knew Jareth would not.
The next week went quickly, finally the were ready. As the sun rose, the three different army's marched toward the Goblin Kingdom.
Amándir's plan was to attack the Goblin King first then he knew any other Kingdom would be easy to conquer.
By sunset the Army had reached the outskirts of the walls to the Labyrinth. They set camp and waited patiently until sunrise.
Jareth sensed their presence immediately. He summoned all of his goblins and other Fae kingdoms immediately. He told the goblins to start setting traps along the inside of the Labyrinth.
Through the night they worked diligently setting every possible trap imaginable.
The next morning the goblins tired but ready to fight stood guard throughout the labyrinth.
The army forced the door open. King Amándir split the army up sending ½ the army down the left path while he and his son lead the army down the right path.
King Amándir had walked for hours; he no longer could see the other army, when he turned. How dare the goblin king call this a Labyrinth, there was no twists or turns or any visible entry.
He leaned his hand against one of the walls and found he slipped through it. He noted two paths, once again he split the army he had in half sending some down one path and leading another.
What Amándir did not know was that the first army that went down the other path had already been captured by the goblins and were being taken to the Fae courts. Also the group he just separated with fell quickly into an oubliette.
What started as a large army of 500 had now shrunk to 175 men lead by the Elf King. The Path led quickly to the Goblin City. When the goblin army attacked.
Swords and shields clashed, cannons blared. Even the trolls had trouble with these creatures.
Jareth had his sword and was fighting amongst his people. His sword flaying from one side to another quickly.
Even Malek fought displaying swordsmanship that was beyond his years. Then in an unfortunate series of events something happened. Malek Advanced to Jareth, who was occupied with a troll, Jareth swung the sword wide, and then heard a sickening thud, the young boys head rolled to the ground.
"Jareth how dare you" Amándir screamed.
Jareth fell into a daze unable to imagine he could do such a thing. Amándir advanced on him, then another fae struck him through the back, only just missing the mans heart. Amándir fell to the ground.
The week following the attack the elf king was imprisoned and a temporary ruler was appointed until the Princess could be found one way or another.
Jareth Never forgot the look of the boy's eyes, how could he forgive himself for killing a child.
Prologue Part 4: The first war: 2 yrs and a few months after Sarah's 10th Birthday.
Prince Malak was pacing impatiently in the throne room, waiting for his Father to finish speaking with the dignitaries. They were arguing over his elder sister again who disappeared over 12yrs ago.
He could tell his father was furious as the dignitaries from the Goblin kingdom and the Fairy kingdom left.
"I grow tired of waiting for them to declare your sister dead so you can be crown prince. This only means one thing."
"Yes sir."
"We go to war, are you prepared for battle Malak."
"I am father" Malak had the same look in his eye his father had; he had waited to long for what he considered his rightful dues.
King Amándir started sending messages to his few allies, the Trolls, and the Dark Elf kingdom. He knew the Fairy Kingdom would surrender easily, however he knew Jareth would not.
The next week went quickly, finally the were ready. As the sun rose, the three different army's marched toward the Goblin Kingdom.
Amándir's plan was to attack the Goblin King first then he knew any other Kingdom would be easy to conquer.
By sunset the Army had reached the outskirts of the walls to the Labyrinth. They set camp and waited patiently until sunrise.
Jareth sensed their presence immediately. He summoned all of his goblins and other Fae kingdoms immediately. He told the goblins to start setting traps along the inside of the Labyrinth.
Through the night they worked diligently setting every possible trap imaginable.
The next morning the goblins tired but ready to fight stood guard throughout the labyrinth.
The army forced the door open. King Amándir split the army up sending ½ the army down the left path while he and his son lead the army down the right path.
King Amándir had walked for hours; he no longer could see the other army, when he turned. How dare the goblin king call this a Labyrinth, there was no twists or turns or any visible entry.
He leaned his hand against one of the walls and found he slipped through it. He noted two paths, once again he split the army he had in half sending some down one path and leading another.
What Amándir did not know was that the first army that went down the other path had already been captured by the goblins and were being taken to the Fae courts. Also the group he just separated with fell quickly into an oubliette.
What started as a large army of 500 had now shrunk to 175 men lead by the Elf King. The Path led quickly to the Goblin City. When the goblin army attacked.
Swords and shields clashed, cannons blared. Even the trolls had trouble with these creatures.
Jareth had his sword and was fighting amongst his people. His sword flaying from one side to another quickly.
Even Malek fought displaying swordsmanship that was beyond his years. Then in an unfortunate series of events something happened. Malek Advanced to Jareth, who was occupied with a troll, Jareth swung the sword wide, and then heard a sickening thud, the young boys head rolled to the ground.
"Jareth how dare you" Amándir screamed.
Jareth fell into a daze unable to imagine he could do such a thing. Amándir advanced on him, then another fae struck him through the back, only just missing the mans heart. Amándir fell to the ground.
The week following the attack the elf king was imprisoned and a temporary ruler was appointed until the Princess could be found one way or another.
Jareth Never forgot the look of the boy's eyes, how could he forgive himself for killing a child.