Summary: Sarah joins a cult based on witchcraft headed by a husband
and wife duo. What she doesn't know is that they themselves are actually
slave traders to the world below, the Underground. Back in the
Underground, Sarah encounters new trials and friends, as well as her old
ones. An old enemy becomes a new ally, and Sarah, a common mortal, is
transformed to one of the greatest queens of the Underground.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Labyrinth or anything related or associated with it. I came up with the title all by myself. So, I guess I own that. I also own all the characters that don't sound familiar or that weren't in the original movie. Thank you.
Sarah awakens and looks at the clock on the wall to the right of her bed. Groaning, she pulls herself out of the bed feeling groggy. She notices the other two girls are still in bed, snoring peacefully. Sighing, Sarah decides that she might as well get dressed. That's when she notices her suitcase is missing! Searching around frantically, Sarah frowns and sits back down on the edge of her bed with a huff.
Melanie wakes up and sees Sarah looking perturbed. "What's wrong Beth?" she asks her, yawning in the process. Jumping a little, as Sarah was too preoccupied to see Melanie awaken, she relaxes and replies, "Nothing. It's just, my suitcase is missing." Melanie laughs a little and says, "That's the way it is here. Nothing is owned. We share everything. All our clothes are provided for in a community closest down the hall. Good luck, I bet all your clothes are probably taken by now."
Feeling extremely angry that other girls would be wearing clothes that had cost her a pretty penny, Sarah bites her lip and falls back on the bed and puts an arm over her eyes in annoyance. The anger building up extremely fast, she growls and storms out of the room down the hall. Melanie follows her, amused. Not knowing which room it is, she turns and to see Melanie watching her curiously. She asks, "Well, where is it?" Melanie points to the room at the end of the hall.
Sarah marches down to the room and throws open the door to find all types of clothes on hangers and in dressers and drawers. Amongst all the garments her clothes would be near impossible to finding, assuming there are still there. Punching the nearest dresser to her in frustration, she sinks to the floor and sighs. "Hey, they're just clothes," Melanie says as she leans down next to Sarah in an attempt to comfort.
Sarah raises her angry and disappointed green eyes to look at Melanie. "Some of them were my mothers," she mutters. "So," Melanie says, missing the point. "So," Sarah continues, "my mother is a famous actress. One that never bothers to call or write any more." Finally seeing the light, Melanie answers, "I'm sorry, Beth, I didn't mean anything by it." Sarah manages a weak smile. "You're right, they are just clothes," and she stands and lets Melanie lead her downstairs for breakfast.
After the mad rush to the bathrooms made by all the girls, after all, there are only three in a house dominated by females. Finally it's Sarah's turn, and she's thankful as nature has been calling her for quite some time. She takes a long hot shower, ignoring the pounding on the door and the warning that she was going to use all the hot water on herself. She emerges squeaky clean to the glares of the other girls who all fight their way to the door in turn. Sarah walks up the stairs to her shared room in a white towel with her wet hair dripping down her back. On the way up she almost runs into one of the few guys living there.
She recognizes him as the guy that Mary had confided in her that she has a crush on. She could see why. Oliver, the boy, has short brown hair that is obviously dyed blonde because his roots show. His eyes are a deep brown that doesn't seem to match the rest of his features, but he's cute nonetheless. Sarah smiles at him openly, but doesn't stop to chat. "Hey Beth," he says, drawn to the mysterious, not to mention beautiful, newcomer.
Tightening her robe around her at the leering gaze he gives her, Sarah scowls and hurries upstairs. "Oh come on Beth, don't be shy," he calls up the stairs. Sarah turns around and gives him the look of death. Eyes widening in fear, he turns and walks the opposite direction. Quite satisfied with herself, Sarah makes it to her room and gets dressed in someone else's clothing. Her outfit consists of a white sweater with black lace that twines up the sleeves and at the chest. She decides to wear a pair of regular jeans. Luckily they had let her keep her own shoes.
Brushing out her hair that has become tangled as she let it dry, she looked in the mirror to check her appearance. She looks the same as she does everyday. Not sure what she was expecting, Sarah heads downstairs and runs into her two friends, Laura and Mary, from the day before. "Hey girls," Sarah says in greeting. Mary smiles at Sarah warmly, and Laura, well in that typical haughty Laura fashion she flashes Sarah a grin.
"So, what do you do around here for fun?" she asks them. The two girls exchange glances and Mary pulls Sarah by her arm to get her alone. "Beth, Laura and I have a suspicion that something isn't right around here. At night they lock the doors and windows as if they're afraid that someone is going to try to escape. And, at night, I'm sure you've heard the noises that are supposedly a sleepwalking girl. But, you know what, I've asked around and no one here sleepwalks. Plus," she is about to go on but Phoebe walks into the room, interrupting their conversation. Laura and Mary both go rigid with her sudden appearance, but Sarah remains calm, which she attributes to all her years of school acting.
"Girls, what are you doing?" Phoebe asks a bit suspiciously, quirking an eyebrow. Sarah steps forward and says, "I had asked if there was anything to read around here, and they were about to tell me before you walked into the room. But, now that you're here, I guess you can tell me." Phoebe smiles uncertainly and points to a bookshelf in the other room. "Oh, how silly of me," Sarah says, "I'm sure I could've found that on my own."
And she walks to the other room, Phoebe watching her silently. As soon as Phoebe turns her back, Laura and Mary join Sarah in the book room and they close and lock the door. "What are you guys doing?" Sarah asks. "Beth, something is terribly wrong around here," Laura states. "As I was about to say before Phoebe interrupted, there's been disappearances as well." Sarah frowns and asks to make sure she has it right, "Disappearances?" "Yes," Laura adds, "Disappearances. You know, one night they're there, and the next morning gone."
Sarah shrugs and reasons, "Maybe they found a way to get out." Laura shakes her head gravely, her blonde hair flying around her face. "No, they would've told the rest of us." Opening the door, Sarah sticks her head out and the coast is clear. The girls calmly walk back to Sarah's room. Thankfully her roommates aren't there.
All three girls occupy one bed as they devise a plan. "Here's what we have to do," Sarah plots, now the designated leader. "At night, we'll all sneak out of our rooms before the noises start and walk down to the book room. Once there, we'll leave the door open a crack and watch to see what the noises are. If there are people sneaking out, then we'll go with them. This place gives me the creeps." Mary and Laura both agree to her plan, and agree to meet her in the book room later.
That evening, Sarah had waited for Melanie and Kelly to fall sleep before she threw back the covers on the bed and left her room. Now she stood in the dark hallway wearing her nightclothes from the night before and wrapping her arms about herself to keep warm. She curses herself for not changing into something warmer, but decides that it's too late now. Making it downstairs with her heart pounding in fear, listening carefully for any sounds that might indicate that someone is awake, Sarah makes it to the book room without incident.
Mary and Laura are already there, waiting for Sarah. They both look tired and a little nervous. "Relax guys," Sarah says yawning. "I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." And how wrong she is. At about 12:00 a.m., Sarah realizes that she must've fallen asleep as she wakes to find herself lying on the floor. The noises from the hallway can be heard again. Sarah winces at her stiff neck and her arm, which is asleep, and she shakes Laura awake. Laura wakes up immediately and stiffens once she hears the noises. "What's that?" she asks. Sarah puts a finger to her lips in a gesture for her to remain silent, and she turns to Mary and wakes her as well.
All three of them tiptoe to the door and peer out. Jim and Phoebe are leading a line of girls down into the basement. "Where are they going?" Sarah asks aloud, but it's a rhetorical question. "I'm going to follow them," she says, with grim determination, and gets into the back of the line. "Beth, come back," Mary whispers worriedly. Sarah throws them a glance, but keeps following as if it's natural. Sighing, Mary looks at Laura and finds her eyeing Sarah. Laura sees Mary watching her and turns to her. They both shrug and join Sarah at the end of the line.
"What are you doing?" Sarah whispers angrily. "Following you," Laura says bluntly. No matter how Sarah tried she couldn't get them to go back to their rooms. "We came here with you for a reason, Beth, and we aren't about to back down now," Mary says. Reaching the basement, the line of girls disappears into a blue and black portal that spirals ceaselessly into a dark void. Sarah gulps but closes her eyes and follows regardless, Laura and Mary behind her, clutching onto either of her arms for comfort.
On the other side, they step into a world full of strange creatures, and the weirdest thing is, here it's daylight. Sarah shivers and looks around. Goblins are running about chasing chickens. The more intelligent goblins are running shops and stands, selling their warped goods. It's odd to see humans there as well, along with dwarves, gnomes, trolls, pixies, fairies, and some creatures that are just so strange that Sarah can't put a name to them. Then, that's when Sarah notices where Jim and Phoebe are leading the long queue of girls in front of them. A wooden sign above a crudely constructed platform reads: Slave Auction.
Sarah's stomach turns, but she follows anyway. She turns to see Mary and Laura hanging back reluctantly. Deciding that it's their choice, she shrugs and looks for a place to hide so she can watch the auction in seclusion. But, she doesn't get the chance as Jim Moon spots her and grabs her roughly by the arm. "What are you doing here?" he hisses angrily through clenched teeth. Sarah struggles, trying to free her arm. "Let go of me, you're hurting," she says. Jim smiles wickedly and leads her by her arm up to the platform.
"Up you go. Since you're here, we might as well sell you, too," he says, pushing her onto it. Sarah falls and lands on her hands and knees, giving the onlookers in front of her quite a show. "I'll take that one!" a shady looking man hollers excitedly.
OK, I think that's the longest chapter I've ever written. I hope everyone is liking this, as I'm trying really hard to make it interesting. Thank you all to my wonderful reviewers, you guys are great and I really don't deserve you, but I'll take you anyway. LOL.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Labyrinth or anything related or associated with it. I came up with the title all by myself. So, I guess I own that. I also own all the characters that don't sound familiar or that weren't in the original movie. Thank you.
Sarah awakens and looks at the clock on the wall to the right of her bed. Groaning, she pulls herself out of the bed feeling groggy. She notices the other two girls are still in bed, snoring peacefully. Sighing, Sarah decides that she might as well get dressed. That's when she notices her suitcase is missing! Searching around frantically, Sarah frowns and sits back down on the edge of her bed with a huff.
Melanie wakes up and sees Sarah looking perturbed. "What's wrong Beth?" she asks her, yawning in the process. Jumping a little, as Sarah was too preoccupied to see Melanie awaken, she relaxes and replies, "Nothing. It's just, my suitcase is missing." Melanie laughs a little and says, "That's the way it is here. Nothing is owned. We share everything. All our clothes are provided for in a community closest down the hall. Good luck, I bet all your clothes are probably taken by now."
Feeling extremely angry that other girls would be wearing clothes that had cost her a pretty penny, Sarah bites her lip and falls back on the bed and puts an arm over her eyes in annoyance. The anger building up extremely fast, she growls and storms out of the room down the hall. Melanie follows her, amused. Not knowing which room it is, she turns and to see Melanie watching her curiously. She asks, "Well, where is it?" Melanie points to the room at the end of the hall.
Sarah marches down to the room and throws open the door to find all types of clothes on hangers and in dressers and drawers. Amongst all the garments her clothes would be near impossible to finding, assuming there are still there. Punching the nearest dresser to her in frustration, she sinks to the floor and sighs. "Hey, they're just clothes," Melanie says as she leans down next to Sarah in an attempt to comfort.
Sarah raises her angry and disappointed green eyes to look at Melanie. "Some of them were my mothers," she mutters. "So," Melanie says, missing the point. "So," Sarah continues, "my mother is a famous actress. One that never bothers to call or write any more." Finally seeing the light, Melanie answers, "I'm sorry, Beth, I didn't mean anything by it." Sarah manages a weak smile. "You're right, they are just clothes," and she stands and lets Melanie lead her downstairs for breakfast.
After the mad rush to the bathrooms made by all the girls, after all, there are only three in a house dominated by females. Finally it's Sarah's turn, and she's thankful as nature has been calling her for quite some time. She takes a long hot shower, ignoring the pounding on the door and the warning that she was going to use all the hot water on herself. She emerges squeaky clean to the glares of the other girls who all fight their way to the door in turn. Sarah walks up the stairs to her shared room in a white towel with her wet hair dripping down her back. On the way up she almost runs into one of the few guys living there.
She recognizes him as the guy that Mary had confided in her that she has a crush on. She could see why. Oliver, the boy, has short brown hair that is obviously dyed blonde because his roots show. His eyes are a deep brown that doesn't seem to match the rest of his features, but he's cute nonetheless. Sarah smiles at him openly, but doesn't stop to chat. "Hey Beth," he says, drawn to the mysterious, not to mention beautiful, newcomer.
Tightening her robe around her at the leering gaze he gives her, Sarah scowls and hurries upstairs. "Oh come on Beth, don't be shy," he calls up the stairs. Sarah turns around and gives him the look of death. Eyes widening in fear, he turns and walks the opposite direction. Quite satisfied with herself, Sarah makes it to her room and gets dressed in someone else's clothing. Her outfit consists of a white sweater with black lace that twines up the sleeves and at the chest. She decides to wear a pair of regular jeans. Luckily they had let her keep her own shoes.
Brushing out her hair that has become tangled as she let it dry, she looked in the mirror to check her appearance. She looks the same as she does everyday. Not sure what she was expecting, Sarah heads downstairs and runs into her two friends, Laura and Mary, from the day before. "Hey girls," Sarah says in greeting. Mary smiles at Sarah warmly, and Laura, well in that typical haughty Laura fashion she flashes Sarah a grin.
"So, what do you do around here for fun?" she asks them. The two girls exchange glances and Mary pulls Sarah by her arm to get her alone. "Beth, Laura and I have a suspicion that something isn't right around here. At night they lock the doors and windows as if they're afraid that someone is going to try to escape. And, at night, I'm sure you've heard the noises that are supposedly a sleepwalking girl. But, you know what, I've asked around and no one here sleepwalks. Plus," she is about to go on but Phoebe walks into the room, interrupting their conversation. Laura and Mary both go rigid with her sudden appearance, but Sarah remains calm, which she attributes to all her years of school acting.
"Girls, what are you doing?" Phoebe asks a bit suspiciously, quirking an eyebrow. Sarah steps forward and says, "I had asked if there was anything to read around here, and they were about to tell me before you walked into the room. But, now that you're here, I guess you can tell me." Phoebe smiles uncertainly and points to a bookshelf in the other room. "Oh, how silly of me," Sarah says, "I'm sure I could've found that on my own."
And she walks to the other room, Phoebe watching her silently. As soon as Phoebe turns her back, Laura and Mary join Sarah in the book room and they close and lock the door. "What are you guys doing?" Sarah asks. "Beth, something is terribly wrong around here," Laura states. "As I was about to say before Phoebe interrupted, there's been disappearances as well." Sarah frowns and asks to make sure she has it right, "Disappearances?" "Yes," Laura adds, "Disappearances. You know, one night they're there, and the next morning gone."
Sarah shrugs and reasons, "Maybe they found a way to get out." Laura shakes her head gravely, her blonde hair flying around her face. "No, they would've told the rest of us." Opening the door, Sarah sticks her head out and the coast is clear. The girls calmly walk back to Sarah's room. Thankfully her roommates aren't there.
All three girls occupy one bed as they devise a plan. "Here's what we have to do," Sarah plots, now the designated leader. "At night, we'll all sneak out of our rooms before the noises start and walk down to the book room. Once there, we'll leave the door open a crack and watch to see what the noises are. If there are people sneaking out, then we'll go with them. This place gives me the creeps." Mary and Laura both agree to her plan, and agree to meet her in the book room later.
That evening, Sarah had waited for Melanie and Kelly to fall sleep before she threw back the covers on the bed and left her room. Now she stood in the dark hallway wearing her nightclothes from the night before and wrapping her arms about herself to keep warm. She curses herself for not changing into something warmer, but decides that it's too late now. Making it downstairs with her heart pounding in fear, listening carefully for any sounds that might indicate that someone is awake, Sarah makes it to the book room without incident.
Mary and Laura are already there, waiting for Sarah. They both look tired and a little nervous. "Relax guys," Sarah says yawning. "I'm sure there's nothing to worry about." And how wrong she is. At about 12:00 a.m., Sarah realizes that she must've fallen asleep as she wakes to find herself lying on the floor. The noises from the hallway can be heard again. Sarah winces at her stiff neck and her arm, which is asleep, and she shakes Laura awake. Laura wakes up immediately and stiffens once she hears the noises. "What's that?" she asks. Sarah puts a finger to her lips in a gesture for her to remain silent, and she turns to Mary and wakes her as well.
All three of them tiptoe to the door and peer out. Jim and Phoebe are leading a line of girls down into the basement. "Where are they going?" Sarah asks aloud, but it's a rhetorical question. "I'm going to follow them," she says, with grim determination, and gets into the back of the line. "Beth, come back," Mary whispers worriedly. Sarah throws them a glance, but keeps following as if it's natural. Sighing, Mary looks at Laura and finds her eyeing Sarah. Laura sees Mary watching her and turns to her. They both shrug and join Sarah at the end of the line.
"What are you doing?" Sarah whispers angrily. "Following you," Laura says bluntly. No matter how Sarah tried she couldn't get them to go back to their rooms. "We came here with you for a reason, Beth, and we aren't about to back down now," Mary says. Reaching the basement, the line of girls disappears into a blue and black portal that spirals ceaselessly into a dark void. Sarah gulps but closes her eyes and follows regardless, Laura and Mary behind her, clutching onto either of her arms for comfort.
On the other side, they step into a world full of strange creatures, and the weirdest thing is, here it's daylight. Sarah shivers and looks around. Goblins are running about chasing chickens. The more intelligent goblins are running shops and stands, selling their warped goods. It's odd to see humans there as well, along with dwarves, gnomes, trolls, pixies, fairies, and some creatures that are just so strange that Sarah can't put a name to them. Then, that's when Sarah notices where Jim and Phoebe are leading the long queue of girls in front of them. A wooden sign above a crudely constructed platform reads: Slave Auction.
Sarah's stomach turns, but she follows anyway. She turns to see Mary and Laura hanging back reluctantly. Deciding that it's their choice, she shrugs and looks for a place to hide so she can watch the auction in seclusion. But, she doesn't get the chance as Jim Moon spots her and grabs her roughly by the arm. "What are you doing here?" he hisses angrily through clenched teeth. Sarah struggles, trying to free her arm. "Let go of me, you're hurting," she says. Jim smiles wickedly and leads her by her arm up to the platform.
"Up you go. Since you're here, we might as well sell you, too," he says, pushing her onto it. Sarah falls and lands on her hands and knees, giving the onlookers in front of her quite a show. "I'll take that one!" a shady looking man hollers excitedly.
OK, I think that's the longest chapter I've ever written. I hope everyone is liking this, as I'm trying really hard to make it interesting. Thank you all to my wonderful reviewers, you guys are great and I really don't deserve you, but I'll take you anyway. LOL.