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.

Returning to his castle in a haze of anger and frustration, Jareth's stormy mood is apparent to his subjects upon his arrival. They all scuttle and scurry away at his icy glares and threatening looks as he takes his place on his throne.

Hoggle, gathering his remaining courage, walks timidly to the throne and asks, "Did she make it?" Jareth scowls at the dwarf and readjusts his black gloves. "Of course she made it. It wasn't my goal to get her hurt, despite what you may think. She decided to help a friend that was still trapped in there, and I told her it was up to her if she wanted to get her out, not me." Hoggle nods and makes up his mind quickly. "Your majesty, I would like to assist the little lady."

Deciding he has nothing to lose by letting Hoggle aid Sarah, he replies in a bored tone, "You may. However, bring her back here. I figure she might as well remain at the castle rather than working somewhere for unfair wages." As he said this he smiled with his eyes glittering promisingly.

Muttering curse and swear words under his breath, Hoggle walks through the hedge maze. Jareth had given his permission all right, permission to lead her into a trap. Hoggle sighs and puts a hand reassuringly on his jewels. They might come in handy if he has to bribe the greedy king into letting Sarah and her friend go.

Sarah at the castle is trying to decide how to get her friend out of Zeus's clutches. The castle is so big, she wonders if maybe he moved her back to the room with the other girls, or to somewhere else. Looking down at the orb in her cupped palm, she shrugs and peers over into it. She gasps as she sees Mary in the room with the other girls, subject to a harsh line of questioning and put-downs. Growling, Sarah's hand clenches involuntarily around the crystal. And, she notices it seems to be Laura causing most of the upset.

Tearing her eyes from the glittering sphere, she looks for a place to save it, and then realizes the only pockets she has are sewed on her pajama pants. Dropping the orb into the pocket, it sticks obtrusively from her pocket. Normally she would've laughed at the bulk sticking out against her leg, but she realizes that she doesn't have much time.

Taking a deep breath, Sarah opens the door to the castle, and heads the opposite direction, away from the throne room. If her theory is correct, the hallway leading to the throne room goes into a wide circle that will take her to the room she's looking for. Sure, it will take longer, but she figures that it's better than being caught by Zeus.

Making sure her footsteps are soft and make no noise, the only sound that Sarah is aware of is the thudding of her heart against her chest. Using the crystal to her advantage, she pulls it out of her pocket and looks into it to see Zeus on his throne, just as she thought he would be.

Then suddenly, watching the scene further, a servant rushes into Zeus's throne room to announce yet another disturbance in the kingdom has taken place. Sarah grins broadly at her luck, and starts to run down the hallways. Reaching a hallway that looks vaguely familiar; she turns to the right and discovers Mary sticking her head out the door. "Beth!" she exclaims happily, rushing towards her friend and enveloping her in a tight hug. Sarah smiles warmly and lets Mary hug her, even though she isn't used to so much physical contact.

"I told you I wouldn't leave you," Sarah says merrily. Mary frowns and replies, "Laura tried to tell me that you would leave me here and that it was a mistake becoming your friend at all, but I didn't believe her. For some reason she's changed so much since we've got here." Sarah shrugs and thinks to herself that Laura hadn't actually changed, it was just that now she had a chance to show her true colors.

Mary notices Sarah's far off look and says, "We better hurry before we're discovered." Sarah nods and grabs Mary's hand and leads her through the twisting hallways and past rooms until they reach the door to that leads outside. Checking the crystal to track Zeus, he appears to be in his kingdom somewhere. Sarah gasps as she sees Ludo in the background howling.

Startled by what she sees, Sarah is disgusted with herself as she accidentally let the crystal slide from her fingers in a state of shock. "What is it?" Mary asks in concern. Sarah shakes her head in dismay and decides it's better not to tell her about her friends. It sounded silly to even herself sometimes. Dragging Mary lightly by the hand out the doors and down the steps, Sarah looks around for someone that might be able to help them.

That's when she spots a goblin and thanks her luck. Motioning for Mary to stay where she is, Sarah takes a ring off of her finger and whistles nonchalantly while approaching the goblin. The creature, Sarah notices, is rather ugly, which is typical for a goblin. He has horns, beady red eyes, a piggy nose, and a mouth set in a grim line. The goblin sees her coming and greed shines brightly in his eyes, as he becomes aware of the ring. "What can I do for you?" he asks in a grumpy snort.

Sarah smiles and holds the ring out. The little wrinkled hand darts out and tries to snatch the ring from between Sarah's fingers, but Sarah is faster. "Uh uh," she says disapprovingly. "First, you have to give me directions." The goblin seems to ponder this for a moment, if goblins can ponder, and then shrugs, "Sure whatever you want." Sarah hands him the ring and he immediately bites it. "What is it?" he asks suspiciously. Being reminded of Hoggle, Sarah sighs and says, "It's silver. Now, tell me how to get to the Goblin City from here."

The little goblin, as Sarah comes to learn his name is Weeble, scratches his head thoughtfully. "This city here is south of the Goblin City. Go north for about a couple days' journey and then start to head west a little. There's a shortcut to the city without having to go through the king's labyrinth though." Sarah's eyes brighten and she asks, "How?" Smiling wickedly the little goblin snorts, "Why, calling the goblin king of course, ha-ha." And he walks away with his tiny tummy shaking as he laughs and slaps his knee.

Sarah curses and walks back to Mary. Mary seems a little in awe of her for a moment. "How did you learn to talk to those creatures?" she asks. Sarah shrugs, "They take a little getting used to, but it's not hard. They just really like shiny objects." Mary doesn't seem to believe Sarah, as she looks skeptical. "Yes, but, the language is so foreign, was it hard to learn?" Confused, Sarah replies, "What do you mean?"

Mary shrugs and says, "You were speaking in a different language to the thing, the same language it was speaking." Sarah's eyes go wide and her mouth drops. "But I was speaking English," she protests vehemently. Mary throws her hands up, "Hey, it just sounded strange from where I was standing. Maybe it because I was a little far away. I didn't mean to make you mad." Mary's eyes were large and innocent as looks at Sarah imploringly. Sarah relents and decides to let it slide. Besides, finding her friends took precedence over anything at the moment.

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