Letting everyone know I usually write in past tense but I mean it in the present. I'm sorry about my grammar too. I know Sarah's a bitch in this story and that's how her character's gonna be like for a little while longer. I will do more Jareth scenes for all those that love Jareth too.

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"Jareth," the head of the Council, Eric an older man with graying hair, spoke to the younger Fae. Jareth stood before the High Council waiting for their answer to his proposition. Well it wasn't a proposition but the news of a mortal with the gift of crystals. It had been three days since he had rushed into the High Council's court and told them of the news. Now they had made a decision and he had to be present for it.

"Yes High Council?"

"We have agreed to perform the ritual of changing the mortal to a Fae." They all nodded as they stared him down, watching his every move. He breathed a sigh of relief for only his ears to hear. "But," Jareth did not like that but. But's were never good. "In order for you to bring her here to perform the ritual you must get the permission of both the child and a parent." No he did not like that but at all. "Dismissed."

Jareth appeared back at his home exhausted and miserable. He knew how Sarah hated him and his Labyrinth and how even though she treated her daughter like crap she would fight to not let her go. The child he would have no problem with she was already fascinated with the book The Labyrinth. Her mother on the other hand hates him no real reason other than fulfilling her wishes.

"How did it go father?" Cullen stood behind him making Jareth jump. He scowled in good nature at his son, telling him of the meeting with the High Council. Cullen took it all in, nodding when it was needed.

"I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to do this. The daughter, Kira, will accept the proposition out of sheer willing to get away. Sarah and her lover we have a problem with." Jareth spoke in his official voice. The Goblin King is back.

"Did they specify how we are to get the permission?" Cullen's hopes fluttered for a moment before being dashed against the rocks. He knew it was a hopeless battle they fought but still he dared to hope. Cullen was rather attracted to the young woman. She had captured his attention from the moment he laid eyes on her crying form just the other day.

"We have to go and ask to my great dismay." Jareth changed clothes with a wave of his hand to something less formal. A black leather jacket, white poet's shirt, grey leggings and black knee-high boots. "Change we'll leave in a minute." Cullen changed into a dark black button up shirt open to reveal a good bit of his pale chest, hip hugging leather pants, black boots underneath the pants. Instead of the spikes he usually had his hair done in he let them cascade down his shoulders. Jareth wondered about the choice of clothing but said nothing more. He wore tight tights how could he judge what his son wore?

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Kira ducked a flying jar hurling at top speed towards her exposed head. She dove behind the kitchen counter as pans and anything unattached to the counter went flying. "I swear I didn't start it this time. That bitch Melissa did it." she pleaded with her head covered even though she wasn't in the line of fire.

"Yea right. SHE JUST HAPPENED TO END UP IN A COMA BECAUSE SHE THREW HERSELF INTO A WALL HEAD FIRST!" Sarah screeched as more glass met the wall. Kira let slip a few stray tears as she listened to the mayhem she didn't cause. Melissa had thrown her into the wall when her back was turned. She had a bloody nose until she made it vanish with a crystal. Kira had started to walk away when Melissa's boy toy picked her up and almost threw her in the dumpster. Her crystal didn't miss his balls that somehow caught fire. Melissa then threw herself into a chick fight that Kira had turned into a fist fight easily. Melissa had finally had enough and called her friends over to help. Kira hadn't been able to fight them all against a wall so she had resorted to her inner gift. With one crystal Melissa and her little friends had flown back and smashed into the wall. Melissa was the worst of it all, in a coma with a minimal amount of brain damage. The others sustained concussions and minor wounds.

Needless to say Kira was expelled.

Hell had been raised when the police brought Kira home unable to find something to throw her in juvy for. She had been dodging things since the moment the police were out of sight. She was winding down slowly but not fast enough for Kira to not sustain both mental and physical wounds. Physical was the numerous cuts all along her arms, a few bruised ribs and a cut right above her eye. Mental she had too many to count.

"You're no better than that Goblin King character from your little book," she sneered. Kira snapped. No one dared to insult The Goblin King in front of her and she'd be damned if she'd let her own mother do it. Even if he was fictional she wouldn't let anyone do it.

She rose to her feet, rage boiling in her blood and red as her sight. A frying pan came towards her head, aimed to smash her brains out of her ear. Her arm flew up blocking the pan but a sickening crack came afterwards. A streaking pain shot through her whole body, the core being the spot where she blocked. It didn't bother her she didn't even notice it. The tribal drums of her heartbeat pounded in her ears, the color vision she one had gave way to the crimson color, the anger once sealed inside burst forth.

"No better than The Goblin King am I? Guess that makes you far down the list then because I can do everything The Goblin King can." Within her hand appeared a black onyx crystal. Sarah's face drained of any color and a shocked expression replaced the rage. "Surprised? Surely you'd know your own daughter held this ability? Surely you knew your daughter could do such things? Surely you knew?" She raised the crystal ready to throw it.

"Did we interrupt something?" a cocky voice spoke from the side. Both heads simultaneously turned to stare in awe. Before both mother and child stood a rather handsome Goblin King and The Goblin Prince staring at their little quarrel. Sarah's face became disbelief before flashing anger and rage. Hatred bubbled like a cauldron in her blood pushing her already angered mind over the edge.

"You," she hissed through clenched teeth. Her rage blinded her as she ran forward, frying pan in hand. It came at Jareth without a warning cutting through the air like a hot knife through warm butter. Jareth seemed unconcerned that she was running at him with a frying pan. Casually he conjured a crystal and let the bubble/crystal surround him before she swung the pan. The bubble repelled the pan with such force the pan itself cracked and fell broken into pieces. He smirked with his arrogance and pride as she stared in shock then rage.

Kira wasn't picking up anything to run at The Goblin King with, she wasn't moving hardly breathing in fact. *The* Goblin King was standing in her home along with the hot guy she had seen the other day! She couldn't breathe if she wanted to. Her right eye started to literally see red but she couldn't work up the will to wipe the blood away.

Cullen had noticed her lack of movement right off the bat. She had her lips parted and her eyes fixed on both him and his father. It was uncomfortable to see her staring at him like that. It made him feel awkward and less arrogant and more likely he would screw something up. He could see the many cuts along her arms and the one above her eye and the way she was slightly bent in the lower back meant something was wrong with her ribs. He moved out from behind his father and moved over Kira.

Kira had forgotten she had the onyx orb still in her hand as she loosened her grip and let her hand fall limp against her side. She didn't hear the glass shatter as it plummeted to the floor, her mind only aware of his stunning mismatched eyes. Her mind didn't think as her body tried painfully to stand up to her full height. That brought her mind to her broken body. She reeled back hissing in pain with every move. She was close to doubled over unable to take the intense pain. It seared through every fiber in her entire nerve system, making her wonder if she had done something more than bruise her ribs.

Cullen walked up to her, concern marring his beautiful features. Within his hands he conjured a crystal to aid her in the pain. She tried to back away but her current state wouldn't let her. He willed it to bubble form and let it glide gracefully over her form. The bubble popped, releasing what appeared to be glitter to shimmer and shower over her body. A pleasant feeling replaced the immense pain almost instantly.

Jareth and Sarah stared at Cullen's actions, Sarah with disgust and hatred, Jareth with adoration and approval. Sarah revolted the idea of her flesh and blood (though she hated her so) was 'oggling' at Jareth's son. She wasn't going to stand it. Jareth on the other hand approved of the girl. She was everything Sarah wasn't anymore and much more. She would keep his son happy unlike the royal Miss Prisses in the Underground.

"What do you want Jareth? I know you can't come to the Aboveground unless you're summoned and no one summoned you." The spell over the group popped like a bubble with Sarah's venomous words. Kira debated about knocking her mother out but the look Jareth gave her told her not to. Sarah had whirled around to face him like she could intimidate him.

A smirk touched his lips. He knew her game well now that he's seen it in action. He knew how to bend the rules to his liking. "Dear Sarah, how stupid you still are. There are exceptions to every rule. Your daughter's gifts happen to be a reason for the High Council to send me to take her from you. I would not even bother with you if I didn't have to." Her lips vanished into a thin line of red as she stared at him with the best glare she could muster up.

"The High Council?" Kira turned to Cullen in a questioning way.

He got the hint well. "The High Council is like your government only ours is much stricter in ways and more lax in others. They are the ones that wish you to be present soon so they may let you into the Underground and become a Fae like us." Her eyes glittered with life that they hadn't seen in so long.

A bang came from the living room, the door had been slammed and it wasn't hard to guess who it was. James came storming in the room a mask of rage and betrayal on his face. Jareth stood his ground, Kira took a step closer to Cullen who seems bent on protecting her, Sarah had taken a step forward thinking the rage wasn't directed at her.

"You," he hissed and pointed with one of his fingers to Sarah. She backed up finding herself against the counter. James never glared at her. In her mind it was cause for panic because he always listened to her and backed her up no matter what. Jareth saw this as an open opportunity.

"I think we came at a bad time," he started out. "We'll just take your daughter and be off."

"Yea whatever take her," Jareth's smile grew. Sarah screamed and lunged to catch her daughter. Before she was even within reach her daughter and the Goblin King and Prince were gone leaving her to catch glitter.

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No Sarah's not gonna get hurt badly. She'll be back. And the next chapter is where the questions 'why the hell is Sarah so mean?' comes out and is answered. Yea so stay tuned kiddies cuz the fun's about to begin.