A/N: Yeah yeah, I know. Took me a long time to update. At first, I didn't think I was actually going to put up a second chapter. Maybe I'll keep going. I don't know. Depends on my mood. But, the most important thing right now is my original fiction.

Disclaimer: Don't you think that if I owned the Labyrinth, I wouldn't bother with fan fiction? Everything I could've ever wanted to happen would've taken place in the movie so I wouldn't have to do this.

She stumbled backwards, desperate to put some distance between herself and the Goblin King. "Me?" The utter shock brought by what she had just been told caused her to laugh. A thought suddenly crossed her mind and it caused her eyes to widen in fear. "You can't make Toby run the Labyrinth! He'll be killed!"

"Nothing will happen to the boy. I could have easily gotten rid of you, and I did not. The rules forbid it" Jareth said, almost bored with the conversation. Why had he bothered to answer the boy's request? 'Revenge,' he told himself, but there was doubt circling that thought. She had refused him years ago, he would not give her the chance to do that again. 'This,' he told himself, 'was about revenge.' Jareth had quelled what he had felt for the mortal girl long ago; it was time for the Goblin King to do what was required of him.

"But the cleaners and the fireys." Sarah began, her voice trailing off.

"You survived them, did you not?" He said, frustrated with her lack of comprehension. "Though I can create objects or beings meant to kill you, they can not serve their purpose. I could have everything stripped from me were I to take the life of an outsider, unless it were deemed necessary. But this is beside the point."

Sarah looked at the figure before her. "You mean, there's more to the Underground than just the Labyrinth?"

The Goblin King shot her an amused glance. "Of course there is. It's an intricate political system, like your Democracy. But I will have all the time in the world to explain this to you, if I so choose, when your precious little brother fails to negotiate the Labyrinth. If he even chooses to try and save you."

She looked up at him. She spoke so softly that the words were barely audible. "You really think that he wouldn't come for me?"

Jareth scoffed, "He wished you away, did he not? I have no way of knowing what he will choose. In any case, the odds are against him. The last one to defeat my Labyrinth lived centuries before you were born."

"What will happen if Toby fails? Will you make me into a goblin too?"

The Goblin King couldn't help but laugh. "Gods!" he cried in amusement, "Of course not. Mortals less than the age of three are turned into goblins. Only humans that young are dull witted enough for the life of a goblin." He paused for a brief moment. "Several things could happen. You could remain at the castle as my servant, you could be released into the village on the other side of the castle as well as countless other things. When the boy fails, I will make my decision regarding your fate."

"And what will happen to Toby?"

"He will be returned to his life Aboveground. All who know you will think you've run away, perhaps that you've taken your own life. It all depends on what seems fitting. But I grow bored of this conversation. It is time to return to the Underground, I am eager for the thirteen hours to begin."

"I'm not going with you," Sarah stated firmly, glaring at the man who would be her captor.

"I'm afraid, dear Sarah, that you have no choice in the matter." Jareth smirked at her. In one fluid motion he pulled out a crystal and threw it into the air. As the sphere descended it and the two figures disappeared.

***

Suddenly, there was a flash of light followed almost immediately by a loud 'boom.' Toby jumped and sat up. He had almost fallen asleep, too. He hated thunderstorms, but Sarah was sure to yell at him if he left his room. "Stupid Sarah," he mumbled.

Someone behind him laughed. Toby screamed and stumbled out of bed, landing on his rear end. When he managed to his feet, he saw a male figure watching him.

"My, how you've grown."

"W-who are you?" Toby said with a stutter.

"After all the stories Sarah's told you, I'm surprised you don't know."

"Jareth?"

"Don't be so rude, boy," Jareth snapped.

"You're the Goblin King," Toby stated, unfazed by the outburst. "I thought you'd be taller and not so girly. Sarah made ya sound scary."

"Your wish is for me to be frightening, Toby?" Jareth laughed. "I think I'll put off granting that wish. But there is quite another wish that I've granted for you."

"What're you talking about?" Toby inquired.

"Forgotten so soon? It must run in your family. You wished darling Sarah away; I've come to grant your wish."

"Hey! That's not fair! Its not like I meant what I said, I was just mad."

"Not that phrase again. I don't think I can stand another thirteen hours of 'that's not fair,'" Jareth said, mimicking Sarah's constant complaint.

"Gimme my sister back!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that Toby, not just yet."

"I have to do the Labyrinth?" Toby's voice held a degree of despair.

Jareth lead Toby to the window. "Yes, Toby. Unless."

"What?" Jareth didn't respond. "Unless what?" Toby asked as he tugged on Jareth's sleeve.

"Go back to bed, Toby. Forget any of this ever happened."

"I can't! She's my sister. She may be a big jerk, but she's still my sister!"

Slowly, the world changed. Toby was no longer in his bedroom. He was standing on sand that looked more like it was on fire than anything else. "Where are we?"

"Underground, dear boy." Jareth pointed at a clock that looked very out of place. "You have thirteen hours to solve the Labyrinth." With that, Jareth faded away.

"Well, I got nothing better ta do," Toby said as he headed down the hill towards the outer wall.