Chapter 25: What have I done?
Jareth climbed into the bed and lied down. Sarah turned around with a huge smile on her face. She sat up and crawled over to him licking her lips. She jumped on top of him, and bit his ear. She than took her hand and trailed it down his chest and passed his waist. Slipping her hand down his tights and grabbing his manhood. She pulled on it, causing him to scream in pain.
"What the hell?" He screamed sitting up in the bed. She sat on top of him pumping up and down moaning. She was forcing an erection to form, but it was unwanted by Jareth. Something was diffidently not right. He pushed her off and screamed,
"Where's Sarah!"
"What are you talking about? SEXY!"
"You are not Sarah, tell me where she is or I will…"
"What? Kill me! Your getting really use to that aren't you?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Are you willing to kill everyone for her? Would you even be willing to kill yourself? Umm? You think about that!" She said and with one second she vanished from the air.
Jareth got up from the bed and screamed. Running over to the balcony he turned into an owl once again and flow to the Half-ground. He did not like that he was being fool with and that Sarah was still in danger, and he would have spent the night with an imposter. But who was that person? She looked so much like Sarah. When Jareth got to the castle he could hear Sarah crying in pain, and a whip cracking in the air. He flew to the sound, which led him to the tower that he had been at once before, when he was saving Sarah from King Locket. When he got to the window he looked in side to see Sarah tied up in chains against the wall.
And there was the laugher of another woman in the room. Jareth flew into the window and smashed into the woman with the whip, causing her to fall to the ground. Jareth turned her over and looked at her, she looked just like Sarah. He was so confused. He tilted his head down and sniffed her hair, it smelt horrible. This was a sure way to find out who the real Sarah was, and who was not. Jareth knew Sarah's sweet scent, and the girl on the floor didn't have it. So he punched her in the face. The woman grabbed his face and tried pushing it upwards, to either break his neck, or to just plain old force him off of her. Jareth got up and conjured a crystal throwing it at the woman, but he missed.
It hit the wall and smashed into a thousand pieces. Then the woman conjured her own crystal and threw it at Jareth. It hit him, but only made him fall to the ground. They continuously threw crystals at each other until Jareth conjured a sword instead and tossed it into the woman's stomach. He then ran up to her and pulled it out and stabbed her again and again and again. With each thrust more and more anger was released. When he saw that she was finally dead, he left her there to hang on the wall, with the sword holding her in place. He ran over to Sarah and undid the chains.
He sniffed her scent. This was diffidently Sarah. She was now unconscious and lay limp in Jareth's arms. He placed her on the floor and looked at her with guilt stricken eyes. Holding her close he rocked her back and forth.
"Sarah, my darling Sarah! What have I done? What have I done?" He cried.
