Spikes head was spinning. This is probably that bloody dream again... Why won't it go AWAY?!?! Spike thought to himself.

"We're there." Gebon said.

"Ugh." Spike was currenlty freaked. He thought this vamp was just some crazy oaf!

"Welcome to The Labyrinth Spike." Gebon started towards the castle.

Spike lita ciggarete, and followed Gebon. "Bloody Hell!" He exclaimed when he saw the Labyrinth.

Gebon laughed at Spike's expression. "Come on lets move.

Spike followed Gebon.

"Oh and Spike? No smoking. Jareth won't like it." Gebon said to the other vampire.

Spike took one last breath of his ciggarette, and put it ou. "Who the Hell is Jareth?"

"The Goblin King. He rules over the Underground. Mind you he's got a firey temper. Now where is that door?" Gebon said exmaining the outer walls of the Labyrinth.

"Is Uh, that it?" Asked Spike, pointing to the door. It blended into the wall because it was so dark.

"Ah yes! Come on, and stick close. The Labyrinth has a mind of its own." Gebon said as the doors opened he and Spike went in.

Spike stayed silent as he folowed Gebon. He took off his leather jacket, and then put if back on.

Gebon then took three long strides to the left and disappeared throught the wall."Come on Spike!"

Spike stared at the spot where Gebon had dissapeared. "Uh, okay... He tried to walk through the wall, and looked surprised when he did."

"This way." he lead them down a lot of secret passages, wall, left, right, wall, it kept going on till Gebon stopped. "Brace your self, this could get ugly." and walked though another wall(this one leads to the Bog of Eternal Stench)

Spike contiued to follow Gebon. Spike contiued to follow Gebon. Spike expected extreme dangers intead of he bog of stench, so he did up his leather jacket, and tenced his mucles, (okay... that sounded really wrong...) to brace himself for what he expected. Dieja was now back at her castle, Alex was reading again in her chambers. Dieja was sitting in front of her mirror, with a silver brush, brushing her hair. She stared silently into the mirror, and thought. She thought about how much Moro and Jareth loved each other. She thought of Loki and Draco. They were all made for each other. She thought. But, who did she have? Where was her special someone? Did she not have one out there? Or had she just not found him? "Whatever." Dieja shrugged, and tried to forget about it. Her thoughts turned to why she didn't believe in vampyres.

WHY am I making such a big deal out of this? Why? Dieja stared into space, into the mirror.

Gebon walked through the wall and endded up in the Bog of Eternal Stench. The vampire covered his nose with his sleeve. "Come on, and whatever you do, don't step in the bog. Or you'll stink forever."

Spike stared at the mushy brown liquid, and covered his nose. "Bloody Hell that reeks!"

"Thats why its called the Bog of Etenal Stench Spike." Gebon said coming to a rickity old bridge.

"That's all this crap does is SMELL?!?" Spike said, disgusted.

"No. If you get ANY of it on you, you'll smell bad till the end of your days. Luckly that Sir Didymus isn't here." Gebon said running across the bridge.

Spike walked, slowly across the rickety, and quite unstable looking, bridge. (when are we gonna reach the castle?)

"I know a short cut to the castle." Gebon said going over to a large boulder and moving it aside. There was a deep hole. "Keep your arms to your sides and jump!" With that Gebon jumped in to the hole.

Spike Jumped down the hole.

After a lot of swists and turns Gebon shot out of the end of the tunnel and landed in front of the gates to the Goblin City.

Spike came tumbling after, and landed, none to gracefully, on the dusty ground.

Gebon helped Spike up and pasted the ugly goblin guards, and went in and made his way to the castle with Spike.

Spike looked around as he dusted himself off and followed Gebon.

Gebon stopped in front of the doors to the castle. "Well we're here. Sorry, got to leave you now. Jareth doesn't like me hanging around. I hope to see you again Spike." and Gebon started back towards the gates.

Spike looked really confused, as he watched Gebon go away. Spike rolled his eyes and walked up to the big doors.

Gebon then remembered something, "Spike?".

"Huh? What?" Spike turned around.

"Watch out for a white wolf with green eyes. Her bite is worse then her howl." and then he headed towards the gates.

"Uh... okay..." Spike knocked on the big doors.

The great doors swung open by themselves.

"This place is freaky... and I'm a vampyre..." Spike walked inside, and found himself in Jareth's throne room.

Moro had been wandering the castle aimlessly in her white wolf form, when she saw someone in the throne room. He was paler than was natural, blonde, and gothic-like. He was also cute. But an intruder. She bent her ears back, bared her teeth, and growled low in her throat.

Spike turned at saw the white wolf.

"Oh... you must be the wolf Gebon warned me about... I need to speak to a... Jareth?"

Moro's ears perked at Jareth's name. Why would this intruder want to see Jareth, and why did that name Gebon ring a bell? She sniffed the air and caught his scent. Vampyre. She growled even deeper, hackles rising, and white teeth showing.

Spike backed up, a little hesitant of this white wolf. "I'm not going to hurt anyone... yeah, I am a vampyre, but I already ate. Gebon just told me to see him, Jareth, and uh..." Spike fell silent.

Then she remembered! Gebon was banished from here 14 years ago for killing an elf. This vampyre was lured here. They should really find a slayer for the Underground...Moro relaxed a bit. "Well, vampyre, he's busy right now." she said.(still in wolf form)

"Oh... okay... is something wrong with Gebon? Your reation to his name was... BLOODY HELL!!" A goblin had grabbed onto his pants, and Spike kicked it into the air, in reflex.

Moro rolled her eyes. Kick them when ever you want. Gebon, is a vampyre that was banished from here for killing an elf. Don't trust him. It may be the last thing you do." she then morphed to her human-like form. she was wereing a white poet's blousse(sp?), dark blue jeans, knee-high boots covered by her pants and a blue scarf held back her hair. The poets blousse gave a lot of cleverage.

Spike was stressed out. He could be torn to shreds by this wolf, chased out, and he'd have noowhere to go. He was NOT going near any slayer any time soon. In his distress, he forgot completley of his surroundings and lit a ciggarette. He forgot completly of Gebon's warning of Jareth not liking that. After he put the lighter away, he looked back at the white wolf.

(Remember? Where the goblins sit in the "Magic Dance" scene? Some sit on the shelves, some sit in the pit, some walk around, SOME SIT IN CHAIRS!) Dieja was now dressed in a black peasant blouse, and blue Starrie Howicks. (WHY?!?! WHY DON'T THEY MAKE THOSE ANYMORE!?! WHY?!? I WANT A PAIR!!!! SO BAD!!!!!)

Her hair was back in a bun. She pulled the pins out of it, and her long, silky blonde hair went tumbling to her shoulders. She stood up. And started to dance. She didn't know why, but she danced, without music or making any sound at all.

Moro crossed her arms and looked at the vampyre. "Smoking kills, wait you're already dead! Well if Jareth comes in you'll be in trouble." she started to pace slowly in front of him. "Who are you?"

"I'm William, but, I kind of abandoned that name... Spike." Spike put out his smoke. "Who are you?"

This 'Spike' wasn't like the other vamps she'd come across. "Moro. Moro is my name. By any chance are you 'Willam the Bloody'?" she said sitting a safe distance.(is he gonna say something about her shifting capabillatys(Sp?))

"As a matter of fact, I am William the Bloody. How do you know of me? And, You can shapeshift?" Spike raised his eyebrows.

"I came across a book in the castle library on vamps. Yes, I can shapeshift into mostly anything." Moro said.

"Interesting..." Spike said, reffering to the shapeshifting. Spike looked out the window anxiously. The sun would rise in about two hours, and he had to stay AWAY from the sun.

Moro noticed him looking at the horison(sp?). "Don't worry, the sun here can't hurt vampyres." she then turned into her wolf form again.

Spike looked at the white wolf.

"Really? Your not just trying to make my heart explode, are you?"

The wolf nodded. "yup. go on the sun is up. try. or are you chicken?"

Spike rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll bloody hell try it..."

Moro watched the vampyre.(*gasp*...*wheeze*) Jareth was walking to the throne room when he heard voices. "yup. go on the sun is up. try. or are you chicken?". Moro's voice! "Fine, I'll bloody hell try it..." said a second. diffinatly not Draco's...Jareth decided to come out of his hiding place.

Spike walked in the sunlight, and didn't like it at all. "I'm still gonna stay away from it." Spike said as he stepped back into the shadows.

Moro shrugged.(*gasp*....*wheeze*)

Spike wanted to light a ciggarete, but didn't. (He's addicted! Give him a break!) Spike noticed Jareth, but didn't KNOW that it was him, nearby, watching them.

Jareth cleared his throat over dramtically. Moro turned her wolf head toward the sound and smiled when she saw Jareth. She bounded over to him knocking him down, licking him to death(ok that sounded REALLY wrong...)

(It did...)

Spike just stood there, not knowing what to say, or do.(*Gasp*... *sweats all over floor*)

"OK Moro I'm glad to see you too!" Jareth said as Moro got him in the mouth(eww! wolf drool!)"Who's your friend? Huh?" Moro got off Jareth and trotted over to Spike, and bark-howled. She put her nose into Spike's palm.

Spike looked at the wolf, then just looked creeped out at the feel of the wet nose.

"She seems to take a liking to you-um what's your name?" Jareth asked standing up.

"William... well, Spike." Spike answerd, looking up from the wolf. He then rolled his eyes. "Yes, I am a vampyre."

Moro shook her glossy coat and walked back to Jareth. "Well, Spike, if you swear that you won't bite any of my subjects you may stay in my castle." Jareth said scratching Moro behind her ears.

"Uh... thanks... I think..." Spike answered.

"My name is Jareth. The Goblin King." Jareth said sitting on his throne one leg propped up on the arm rest. "I don't mean to be a bloody pest, but, I AM a vampyre, and I don't eat the food you do."

Spike pointed out.

"Don't worry Spike, the castle kitchens provide anything." Jareth said.

"Okay then..." Spike leaned against the wall.

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Dieja had just woken up, and had already changed into a blue peasant blouse, and a black skirt. She walked downstairs, and had to cross the throne room, to get to the dining room, where she EXPECTED to meet Jareth and Moro.

"So..Spike, where are you from?" Jareth said bored.

"Hmm? Oh, Uh... well... Sunnydale..."

Jareth sat up, "Sunnydale? The Hellmouth?"

"Well yeah..." Spike answered. (*gasp* *wheeze...*)

"Have you met the slayer? She supposely lives around there."

Spike answered, a little pissed off at the name of the slayer.

"Yes, I have. Her names Buffy. She's suchs a =BLEEP!!=

"Hey Spike! Language!" Moro said. ____________________________________________________________________________ ______ Gebon walked to the stables icy blue eyes gazing around at the magnificent well-bred unicorns. He was looking for one lone black one who thought that the one he now trusted was back, only to catch the scent of vampyre and go crazy. In fact, all the unicorns seemed bothered by Gebon. The vampyre walked unfearfully to Row's stall, and with a vampyre grin he said, "So we meet again."