A/N So how is it so far? Be honest. O.K this one is not much longer but
don't worry I will update again, perhaps today? Reminder ( )- what someone
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What If II The Nightmare
By
Melissa Aka Angle 1
Jareth stood against the wall, arms crossed, a smile on his face. He never thought to see Sydney sitting in his throne. He didn't want to ruin the moment, so he carefully slid into the room unnoticed and watched as Nikko entertained Sydney with one of her wild stories, about him no doubt. Sydney was riveted by the tale and sat motionless, gazing at Nikko with her deep green eyes, relaxed and not worried about anything. Jareth wanted the moment to last forever. however.his father had other plans.
" What is the meaning of this!? " The sudden shout startled everyone in the room. Sydney whirled around to find that Jareth had been standing there the whole time, watching her. He was not watching her now, instead Jareth was gazing at his father with a surprised look on his face.
" Father.it's nice to see you." Jareth stated sarcastically, he could already tell this was not going to go well.
His father ignored his greeting, " What is that mortal doing on the throne! " He yelled as he stalked into the room. Sydney unceremoniously jumped out of the throne and scooped up Nikko. Jareth appeared behind her and took Nikko from her, Sydney jumped, she was still not use to his appearing and disappearing.
"Father this is Sydney," his father only glared down at her. "Sydney this is my father, Tomas." Jareth could almost taste how nervous she was.
"N..nice to meet you." She stuttered, her voice wavering under his father's gaze. His father still didn't say a word; instead he gazed intensely at her. Jareth didn't like the way he was looking at Sydney, he pulled her away. Crouching down, he set a blushing Nikko on the floor and instructed her to take Sydney across the room and finish her story there.
Nikko quickly led Sydney to one of many stone benches that lined the room. They sat there and Nikko continued to talk, though Jareth was sure the subject had changed. He turned around and sat in his throne.
" Well? " Jareth asked as he lounged back and tugged at his gloves, showing no emotion to his fathers' rudeness.
" Get rid of her, I do not like her." Tomas snapped.
" WHAT!" Jareth stood up out of his throne in a fluid motion. Everyone in the room had froze and was looking at them. Even Sydney was watching him, her face read nervousness. " OUT! " Jareth shouted , in moments the room was deserted, Sydney quickly followed Nikko as she babbled something about the beautiful gardens. When they were alone, Jareth looked down at his father. He was only slightly taller than Tomas, but height in the Underground was a intimidating factor. Though Tomas showed no signs of backing down.
"What exactly do you mean by that." Jareth's words where clipped and sharp, showing just how much of his anger he was holding back.
Tomas shrugged " She's mortal " he said simply. " Mother was mortal. " " Yes, and look at how you turned out, barely able to control you own emotions. "
The people of the Underground, especially royalty, had two main emotions, pleasure and displeasure. That was how they found out what they liked and disliked, and thus rule without distraction. Though Jareth, his mother being from Aboveground, had given him a much wider range of emotion, and the ability to express them.
These new experiences seemed to give Jareth much more power than anyone thought possible. Everyone thought for sure, because he was half mortal, he would be weaker, but the exact opposite had happened. Jareth had barely reached mature age when he had overpowered his father, and took over the throne. Jareth believed that besides his life, his emotions were the greatest gift his mother had ever given him.
His father didn't see it that way, true, there were some drawbacks. Guilt, fear, compassion, were some emotions that Tomas thought made a King weak. Though the only thing Jareth thought was bad about his emotion was his uncontrollable temper. When he lost it, all hell would break loose over the castle.
" She'll make you weak Son." His father continued. " You can't afford that." " Why not, I have no children to over power me." Suddenly the thought of children was a wonderful feeling. He grinned as he dreamed about what it would be like to be a father.a husband. " Besides if my children were strong enough then they should have the throne."
" You're a stupid child you know that! Those 'children' would be three- quarters mortal." Tomas snapped, as he paced the room, his wine colored robs flowing behind him.
" That wouldn't matter." Jareth shot back. " your one to talk about keeping the blood line pure, you were the one who fell in ' love ' with Mother."
" Keep your Mother out of this." Tomas warned, but Jareth ignored him.
" It's all your fault she died in the first place." Jareth started to pace himself, his anger giving away to grief. His Mother had lived for over three hundred years, a extremely long life for a mortal, but a painfully short one Underground. She lived just long enough to give birth to Jareth and raise him. She died shortly after Jareth took over as king, though her pain had started long before.
" Their mortal, their suppose to die." His father reasoned.
" LIES! Sydney hasn't aged a second ever since she stepped into the Underground. And Mother never did ether, your love for her made her immortal, just as mine does for Sydney, you stopped loving her, and the time caught up to her and it killed her. My love alone could not save her, yet you refused to see reason! "
" You can not love that child, you've only known of her barely a day." His father said, his voice had grown tired and he sat at the stone step at the base of the throne.
Jareth followed, " As I recall, Mother was barley in the Labyrinth for more that three hours before she had you confessing your love to her." Though he shouldn't talk, Sydney was there for a little over six hours when he tried to kiss her.
" Your Mother's death still weighs heavily on me," Tomas continued, his voice was tortured. " I still think about her everyday. I didn't know how much I loved her until she was gone."
" Just like a mortal," Jareth snapped ruthlessly, " Never knew what you had until you lost it. I know what I have father, it won't happen to me. "
" It will! " Tomas stood and started pacing again, " They have amazing will power, and it is difficult for them to obey us. They will not listen, you have that temper of yours, and it will not be long until her transgressions will push you. " he turned to face his Son, his eyes pleading with him to understand. " Send her back, She'll die here, you can't love her forever, it is impossible -"
" I will love her forever -" Jareth interrupted, standing up to his father.
"Please let me finish!.You have pride, it's not bad to have it, but it will prevent you from giving in to her, you'll make things worse just to spite her, then later you'll do things just to hurt her. Except you'll never really understand how much it really does hurt her. If you send her back, she will live. True, it will be a mortal life, but at least she'll be happy. Keeping her here will only be painful to you later. "
" It won't be like that father," Jareth argued stubbornly. Tomas sighed, seeing that he was not going to get his Son to see reason.
"I hope for your sake, and for hers, that you are right." with that Tomas stalked out of the room.
Sydney was hunting for Nikko, for the tiny goblin was good at hide and seek. The castle garden was a strange and wonderful place. The platform they were on was only a inch or so thick, but massive trees grew there, the roots disappearing on the other side. The garden was full of strange plants, some of which Sydney had never seen. A bed of flowers that looked like big beautiful butterflies, when a breeze went by they fluttered on their stems. Roses as big as her face and as small as a penny, in all the shades of the rainbow.
A mini version of the Labyrinth was set in the corner, sheltered by a large tree with silver leaves. That's where Sydney was at, the shrubs just high enough that she couldn't see over. Nikko had hidden in the maze and it was Sydney's turn to try and find her. She was having a difficult time, even though the maze was small it changed constantly and was proving almost impossible for Sydney to find the tiny goblin. It didn't help that her thoughts kept wandering to Jareth and Tomas, they seemed very angry at each other. Sydney had hoped it wasn't her fault, but Nikko reassured her that they had not been on the best terms for centuries. Which made Sydney wonder just how old Jareth was.
" Over here! " came Nikko's cry as she darted around the corner laughing. Sydney followed, laughing as well. " Master. " Nikko cried jubilantly. Looking up, Sydney felt her stomach do a flip-flop as she spotted Jareth round a corner and step out in front of them. He laughed as he crouched down, sweeping the goblin up.
" Nikko, how ever did you persuade Sydney to come in here. It thought for sure she would want to avoid any type of maze." He walked over to Sydney, who suddenly found the stone floor very interesting. " Was my Labyrinth not enough for you Sydney ? " he teased. Thinking he wanted a answer, she panicked and blurted out exactly what she was thinking.
"No..YES! I mean, yes it was enough, it's just.. that finding my was though it isn't as necessary as before, and there are no traps or mental obstacles." She stole a glance up at him, he had Nikko in the crook of his arm, and he was looking thoughtfully down at her.
Jareth shifted on his feet, " Yes well.you don't have to worry about that anymore do you? "
************************************************************** A/N Ha! Third chapter today, and today is the 8th so the next update will be Monday the 11th, I swear. If , and I do say if.I do not update, you have my permission to e-mail me and chew me out. So read and review. Thanks P.S. do you think that Sarah was incredibly out of her head for not taking Jareth's gift? I think she was, I know I would have stayed with him in a second ^_^.
said, { } - what I say, and ~ telepathic message.
What If II The Nightmare
By
Melissa Aka Angle 1
Jareth stood against the wall, arms crossed, a smile on his face. He never thought to see Sydney sitting in his throne. He didn't want to ruin the moment, so he carefully slid into the room unnoticed and watched as Nikko entertained Sydney with one of her wild stories, about him no doubt. Sydney was riveted by the tale and sat motionless, gazing at Nikko with her deep green eyes, relaxed and not worried about anything. Jareth wanted the moment to last forever. however.his father had other plans.
" What is the meaning of this!? " The sudden shout startled everyone in the room. Sydney whirled around to find that Jareth had been standing there the whole time, watching her. He was not watching her now, instead Jareth was gazing at his father with a surprised look on his face.
" Father.it's nice to see you." Jareth stated sarcastically, he could already tell this was not going to go well.
His father ignored his greeting, " What is that mortal doing on the throne! " He yelled as he stalked into the room. Sydney unceremoniously jumped out of the throne and scooped up Nikko. Jareth appeared behind her and took Nikko from her, Sydney jumped, she was still not use to his appearing and disappearing.
"Father this is Sydney," his father only glared down at her. "Sydney this is my father, Tomas." Jareth could almost taste how nervous she was.
"N..nice to meet you." She stuttered, her voice wavering under his father's gaze. His father still didn't say a word; instead he gazed intensely at her. Jareth didn't like the way he was looking at Sydney, he pulled her away. Crouching down, he set a blushing Nikko on the floor and instructed her to take Sydney across the room and finish her story there.
Nikko quickly led Sydney to one of many stone benches that lined the room. They sat there and Nikko continued to talk, though Jareth was sure the subject had changed. He turned around and sat in his throne.
" Well? " Jareth asked as he lounged back and tugged at his gloves, showing no emotion to his fathers' rudeness.
" Get rid of her, I do not like her." Tomas snapped.
" WHAT!" Jareth stood up out of his throne in a fluid motion. Everyone in the room had froze and was looking at them. Even Sydney was watching him, her face read nervousness. " OUT! " Jareth shouted , in moments the room was deserted, Sydney quickly followed Nikko as she babbled something about the beautiful gardens. When they were alone, Jareth looked down at his father. He was only slightly taller than Tomas, but height in the Underground was a intimidating factor. Though Tomas showed no signs of backing down.
"What exactly do you mean by that." Jareth's words where clipped and sharp, showing just how much of his anger he was holding back.
Tomas shrugged " She's mortal " he said simply. " Mother was mortal. " " Yes, and look at how you turned out, barely able to control you own emotions. "
The people of the Underground, especially royalty, had two main emotions, pleasure and displeasure. That was how they found out what they liked and disliked, and thus rule without distraction. Though Jareth, his mother being from Aboveground, had given him a much wider range of emotion, and the ability to express them.
These new experiences seemed to give Jareth much more power than anyone thought possible. Everyone thought for sure, because he was half mortal, he would be weaker, but the exact opposite had happened. Jareth had barely reached mature age when he had overpowered his father, and took over the throne. Jareth believed that besides his life, his emotions were the greatest gift his mother had ever given him.
His father didn't see it that way, true, there were some drawbacks. Guilt, fear, compassion, were some emotions that Tomas thought made a King weak. Though the only thing Jareth thought was bad about his emotion was his uncontrollable temper. When he lost it, all hell would break loose over the castle.
" She'll make you weak Son." His father continued. " You can't afford that." " Why not, I have no children to over power me." Suddenly the thought of children was a wonderful feeling. He grinned as he dreamed about what it would be like to be a father.a husband. " Besides if my children were strong enough then they should have the throne."
" You're a stupid child you know that! Those 'children' would be three- quarters mortal." Tomas snapped, as he paced the room, his wine colored robs flowing behind him.
" That wouldn't matter." Jareth shot back. " your one to talk about keeping the blood line pure, you were the one who fell in ' love ' with Mother."
" Keep your Mother out of this." Tomas warned, but Jareth ignored him.
" It's all your fault she died in the first place." Jareth started to pace himself, his anger giving away to grief. His Mother had lived for over three hundred years, a extremely long life for a mortal, but a painfully short one Underground. She lived just long enough to give birth to Jareth and raise him. She died shortly after Jareth took over as king, though her pain had started long before.
" Their mortal, their suppose to die." His father reasoned.
" LIES! Sydney hasn't aged a second ever since she stepped into the Underground. And Mother never did ether, your love for her made her immortal, just as mine does for Sydney, you stopped loving her, and the time caught up to her and it killed her. My love alone could not save her, yet you refused to see reason! "
" You can not love that child, you've only known of her barely a day." His father said, his voice had grown tired and he sat at the stone step at the base of the throne.
Jareth followed, " As I recall, Mother was barley in the Labyrinth for more that three hours before she had you confessing your love to her." Though he shouldn't talk, Sydney was there for a little over six hours when he tried to kiss her.
" Your Mother's death still weighs heavily on me," Tomas continued, his voice was tortured. " I still think about her everyday. I didn't know how much I loved her until she was gone."
" Just like a mortal," Jareth snapped ruthlessly, " Never knew what you had until you lost it. I know what I have father, it won't happen to me. "
" It will! " Tomas stood and started pacing again, " They have amazing will power, and it is difficult for them to obey us. They will not listen, you have that temper of yours, and it will not be long until her transgressions will push you. " he turned to face his Son, his eyes pleading with him to understand. " Send her back, She'll die here, you can't love her forever, it is impossible -"
" I will love her forever -" Jareth interrupted, standing up to his father.
"Please let me finish!.You have pride, it's not bad to have it, but it will prevent you from giving in to her, you'll make things worse just to spite her, then later you'll do things just to hurt her. Except you'll never really understand how much it really does hurt her. If you send her back, she will live. True, it will be a mortal life, but at least she'll be happy. Keeping her here will only be painful to you later. "
" It won't be like that father," Jareth argued stubbornly. Tomas sighed, seeing that he was not going to get his Son to see reason.
"I hope for your sake, and for hers, that you are right." with that Tomas stalked out of the room.
Sydney was hunting for Nikko, for the tiny goblin was good at hide and seek. The castle garden was a strange and wonderful place. The platform they were on was only a inch or so thick, but massive trees grew there, the roots disappearing on the other side. The garden was full of strange plants, some of which Sydney had never seen. A bed of flowers that looked like big beautiful butterflies, when a breeze went by they fluttered on their stems. Roses as big as her face and as small as a penny, in all the shades of the rainbow.
A mini version of the Labyrinth was set in the corner, sheltered by a large tree with silver leaves. That's where Sydney was at, the shrubs just high enough that she couldn't see over. Nikko had hidden in the maze and it was Sydney's turn to try and find her. She was having a difficult time, even though the maze was small it changed constantly and was proving almost impossible for Sydney to find the tiny goblin. It didn't help that her thoughts kept wandering to Jareth and Tomas, they seemed very angry at each other. Sydney had hoped it wasn't her fault, but Nikko reassured her that they had not been on the best terms for centuries. Which made Sydney wonder just how old Jareth was.
" Over here! " came Nikko's cry as she darted around the corner laughing. Sydney followed, laughing as well. " Master. " Nikko cried jubilantly. Looking up, Sydney felt her stomach do a flip-flop as she spotted Jareth round a corner and step out in front of them. He laughed as he crouched down, sweeping the goblin up.
" Nikko, how ever did you persuade Sydney to come in here. It thought for sure she would want to avoid any type of maze." He walked over to Sydney, who suddenly found the stone floor very interesting. " Was my Labyrinth not enough for you Sydney ? " he teased. Thinking he wanted a answer, she panicked and blurted out exactly what she was thinking.
"No..YES! I mean, yes it was enough, it's just.. that finding my was though it isn't as necessary as before, and there are no traps or mental obstacles." She stole a glance up at him, he had Nikko in the crook of his arm, and he was looking thoughtfully down at her.
Jareth shifted on his feet, " Yes well.you don't have to worry about that anymore do you? "
************************************************************** A/N Ha! Third chapter today, and today is the 8th so the next update will be Monday the 11th, I swear. If , and I do say if.I do not update, you have my permission to e-mail me and chew me out. So read and review. Thanks P.S. do you think that Sarah was incredibly out of her head for not taking Jareth's gift? I think she was, I know I would have stayed with him in a second ^_^.