A/N.Hi guys * hides behind computer chair*,.. Your not going to throw
anything at me are you? * gets on knees* ..I'm SOOO sorry about not
posting sooner, but the first week of collage was so hectic, and I was not
use to the schedule, but now I am and today I'm posting at least two
chapters, Maybe three.maybe. You guys are mad at me aren't you. * sniff*
I haven't gotten any reviews for like a week! You are angry with me.
I'm not going to stop posting though,. like it told my best friend. I hate
it when I'm reading a story only to have the author quit right in the
middle of it. So I'm not a quitter and I am going to finish this, even if
no one reviews, but if you have it in you heart to forgive any thing that I
might have done to insult all of you, and review, I will be eternally
grateful.and I'm not just saying that.
I do not own anything of the Labyrinth.
What If II The Nightmare
By
Melissa aka Angle 1
After breakfast Jareth forced her to stay with him as he sat in the throne room, meeting many goblins about work on the city. He just wanted to spite her and prove his ruling over her. Though she tried very hard to ignore him most of the day, he could tell that her mind was on him constantly, usually she was cursing him.
It seemed to Sydney that the battle that Sarah and her friends had in the city had caused a rather large disaster and it was taking much longer to repair than even the King had thought. 'Way to go Sarah!' Sydney would think after every goblin tallied up the damage done to his or her property, taking a perverse pleasure in the pain that her friend had caused to the kingdom, though she knew that she shouldn't be thinking in such a way.
News of what happened between the King and his mortal pet had traveled faster than news of a new baby, and many of the goblins came just to have another look at Sydney, much to Jareth's displeasure. But there was nothing he could do about it, she had chosen to scream. The whispers were so loud that Sydney just wanted to scream, but she sat next to the throne and taught Nikko how to play tic-tac-toe on the floor with a piece of chalk she had found in her pant's pocket. What really ticked her off and caused her heart to jump to her mouth was when, ever so often, Jareth would reach over to run his hand down her hair and trace her face in a soft gentle touch, as if he was petting a cat. Only confirming what the room full of goblins came to see. Jareth seemed indifferent to them, but he did notice that every time he touched her, she would flinch, wrenching his heart into two.
When the crowed in the room reached a point where the goblins made so much noise that they no longer bothered to whisper, Sydney was sure she would rather die, she couldn't take the stares, the hundreds of eyes staring at her, talking about her. A few even tried to approach her, but backed down when Nikko or Jareth glared at them. Sydney was sure she would have asthma attack from all the unbearable crowd of goblins pressing in on her, she never did like tight crowds, They made her feel as if they were taking all the air from the room, and she started to breath in shallow gasps. Nikko was suffering just watching Sydney suffering, she had angered her Master but thought that she could at least be nice in order to help her. So gathering her courage and swallowing her pride, she stepped up to the throne and hoped on and sat next to Jareth's arm.
He was talking to another larger goblin so Nikko waited patiently. Jareth noticed and paused the conversation. " Yes Nikko what is it." he asked softly.
"Well, um. Master if you would allow me to take Sydney out side to the garden.she's getting very tired sitting here. And she's not feeling well sir, she needs some air." She stole a glace up at her master.
Jareth looked past Nikko and over at Sydney, she was sitting with her back to him trying to ignore his eyes burning holes in her. He looked up at Nikko's pleading face.
"Alright" he said then leaned in to whisper, " if anything happens you let me know right away."
Nikko nodded furiously, causing her braids to fly in every direction. " Yes master I will." She hoped down and took hold of Sydney and told her they were going in the garden. Sydney was so relived that she could get away from the eyes that she left without even looking at Jareth, who had watched her go, along with the entire room of goblins.
Sydney collapsed in the mini Labyrinth, gasping for air. Nikko hoped up on her knee.
" Your going to be fine now right?" Nikko asked, so worried that even her long pointed ears hung low. Sydney smiled at her and patted her head.
"Yes Nikko, I'm going to be fine, there was just to many bodies in the room. Thank you for getting me out of there."
" Master was foolish to keep you in there so long. He should know better." Nikko pouted, not sure whether she should stay angry with her master, he had allowed Sydney to leave. " he was just being stubborn."
"Yes" Sydney agreed. They sat for a few minutes, then Sydney slowly followed Nikko around the Mini maze for an hour or so until she felt a lot better. By that time it was close to dinner and Nikko showed her out of the mini Labyrinth and they headed to Sydney's room to wash up. Sydney had barely finished drying her face when she again found herself sitting in the dinning room, her towel still in her hand.
" Impatient, what if I wasn't decent." She shouted just as Nikko popped into view dazed and slightly confused. Jareth arched an eyebrow and just looked at her. Sydney was tired with dealing with him and dropped her head on the table with a thump.
"Oh really Sydney don't be so dramatic." He said as watched as Nikko let Zeus in the room.
"Shut up" came her muffled reply. Jareth only laughed. Sydney looked down at Zeus as he sat next to her, instead of immediately eating, he sat and stared back up at her. No normal dog would do that unless they were trained to, and Zeus was not trained to. Sydney sighed, she shouldn't have wished for him, Zeus was dead and he could never come back. It was wrong to keep him hear, to corrupt his memories with this replacement.
Jareth had started eating when he felt another buzz of pleasure rip though him, he almost dropped his wine glass. Looking up he saw Sydney bend down, looking down also he saw her pull her necklace out of a small pile of glitter on the floor, and put it back on.
" Sydney." he looked up at her stunned about what she did. " You wished your pet away.why?"
" He wasn't my pet" she said bitterly, " My pet is dead." Nothing more was said the rest of the night.
Sydney went to bed early that night, choosing not to stay with Jareth in the throne room, even thought the castle goblins were the only ones in there. Jareth didn't argue, he let her go, she seemed very tired. Sydney was hardly asleep for a few minutes when the red dream found its way in her room.
Jareth knew he was dreaming, he had to be. Sydney was in bed with him, she was holding him tightly to her, calling out his name. Jareth couldn't understand what was happening, surly she hadn't returned to him? Sydney was breathing hard and deep, as was he. Jareth felt a very familiar dull ache low in his body as he rocked rhythmically against her, and it was then that he realized what was going on. "S-Sydney" he moaned, and his one word jolted him out of his sleep.
His eyes snapped open and the beautiful image of Sydney disappeared. Gasping for air he struggled to sit up, the bed sheets were twisted tightly around him, holding him to the bed. When he finally gat free, he climbed out of bed and braced himself against the stonewall. His heart hammered away, ringing loud in his head, as he forced his body to stop trembling.
"It was just.a fantasy." He said to himself, but it had been so real, so clear, so real in fact that his body ached for her touch, he was painfully aroused, and found himself thinking about bringing Sydney here.but no, he would be stupid if he did. Not after what happened earlier, she already hated him enough. What would it look like if he called her here in the state he was in, he knew exactly what it would look like and he laughed weakly. She was so damn proud, he could almost see her reaction.
Then quite suddenly the pleasurable ache in his body turned into a painful one. Jareth was sure what it was this time, and he focused enough to create a crystal. Gazing in it he saw Sydney struggle in her sleep and she was crying too. The sound tore at him worse than the pain did, she was frightened and alone. Jareth made his way back into bed before the pain got any worse and he could fall on the stone floor. He argued about whether or not he should go and wake or to see if the pain would stop, thus meaning that her dream was causing his pain. Suddenly his jumble of thoughts stopped as he saw Sydney wake up with a start and sit up in her bed screaming. The new fear that lanced thought her, also lanced though him, as pain. Jareth dropped the crystal and doubled over in pain, he tried to hold back a scream that was bubbling up but couldn't, and he muffled his pain filled scream with his pillow.
Then, as fast as it came, it was gone. As the pain faded away he jumped out of bed, was completely dressed in seconds and was headed to Sydney's quarters. But even before he reached her door he felt her curse him, his heart stopped at the hatred she was sending his way. He slowed as he got close to her door, pushing away the goblins who where about to investigate the screams, and sending them back to their posts. He stood in front of her door listening the illicit words she was calling him, and a few new ones {that I can't put here cause I gotta try and keep it PG-13} that he had never heard before.
A shattering sound of glass told him that she had thrown his vase of flowers across the room, another shattering said that she smashed the mirror on the vanity, all the while she was swearing up and down, words strong enough to even sting his ears. He sighed , she didn't want him, she didn't need him, she would rather be alone in her fear and pain than seek protection with him, why would she want protection from a man who almost forced himself on her. If he went in there, he would only make it worse, he turned around and slowly walked back to his room wondering if he could fall back asleep. Wondering if this is what it felt like to be completely helpless and defeated, like the mortals did in his Labyrinth.
Sydney sat in the corner of her room, staring at her bed as if it was a tool of the Devil. There was no way she was going to go back to sleep tonight. The dream, no the nightmare she had, was so fresh in her mind that she could almost see it replay back in her head. She recognized everything now, she knew it was a dream and tried to avoid the elephant, but it found her anyway and again took her to the tent. Inside even thought it was pitch black, she could see the bleachers and hundreds of people sitting on them. A invisible hand reached out and had lead her to the center of the ring and left her there. When the lights came on reviling what was in the tent, she knew this was no dream, but a nightmare.
Clowns, dozens and dozens of clowns, all sitting in the bleachers and surrounding her in the ring, with their white as death faces and blood red mouths, laughing an evil high-pitched laugh. This was the moment she woke up, the dream was so fresh in her mind, and she still saw the clowns surrounding her. Which was why she screamed, all the carvings on the furniture became alive and started to move about, only fueling her fear. But suddenly her head cleared and she saw that nothing was amiss, everything was fine.
Her first thought was that Jareth had done this, sent her a horrible dream to torment her. But she remembered that this was a repeat dream, that she had it three nights in a row, before Jareth had become angry with her. She then theorized that it must be a draw back from living in the Underground, you live your dreams during the day, you must play out your nightmares at night. It had to be the reason, she was never going to escape this horrible place, she was going to have to deal with it.
And it wasn't fair, anger flowed though her veins like hot water, and Sydney threw the mother of all hissy fits.
" It's not FAIR!" she screamed as she jumped out of bed pulling off the sheets and throwing them. The strange hovering light burned a little brighter so she could see. "Damn you Jareth, you brought me here! It's your fault!" she took hold of the first thing she saw, which happened to be a large crystal vase that she knew Jareth had placed new flowers in every day, and threw it as hard as she could against the wall. The vase smashed into a million tiny pieces, the flowers were shredded. " I never meant to wish Toby away," she grabbed a stack of books she was planning to read, off the bedside table and threw them in beat with her words. " Don't.you.have a.heart? What were your thinking this morning?!!" the books went flying, most hit the walls and fell to the ground, their pages fluttering in the air, some books went right out her window. " I only wanted to feel safe!! Not sleep with you!!"
She called him every bad name she could think of, and some she made up on the spot. She heaved a particularly large and heavy book straight at the vanity mirror. It broke into half a dozen sharp lethal shards. " You CAN'T keep me here FOREVER! It's not FAAIIRR! What about my own life ABOVEGROUND!!" Sydney had never wanted to see her family more than she did right then. The shock of being trapped in Jareth's castle had apparently worn off, it took almost four days but she finally realized that she was never going to see her mother or father or her brothers and sisters, or any of her friends again. That she was never going to go to school or drive around and go to a movie, or camping, or any of the things that girls her age did. Instead she would have to stay in this god-forsaken kingdom, always watched by those little monsters, she would love to just ring the neck of just one, but she would not be able to because HE would always be watching, would always be there to stop her.
And now she was sitting in the corner of the room, staring at her bed, breathing heavy from her tantrum. She had finally ran out of things the throw or break, and she could not fabricate any more insults and obscenities,. the room was a disaster. Feathers from the half dozen pillows that she ripped where pilled on the ground, some still fluttered around the room. Pages that fell out or were ripped from the books also covered the ground. Tiny bits of glass sparkled in the hovering glowing light, all the small furniture had been over turned and smashed. Sydney had never felt such a surge of emotion in all her life. It was like the dam had broke and they all came rushing out. And now she was mentally and physically exhausted, but she would not allow herself to go to sleep, and she'd rather stab herself with a shard of glass than go to Jareth again.
If she had the emotion or strength she would have cried, but she did not. She sat in the corner of her room staring off at whatever was in her line of sight. For five hours she did this, and that's how little Nikko found her in the morning.
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A/N Poor Sydney. man if I could throw a fit like that and destroy my room, life would be a lot less stressful, but I don't want to break all my pretty little things, so I won't.
Anyway My cat had a kitten.A kitten. just one, what kind of cat has just one kitten. And my cousin and I was thinking about naming it Kenshin.I see you laughing Shadow girl. But we are not really sure.any suggestions?
Well I hope you have forgiven me and that you will review the new chapters. Lots of love to you all. ^_^x.
I do not own anything of the Labyrinth.
What If II The Nightmare
By
Melissa aka Angle 1
After breakfast Jareth forced her to stay with him as he sat in the throne room, meeting many goblins about work on the city. He just wanted to spite her and prove his ruling over her. Though she tried very hard to ignore him most of the day, he could tell that her mind was on him constantly, usually she was cursing him.
It seemed to Sydney that the battle that Sarah and her friends had in the city had caused a rather large disaster and it was taking much longer to repair than even the King had thought. 'Way to go Sarah!' Sydney would think after every goblin tallied up the damage done to his or her property, taking a perverse pleasure in the pain that her friend had caused to the kingdom, though she knew that she shouldn't be thinking in such a way.
News of what happened between the King and his mortal pet had traveled faster than news of a new baby, and many of the goblins came just to have another look at Sydney, much to Jareth's displeasure. But there was nothing he could do about it, she had chosen to scream. The whispers were so loud that Sydney just wanted to scream, but she sat next to the throne and taught Nikko how to play tic-tac-toe on the floor with a piece of chalk she had found in her pant's pocket. What really ticked her off and caused her heart to jump to her mouth was when, ever so often, Jareth would reach over to run his hand down her hair and trace her face in a soft gentle touch, as if he was petting a cat. Only confirming what the room full of goblins came to see. Jareth seemed indifferent to them, but he did notice that every time he touched her, she would flinch, wrenching his heart into two.
When the crowed in the room reached a point where the goblins made so much noise that they no longer bothered to whisper, Sydney was sure she would rather die, she couldn't take the stares, the hundreds of eyes staring at her, talking about her. A few even tried to approach her, but backed down when Nikko or Jareth glared at them. Sydney was sure she would have asthma attack from all the unbearable crowd of goblins pressing in on her, she never did like tight crowds, They made her feel as if they were taking all the air from the room, and she started to breath in shallow gasps. Nikko was suffering just watching Sydney suffering, she had angered her Master but thought that she could at least be nice in order to help her. So gathering her courage and swallowing her pride, she stepped up to the throne and hoped on and sat next to Jareth's arm.
He was talking to another larger goblin so Nikko waited patiently. Jareth noticed and paused the conversation. " Yes Nikko what is it." he asked softly.
"Well, um. Master if you would allow me to take Sydney out side to the garden.she's getting very tired sitting here. And she's not feeling well sir, she needs some air." She stole a glace up at her master.
Jareth looked past Nikko and over at Sydney, she was sitting with her back to him trying to ignore his eyes burning holes in her. He looked up at Nikko's pleading face.
"Alright" he said then leaned in to whisper, " if anything happens you let me know right away."
Nikko nodded furiously, causing her braids to fly in every direction. " Yes master I will." She hoped down and took hold of Sydney and told her they were going in the garden. Sydney was so relived that she could get away from the eyes that she left without even looking at Jareth, who had watched her go, along with the entire room of goblins.
Sydney collapsed in the mini Labyrinth, gasping for air. Nikko hoped up on her knee.
" Your going to be fine now right?" Nikko asked, so worried that even her long pointed ears hung low. Sydney smiled at her and patted her head.
"Yes Nikko, I'm going to be fine, there was just to many bodies in the room. Thank you for getting me out of there."
" Master was foolish to keep you in there so long. He should know better." Nikko pouted, not sure whether she should stay angry with her master, he had allowed Sydney to leave. " he was just being stubborn."
"Yes" Sydney agreed. They sat for a few minutes, then Sydney slowly followed Nikko around the Mini maze for an hour or so until she felt a lot better. By that time it was close to dinner and Nikko showed her out of the mini Labyrinth and they headed to Sydney's room to wash up. Sydney had barely finished drying her face when she again found herself sitting in the dinning room, her towel still in her hand.
" Impatient, what if I wasn't decent." She shouted just as Nikko popped into view dazed and slightly confused. Jareth arched an eyebrow and just looked at her. Sydney was tired with dealing with him and dropped her head on the table with a thump.
"Oh really Sydney don't be so dramatic." He said as watched as Nikko let Zeus in the room.
"Shut up" came her muffled reply. Jareth only laughed. Sydney looked down at Zeus as he sat next to her, instead of immediately eating, he sat and stared back up at her. No normal dog would do that unless they were trained to, and Zeus was not trained to. Sydney sighed, she shouldn't have wished for him, Zeus was dead and he could never come back. It was wrong to keep him hear, to corrupt his memories with this replacement.
Jareth had started eating when he felt another buzz of pleasure rip though him, he almost dropped his wine glass. Looking up he saw Sydney bend down, looking down also he saw her pull her necklace out of a small pile of glitter on the floor, and put it back on.
" Sydney." he looked up at her stunned about what she did. " You wished your pet away.why?"
" He wasn't my pet" she said bitterly, " My pet is dead." Nothing more was said the rest of the night.
Sydney went to bed early that night, choosing not to stay with Jareth in the throne room, even thought the castle goblins were the only ones in there. Jareth didn't argue, he let her go, she seemed very tired. Sydney was hardly asleep for a few minutes when the red dream found its way in her room.
Jareth knew he was dreaming, he had to be. Sydney was in bed with him, she was holding him tightly to her, calling out his name. Jareth couldn't understand what was happening, surly she hadn't returned to him? Sydney was breathing hard and deep, as was he. Jareth felt a very familiar dull ache low in his body as he rocked rhythmically against her, and it was then that he realized what was going on. "S-Sydney" he moaned, and his one word jolted him out of his sleep.
His eyes snapped open and the beautiful image of Sydney disappeared. Gasping for air he struggled to sit up, the bed sheets were twisted tightly around him, holding him to the bed. When he finally gat free, he climbed out of bed and braced himself against the stonewall. His heart hammered away, ringing loud in his head, as he forced his body to stop trembling.
"It was just.a fantasy." He said to himself, but it had been so real, so clear, so real in fact that his body ached for her touch, he was painfully aroused, and found himself thinking about bringing Sydney here.but no, he would be stupid if he did. Not after what happened earlier, she already hated him enough. What would it look like if he called her here in the state he was in, he knew exactly what it would look like and he laughed weakly. She was so damn proud, he could almost see her reaction.
Then quite suddenly the pleasurable ache in his body turned into a painful one. Jareth was sure what it was this time, and he focused enough to create a crystal. Gazing in it he saw Sydney struggle in her sleep and she was crying too. The sound tore at him worse than the pain did, she was frightened and alone. Jareth made his way back into bed before the pain got any worse and he could fall on the stone floor. He argued about whether or not he should go and wake or to see if the pain would stop, thus meaning that her dream was causing his pain. Suddenly his jumble of thoughts stopped as he saw Sydney wake up with a start and sit up in her bed screaming. The new fear that lanced thought her, also lanced though him, as pain. Jareth dropped the crystal and doubled over in pain, he tried to hold back a scream that was bubbling up but couldn't, and he muffled his pain filled scream with his pillow.
Then, as fast as it came, it was gone. As the pain faded away he jumped out of bed, was completely dressed in seconds and was headed to Sydney's quarters. But even before he reached her door he felt her curse him, his heart stopped at the hatred she was sending his way. He slowed as he got close to her door, pushing away the goblins who where about to investigate the screams, and sending them back to their posts. He stood in front of her door listening the illicit words she was calling him, and a few new ones {that I can't put here cause I gotta try and keep it PG-13} that he had never heard before.
A shattering sound of glass told him that she had thrown his vase of flowers across the room, another shattering said that she smashed the mirror on the vanity, all the while she was swearing up and down, words strong enough to even sting his ears. He sighed , she didn't want him, she didn't need him, she would rather be alone in her fear and pain than seek protection with him, why would she want protection from a man who almost forced himself on her. If he went in there, he would only make it worse, he turned around and slowly walked back to his room wondering if he could fall back asleep. Wondering if this is what it felt like to be completely helpless and defeated, like the mortals did in his Labyrinth.
Sydney sat in the corner of her room, staring at her bed as if it was a tool of the Devil. There was no way she was going to go back to sleep tonight. The dream, no the nightmare she had, was so fresh in her mind that she could almost see it replay back in her head. She recognized everything now, she knew it was a dream and tried to avoid the elephant, but it found her anyway and again took her to the tent. Inside even thought it was pitch black, she could see the bleachers and hundreds of people sitting on them. A invisible hand reached out and had lead her to the center of the ring and left her there. When the lights came on reviling what was in the tent, she knew this was no dream, but a nightmare.
Clowns, dozens and dozens of clowns, all sitting in the bleachers and surrounding her in the ring, with their white as death faces and blood red mouths, laughing an evil high-pitched laugh. This was the moment she woke up, the dream was so fresh in her mind, and she still saw the clowns surrounding her. Which was why she screamed, all the carvings on the furniture became alive and started to move about, only fueling her fear. But suddenly her head cleared and she saw that nothing was amiss, everything was fine.
Her first thought was that Jareth had done this, sent her a horrible dream to torment her. But she remembered that this was a repeat dream, that she had it three nights in a row, before Jareth had become angry with her. She then theorized that it must be a draw back from living in the Underground, you live your dreams during the day, you must play out your nightmares at night. It had to be the reason, she was never going to escape this horrible place, she was going to have to deal with it.
And it wasn't fair, anger flowed though her veins like hot water, and Sydney threw the mother of all hissy fits.
" It's not FAIR!" she screamed as she jumped out of bed pulling off the sheets and throwing them. The strange hovering light burned a little brighter so she could see. "Damn you Jareth, you brought me here! It's your fault!" she took hold of the first thing she saw, which happened to be a large crystal vase that she knew Jareth had placed new flowers in every day, and threw it as hard as she could against the wall. The vase smashed into a million tiny pieces, the flowers were shredded. " I never meant to wish Toby away," she grabbed a stack of books she was planning to read, off the bedside table and threw them in beat with her words. " Don't.you.have a.heart? What were your thinking this morning?!!" the books went flying, most hit the walls and fell to the ground, their pages fluttering in the air, some books went right out her window. " I only wanted to feel safe!! Not sleep with you!!"
She called him every bad name she could think of, and some she made up on the spot. She heaved a particularly large and heavy book straight at the vanity mirror. It broke into half a dozen sharp lethal shards. " You CAN'T keep me here FOREVER! It's not FAAIIRR! What about my own life ABOVEGROUND!!" Sydney had never wanted to see her family more than she did right then. The shock of being trapped in Jareth's castle had apparently worn off, it took almost four days but she finally realized that she was never going to see her mother or father or her brothers and sisters, or any of her friends again. That she was never going to go to school or drive around and go to a movie, or camping, or any of the things that girls her age did. Instead she would have to stay in this god-forsaken kingdom, always watched by those little monsters, she would love to just ring the neck of just one, but she would not be able to because HE would always be watching, would always be there to stop her.
And now she was sitting in the corner of the room, staring at her bed, breathing heavy from her tantrum. She had finally ran out of things the throw or break, and she could not fabricate any more insults and obscenities,. the room was a disaster. Feathers from the half dozen pillows that she ripped where pilled on the ground, some still fluttered around the room. Pages that fell out or were ripped from the books also covered the ground. Tiny bits of glass sparkled in the hovering glowing light, all the small furniture had been over turned and smashed. Sydney had never felt such a surge of emotion in all her life. It was like the dam had broke and they all came rushing out. And now she was mentally and physically exhausted, but she would not allow herself to go to sleep, and she'd rather stab herself with a shard of glass than go to Jareth again.
If she had the emotion or strength she would have cried, but she did not. She sat in the corner of her room staring off at whatever was in her line of sight. For five hours she did this, and that's how little Nikko found her in the morning.
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A/N Poor Sydney. man if I could throw a fit like that and destroy my room, life would be a lot less stressful, but I don't want to break all my pretty little things, so I won't.
Anyway My cat had a kitten.A kitten. just one, what kind of cat has just one kitten. And my cousin and I was thinking about naming it Kenshin.I see you laughing Shadow girl. But we are not really sure.any suggestions?
Well I hope you have forgiven me and that you will review the new chapters. Lots of love to you all. ^_^x.