As you will see, some of the chapters-as this one is -are told partly in dream sequence. This should be easy to spot. But if anything is confusing please leave a message, it will do no good to carry on reading if you don't understand the storyline.
Chapter 3: Closer to the truth...
A lone figure walked defeatedly across a small wet grassy area looking forelorn, the day had been arduous. The rain that had started a few minutes prior had worn off by now, although still lingering were the dark clouds that created it in the first instance. Clutched tightly to the figure's chest was a small dark blue rucksack, a strap was hanging down from the tight ball it was scrunched in, the strap was broken. Seams that were now attached to nothing blew gently on the end of the strap as the wind picked up once again. Blowing also was the hair of the figure, as dark as a raven's wing but as soft as a dove's.
Sarah William's had her head down, watching her trainer-clad feet march across the grass, drops of rain flicked up as she brushed through the grass with her feet. She had had a very tough day, and a confusing one to boot, as you could tell from her wrinkled brow, it had been like that for a while now. Deep in thought was the way she looked right now as she made her way to the block of apartments that held her own room. She couldn't understand how the rose had ventured back into her bag. All logical explinations failed her and her mind began to wonder. Did she throw away the rose? She couldn't remember now, her thoughts were mixed. Did she really not shut her bag? Had the admirer managed to slip another rose into it when she had left it unattended? Or he could have-Sarah shook her head, she was turning into Chloe.
As she reached home she realised that the bottoms of her trousers were now soaking. She never walked along the path that was there for students, she always walked across the grass. She was far too lazy to make the extra few seconds trip to get onto the slabbed path. Today however, she wished that she had the insight to have taken the path. She looked gloomily upwards at the still rain-clouded sky and swore at it, and then as if answering her, it started to rain, hard. Taking the hint to start running, Sarah grabbed her bag closer to her chest and ran full pelt towards the door. Once she was safely under the porch she commenced her rummaging through her bag which she now propped up against the wall while searching for her keys. When she found them at the very bottom of her bag, she stuck them into the lock and opened the buildings main door.
Inside and feeling a tad warmer she locked the door after her and deposited her keys once again into her broken bag. She yawned and began to head towards the stairs. "Hey Sarah, geez! How wet are you girl?" Kelly. She must have been checking who was coming in. "Oh, hey. Very wet. I decided against a coat this morning, I wish I hadn't now though-" her wet hair dripped down her back and sent a chill through her. "Yeah I bet you wish you hadn't. Listen, the girls and me are having some hot chocolate in ten minutes or so in my and Cand's room. You could come to if you wanted, er, after youv'e dried though," her face scrunched in distaste at the look of Sarah. "Um, thanks very much, but I'll have to take a rain check on this one," Kelly giggled at the unintended pun, and Sarah grinned herself, "It's nice of you to ask me though. Maybe I'll come over another time. Right now I seriously just want to get dry, get my head down and try and get a few hours, I haven't been sleeping well lately." All the truth, this time she didn't have to make excuses not to go up and join them in one of their little girlie pow-wow's.
Kelly smiled sympathtically and spread her manicured hands, "Hey no sweat. It's no biggie anyway. Just make sure you don't get a cold otherwise you'll miss the surprise tommorow!" Sarah frowned, was it someone's birthday? "Oh, I guess you haven't caught whiff of it yet. I thought you being a drama student and all that you would know about the new teacher-" Sarah grimaced, "Oh you have heard then?" Sarah snorted and replied with loathing, "we had her today, she was awful!" Kelly frowned and tilted her head to the side, "That's a bit hard since she isn't arriving until tommorow. You must have had the other one, crab apple face." Sarah laughed out loud. "That's a good name for her-anyway I'll find out about the new teacher later on I guess. Now I'm getting dry!" Kelly took the hint and said goodnight and went up the stairs she had just come down without another words.
Sarah sighed and made her way up the flight of stairs to have the empty hall greet her as she reached the top. It was colder up here than down in the 'lobby' area. She shivered and made her way hastilly furthur along the corridor to her room. She reached into her pocket and extracted a smaller set of keys than before, the 'S' keychain glinted at her as she pried the one she wanted off of it. Toby had bought her that for her birthday. Well, bought it via her father, she had gave Toby a big hug after that for it. "No, I can't afford to get upset over that now," she had made her choice and she had left home. Now it was time for her to be getting on with her life. She stuffed the keychain back into her pocket violently and twisted the key in the lock, the door sprang open and she entered. Her first stop was to switch the light on and empty her bag onto the desk.
Getting a towel from the closet she began to dry her hair as she put her bag next to the radiator, now empty. The radiator was turned off but it would come on again in a few hours time. It was on a time system that everyone had agreed to. It came on at 7:00am, went off again at 11:00am, that was when all the students were getting ready to go to college. Then in the evening it went on at 5:00pm then off at 10:00pm, this was when they assumed everyone should be going to bed. It was cold as Sarah dried her hair and she prayed that the heating would come on soon. She would sleep until 4:00pm hopefully and then she could do some studying and start on her newly set homework which she had now removed from her sodden bag and placed on her desk. When she thought her hair was on the way to being dry she started to get undressed. Grabbing her nightwear she began to towel her body lightly to make sure she would not be damp in bed. Being sucessful in drying her body and hair she then put on her makeshift Pjama's, these consisted of an of pair of slacks and a faded t-shirt, not glamorous, but at least they were warm.
Turning towards the small basket that was in the corner of her room next to the closet she dumped her wet towel. Every week she would visit the laundry room down the hall and wash a load of her clothes and towels. Rubbing her eyes she went to her desk and took out a box of matches from one of it's drawers, she lit a small red candle in a pot and watched as it flickered into life. She then looked at the thing next to it, the rose. She backed up until her legs hit her bed and she stared at it from a sitting position on her bed. It was too much of a mystery to her, it was too cold to think anyway. She scooched up the bed so that she could get into it and she pulled the covers up to her chin, watching the tiny flame from the corner of her eye. She only meant to get warm but she ended up closing her heavy lids and started to doze.
The still-lit candle flickered in an unseen wind, although no wind was able to penetrate the four walls. The rose's petals also moved as if being blown. As Sarah went into a deeper state of unconciousness, the candle went out altogether, and silence was all around. In the darkness a light shone at the small window, behind the dull curtains. The light was circular and looked as if it were being spun into the air. The light was actually radiating from a small object...a crystal.
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Petals, falling everywhere. Soft pink and white, falling from the sky in drifts, softly falling onto her face. Sarah opened her eyes to the world above her, lying on her back she watched as the colours swirled above her before she shifted, the blanket of petals covering her was sent into motion and drifted to the ground softly as she struggled to a sitting position. She raised her hand to her head, they were in her hair too. She shifted on the soft blanket of them that was covering the grass below her as she looked around her surroundings. Eyes of brown looked towards the sky, the moon shone brightly above as she blinked away another petal. She put her hands out and grasped a few and brought them to her face, she held them to her and breathed in the scent of them, roses. Her eyes opened again and she frowned, roses. Sarah threw herself backwards, the petals cushioning her fall. She watched as the resumed theyre dance through the unreal sky. Her eyes were beginning to close, her black eyelashes came to slowly flutter onto her cheeks and she sighed deeply, consumed within the fragrance of the roses.
"Enjoying yourself my love?" a voice made her start, a voice deep and rich with amusement. Sarah shot up from the ground she lay on, she sat up and looked around for the voice's owner. The voice that had once haunted her for months after the 'incident.' There stood the epitomy of her worst fears, him. Standing there as bold as brass in the midst of the wonderful array of petals still falling. The thing she had been made to forget, with its legs akimbo and that familiar yet haunting half smile on a face so perfect that it physically hurt to look at it for a long period.
"No, i-it can't be! I defeated you, you lost-" her voice cracked as panic over took her senses and ability to be coherent.
The laugh was so derisive that Sarah cringed, "No my love, you only stalled me," he said fingering a lapel.
Sarah moved back a bit from him as if he would jump at her any second and asked the question she feared the answer to, "S-stalled you? Stalled you from what?" her voice quivered and she felt a chill seep into her bones as he looked at her.
He smiled so charmingly that she was reminded of how gorgeous he truly was, that was until a shutter came down over his face and he turned cold as marble, and so had his voice when he said-
"Why revenge of course." Grinning he held up a closed fist, then spread his hand and a glow appeared in it, a small ball formed in a few seconds, a crystal, which he held on his fingertips.
"No-" but the ball had been thrown at her before she could get to her feet and run, she screamed and held her arms up over her face in protection, eyes tightly closed. Holding her breath she heard the laughter again, mocking her. When she found she felt no pain she opened her eyes and her arms fell to her sides again, she went to move and found her lap was slightly heavy, she found a small peach in it. "Remembering are you my darling?" She hated the way he mocked her and she picked up the peach and threw it at him, he dodged it easily and it rolled onto the ground harmlessly behind him.
"Leave me alone!" She cried at him, now finding strength and getting to her feet. "No," his eyes pierced into her as he spoke, "Not until I get what I want." he hissed.
"You will never get what you want! I destroyed it! I destroyed the book! You can never-" she was stopped mid cry as he started viciously, his face a cloud of anger as he spat his words at her-
"Dont dare tell me what I can and cannot do!" his mismatched eyes became slitted as he approached her, his feet shifting through the petals in a vicious way, not caring if he crushed any of the gentle petals in his wake.
Sarah backed away and her feet slipped on the petals, she fell backwards and she closed her eyes against the impact, she felt strong arms come around her and halt her fall. When she opened her eyes she saw two mismatched ones staring back at her, glaring into her own hazel coloured ones. "I can do anything that I please," he whispered, keeping contact with her eyes all the time as he brought her flush up against his tall, lean frame, pulling her to a standing position in front of him, she felt increasingly uncomfortable and a small well of terror built within her breast.
"You should know that by now dear Sarah." his eyes swirled like a vortex as he brought his face inches from her own. She had to say something to make him stop! Anything. She opened her mouth and tried three times to make her voice work, "Y-you cant," as he smiled at her she found the strength to utter, "You have no power over me!" she stared at him, waiting to see him dissapear or even turn into the owl that he had changed into before.
A smile formed on his face, he showed his canines in a wickedly wolfish grin. The words no longer affected him, they had brought about his misery earlier on but not now, "Oh, one day I will." he stroked a gloved hand down her flushed cheek and watched as her eyes dilated in fear...or something else, good. A healthy dose of fear did wonders for his ego.
"But, why?" she said breathlessly, the contact kept with his eyes was draining her of all her resolve as they seemed to expand into other worlds, the swirling brown and blue were hypnotising.
"Revenge my sweetling, I already told you that." And then he kissed her.
Sarah was so surprised that she opened her mouth under his on a gasp, granting him unwitting access to her mouth. He took the chance and inserted his tongue roughly between her sweet lips. She felt it's entrance and she was repulsed. When she went to clamp her teeth down on his tongue he grasped her jaw painfully until she had no other choice but to just let it happen. Her hands rose to his chest and he sighed at the brief contact, this was all she needed. He relinquished the brutality of which he had been holding her in and she pushed him forcefully away from her as his guard slipped a little. His face was laughing as she stared at him aghast. "W-what was that?" He threw back his head and laughed, she took this opportunity to run like made, she had no idea where to, just anywhere to get away from him!
"Trying to run away in a dream Sarah? My, my how silly can you be. And after all, I am the one controlling this dream darling heart." he was before her once again his arms folded hautilly over his poet shirt. Sarah looked backwards, he was only there a moment ago! "Control? No-one can control dreams!" A smile graced his face once again, she was beginning to hate that.
"Control, a thing we both have in common. The loss of it aswell. I had loss of control over my Labyrinth when you destroyed it Sarah, just as you had gained some by destroying it. I have now regained control, just as you are about to lose it-" his calm voice broke as anger swept his feature, turning them dark and unforgiving, " Do you realise how long it is taking me to remake it! Do you have any idea?" he shouted at her, a flush crept up Sarah's neck as he yelled at her-
She looked at him and moistened her lips that had now suddenly gone dry, and she said "I'm sorry-"
He was taken aback, Sarah concealed her grin as he frowned, "Wha-?"
"Sorry that no-one did it before me! Your a monster!" she cried defiantly, "You are nothing but a dream! Nothing!"
His calm voice was back again, this one was more frightening than his raised one, "That I am. But I am not nothing Sarah, " he chided, "I am but a creation of the worst dreams and fears of your kind. I am what you dreamed. A nightmare-" the petals had ceased now and a wind whisled past her, she fought to keep her hair from her face, dying to not loose sight of him even for a second, confront your enemies, and your fears.
"No, I never wished you here! I never imaged you-" she stayed her tongue as he held a hand up, commanding silence.
"Didn't you? Tell me what dreams you have that haunt you at night then? Someone hunting you down...capturing you, hurting you." he rolled the words around his mouth as if savouring them. He knew all her dreams. He was the one creating them, one by one.
"What? How-" she looked around as she said this, hundreds of lights shone around her, in the shape of ovals.
"I told you," he said with a self-satisfied grin at her distress, "you dreamt me, and I am now reality." he walked close to her, "Before I was not permitted to travel anywhere, but now-things have changed, I have changed, and so has my Labyrinth." he picked a speck from his perfect attire, "And I shall soon be calling upon you again Sarah, to collect a debt that has yet to be paid!" His eyes turned red as he plucked one of the lights from where it hovered, a crystal was in it's place as he palmed it. At her cry he laughed evilly.
The scream that was torn from her woke the people living around her.
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A/N: Well that was interesting wasn't it? Whew! That was fun writing though! I'm a perv, so what? Like you guys aren't! Your reading the thing!lol. Anyways review as always to tell me how you like this chapter! And please if you have critisism make sure that it is actually 'creative' critisism. I hate critisism that doesn't mean anything and is just written to be mean. Reviews like that will be ignored anyway whilst the other will be answered. Thank's for reading this chapter! Keep your eyes peeled for number 4 which is coming soon. Chowies!
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Chapter 3: Closer to the truth...
A lone figure walked defeatedly across a small wet grassy area looking forelorn, the day had been arduous. The rain that had started a few minutes prior had worn off by now, although still lingering were the dark clouds that created it in the first instance. Clutched tightly to the figure's chest was a small dark blue rucksack, a strap was hanging down from the tight ball it was scrunched in, the strap was broken. Seams that were now attached to nothing blew gently on the end of the strap as the wind picked up once again. Blowing also was the hair of the figure, as dark as a raven's wing but as soft as a dove's.
Sarah William's had her head down, watching her trainer-clad feet march across the grass, drops of rain flicked up as she brushed through the grass with her feet. She had had a very tough day, and a confusing one to boot, as you could tell from her wrinkled brow, it had been like that for a while now. Deep in thought was the way she looked right now as she made her way to the block of apartments that held her own room. She couldn't understand how the rose had ventured back into her bag. All logical explinations failed her and her mind began to wonder. Did she throw away the rose? She couldn't remember now, her thoughts were mixed. Did she really not shut her bag? Had the admirer managed to slip another rose into it when she had left it unattended? Or he could have-Sarah shook her head, she was turning into Chloe.
As she reached home she realised that the bottoms of her trousers were now soaking. She never walked along the path that was there for students, she always walked across the grass. She was far too lazy to make the extra few seconds trip to get onto the slabbed path. Today however, she wished that she had the insight to have taken the path. She looked gloomily upwards at the still rain-clouded sky and swore at it, and then as if answering her, it started to rain, hard. Taking the hint to start running, Sarah grabbed her bag closer to her chest and ran full pelt towards the door. Once she was safely under the porch she commenced her rummaging through her bag which she now propped up against the wall while searching for her keys. When she found them at the very bottom of her bag, she stuck them into the lock and opened the buildings main door.
Inside and feeling a tad warmer she locked the door after her and deposited her keys once again into her broken bag. She yawned and began to head towards the stairs. "Hey Sarah, geez! How wet are you girl?" Kelly. She must have been checking who was coming in. "Oh, hey. Very wet. I decided against a coat this morning, I wish I hadn't now though-" her wet hair dripped down her back and sent a chill through her. "Yeah I bet you wish you hadn't. Listen, the girls and me are having some hot chocolate in ten minutes or so in my and Cand's room. You could come to if you wanted, er, after youv'e dried though," her face scrunched in distaste at the look of Sarah. "Um, thanks very much, but I'll have to take a rain check on this one," Kelly giggled at the unintended pun, and Sarah grinned herself, "It's nice of you to ask me though. Maybe I'll come over another time. Right now I seriously just want to get dry, get my head down and try and get a few hours, I haven't been sleeping well lately." All the truth, this time she didn't have to make excuses not to go up and join them in one of their little girlie pow-wow's.
Kelly smiled sympathtically and spread her manicured hands, "Hey no sweat. It's no biggie anyway. Just make sure you don't get a cold otherwise you'll miss the surprise tommorow!" Sarah frowned, was it someone's birthday? "Oh, I guess you haven't caught whiff of it yet. I thought you being a drama student and all that you would know about the new teacher-" Sarah grimaced, "Oh you have heard then?" Sarah snorted and replied with loathing, "we had her today, she was awful!" Kelly frowned and tilted her head to the side, "That's a bit hard since she isn't arriving until tommorow. You must have had the other one, crab apple face." Sarah laughed out loud. "That's a good name for her-anyway I'll find out about the new teacher later on I guess. Now I'm getting dry!" Kelly took the hint and said goodnight and went up the stairs she had just come down without another words.
Sarah sighed and made her way up the flight of stairs to have the empty hall greet her as she reached the top. It was colder up here than down in the 'lobby' area. She shivered and made her way hastilly furthur along the corridor to her room. She reached into her pocket and extracted a smaller set of keys than before, the 'S' keychain glinted at her as she pried the one she wanted off of it. Toby had bought her that for her birthday. Well, bought it via her father, she had gave Toby a big hug after that for it. "No, I can't afford to get upset over that now," she had made her choice and she had left home. Now it was time for her to be getting on with her life. She stuffed the keychain back into her pocket violently and twisted the key in the lock, the door sprang open and she entered. Her first stop was to switch the light on and empty her bag onto the desk.
Getting a towel from the closet she began to dry her hair as she put her bag next to the radiator, now empty. The radiator was turned off but it would come on again in a few hours time. It was on a time system that everyone had agreed to. It came on at 7:00am, went off again at 11:00am, that was when all the students were getting ready to go to college. Then in the evening it went on at 5:00pm then off at 10:00pm, this was when they assumed everyone should be going to bed. It was cold as Sarah dried her hair and she prayed that the heating would come on soon. She would sleep until 4:00pm hopefully and then she could do some studying and start on her newly set homework which she had now removed from her sodden bag and placed on her desk. When she thought her hair was on the way to being dry she started to get undressed. Grabbing her nightwear she began to towel her body lightly to make sure she would not be damp in bed. Being sucessful in drying her body and hair she then put on her makeshift Pjama's, these consisted of an of pair of slacks and a faded t-shirt, not glamorous, but at least they were warm.
Turning towards the small basket that was in the corner of her room next to the closet she dumped her wet towel. Every week she would visit the laundry room down the hall and wash a load of her clothes and towels. Rubbing her eyes she went to her desk and took out a box of matches from one of it's drawers, she lit a small red candle in a pot and watched as it flickered into life. She then looked at the thing next to it, the rose. She backed up until her legs hit her bed and she stared at it from a sitting position on her bed. It was too much of a mystery to her, it was too cold to think anyway. She scooched up the bed so that she could get into it and she pulled the covers up to her chin, watching the tiny flame from the corner of her eye. She only meant to get warm but she ended up closing her heavy lids and started to doze.
The still-lit candle flickered in an unseen wind, although no wind was able to penetrate the four walls. The rose's petals also moved as if being blown. As Sarah went into a deeper state of unconciousness, the candle went out altogether, and silence was all around. In the darkness a light shone at the small window, behind the dull curtains. The light was circular and looked as if it were being spun into the air. The light was actually radiating from a small object...a crystal.
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Petals, falling everywhere. Soft pink and white, falling from the sky in drifts, softly falling onto her face. Sarah opened her eyes to the world above her, lying on her back she watched as the colours swirled above her before she shifted, the blanket of petals covering her was sent into motion and drifted to the ground softly as she struggled to a sitting position. She raised her hand to her head, they were in her hair too. She shifted on the soft blanket of them that was covering the grass below her as she looked around her surroundings. Eyes of brown looked towards the sky, the moon shone brightly above as she blinked away another petal. She put her hands out and grasped a few and brought them to her face, she held them to her and breathed in the scent of them, roses. Her eyes opened again and she frowned, roses. Sarah threw herself backwards, the petals cushioning her fall. She watched as the resumed theyre dance through the unreal sky. Her eyes were beginning to close, her black eyelashes came to slowly flutter onto her cheeks and she sighed deeply, consumed within the fragrance of the roses.
"Enjoying yourself my love?" a voice made her start, a voice deep and rich with amusement. Sarah shot up from the ground she lay on, she sat up and looked around for the voice's owner. The voice that had once haunted her for months after the 'incident.' There stood the epitomy of her worst fears, him. Standing there as bold as brass in the midst of the wonderful array of petals still falling. The thing she had been made to forget, with its legs akimbo and that familiar yet haunting half smile on a face so perfect that it physically hurt to look at it for a long period.
"No, i-it can't be! I defeated you, you lost-" her voice cracked as panic over took her senses and ability to be coherent.
The laugh was so derisive that Sarah cringed, "No my love, you only stalled me," he said fingering a lapel.
Sarah moved back a bit from him as if he would jump at her any second and asked the question she feared the answer to, "S-stalled you? Stalled you from what?" her voice quivered and she felt a chill seep into her bones as he looked at her.
He smiled so charmingly that she was reminded of how gorgeous he truly was, that was until a shutter came down over his face and he turned cold as marble, and so had his voice when he said-
"Why revenge of course." Grinning he held up a closed fist, then spread his hand and a glow appeared in it, a small ball formed in a few seconds, a crystal, which he held on his fingertips.
"No-" but the ball had been thrown at her before she could get to her feet and run, she screamed and held her arms up over her face in protection, eyes tightly closed. Holding her breath she heard the laughter again, mocking her. When she found she felt no pain she opened her eyes and her arms fell to her sides again, she went to move and found her lap was slightly heavy, she found a small peach in it. "Remembering are you my darling?" She hated the way he mocked her and she picked up the peach and threw it at him, he dodged it easily and it rolled onto the ground harmlessly behind him.
"Leave me alone!" She cried at him, now finding strength and getting to her feet. "No," his eyes pierced into her as he spoke, "Not until I get what I want." he hissed.
"You will never get what you want! I destroyed it! I destroyed the book! You can never-" she was stopped mid cry as he started viciously, his face a cloud of anger as he spat his words at her-
"Dont dare tell me what I can and cannot do!" his mismatched eyes became slitted as he approached her, his feet shifting through the petals in a vicious way, not caring if he crushed any of the gentle petals in his wake.
Sarah backed away and her feet slipped on the petals, she fell backwards and she closed her eyes against the impact, she felt strong arms come around her and halt her fall. When she opened her eyes she saw two mismatched ones staring back at her, glaring into her own hazel coloured ones. "I can do anything that I please," he whispered, keeping contact with her eyes all the time as he brought her flush up against his tall, lean frame, pulling her to a standing position in front of him, she felt increasingly uncomfortable and a small well of terror built within her breast.
"You should know that by now dear Sarah." his eyes swirled like a vortex as he brought his face inches from her own. She had to say something to make him stop! Anything. She opened her mouth and tried three times to make her voice work, "Y-you cant," as he smiled at her she found the strength to utter, "You have no power over me!" she stared at him, waiting to see him dissapear or even turn into the owl that he had changed into before.
A smile formed on his face, he showed his canines in a wickedly wolfish grin. The words no longer affected him, they had brought about his misery earlier on but not now, "Oh, one day I will." he stroked a gloved hand down her flushed cheek and watched as her eyes dilated in fear...or something else, good. A healthy dose of fear did wonders for his ego.
"But, why?" she said breathlessly, the contact kept with his eyes was draining her of all her resolve as they seemed to expand into other worlds, the swirling brown and blue were hypnotising.
"Revenge my sweetling, I already told you that." And then he kissed her.
Sarah was so surprised that she opened her mouth under his on a gasp, granting him unwitting access to her mouth. He took the chance and inserted his tongue roughly between her sweet lips. She felt it's entrance and she was repulsed. When she went to clamp her teeth down on his tongue he grasped her jaw painfully until she had no other choice but to just let it happen. Her hands rose to his chest and he sighed at the brief contact, this was all she needed. He relinquished the brutality of which he had been holding her in and she pushed him forcefully away from her as his guard slipped a little. His face was laughing as she stared at him aghast. "W-what was that?" He threw back his head and laughed, she took this opportunity to run like made, she had no idea where to, just anywhere to get away from him!
"Trying to run away in a dream Sarah? My, my how silly can you be. And after all, I am the one controlling this dream darling heart." he was before her once again his arms folded hautilly over his poet shirt. Sarah looked backwards, he was only there a moment ago! "Control? No-one can control dreams!" A smile graced his face once again, she was beginning to hate that.
"Control, a thing we both have in common. The loss of it aswell. I had loss of control over my Labyrinth when you destroyed it Sarah, just as you had gained some by destroying it. I have now regained control, just as you are about to lose it-" his calm voice broke as anger swept his feature, turning them dark and unforgiving, " Do you realise how long it is taking me to remake it! Do you have any idea?" he shouted at her, a flush crept up Sarah's neck as he yelled at her-
She looked at him and moistened her lips that had now suddenly gone dry, and she said "I'm sorry-"
He was taken aback, Sarah concealed her grin as he frowned, "Wha-?"
"Sorry that no-one did it before me! Your a monster!" she cried defiantly, "You are nothing but a dream! Nothing!"
His calm voice was back again, this one was more frightening than his raised one, "That I am. But I am not nothing Sarah, " he chided, "I am but a creation of the worst dreams and fears of your kind. I am what you dreamed. A nightmare-" the petals had ceased now and a wind whisled past her, she fought to keep her hair from her face, dying to not loose sight of him even for a second, confront your enemies, and your fears.
"No, I never wished you here! I never imaged you-" she stayed her tongue as he held a hand up, commanding silence.
"Didn't you? Tell me what dreams you have that haunt you at night then? Someone hunting you down...capturing you, hurting you." he rolled the words around his mouth as if savouring them. He knew all her dreams. He was the one creating them, one by one.
"What? How-" she looked around as she said this, hundreds of lights shone around her, in the shape of ovals.
"I told you," he said with a self-satisfied grin at her distress, "you dreamt me, and I am now reality." he walked close to her, "Before I was not permitted to travel anywhere, but now-things have changed, I have changed, and so has my Labyrinth." he picked a speck from his perfect attire, "And I shall soon be calling upon you again Sarah, to collect a debt that has yet to be paid!" His eyes turned red as he plucked one of the lights from where it hovered, a crystal was in it's place as he palmed it. At her cry he laughed evilly.
The scream that was torn from her woke the people living around her.
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A/N: Well that was interesting wasn't it? Whew! That was fun writing though! I'm a perv, so what? Like you guys aren't! Your reading the thing!lol. Anyways review as always to tell me how you like this chapter! And please if you have critisism make sure that it is actually 'creative' critisism. I hate critisism that doesn't mean anything and is just written to be mean. Reviews like that will be ignored anyway whilst the other will be answered. Thank's for reading this chapter! Keep your eyes peeled for number 4 which is coming soon. Chowies!
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if-666: He is evil yes, but then who says what happens at the end? Ah the turmoil inside him rages but what does he really want? Wait and see!
wolfariusorca: Thanks very much!!! Iv'e updated!lol. Hopefully more this week, work prohibits me though, damn.
achesilvestri: I UPDATED!lol. I like Jareth as a dick aswell, more appealing to his character. Im gonna keep going aswell,lol.