Sorry these chapters are so short. I have the attention span of a rodent, and I can't write for a long time without wanting to kill myself. So please! Take what you get! ^_^ R&R!!
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Lindsay watched Jareth's lips caress Sarah in fury. Her fingers clutched the mirror so hard that it cracked under her fingers. Demons scattered away from her, shying back into the shadows of the castle.
"That-damn-BITCH!!" She threw the remaining shards of the magic glass to the marble floor. They skittered away and vanished as she lost concentration on them. "I hate her! I hate her! I HATE HER!!" Magic crackled through the air, materializing in short bolts that came and went as the girl opened and clenched her fists.
"Why the raucous, Lindsay?"
She whirled around to see Dragon standing behind her with a chiding countenance. In his arms was an unconscious Bryan, whose wounds were all but streaming onto the marble floor. A fresh bruise was coloring his neck from where Dragon had pressed his foot into his neck.
Lindsay ordered herself to calm down enough to talk. The energy that floated through the air subsided, and she forced the words out through tightened lips. "I want you to teach me everything about demon magic. NOW."
Dragon shook his head. "Not now, my dear. I have something else to take care of."
"NO!" Lindsay grabbed his sleeve, nearly making him drop Bryan. "Jareth is winning Sarah over! I can't allow that to happen!"
Dragon snarled and brushed her hand away. "All in due time." His voice oozed with fake patience. "Can't you see that this young goblin is very seriously wounded?"
"Since when have you cared about goblins?!" She demanded, stamping her foot. "Who cares about him?! What's he gonna do for us?!"
"My dear stupid girl," Dragon muttered, rubbing his temple, "Jareth is slowly regaining power through Sarah's support. We must-"
"THAT'S WHAT I'M MAD ABOUT!" Lindsay exploded. "Sarah is all over him and-"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP?!" Dragon's own energy erupted against hers, blowing her back against the wall of the throne room. "Everything is going according to plan, alright?! You will have Jareth in no time if you would just LISTEN TO ME!"
The wind had been knocked out of her, so Lindsay could only sit gaping at the Demon King through wide eyes. How did he evade my magic so easily…?
Dragon set Bryan on the floor and started tending to his wounds. "How do you think?" He spat over his shoulder. "You are but a mere shadow of myself; the only powers you possess are the ones I awarded you at your birth. So I would appreciate it if you would keep silent, as shadows should."
Lindsay waited until her breath returned to her before speaking again. "And what…does that have to…do with Bryan?" She wheezed.
"I told you; he is essential to our plans. You saw what he did to Jareth before the wretched goblin king was so conveniently called away; he nearly killed him! Imagine being able to harness that power! We will rule the Underground in no time!"
"Add an evil bwahahahahaha and a Nazi salute onto that and you could be the next Hitler," Lindsay muttered. "Is ruling the Underground your only objective here? And why do you have to have so much assistance to beat Jareth?" A smirk touched her already pursed lips. "I didn't know the Demon King was THAT helpless on his own."
Before she knew it, Dragon was upon her, holding her chin stiffly to make her look him in the eye. "You know very well why I need help," he said softly. "Not only do you possess half my power, but Jareth himself is not one to be taken lightly. Why else do you think I haven't taken the Underground before this?"
Lindsay forced herself not to shy away from the Demon King. "You could have been waiting for something," she said stubbornly.
He laughed. "You're right. I was waiting for you." Then he leaned down and sealed his lips over hers, tongue flitting over her mouth. Lindsay patiently waited until he was finished, then wiped her mouth irritably. Dragon turned back to Bryan, who had stirred. "He wakes," he said. "It will begin soon. Get ready, Jareth. Soon the Underground will be mine."
