Disclaimer:ITS ALL MINE! EVERYTHING THAT"S EVER HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE
LABYRINTH! THERE'S NO JIM HENSON INVOLVED! WAIT..DON'T TAKE ME AWAY, MR.
MAN IN THE WHITE COAT! STOP PUTTING HAND CUFFS ON ME! I'M TELLIN THE
TRUTH..NOT THE PADDED WALLS! PLEASE NO! OKAY I'll fess up, it's not
mine...:*(
Eh what are ya gonna do. So anyway, here's the next chapter to my beautiful story.
Chapter 6 : The Angel of Death
An inner voice reminded her of Christian so she peered out into the clearing from her hiding place behind the tree. The dark one lay slain, silver blood pouring out. She bit her lip, knowing perfectly well that it was because of her the magnificent beast now lay dead. Of course it would've killed her had the silver one not protected her. She met the black eyes of her savior. She gracefully floated from behind the tree and stopped a few feet away from him. She would've gone closer but the nervous look in his eye stopped her. He thought her to be the one that killed his dark cousin. She cupped her hands and offered them to him. He was hesitant at first, but sniffed at the offering. She then smiled at the feel of his pink tongue in her hand. She slowly lifted one hand and stroked his head. He seemed to beg her for a ride. She went to his side and watched in awe as he kneeled before her. She looked to the trees and saw Christian, who nodded. She climbed up, sitting sidesaddle. He stood and she clasped his mane to steady herself.
He began slowly, but then sped off until to Christian they were nothing but a small white blur through the misty rain. He finally relaxed, knowing she was safe. The white protected virgins, the black hunted them. The Gold horn was prized over the silver of a white unicorn, and the gold was worth more then the village of Eron. He approached the creature, who now lay dormant. Blood was trickling down it's side. He pulled out a small glass vial and caught the blood in it. It slowly poured in, then he sealed it with a small cork. He tied it to his belt, then took out his sword. With a gleam of pity in his eye, he cut off the horn. He inspected it; about a foot and a half long. He cleaned it on the grass and put it in his quiver.
He watched the body fade, knowing that had he waited much longer he wouldn't have gotten his prize. Now there was nothing but do but wait. The unicorn would take her back to Eron, seeing as it was the closest bit of civilization. He'd wait at the gate and talk to Terenduin. He turned from the clearing and rode back quickly, not sure how long her little 'joy ride' would last.
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"I saw you leave with her, where is she?" Terenduin stated flatly. He took Christian up to the watchtower above the gate. He sat down in a cushioned chair and motioned for Christian to do the same.
"she's with them."
"Ah. So she's untouched?"
"Don't get any ideas Ter. I have at least three more years out of her. I want absolutely nothing Ter, or I swear I will impale you." Terenduin however, was spaced out. That beautiful mortal, untouched. He could claim her, his pet. "Ter?"
"I understand" Christian sighed in relief.
"Thank you." Ter flashed him a smile.
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They rode for a very short time, enjoying each others company. She was sad to sxee him stop at the riverbank. She slid off, then hugged his neck. She kissed his cheek, then watched him disappear intot he woods. She saw the city down the river a bit. She grinned, remembering her words in the Labyrinth.
"Well, come on feet." She lifted her gown a bit and stepped into the river. The water was suprisingly warm, which contrasted with the cool light rain. She began to walk back, but wondered why she was going back. There was nothing to go back to. Christian didn't want her, he was just attracted to her for her virginity and supposed beauty. She contemplated just not going back. The unicorn made her feel important. She had a power over them that she couldn't put to words. She slowed her pace a bit, as she kept wondering. What would happen to her if she just stayed with the unicorns; become a myth that would be in stories until she died. It finally dawned upon her why she was going back. She was alone; utterly alone. Except for Christian, but there was too much tension at the moment. There was Jareth, but, well, that was self explanitory. "Damn" she muttered. Stupid Christian, stupid infatuation, stupid love. She knocked on the gate, which to her surprise, swung open. She saw Christian's horse tacked up next to a door. She took a deep breath and walked in. "Christian?"
"Up here Sarah." She quietly ascended the old staircase. She glided into the open room, seeing only Christian.
"Oh Christian, it was wonderful. We rode through woods for a while, then other unicorns came running with us. They were so beautiful." She said calmly Christian smiled. Her grin faded a bit at seeing Terenduin; he made her too self conscious.
"That is your prize Sarah, I've already gotten mine." She looked at him curiously, and sat on the floor beside him. She tried to ignore Terenduin's eyes staring at her soaking wet body, but she knew they were focused on her breasts. She folded her arms in front of them.
"Christian, will the black ones always come? They scare me. Chills went up my spine when I looked into hit's eyes. I'm glad it's gone, but did you have to kill it?"
"Sarah, don't feel too badly about it. That creature is worth more to me dead then alive. The only prized things about unicorns are their blood, which heals any injury, no matter how great, and the horn. It can be melted to pure gold, then produce an endless supply of it forever. No matter how many times you melt it, more gold will just come off of it. Both are greatly valuable to the wealthier people of this world. Just for this horn I could have Jareth's labyrinth. " He took it out of the quiver and handed it to her. She inspected it.
"How can you kill a magical being just to get wealthier? You wasted pure magic for a horn and blood!"
"Sarah, I am the only unicorn hunter in the Underground. I kill maybe one out of millions each week or less., Besides, the black unicorns are demons that need to be exterminated. Whether you like it or not, you are the bait for this Sarah. I own you for three more years of your life. You can do nothing." She tore out of the room and down the steps. She didn't stop until she was in her room at the inn. She bolted the door and breathing heavily sat in the window seat. She was horrible. She betrayed them tot heir deaths. Horrible. And he was right about one thing, there was nothing she could do.
That's the end. There is more, but I feel like ending it here, so deal with it okee day?
Eh what are ya gonna do. So anyway, here's the next chapter to my beautiful story.
Chapter 6 : The Angel of Death
An inner voice reminded her of Christian so she peered out into the clearing from her hiding place behind the tree. The dark one lay slain, silver blood pouring out. She bit her lip, knowing perfectly well that it was because of her the magnificent beast now lay dead. Of course it would've killed her had the silver one not protected her. She met the black eyes of her savior. She gracefully floated from behind the tree and stopped a few feet away from him. She would've gone closer but the nervous look in his eye stopped her. He thought her to be the one that killed his dark cousin. She cupped her hands and offered them to him. He was hesitant at first, but sniffed at the offering. She then smiled at the feel of his pink tongue in her hand. She slowly lifted one hand and stroked his head. He seemed to beg her for a ride. She went to his side and watched in awe as he kneeled before her. She looked to the trees and saw Christian, who nodded. She climbed up, sitting sidesaddle. He stood and she clasped his mane to steady herself.
He began slowly, but then sped off until to Christian they were nothing but a small white blur through the misty rain. He finally relaxed, knowing she was safe. The white protected virgins, the black hunted them. The Gold horn was prized over the silver of a white unicorn, and the gold was worth more then the village of Eron. He approached the creature, who now lay dormant. Blood was trickling down it's side. He pulled out a small glass vial and caught the blood in it. It slowly poured in, then he sealed it with a small cork. He tied it to his belt, then took out his sword. With a gleam of pity in his eye, he cut off the horn. He inspected it; about a foot and a half long. He cleaned it on the grass and put it in his quiver.
He watched the body fade, knowing that had he waited much longer he wouldn't have gotten his prize. Now there was nothing but do but wait. The unicorn would take her back to Eron, seeing as it was the closest bit of civilization. He'd wait at the gate and talk to Terenduin. He turned from the clearing and rode back quickly, not sure how long her little 'joy ride' would last.
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"I saw you leave with her, where is she?" Terenduin stated flatly. He took Christian up to the watchtower above the gate. He sat down in a cushioned chair and motioned for Christian to do the same.
"she's with them."
"Ah. So she's untouched?"
"Don't get any ideas Ter. I have at least three more years out of her. I want absolutely nothing Ter, or I swear I will impale you." Terenduin however, was spaced out. That beautiful mortal, untouched. He could claim her, his pet. "Ter?"
"I understand" Christian sighed in relief.
"Thank you." Ter flashed him a smile.
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They rode for a very short time, enjoying each others company. She was sad to sxee him stop at the riverbank. She slid off, then hugged his neck. She kissed his cheek, then watched him disappear intot he woods. She saw the city down the river a bit. She grinned, remembering her words in the Labyrinth.
"Well, come on feet." She lifted her gown a bit and stepped into the river. The water was suprisingly warm, which contrasted with the cool light rain. She began to walk back, but wondered why she was going back. There was nothing to go back to. Christian didn't want her, he was just attracted to her for her virginity and supposed beauty. She contemplated just not going back. The unicorn made her feel important. She had a power over them that she couldn't put to words. She slowed her pace a bit, as she kept wondering. What would happen to her if she just stayed with the unicorns; become a myth that would be in stories until she died. It finally dawned upon her why she was going back. She was alone; utterly alone. Except for Christian, but there was too much tension at the moment. There was Jareth, but, well, that was self explanitory. "Damn" she muttered. Stupid Christian, stupid infatuation, stupid love. She knocked on the gate, which to her surprise, swung open. She saw Christian's horse tacked up next to a door. She took a deep breath and walked in. "Christian?"
"Up here Sarah." She quietly ascended the old staircase. She glided into the open room, seeing only Christian.
"Oh Christian, it was wonderful. We rode through woods for a while, then other unicorns came running with us. They were so beautiful." She said calmly Christian smiled. Her grin faded a bit at seeing Terenduin; he made her too self conscious.
"That is your prize Sarah, I've already gotten mine." She looked at him curiously, and sat on the floor beside him. She tried to ignore Terenduin's eyes staring at her soaking wet body, but she knew they were focused on her breasts. She folded her arms in front of them.
"Christian, will the black ones always come? They scare me. Chills went up my spine when I looked into hit's eyes. I'm glad it's gone, but did you have to kill it?"
"Sarah, don't feel too badly about it. That creature is worth more to me dead then alive. The only prized things about unicorns are their blood, which heals any injury, no matter how great, and the horn. It can be melted to pure gold, then produce an endless supply of it forever. No matter how many times you melt it, more gold will just come off of it. Both are greatly valuable to the wealthier people of this world. Just for this horn I could have Jareth's labyrinth. " He took it out of the quiver and handed it to her. She inspected it.
"How can you kill a magical being just to get wealthier? You wasted pure magic for a horn and blood!"
"Sarah, I am the only unicorn hunter in the Underground. I kill maybe one out of millions each week or less., Besides, the black unicorns are demons that need to be exterminated. Whether you like it or not, you are the bait for this Sarah. I own you for three more years of your life. You can do nothing." She tore out of the room and down the steps. She didn't stop until she was in her room at the inn. She bolted the door and breathing heavily sat in the window seat. She was horrible. She betrayed them tot heir deaths. Horrible. And he was right about one thing, there was nothing she could do.
That's the end. There is more, but I feel like ending it here, so deal with it okee day?