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Helin Lote, Caillean, BloodIce, dawn, Jenny LadyMorgaine, DJinn- Hope you guys still like it and will keep reading it! Thank you so much!!
This story wouldn't be half as good w/o my beta LadyMorgaine ::claps:: thank you. I couldn't lock myself up in my room-sorry no pc there. (And look for 'Allo, I put it in there just for you and Tricia! He-he)
(Sorry Djinn-my sister spells her name Sara, so I automatically typed it that way, oops.)
Chapter 2: Jareth returned to his castle, determined in his mission to help Sarah solve the Labyrinth-well, as much as he could without breaking the laws. And only then, after completing the Labyrinth would a mortal be worthy to become part of the Underground (unless, that is if the mortal was transformed into a goblin) and its court. Jareth smiled oddly, remembering where he was. He walked out onto the balcony that was connected to his private chambers, and once more, his gaze overlooked the maze below, hoping that Sarah was making it through alright. He had already seen that some of the usual hindrances where relieved, but he couldn't do much more, because if he did then the court might find out. Jareth didn't want that. They would try to test Sarah to come up against impossible odds, and Jareth wanted to have all the advantages she could.
"Who's this little one?" A melodious voice wafted through the air, catching Jareth off guard. He turned around to see Blaise leaning close to the child Toby with little less than disgust on her face. "Is he to become one of your wretched goblins?"
Ignoring the question, Jareth walked across the room and picked up a book off a table and started to flip through it, pretending that it was far more important than her-which wasn't very hard.
"Don't you have something to say to me, love?" Jareth's eyes glanced over the edge of his book to glare at the Fae for her phrasing but his eyes were immediately drawn to an intricate necklace that hung around her pale neck. The sapphire gems and intertwining black vines seemed to draw him in and he felt himself drift away.
'No,' he thought feebly, his mind becoming more clouded with each second that passed. Jareth's eyes met a pair of onyx ones and he tried to muster up something to say to this vile being. But, before he could, he fell to the ground in a large heap.
Blaise glided over to the king's side, and planted a kiss on his cold lips. =-- Iris walked to Gabryel's room, her purpose and pride evident in every stride she took. Gathering a deep breath, she raised a hand to knock on the doors which creaked open at her touch to reveal a sleeping Gabryel.
"Gabryel." She said softly, stepping into the room as the Fae stirred. His eyes fluttered open and, he groggily rubbed the sleep from his eyes forcing black hair to fall sporadically around his face, making him look childish and vulnerable.
"Iris," Gabryel's voice was slightly alarmed and started at being seen in his unkempt state. "Uh, it's nice to see you.is there anything wrong?"
Iris elegantly made her way to a chair opposite Gabryel's bed and sat down. "I need to speak to you."
"Anything," he said, a sweet smile curling the sides of his mouth, showing his affection for the nymph. "It's Blaise."
~*~
Sarah walked along the pathway, glancing either way for her first turn-she had been going for about twenty minutes and yet she had yet to find a turn.
"What do they mean Labyrinth? There aren't any turns or corners or anything, it just goes on and on." Sarah sighed and then looked forward, eyes gleaming. "Or maybe it doesn't, maybe I'm just taking it for granted that it does."
Sarah started to run, jumping over twigs that lay in her path, trying to keep enthusiastic about the whole thing while growing tired of seeing the same path for another ten minutes. Sarah stopped, lashing out at the walls of the Labyrinth but hitting and kicking them until she finally collapsed against one of them.
" 'Allo." A small voice came that held a small British accent.
Sarah turned her head to see a tiny blue creature with a blue fluff of hair on its head and a red scarf on, perched atop a brick that came out further than the others. "Did you just say Hello?"
"No. I said 'Allo, but that's close enough." Sarah looked at the creature in disbelief. She had to be crazy. There was this little blue.worm guy talking to her.
"You're a worm aren't you?" Sarah said, not knowing what else to say-what do you say to a worm?
"Yeah," the worm nodded vigorously. "That's right."
"Do you know the way through this Labyrinth?" Sarah said, trying to sound nonchalant about it despite the hope in her voice.
The worm looked down, seeming to become a little bit sad. "No. I'm just a worm.Come inside and meet the misses."
"No," Sarah started in a frustrated tone. "Thank you, but I really have to solve this Labyrinth. There aren't any turns, or openings.it just goes on and on!" Sarah sighed loudly and threw her hands down by her side.
"It's full of openings, you just ain't seein' them."
Sarah's brow furrowed and she looked at the worm. "Where are they?"
"There's one right in front of you." Sarah looked to the wall opposite where she sat, she didn't see anything.
"No, there isn't"
"Come inside and have a nice cup of tea," The worm cocked his head to the side to indicate the small opening a few inches from him.
Sarah glanced at him and shook off the comment-thirteen hours weren't long enough to fool around with citizens of the Labyrinth. "But.there isn't an opening."
"Of course there is," the worm smiled. "Try walkin' through it, you'll see what I mean."
"What?"
"Go on then," the blue worm said with a small hint of laughter in his voice.
Sarah rose, and took a step towards the wall uncertainly. "It's just a wall.there's no way through."
"Things aren't always what they seem, so, you can't take anything for granted." Sarah walked towards the wall; arms outstretched a couple of inches in front of her to prevent her from walking into the wall. Surprisingly, Sarah walked past the wall and ended up noticing that it was just a perspective illusion. "Hey!" Sarah looked both ways to view the two new paths she had just found.
"Hey," the little blue worm screamed at the top of his lungs. "HANG ON!"
Sarah looked at the worm, "Thank you. That was incredibly helpful." Sarah started down the path to her right.
"BUT DON'T GO THAT WAY!"
Sarah turned reappeared and looked at the tiny being. "What was that?"
"I said, don't go that way. Never go that way."
"Oh," Sarah said appreciatively. "Thanks." Sarah turned and went down the opposite path than before.
The worm shook his head and sighed. "She should've kept going that way; she'd have gone straight to that castle."
~*~
Jareth woke, his head splitting in pain. He couldn't remember what happened except that Blaise had been there. Shifting his weight, he realized that he couldn't move; his actions were handicapped by thick hemp ropes that were tied around his wrists and ankles, holding him prisoner to a stone wall.
"What the." Jareth's eyes were still clouded from the spell, darkening the room around him so he couldn't make out his surroundings.
~*~
"What do you suppose we do? Blaise could have already cast her spell and have Jareth in her thrall." Gabryel said, running a hand through his hair in a nervous fashion. He looked at his companion. Iris looked composed and tranquil, as always, but her eyes betrayed her. They were thoughtful but troubled, as if she didn't truly know the next course of action to take. Her eyes closed, and she took a deep breath.
"Did you know there is a mortal girl within the walls of the Labyrinth as we speak?" Iris asked as if she just came upon this realization as she said it aloud. Gabryel's shot up in surprise. 'Could this be who Jareth wanted to test? The only plausible solution-if she completed it-was that she could become Jareth's queen...and if so.Blaise's spell couldn't work, at least not in the way she wanted it to. You can't take something as pure as love away from a Fae-it's near impossible.'
Gabryel looked at Iris whose eyes were still shut tight, eye balls moving fluidly back and forth as if she were watching something. He almost kissed her (not that he hadn't thought of it before) this could be a main advantage to help Jareth out-having a nymph on his side, a person who could use all things of nature as their ears and eyes.
"Does Blaise know?" Gabryel couldn't help but have his voice sound hopeful.
~*~
Daemon and Aurora stood outside Gabryel's door, listening to the conversation held inside. Having heard enough after twenty minutes of shameless eavesdropping, the two slinked away to discuss the events at hand. Daemon closed the door behind him as Aurora settled into the small room.
"So, Blaisey was serious about her little spell. How.mischievous!" Aurora smiled keenly and noticed her 'partner in crime' was sinking deep into thought-which was very unlike him.
"You know, this mortal girl may have more leverage than Blaise. She-"
"Could start an uproar in all the courts if chosen-"
"To be Jareth's bride." The two finished each others sentences in an eerie sort of way that seemed to unsettle other people.
~*~
"Hello Lover," Blaise said, sweeping into the room. She did a few dramatic dance twirls and ended up in front of Jareth. His head hung high and his eyes defiantly looked into hers. "What? Not happy to see me? Sorry, I forgot-should I bow?!!" Blaise tilted her head back to let out pearls of laughter.
"What do you want, whore?" Jareth's sardonic tone stopped her laughter and forced her blood red lips to form a sensual pout. Her black polished fingers reached into her gown and curled around a small dagger.
"You know," Blaise said, tracing the blessedly cool blade along Jareth's throat and then up to his cheek. "I would think you might be at least a little bit nice to the person who holds your life in her hands."
The dagger's razor sharp blade pressed into his left cheek, drawing blood. Jareth's face flinched for a split second then straightened, so it showed his arrogant side-keeping his charade. Blaise went onto her tiptoes and licked up the thickening line of blood off of his face. She raised the dagger once more and cut off a few strands of his hair.
"I hope you don't mind if I borrow this for a bit," Blaise said, her body transforming into his. "There's some.unfinished business I need to attend to."
Helin Lote, Caillean, BloodIce, dawn, Jenny LadyMorgaine, DJinn- Hope you guys still like it and will keep reading it! Thank you so much!!
This story wouldn't be half as good w/o my beta LadyMorgaine ::claps:: thank you. I couldn't lock myself up in my room-sorry no pc there. (And look for 'Allo, I put it in there just for you and Tricia! He-he)
(Sorry Djinn-my sister spells her name Sara, so I automatically typed it that way, oops.)
Chapter 2: Jareth returned to his castle, determined in his mission to help Sarah solve the Labyrinth-well, as much as he could without breaking the laws. And only then, after completing the Labyrinth would a mortal be worthy to become part of the Underground (unless, that is if the mortal was transformed into a goblin) and its court. Jareth smiled oddly, remembering where he was. He walked out onto the balcony that was connected to his private chambers, and once more, his gaze overlooked the maze below, hoping that Sarah was making it through alright. He had already seen that some of the usual hindrances where relieved, but he couldn't do much more, because if he did then the court might find out. Jareth didn't want that. They would try to test Sarah to come up against impossible odds, and Jareth wanted to have all the advantages she could.
"Who's this little one?" A melodious voice wafted through the air, catching Jareth off guard. He turned around to see Blaise leaning close to the child Toby with little less than disgust on her face. "Is he to become one of your wretched goblins?"
Ignoring the question, Jareth walked across the room and picked up a book off a table and started to flip through it, pretending that it was far more important than her-which wasn't very hard.
"Don't you have something to say to me, love?" Jareth's eyes glanced over the edge of his book to glare at the Fae for her phrasing but his eyes were immediately drawn to an intricate necklace that hung around her pale neck. The sapphire gems and intertwining black vines seemed to draw him in and he felt himself drift away.
'No,' he thought feebly, his mind becoming more clouded with each second that passed. Jareth's eyes met a pair of onyx ones and he tried to muster up something to say to this vile being. But, before he could, he fell to the ground in a large heap.
Blaise glided over to the king's side, and planted a kiss on his cold lips. =-- Iris walked to Gabryel's room, her purpose and pride evident in every stride she took. Gathering a deep breath, she raised a hand to knock on the doors which creaked open at her touch to reveal a sleeping Gabryel.
"Gabryel." She said softly, stepping into the room as the Fae stirred. His eyes fluttered open and, he groggily rubbed the sleep from his eyes forcing black hair to fall sporadically around his face, making him look childish and vulnerable.
"Iris," Gabryel's voice was slightly alarmed and started at being seen in his unkempt state. "Uh, it's nice to see you.is there anything wrong?"
Iris elegantly made her way to a chair opposite Gabryel's bed and sat down. "I need to speak to you."
"Anything," he said, a sweet smile curling the sides of his mouth, showing his affection for the nymph. "It's Blaise."
~*~
Sarah walked along the pathway, glancing either way for her first turn-she had been going for about twenty minutes and yet she had yet to find a turn.
"What do they mean Labyrinth? There aren't any turns or corners or anything, it just goes on and on." Sarah sighed and then looked forward, eyes gleaming. "Or maybe it doesn't, maybe I'm just taking it for granted that it does."
Sarah started to run, jumping over twigs that lay in her path, trying to keep enthusiastic about the whole thing while growing tired of seeing the same path for another ten minutes. Sarah stopped, lashing out at the walls of the Labyrinth but hitting and kicking them until she finally collapsed against one of them.
" 'Allo." A small voice came that held a small British accent.
Sarah turned her head to see a tiny blue creature with a blue fluff of hair on its head and a red scarf on, perched atop a brick that came out further than the others. "Did you just say Hello?"
"No. I said 'Allo, but that's close enough." Sarah looked at the creature in disbelief. She had to be crazy. There was this little blue.worm guy talking to her.
"You're a worm aren't you?" Sarah said, not knowing what else to say-what do you say to a worm?
"Yeah," the worm nodded vigorously. "That's right."
"Do you know the way through this Labyrinth?" Sarah said, trying to sound nonchalant about it despite the hope in her voice.
The worm looked down, seeming to become a little bit sad. "No. I'm just a worm.Come inside and meet the misses."
"No," Sarah started in a frustrated tone. "Thank you, but I really have to solve this Labyrinth. There aren't any turns, or openings.it just goes on and on!" Sarah sighed loudly and threw her hands down by her side.
"It's full of openings, you just ain't seein' them."
Sarah's brow furrowed and she looked at the worm. "Where are they?"
"There's one right in front of you." Sarah looked to the wall opposite where she sat, she didn't see anything.
"No, there isn't"
"Come inside and have a nice cup of tea," The worm cocked his head to the side to indicate the small opening a few inches from him.
Sarah glanced at him and shook off the comment-thirteen hours weren't long enough to fool around with citizens of the Labyrinth. "But.there isn't an opening."
"Of course there is," the worm smiled. "Try walkin' through it, you'll see what I mean."
"What?"
"Go on then," the blue worm said with a small hint of laughter in his voice.
Sarah rose, and took a step towards the wall uncertainly. "It's just a wall.there's no way through."
"Things aren't always what they seem, so, you can't take anything for granted." Sarah walked towards the wall; arms outstretched a couple of inches in front of her to prevent her from walking into the wall. Surprisingly, Sarah walked past the wall and ended up noticing that it was just a perspective illusion. "Hey!" Sarah looked both ways to view the two new paths she had just found.
"Hey," the little blue worm screamed at the top of his lungs. "HANG ON!"
Sarah looked at the worm, "Thank you. That was incredibly helpful." Sarah started down the path to her right.
"BUT DON'T GO THAT WAY!"
Sarah turned reappeared and looked at the tiny being. "What was that?"
"I said, don't go that way. Never go that way."
"Oh," Sarah said appreciatively. "Thanks." Sarah turned and went down the opposite path than before.
The worm shook his head and sighed. "She should've kept going that way; she'd have gone straight to that castle."
~*~
Jareth woke, his head splitting in pain. He couldn't remember what happened except that Blaise had been there. Shifting his weight, he realized that he couldn't move; his actions were handicapped by thick hemp ropes that were tied around his wrists and ankles, holding him prisoner to a stone wall.
"What the." Jareth's eyes were still clouded from the spell, darkening the room around him so he couldn't make out his surroundings.
~*~
"What do you suppose we do? Blaise could have already cast her spell and have Jareth in her thrall." Gabryel said, running a hand through his hair in a nervous fashion. He looked at his companion. Iris looked composed and tranquil, as always, but her eyes betrayed her. They were thoughtful but troubled, as if she didn't truly know the next course of action to take. Her eyes closed, and she took a deep breath.
"Did you know there is a mortal girl within the walls of the Labyrinth as we speak?" Iris asked as if she just came upon this realization as she said it aloud. Gabryel's shot up in surprise. 'Could this be who Jareth wanted to test? The only plausible solution-if she completed it-was that she could become Jareth's queen...and if so.Blaise's spell couldn't work, at least not in the way she wanted it to. You can't take something as pure as love away from a Fae-it's near impossible.'
Gabryel looked at Iris whose eyes were still shut tight, eye balls moving fluidly back and forth as if she were watching something. He almost kissed her (not that he hadn't thought of it before) this could be a main advantage to help Jareth out-having a nymph on his side, a person who could use all things of nature as their ears and eyes.
"Does Blaise know?" Gabryel couldn't help but have his voice sound hopeful.
~*~
Daemon and Aurora stood outside Gabryel's door, listening to the conversation held inside. Having heard enough after twenty minutes of shameless eavesdropping, the two slinked away to discuss the events at hand. Daemon closed the door behind him as Aurora settled into the small room.
"So, Blaisey was serious about her little spell. How.mischievous!" Aurora smiled keenly and noticed her 'partner in crime' was sinking deep into thought-which was very unlike him.
"You know, this mortal girl may have more leverage than Blaise. She-"
"Could start an uproar in all the courts if chosen-"
"To be Jareth's bride." The two finished each others sentences in an eerie sort of way that seemed to unsettle other people.
~*~
"Hello Lover," Blaise said, sweeping into the room. She did a few dramatic dance twirls and ended up in front of Jareth. His head hung high and his eyes defiantly looked into hers. "What? Not happy to see me? Sorry, I forgot-should I bow?!!" Blaise tilted her head back to let out pearls of laughter.
"What do you want, whore?" Jareth's sardonic tone stopped her laughter and forced her blood red lips to form a sensual pout. Her black polished fingers reached into her gown and curled around a small dagger.
"You know," Blaise said, tracing the blessedly cool blade along Jareth's throat and then up to his cheek. "I would think you might be at least a little bit nice to the person who holds your life in her hands."
The dagger's razor sharp blade pressed into his left cheek, drawing blood. Jareth's face flinched for a split second then straightened, so it showed his arrogant side-keeping his charade. Blaise went onto her tiptoes and licked up the thickening line of blood off of his face. She raised the dagger once more and cut off a few strands of his hair.
"I hope you don't mind if I borrow this for a bit," Blaise said, her body transforming into his. "There's some.unfinished business I need to attend to."