Disclaimer: Sigh, I don't own Labyrinth or any of its characters, although
I sometimes wish I did. They belong to the late (sob), great Jim Henson.
Hey there, all! This is my second fanfic and my first Labyrinth fic. I will try to keep the characters true to form and if I start getting way too off track, then let me know. Have fun reading and review if you like!
Chapter One:
Sarah Williams stared out at the downpour. Then winds were howling and sending torrents of rain slamming against the windowpanes. Tonight was the night. She could feel it deep within her, a dull ache that could only be ended one way. Her one chance of happiness had been cruelly robbed from her and to her knowledge she truly had nothing to live for.
Turning away from the window, she looked around at her old room, full of the things she had once cherished. Her toys, her costumes, the books that she had always wished to be the heroine of, what good were they now? Sarah could see now that for her there would be no happy ending, that the time for childish games had come to an end. Slowly she walked to her vanity, opened a drawer, and withdrew the knife. She eyed it dispassionately and without fear.
She returned once more to the window, sat upon the window seat, and took a deep breath. She turned her wrist and made a deep slash. The pain was second only to her sense of purpose and her hands trembled only slightly as the blade changed hands and cut into the other wrist.
Sarah closed her eyes and rested her cheek against the cold glass. The knife slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor. As she sat there, she could feel her life draining from her body. 'This is it,' she thought to herself. 'No more pain and no apologies.' With this last thought, Sarah Williams blacked out.
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Jareth opened his eyes and looked about the throne room. Something was horribly wrong, although everything looked peaceful. His heart ached with a strange pain that only one person had ever inflicted on him. "Sarah," he breathed softly. Unable to shake the feeling of dread that had come over him, he conjured a crystal and gazed into it. The orb dropped from his fingers and shattered on the floor as the Goblin King leapt from his throne and ran to the window, transforming into a snowy owl and disappearing from sight.
Oh my, what will happen? Only one way to find out..wink, wink.
Hey there, all! This is my second fanfic and my first Labyrinth fic. I will try to keep the characters true to form and if I start getting way too off track, then let me know. Have fun reading and review if you like!
Chapter One:
Sarah Williams stared out at the downpour. Then winds were howling and sending torrents of rain slamming against the windowpanes. Tonight was the night. She could feel it deep within her, a dull ache that could only be ended one way. Her one chance of happiness had been cruelly robbed from her and to her knowledge she truly had nothing to live for.
Turning away from the window, she looked around at her old room, full of the things she had once cherished. Her toys, her costumes, the books that she had always wished to be the heroine of, what good were they now? Sarah could see now that for her there would be no happy ending, that the time for childish games had come to an end. Slowly she walked to her vanity, opened a drawer, and withdrew the knife. She eyed it dispassionately and without fear.
She returned once more to the window, sat upon the window seat, and took a deep breath. She turned her wrist and made a deep slash. The pain was second only to her sense of purpose and her hands trembled only slightly as the blade changed hands and cut into the other wrist.
Sarah closed her eyes and rested her cheek against the cold glass. The knife slipped from her fingers and dropped to the floor. As she sat there, she could feel her life draining from her body. 'This is it,' she thought to herself. 'No more pain and no apologies.' With this last thought, Sarah Williams blacked out.
*********************
Jareth opened his eyes and looked about the throne room. Something was horribly wrong, although everything looked peaceful. His heart ached with a strange pain that only one person had ever inflicted on him. "Sarah," he breathed softly. Unable to shake the feeling of dread that had come over him, he conjured a crystal and gazed into it. The orb dropped from his fingers and shattered on the floor as the Goblin King leapt from his throne and ran to the window, transforming into a snowy owl and disappearing from sight.
Oh my, what will happen? Only one way to find out..wink, wink.