The only thing I put claim to is the Labyrinth DVD at my house. Please Review, thanks!
Jareth stood framed in the doorway, unmoving, only staring at her. Sarah was rooted in place watching the man as he silently stepped into the room. He wore a golden mask of his own face, shinning in the candles light. Waving a black gloved hand towards the fireplace, he made the fire blaze, filling the room with an orange light. Walking past her without a word, he stood in front of the hearth, setting the candle on the mantle.
Sarah was so shocked on seeing him, and the mask, that she could only get out of his way to watch him. Not that she wanted too, she thought with a grimace. His black hair hung midway down his broad back. The highly polished black boots gleamed in the fire's light. The long sleeved black shirt he wore was as tight as the gray pants he wore. His black hair hung midway down his broad back. Black hair not blond, what was he thinking?
"Why is your hair black?" She did not think dying his hair was something he would do, so what was his angle in doing?
Turning around, he casually leaned against the hearth, ignoring her question and crossed his arms over his chest. She could not read his thoughts due to the gold mask; it was an exact replica of his face, frozen in an indifferent state.
Taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly trying to regain her thoughts, "Why do you keep me locked in here Jareth, can you answer that for me?"
He laughed softly he and pushed away from the hearth, moving towards her like a tiger hunting it's prey. Stopping only a few inches from leaned down and whispered, "Why Sarah, you do get right to the point of things." he then ran a finger down her cheek chuckling as a blush spread over her face.
Sarah was trying to be brave, but it did not help to have him stand so close. His deep voice had sent an involuntary shiver down her spine; she moved her face away from his touch and took an unsteady step back, distancing herself from his powerful presence.
"I-I want to know why you brought me here?" Groaning she could hear the quiver in her voice.
"Do you not remember?" he whispered, leaning towards her, his masked face mere inches from hers.
Angry with herself and at him for trying to scare her, she crossed her arms and leaned back, raising her chin. "Remember what?"
Walking around her, running a finger on her shoulder to her back, Jareth mockingly asked, "You were on a "date" two nights past, were you not?"
"If you that's what you want to call it then; yes I was on a date." she muttered ducking from his touch, watching as he stopped behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders he brought his cold face next to hers causing her to stiffen.
In her ear he softly said, "That night you were involved in a car accident."
"What?" she gasped struggling out his hold to turn and look at him. His eyes, shadowed by his mask, revealed nothing.
"Sarah you're not doing well in your hospital -"
"Wait! How am I not doing well in a hospital when I'm here?" she asked waving her hands to indicate the room.
Sighing he walked to one of the chairs and sat down "This is a world of fairies, goblins, and elves. A land of magic, one of dreams. It is like air to us, something we cannot live without, something's humans cannot understand. When you entered and beat the Labyrinth four years ago, you became a part of this world and it stayed with you even after you had left it. This power allowed you to escape danger, but because it is not a complete power, it was not able to help you fully. Your spirit is here, in the Labyrinth, but your body is lying in a hospital bed possibly dying."
"I'm dying? "She cried out shocked to the core as she fell to her knees. Was he telling her the truth was it something he planned? No, she could feel it in her bones that he was telling her the truth.
He stood silently watching her as he hung his black head letting his hair fall over his shoulders, hiding his face. She knelt there staring at him not knowing what to do, then it came to her, the door was still opened she could escape and try saving herself. Running out into the hall, his quiet voice stopping her cold as he spoke "You can not go home Sarah, you are not ready. I do not know if you can ever go home."
Sarah gasped and walked back into the room "You mean I could be stuck here forever, in this dark-goblin-filled-hovel while my body is in a coma? " Her head felt as if her head was going to explode with the thought, her knees buckling, sliding back to the ground. "I can't stay here! I don't like this place! I don't believe it! I'm stuck here!" she angrily cried out putting her head in her hands.
Remembering his words, she looked up at his bent head "You said that I couldn't go home until I was ready. What did you mean?"
Looking at her only to say, "In due time all will be learned." Standing he came to kneel next to her. "You see, I am not who you think I am."
Sarah glanced up at his golden face confused. "You're not?"
He helped her to her feet, walking with her to the large window to sit her on it's ledge. Behind her, the purple and blue skies were darkening as the fading light of the sun shined onto his still face.
Leaning against the furthest windowsill from her, he said stiffly "I am not Jareth, King of the Goblins." he turned to look at her. "My name is Prince Eldon, Jareth's twin brother."
Her mouth dropped and she gasped "Twin brother?"
Laughing he reached into his shirt he pulled out a black crystal ball. Eldon let it hover before her face, and there to her amazement, the ball cleared to show a blond haired child playing with a group of goblins. A tall man stood some distance behind the child watching the boy play, a look of pride on the man's face. A face that looked so much like Goblin King's only this man had short black hair and blue eyes.
"The man is my father, King Byran and the boy, my brother. While my brother played and my father looked on as I was locked in my chambers, cursed. My father had cast a spell on me when I tried to tarnish my father's pretty face with a knife. A punishment of sorts was placed upon me as I lay in my bed unaware of what was happening." He touched his golden face gingerly before he continued. "My father died shortly after the mask was placed, giving no one but Jareth the spell to release me."
Shrugging a shoulder, Sarah turned to ask, "Why don't you just go to Jareth and ask him to release you?"
"Because-I can not get near him or his castle to ask him." Eldon growled, moving to sit next to her on the ledge.
Leaning back she frowned, "What do you mean, his castle? Isn't this his castle?"
He turned to look at her, her eyes widening shocked to see that his eyes were the same colors as Jareth's, one blue and one brown. "This is my castle." he said waving his hand towards the dark sky. "It sits on the dark side of the Labyrinth."