I'm back again, I know that I said that I would update MMO, but this came to me and a friend wanted me to post this first.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the movie "The Labyrinth" Though I do have a copy of the movie and the soundtrack.

"Congratulations, you are officially finished with high school!" Blue hats flew into the sky in celebration and friends leapt over chairs to reach each other from across the alphabetically arranged seating.

Parents rushed down onto the stadium floor and enveloped their offspring in congratulatory hugs. One teen, separate from her peers looked up into the stands, searching for someone. She looked down, heartbroken as she gave up the search, only to receive a bear hug from the one that she had searched for.

"Daddy!"  Sarah returned the embrace. ""I was afraid that you were still in court." The teen thought back to the reason for the trial and gave a slight shudder.  Another custody battle with Karen. After their divorce she had wanted custody of both Sarah and Toby. The teenager knew that it was just an attempt to hurt her father, and had ruined the plan by choosing Robert over Karen, mentioning Karen's emotionally abusive behavior towards her. Robert had maintained custody of both of his children and received child support from Karen, neither of which made her happy.

"How good of a father would I be if I missed me daughter's graduation? The judge was very understanding and cut the meeting short, but I have to go back tomorrow."

 In the chaos no one noticed another teen, not from the graduating class, sitting in the rafters above all of the commotion. "Soon dear brother, I will have you and your darling Sarah right where I want you." With that parting promise the girl disappeared, leaving nothing to mark her presence.

Toby was the first of the Williams family to enter the house, walking steadily on his three year old legs he rushed to the kitchen, not noticing the girl sitting on the papasan chair. Sarah, however, did. She felt the magic as she entered the house, her breath caught and her mind froze. The aura of the girl in the chair and the arrogant confidence she gave off were so familiar that for a moment the mortals mind replaced the image of the girl with that of the king Sarah once refused.

"Dad!?" Her mouth called without her mind's permission. He doesn't need to get involved with this. He came up the steps despite her mental warnings for him not to come in.

"What is it Sar..?" He stopped short, seeing the girl in the living room.

"It's good to see you again, big brother." The teenager from the stadium greeted him jovially, all the while glaring daggers at her older sibling. Big brother?

"Sarah, go to the kitchen, stay there until I tell you." Robert stepped in front of his daughter protectively.

"But, dad..."

"GO." Sarah flinched at her father's tone and pretended to obey.  As soon as the door to the kitchen shut Sarah eased it open again. Quietly, she slipped to the door of the living room and crouched, listening.

"What are you doing here Drakion?" Sarah heard the creak of her father's favorite chair, the sound it gave off when her father used to sit down, waiting for the fight between himself and Karen to start.

"What do you think I'm doing here, Robetrik?" The graduate mouthed the name to herself, questioningly. "You ran away and left me with your responsibilities." The girl paused, when she continued, Sarah heard a note of sadness in her voice. "We were best friends you can't do that to best friends." She stopped, a sob was heard. Robert's voice filled the pause.

"You? They put that to you?"

"What did you think that they would do?"

"You're not the first born!"

"I am now that you have been disowned."

"But you two were best friends; it couldn't be that hard..."

"Were best friends, past tense. We weren't comfortable around each other anymore, how could we be with what was expected of us? He cut himself off, and I…I did the same." The teen's voice turned hard and emotionless at the end of the sentence.

"It was a stupid agreement to begin with: First born of the House of Carath to the first born of the House of Willens. What idiot wrote that?" Drakion interrupted Robert.

"Our mother, the last Ruler of the Eastern Court!" There was an uncomfortable pause. Robert broke the silence.

"What are you going to do?" Sarah's aunt sighed deeply in regret before she replied.

"I'm taking you home Robetrik." A creak and a thump signaled the elder sibling's leap to his feet.

"This is my home Drakion; you can not force me out of it!" Then, without emotion, as though he'd already been beaten. "You can't make me return."

"You and Jareth got along so well," Sarah's breath caught in her throat. "Even though you knew that you had a fucked up your future was going to be. A male to male marriage? No one would have blamed you for being screwed up, or hating each other, but you were fine, and you were good friends for years. What happened, what went wrong?" Good friends, male to male marriage? Dad and Jareth? What?

"It…its complicated Drakion."

"Try me."

"He and I…we…we experimented, just to see if a marriage between us would work out." Sarah barely suppressed a scream and fought her perverted mind to stop the mental images.

"I know that." The younger of the pair's voice was calm and collected; the opposite of her brother's when he responded.

"What!?"

"How could I not? With you avoiding him whenever you could, how you couldn't look him in the eye. Your aversion to bananas and peaches was a big clue. I was his closest friend, I knew, with too much detail for my liking, thank you, all of his tricks and…toys."

"Why did you ask then?" Sarah got the eerie feeling that Drakin was looking at her through the wall.

"I have my reasons, one of which is I wanted you to realize how immature you were acting, but that doesn't seem to have occurred to you, even after all of this time." She sighed. "I have to bring you home."

"I can't face him Drakion, not after…that." He sat down again, the creaking of the chair the only sound in the room. "You can't make me go."

"Perhaps not, but I can take your daughter." Sarah's breath caught in her throat yet again, but the rooms occupants did not seem to notice.

"You wouldn't! It wouldn't work anyways she's…" Robert was interrupted by his sister.

"First born of the House of Willens, your first born. And don't think that I won't take her. I have searched for you for too long not to take someone back with me." The girl paused again, her voice was filled with amusement and it was moving closer to Sarah's listening spot. "Jareth already has an interest in her anyway, isn't that right, Sarah?" A hand shot around the corner and pulled her into the room. Her father gasped as she was pulled into the room.

"Sarah! How much have you heard?"

"All of it, and I want an explanation, right now!" She forced his attention away from her involvement.

"Now isn't the time." Robert was interrupted yet again by his sister.

"I'd say that it's the perfect time, though you might want to put that toddler to bed." Toby walked in to the room, covered in peanut butter.

"Toby!" Sarah ran over picked him up. She turned to the others in the room. "I'm going to put him to bed, don't go anywhere." Robert nodded reluctantly and Sarah left the room.

As the 18 year old was washing Toby, the siblings with a secret started a shouting match.

"She has a right to know!"

"She's my daughter; she'll know what I want her to know!"

"You'll tell her everything or I'll summon him," She'd summon Jareth? How? "And that will be the end of it." They quieted then, but Sarah was still able to hear their raised voices.

"Even he can't make me go back, I have a life here, and people who depend on me."

"He can't make you go back, but he can make her go."

"Why do you keep dragging her into this?"

"Because she's already in this, he has a claim on her!" There was a long pause; Sarah caught the words that ended the pause as she entered the room.

"What?" Disbelief filled the father's voice.

"She ran, and she won." Robert's sister spoke quietly, so intent was he upon her voice that he missed his daughter's entrance. "He has a claim of retribution, and… a claim of dreams." Sarah did not see the significance of the statement, but her father collapsed into his chair, stunned. After a moment, he spoke."

"Dreams? A claim of dreams?" He looked up at Sarah, finally noticing her presence. "You wished Toby away?" She nodded. "And refused your dreams three times?" Three times? Sarah counted on her mental finger. The first crystal, the ballroom, and the final confrontation. That is three, but how did he know? She voiced the question.

"How did you know?" Her aunt was the one to answer.

"It's the only way to win; you must refuse your dreams three times to show that you indeed care for the child. Though, if I do say so myself, the way he offered you your dreams was quite different from anyone else that I am aware of." The girl's eyes fogged, as if she were watching something very far away, the look unnerved her niece. "It was as though he truly wanted you to have your dreams, as opposed to simply playing the part. I know he's never offered himself as part of the deal. And… he seemed genuinely heartbroken when you denied him." Her eyes cleared, and she shook her head slightly. Robert was looking at Sarah oddly; she shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. Drakion regained her attention. "Listen to me, finding love in the least likely of places. I really need to get out of the mortal realm." She plopped down on the papasan, and Sarah's mind once again inserted the image of quite a different monarch. She shoved the mental picture aside and sat down.

"Now, start from the very beginning."

I don't have much more of this story prewritten and I should get to MMO, but I will update if you want me too.