I am so happy to be back. My story Sweet Revenge has been taken off the web because of "inappropriate rating". Well I will have to have fun now won't I? I must give you all something that will be beyond anything I have ever done before. Wow I am exciting myself. I am going to avenge the sequel to Sweet Maiden. I do so hope none of you will judge me harshly if I put up a different story in place of a sequel.

With love,

Lady Dracona

CHAPTER 1: PROLOUGE

The Labyrinth gleamed in opulence despite its recent destruction caused by a brown-haired twit. (Sorry. It must be done.) The king of this great puzzle looked out onto his beloved maze with new affection. Most of the devastation in the Labyrinth was easily fixed except for one thing, the king's heart.

Jareth was angry with himself for thinking that a mere child would ever understand the complexity of what his crystal no his heart offered. He sighed in slight remorse.

"At least she is gone."

The king sadly conjured a crystal and watched the sleeping figure before hurtling the crystal into the neighboring wall. Jareth slowly rose and went into his chambers waiting for the nightmares of what could have been meet him in agonizing anticipation.

Sarah Williams slowly sat up and glanced in bewilderment at her room. The night still clearly imprinted in her mind. At a small glance she was met with flash backs of a room with a lot of stairs and a man no a king asking her to take her dreams. The incident had happened six years ago but the memories were so clear she could swear she had been there only yesterday.

Sarah was now (for those who are to lazy to count) twenty-one and was about to have her twenty-second birthday in a matter of weeks. Sarah had grown a lot and was a lot more level headed than she had been as a fifteen year old.

Sarah stretched and felt the tense muscles and back stretch comfortably. She got up and solely made her way to the bathroom in an attempt to get to work on time. She was now a very popular actress. She loved it and would not give that up for anything. Except a second chance for a certain someone. She shook her head. He had only been a figment of her imagination. Nothing more. Nothing. Nothing. She ran the hot water before getting into a much-welcomed shower of comforting water.

The party to celebrate her newest movie Deadly Chill had exhausted her. It was a wonderful horror movie based on the life of a small town girl. Sarah had gone to her manager and he had scheduled the interview for the part. The director had loved Sarah at first look and called the next day to break the news to them.

Sarah stepped out of the shower and wrapped a white, fluffy towel around her dripping body. She made her way into the bedroom to prepare for the new headache waiting to begin.

Jareth awoke with a start. His dream had been so real. He shook his head. No. HE has been dead for years. HE is not awake. HE won't take her. I won't let him.

Jareth worked his way out of his bed and summoned a crystal to dress him. He hurriedly made his way down to the library. He took the book from the glass case in the middle of the room and opened it.

I am only on the first chapter and already a cliffhanger. Tee Hee! You will pay the price if thee does not RR.