Well I finally got my story up! Please R&R!

Oh yeah before I forget…ahem I do not own the Labyrinth or any of the characters (even though how much I say the words he doesn't come…) or any song either…and lastly I do…..not…own David Bowie….But I do have plans for making him my sex slave….BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! sorry for the long intro….

. Terra

Wingless Angel

A teenaged gothic girl with shoulder length hair that was colored Burgundy, sat in front of her kitchen table eating crackers. Today was her sixteenth birthday but of course no one remembered it. But she came to get used to it, nothing got passed her cold lifeless heart. Unknown to her was a dark and mysterious man was watching her.

He spun his crystal ball in his gloved hand watching the beautiful Terra. "You shall be mine, before this day is done," Slightingly he tapped his whip on his riding boats. "I just have to wait until you receive my gift," He laughed evilly and his goblins did the same.

Suddenly the door slammed open "Why the duck did I find this in your purse?" Terra bear sized father said her.

"It was in my purse," she paused for a second. "Hey! Why were you in there? Terra asked accusingly.

"It was open and spilling." The words dripped with lies.

"NO! It wasn't, I barely keep anything in there!"

"It doesn't matter," Terra cut him off and nearly yelled.

"You go threw everything of mine," Terra spat with vemon. "My drawers, my diary, you make me show you what I'm wearing everyday! Then I have to raise my arms and if it goes just a centimeter above my belly button it gets ripped off of me and thrown away. And," Terra's anger was building. "If I wear GIRL pants I'm called a slut! GOD! You make me so angry that I…" She paused. "That I…."She stopped knowing if she continued that she wouldn't be able to take away the words.

"That you what?" The bear said as he got up into her face about to strike her down.

Thanks for reading my first chapter!

. Terra