Since I've been nagged from some people--and relentlessly badgered by others that I know too well, haha, I have decided to continue this story. It will probably just go to the end of the film unless I figure out more to do. This is mainly because I hadn't planned for a continuation so I am busy thinking of additions.
I want to thank my lurvity beta, Forevermore33. She is a brilliant and talented writer. Especially to a girl without a spell check. Thanks a bunch! (I tried to respond a bajillion times to your email because I had a question, but it's not working again. Grr.)
As a note, I will be bringing in a new character in here. Don't be alarmed, she won't play a big role. She's just there as a small pawn for a plot attempt. I would have had it been a guy but you know, they're much harder to work with for bringing people together.
How could she do that to him? After all he had done for her? Jareth felt as if the world really was falling down. In truth it was. His world was, at least. For years he spent his life dreaming of nothing other than Sarah. It was almost as if he knew her in a dream from when he in turn was a small child.
There was no way that this had happened. That she had rejected him. He had loved her since the moment he had seen her years ago. She had been perfect, and seemed so pure. Just what the Labyrinth needed. It was as if she was different, or at least as different as a human could be. She only needed time to grow, to meet his own appearance before she too could appreciate a love. For him to love her more than he knew he would. Even those of other Kingdoms had been enchanted by her, deeming her perfect
But if she was so perfect, why hadn't she seen it herself? Out of everyone, Sarah would know best where she belonged.
"Dammit!" he shouted in frustration, conjuring a crystal only to send it shattering into a wall. Why did everything go wrong? Sarah was right, although she didn't know it. It really wasn't fair. And he did have a basis for comparison. His constant loneliness, and dreams of her at his side as his queen.
The sudden noise caused Toby, who had been preoccupied by a pair of goblins, to cry. Turning to face the child, Jareth frowned as if remembering for the first time that he was there. How had Sarah chosen this small baby, the one that robbed her of her freedom, over him? It seemed completely unbelievable. What girl of fifteen chose her baby brother over a king, a king who could grant her anything she wanted?
"What makes a little thing like you so important?"
Looking towards Toby, as if he expected an answer, he watched as the little boy clapped his hands oddly and giggled. Sighing, he shook his head in an almost miserable manner. Hell, he really was miserable. There was just no way he could even look at her again, knowing that he disgusted her. Why else would she have rejected him in such a way?
He needed someone to talk to him. Someone who could help him, or at least understand him. While he knew no one in the Underground would ridicule him for choosing a mortal as his hopeful queen, he needed someone that knew him better than all the others. Quickly conjuring another crystal to check in on Sarah's location, he frowned upon discovering that she was closing in on the castle. If she found her way to the castle, and actually defeated him--well, that meant he'd have no choice but to let her go. It was in rules written long before his reign. Instructing one of the goblins to hold Toby, and another to occupy the gate's defense position, hopefully to slow her progress down, he stormed off to his quarters. This called for Adyris, his older sister. While she was not able to take position as Queen as the Goblins over Jareth, she was still a Princess of the realm. Instead of staying with him, however, she had married a King of another domain over separate creatures. After all, the Underground wasn't just composed of goblin's who needed guidance.
Reaching his main bedchamber, he closed the heavy wood doors behind him. He definitely didn't want anyone intruding on this conversation. Especially with what little time he had left. "Adyris!" he shouted, feeling his throat clench as he screamed out her name. It was a rather bothersome way to summon another Fae, yet it worked much faster than sending an envoy.
Waiting for mere seconds before she made an appearance, she gave him a quick smile. "So, how are things with you and the mortal?" she questioned with a grin. She too had been at the ball, and although things had ended badly, she had hope for her brother. After all, there was something alluring about this girl. Adyris herself had approved. Not only that, but Jareth had been dreaming about Sarah for most of his life, never wedding other female suitors who had been offered to him. Instead, he was intent on waiting for this girl he dreamed of. There was no way all this time, all this hope he had dwelt on, could have been for nothing.
Looking towards his sister with a slight hint of exasperation, Jareth shook his head. "I don't know what to do. She's so intent on finding her brother. I have no idea what I'm supposed to think. What if I've been wrong, and I've wasted my whole life on dreams? Perhaps Sarah was never meant to be."
Shaking her head, Adyris took a step towards her stricken brother. Never before had he been rejected like this. He had been offered to, and he had politely declined because he knew there was something more out there for him. Not beauty, not lust, nor was it social status. It was love, and he had always been determined to find it. "Jareth. There is no way this is wrong. Perhaps it's the circumstances. When you were just a baby...had I wished you away, unknowing that it would work, I too would have gone after you. Even if Lorian," she began, a small smile crossing her lips at the mention of her husband, "had taken you, and had loved me as you do Sarah, I wouldn't have subjected. No matter how much I loved him in return. We are family, and there is no way I would have left you to become a goblin."
Jareth found himself glaring at his sister at her last comment, although he couldn't deny that everything else she said made sense. "Why must you always say that? Half the mortals who wish away a child wouldn't even step a thousand feet near the Labyrinth if they didn't think the child would become a goblin. I'm not that heartless, and I will not listen to you banter at me about my ways."
His job as goblin king was to make the individuals appreciate the child, trying to fight for it. Even if they failed, if they actually tried he would plant a memory inside their head of defeating him. He wasn't as cruel as to curse the poor child into a life of a goblin. But if the mortal didn't even try, well...it wasn't too uncommon for them to be given false memory also. That their words had led to nothing, that they had never wished away the young child. It never truly accomplished anything, but he had managed to build an appreciation between some of his 'clients', as his family liked to call them. Not that Jareth found that label for them appropriate.
Shaking his head, he continued into their conversation. "I know you're right. It's just that...I don't know what to do. She won't remember everything if she doesn't succeed, and if she does she won't call for me again."
"How do you know?" Adyris asked him, raising an eyebrow. "If it was Lorian, and I was still in the same position, I would call on him again."
"Oh really?" this time Jareth was full of confusion, and part of him accused her. "So if someone had kidnapped me you would have gone off and married him in the end?"
"Jareth, this is hardly the point," she rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Besides, what stops you from contacting her if she completes the Labyrinth?" she added as an after thought.
Frowning, Jareth sighed once more. "It's part of the rules. I have no rights to contact her after it's over."
A small smile gracing her lips, Adyris walked towards her brother and gave him a hug that could pass for a farewell. "You have no right. That doesn't say you can't."
Leaving her advice at that, she left the room as she had come, leaving Jareth to think what he could do the claim the girl that had already claimed his heart.
