A.N: Sorry that I took a little while in getting this next chapter up - I had to do a bit of studying for my upcoming exams ( damned May) and THEN I got abducted to Ireland - ah well, stuck without internet for a bit !I'm truly sorry I didn't know I was going to be abducted! . I hope you enjoy. Oh yeah ha ha I thought it would be good to put Jareth's speech in bold, tell me what you think of it or should I just stick to normal. I got the idea from a comic that I read once. (I thought it made it sounds all 'ohh grr' Hahahaha.)
Disclaimer - I own nothing cept what is mine lol but all Lab people are owned by their own makers...
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Labyrinth fan fiction - chapter 2 -
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A freak wind was picking up outside and inside Sarah was freaking out. As for the rest of the room it was utter silence. No David trying to wrestle out of the three other males grip. No Kat running to Sarah's side, not even a single rustling of clothes or breathless words. She was still in the apartment; she could tell that from the windows that took up most of the north wall in the room, she could see the slight flash of lightning picking up in the rhythm of the storm above the city.
It wasn't right. Where were the others? It was her that got wished away wasn't it? Or maybe it was all just a coincidence and their just as freaked out as her, the wish didn't work it was just unfortunate timing. 'No, life's never that fair', she thought bitterly. So what happened to the others then? Sarah didn't want to speak, she didn't want to make a sound, not if it would attract unwanted attention but she had to see, had to know what was going on.
She was covered by the darkness just now but it wouldn't last that long as the storm as the lightning picked up. 'Sarah Williams get a grip don't turn into what you pride yourself on NOT being!' She mentally barked at herself. So inhaling, Sarah steeled her nerves and as silently as her body would allow her she tried to navigate through the dark. She was doing well, she thought. Sarah had found the back of the corner sofa and was using it to guild her towards the kitchen.
Whilst the panic was subduing, the words David had spoken had managed to sink in. She was going to be taken back to the Labyrinth. She knew that David wouldn't and couldn't run for her and win. He may be an ex jock but he was drunk and probably would probably end up drowning in the Bog of Eternal Stench for all she knew. She knew he wouldn't be able to do it, hell she didn't even know how she made it to the centre! But the one thing she knew for sure was that he was going to come and take her away. She had briefly thought that maybe she could run the Labyrinth again for herself but from kicking his royal butt last time she doubted he would even let her stay human. He probably had his revenge planned, all set and ready just incase they were to ever unfortunately meet again. But she would fight him all the way even if it was all in vain; Sarah wasn't one to take things lying down.
So onward to her mini quest in the dark to the kitchen, maybe she could get something in there to threaten him with? Sure he had magic but if she could find something with Iron in it she was sure it would scare him at least a bit. Sarah wasn't one for violence but this was her humanity on the table up for grabs here! 'Who wants to be turned into an ugly, grubby, foul little goblin that has one brain cell shared between them all?' And killing herself was just another form of defeat. Anyways Iron should work right? Maybe she had been reading too many fantasy books.
Still feeling along the sofa for safety, Sarah put her hands along to feel how much more sofa was left. She got another two hands along when her left hand came in contact with something. It was only on a small part of the back of the sofa and it didn't move when she had touched it. Feeling along Sarah blindly examined it with her hands. It felt cold and waxy, like a candle, spaces were left in between were Sarah could feel sofa. One, two, three, four, she counted four gaps in between it. It didn't register what it was till the lightning flared and lit the room up. Sarah felt bile rise in her throat as she looked her friend's hand. Kat's hand was exactly like something out of madam tosons wax works museum. Slowly Sarah looked up into her friends face. Something like a muffled cry escaped the brunette's lips as she took in her friend's appearance. '
Kat, oh my god Kat! '.
Kat was exactly like her hand was. Her skin was waxy and eerie. She looked as though she was moving off the sofa to go to were Sarah had been before the lights went off. Her face, a permanent mask of worry and concern. It was like something out of a horror movie and a chill raced up Sarah's spine at the though of having the culprit there in the room looking at her, watching her.
Feeling hopeful Sarah raised her hand in front of Kat's face to check for breath. There was none. Panic started to rise again whilst her stomach seemed to drop. 'She can't be dead' Sarah thought fearful, 'She just can't be none of them can! No it's just a trick, some sick twisted trick on his part. This didn't happen to me when I wished Toby', she reassured herself but the fear spiked at her next thought, 'But then again I wasn't in the same room as Toby, I was already out the door… oh god…'A tear made its way down Sarah's cheek at the thought of loosing her friends because of a silly little wish that had nothing to do with them. She brushed it away quickly and shook her head
'No they wouldn't be dead. David made the wish and according to the rules he has the choice to run for me or to leave me in the Goblin City. He can't kill him; He can't kill any of them.' Hope flared in Sarah's veins for her friends but still a thought had occurred to her - 'Where's the Goblin King?'
After a few minutes to compose herself, Sarah looked slowly about. The lightning was picking up and giving Sarah just enough to see the majority of the room but there were still portions untouched by the erratic flashes.
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Mortals could be so amusing at times.
He stood there in the Shadows of the room watching the six occupants of the apartment. Obviously when the wish was spoken he had come to collect but with the amount of mortals that were present he couldn't very well just billow in, take the wished away and present himself to them all. The charm he had cast into the room would suspend all but the wished away in a type of suspended animation.
He made the goblins say behind as it would not do to have mortals basically frozen in a room full of rowdy goblins; it was most likely that they would end up, even by accident killing one of them by knocking them over or accidentally breaking off a vital body part. Think of them as a statue, if knocked over it would shatter and he could not have a mortal die because of some of his subject. Even with magic, the human body was fragile and would not be able to have survived that. The only thing he let his goblins do was to gnaw at the generator cables to cut the lights.
Though when he had first appeared in the apartment he thought he had actually charmed all of them. Even thought it was dark his eye sight was much keener than a mere mortals, he could see the basic shape of the people. None of them were moving. 'Odd', he thought to himself but as he was about to stride over to the group a small flicker of movement caught his attention. He stayed were he was, if even possible moved even further into the shadows and watched.
From the shape of its form it was a woman. 'Just peachy,' He thought sarcastically. Adult humans that were wished away always caused more trouble than they were worth. It was rare that it wasn't a child this time but it was still annoying.
He couldn't see her clearly but he could tell she was afraid. He was amused when he saw her gain some courage and try to blindly walk in the dark away from where he was, holding on to what appeared to be a couch. Obviously he wasn't going to let her escape but watching her for a while wasn't going to hurt.
When she started to look round the room her eyes passed over were he was standing, cloaked in shadow. She didn't see him. A maniacal grin broke out on his face as a thought sprung to mind. 'Let's have some fun shall we?' Mortals are easily scared and one can't not make a good impression too early now can they?
When the woman turned around to face in his direction again, he silently shimmered to the opposite end of the room but he didn't see the table and tripped over it with a thud! 'WHAT the HELL was that? Oh for the love of…' He held back a groan and rubbed his shin as he shimmered more quietly back to were he previously was. That was not planned and would be eating away at his overly large ego had she seen him, fortunately it seemed that she hadn't. Surprisingly though the girl was backing away from where he had tripped and was backing into his direction.
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Something to Sarah's left had moved, she heard a quiet thud and a swish of fabric. 'Oh no…' She backed away from the noise, her heart rate quickening. She wasn't thinking about where she was going. Instinct kicked and was telling Sarah to stay away from whatever had caused the noise.
But before Sarah's rational mind stepped up to the plate again it was too late.
Sarah had backed up as far as she could go but it wasn't the other side of the room, it wasn't a wall that she bumped into and it wasn't an object. And Sarah definitely knew it was alive and kicking when two hands gripped onto her upper arms and forcefully spun her around.
Sarah let out a small gasp at the force, her face paled and her body tensed. The lightning finding just the right time to illuminate the face of the man that once haunted her thoughts just a few years ago. Her body betrayed her and trembled, still under his grip and gaze, when he heard his voice.
"Well, if it isn't you."
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If He hadn't been so good at controlling his facial features, Jareth's jaw would be lolling on the floor in shock of the woman in front of him. He wasn't sure if it was a trickof his imagination - if it was it was a very crude trick on his brains behalf.
It was the very same girl or one very similar, that had bested him at his own game, got her brother back, became the talk of the Underground for the Gods know how long and was the bane of his existence since that god forsaken night when she made a wish that had changed many individuals lives. He was sure that this was the very same girl, no woman. It was evident that she was no longer the little girl he had once met in her parents chambers. She was nearly as tall as him now, hair still as long as he remembered, a dark brown; her body had definitely changed though the awful shirt and jeans she worn when they had met had done its best to hide anything she did have.
Now though, even though she still wore the offending mortal garments he could see the woman that had grown into herself. She didn't have the best figure but she did have a really good one. He couldn't help but take advantage of her state of shock to quickly let his eyes roam over her form. She was thin and slender but had slight muscle. A slim hour glass shape.
'Our little Sarah's all grown up.' Jareth thought to himself in slight awe.
He shook his head and fixed his mind on the task at hand. 'The woman at hand.'
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"Well, if it isn't you."
He felt her tremble slightly under his grip and his lips twitched. Letting go of her he crossed his arms over his chest and started to walk around her.
"Sarah," He purred into her hair.
She spun round to face him not feeling comfortable with his presence behind her. Not that his presence was comfortable at all, even in the same room he sent chills up and down her spine, he always seemed to have that effect on her.
He looked exactly like he did the night she first saw him, 'Is this his kidnapping get up?' she thought idly. Wild locks of blond hair falling about his slim sculptured face. His appearance was enchanting though then again he IS magic. A guy shouldn't look that good should he? 'AH!' Her mind screamed at her 'don't think like that! Incase you have forgotten he's come here to kidnap you and do God knows what!'
Sarah didn't really take in what her brain was screaming as she studied the man in front of her. Did she not remember that he was indeed a man when she was child? Obviously not as her eyes drifted south. 'Ah!' Now she remembered the breeches. Her face took on a crimson tinge in the dark but thankfully wasn't recognisable.
He eventually stood still lips quirking into a smug grin, "It seems the shoe is on the other foot."
Sarah remembered her position and steeled herself, defiance shinning bright in her eyes. Did she want to become a goblin? 'No'.
"I don't think so," she scoffed, "You come and take Children away, babies who are wished and evidently I am no child." She smiled, pleased with herself.
How did he know she would argue with him? Such impudence. " Sarah, Sarah, Sarah" He chided. "You read too many stories. Haven't you ever wondered if someone ever wished away someone older than a child? Obviously" He motioned to her, "It does happen."
Her smile fell. He wasn't making this easy for her. She was barely controlling the chills he was giving her.
"B-But he didn't under stand what he was saying! He's drunk and Spiteful! It's no-" She Hated herself for that. She was moaning and knew the answer 'What's said is said.'
He thought he saw a glimpse of defeat and resignation cross her face but couldn't be sure.
'Oh how the mighty have fallen' he thought smugly. He didn't show anything on the surface though. It remained a cool passive façade as he moved towards her. She was looking at the floor trying to 1: not freak out and 2: to collect her thoughts. She didn't see him move closer.
"Now Sarah, are you going to be a good little girl and come with me?" He breathed into her ear causing her to quake. Oh how he loved her reactions to him. Of course he'd never admit that. He ran a gloved finger along one cheek.
That got her attention.
As soon as he touched her so took a sharp intake of breath, her eyes shut tight as though wishing he'd disappear.
Evidently, from the aura of arrogance she was getting, he was still there.
'Bugger' she thought. Like a dear in the headlights Sarah didn't have a clue what to do or what to say, all sense of self was lost. She felt like whimpering and running away but it wouldn't help. Like tripping a switch Sarah seemed to regain herself - for that moment at least. She rose her head sharply to look at the Goblin King in front of her with a face of indifference but when she looked up, preparing her self for meeting his mismatched gaze - he wasn't there. Sarah's green eyes darted about the room in front of her. Did he actually leave? Did he actually take a hint and buggered off?
'Ha not a chance in hell', She thought bitterly, 'I think he'd rather get his hands dirty by dragging me back there with all the dishonour and embarrassment, kicking and screaming. Pfft I can imagine the goblins thinking ' this is the girl who beat the labyrinth and won her baby brother back and in all pissed off the powerful and self arrogant, selfish…'' Another thought jumped up and down in Sarah's head like an over enthusiastic puppy. 'If he changed me into a Goblin or whatever he was talking about earlier then wouldn't that be an embarrassment to him? Err…. Maybe not. Wait do goblins even think?' she gave an inaudible sigh 'ah well'
She looked about again 'Where IS he?'
As much as He liked to torment the girl so, is patience was waning. He looked about the room ignoring the frozen occupants of the room, they didn't hold much interest though the position the four males were in brought some thing akin to amusement to the Goblin Kings face. He wondered which had wished.
Silently he walked round Sarah and moved to lean against the back of the sofa next another frozen occupant. He regarded her for a while, eyes raking her form. 'Your friend doesn't have much for taste does she?' He thought to the frozen girl next to him as if in an everyday conversation.
A smirk splayed over his mouth as he watched Sarah, move for the first time in a few minutes, looking for him. It would have been so much easier to just grab her and take her, be damned of what she thought, but playing with her was too much fun, gods knows there wasn't anything to do distracting back in the Underground and this was a pleasant distraction to say the least.
Jareth wouldn't normally be this twisted but she was a delicate subject mater for him.
Before Sarah could turn towards the couch, Jareth moved himself behind her so as she moved he moved. Childish yes but did he care? Pfft no. She seemed to relax a bit at having not found him in the room. A questioning look flittered across her face as she looked towards a door to her right, her bedroom. 'He wouldn't be in there would he?'
She made to move towards the door, Jareth following. Sarah had reached for the handle to open the door when he spoke softly in her ear.
" And just where. Are. You. Going?"
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A.N: Sorry that it isnt up to the lasts length but dont worry you shall get your moneys worth! even though you havent paid for anything... god I hate some expressions lol, meh. Please tell me what you think... PLEASE! lol thank you .
