Hey ya'll! Sorry for the long wait for an update. Classes started up again and you know how it is. Anyways I tried to bring another character from the movie in and hope you like. It should be a nice change; who knows what'll happen? Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own ANY of the Labyrinth. Enough said.
Mistress Queen
Ch.5- Hoggle
Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them?
-Abraham Lincoln
I stumble along in the shadows attempting to find my way out of the dark oubliette. There are so many tunnels, so many choices for just one direction. If only there was an opening of some sort that I could crawl or climb my way out of-after all, I "fell" into this shadowy place, there has got to be a way out and perhaps it's the way I came. Now, if only I could find the place from where I started… Suddenly I hear scratching and rustling, followed by a few curses.
"Hello?" I ask curiously, no longer as frightened this shadowy place as I was before Argea appeared to me.
"Whose there?" a deep, irritable voice asks in return.
"Um..." I furrow my eyebrows, "I believe I asked you first."
"That may be so," light from a lantern now dances on the cave walls, "but I can grantee I've been here longer, which would make you an intruder. So you tell me first."
"Amethyst." I say, "And you are?"
"So you're the one they're all talking about?" From the shadows, the most interesting little creature appears. His face is animated with a bossy, almost bothered expression from the wrinkles that cover it, to his large nose and huge eyes. I can't even tell what he is-he looks as though he could be a cross between a dwarf and a goblin. "I'm Hoggle," he says hands planted on hips.
"The one they're all talking about?" I ask.
"Yea," Hoggle says grabbing his lantern, attempting a crooked mock bow "the whole labyrinth and beyond the goblin city, princess."
"I see." I say. Why should this come as a surprise to me? From my treatment in Jareth castle it was only a matter of time before word ran about on the streets regarding my arrival. Those in the castle catered to me by order, but they did not respect me-they spat upon my name in fact, perhaps because I represented a country which received as much hate as I did. I started to wonder if the labyrinth's inhabitants hated me as well and if so, how was I going to become queen and govern such incompetent subjects? But this was no time for a muse of pity, I could feel Jareth all around me now, and I had to get out of here.
"Wait!" I say as Hoggle continues on his way.
"What'd ya want?" he called from behind him.
"How do I get out of this oubliette?"
"Of course you don't know how to get out!" Hoggle laughs mocking me.
"How can you expect me to?" I say catching up to him, "I barely know my way around this labyrinth! It's as though no one can get out once they are trapped in."
"Ah, but this is the reason for its existence isn't it?" Hoggle asks, "But you're not entirely correct. There was one person who found her way out once."
"Person?" I ask.
"A human in fact," Hoggle speaks slowly as if recalling a terribly happy, faded memory that he hasn't thought about for years, "A young girl."
I had heard stories; that many times those caught in the labyrinth often did not find their way out. So when I heard of this news of someone-not just anyone but a young girl-beating Jareth over his own game, defying his powers, and all in breaking out of the labyrinth, well you can imagine how it greatly intrigued me.
"Really?" I cocked an eyebrow, "what was her name?"
"That doesn't matter, its all in the past now." Hoggle grumbled, "I'm surprised the cleaners haven't gotten you yet."
"Tell me!" I pouted, "Or if not, then show me the way out of here."
"Last time I helped someone out of the oubliette, it got me into more trouble then I could ask for in a life time!" Hoggle told me. Suddenly a crystal rolled close by my feet, "Like that." Hoggle pointed out warily as his eyes followed the object that rolled into a corner. And there stood Jareth, in all his dramatic flare and glory, leaning casually against the wall. The crystal causally hopped into Jareth's hand as if that was its eternal purpose, as he stood in a darkness that complemented his hauntingly beautiful face.
"You know your more trouble then you're worth Amethyst." Jareth smiled walking towards me.
"Good! Only for you Jareth. What are you doing here?" I demanded fiercely, convinced anger masked out fear.
"It my labyrinth." The king simply (and very childishly) says.
"All I ask is time away from you in a garden and alas I'm not even granted that."
"But your not even in the garden," he laughed circling me, "amuse me. How the hell did you get down here?"
Embarrassed, I look from Jareth, to Hoggle, who at this point was scurrying off and out of sight. I don't blame him. "I found my way down here if you must know."
"But I thought you craved light," he said nonchalantly, running his fingers through my hair, "what happened to the garden?" He knew what had happened; he only wanted me to admit it so his mockery could plateau to a higher level and entertainment could continue.
"I grew tired of it." I looked for Hoggle again and this time he had disappeared. Some help he was.
"Did you now?" Jareth asked ignoring Hoggle's sudden absence, "Well then, since you're exhausted of such scenery perhaps you won't mind a change?"
I could feel a force run through my body as Jareth held onto me closely. We were be transported (by Jareth's will of course) to another location. It is such a strange feeling to be transported for it happens so quickly, while you're moving so fast yet staying in place.
As predicted we were back in the castle, and in Jareth's room.
COPYRIGHT BY: MaybeBaby17
2006