Hey, sorry for the delay school and such. I hope this chapter is ok, R&R
please. ah yes, Disclaimer. first chapter.
Jareth heard the scream, and the pain in her voice. He was up and moving in less than a second.
He appeared in a darkened room, loud music blaring outside the walls, and two people on the bed. One of them was his beloved Sarah. She was lying unconscious, with a dark, ugly bruise spreading from her pale cheek, into her hairline. He saw TJ busily working to strip Sarah of her clothes. He had her skirt flipped up, and was trying to pull down her tights. Rage welled up in Jareth, that someone would mistreat anyone this way, much less Sarah. He controlled his anger, one blow would not suffice for this.creature. He needed to suffer. Jareth calmly strode up behind the young man, who was to busy with Sarah to notice him.
"What, may I ask, are you doing?" Jareth asked quietly, acid dripping in his voice. TJ jumped, and spun around, eyes wide.
"None of your Damn business bozo. Get out, you're too old for this party."
"Oh really?" Jareth asked, while his hand shot out and grasped TJ's throat, holding just hard enough to cause pain, and panic.
"I believe my lady Sarah is not a willing participant in this." Jareth nodded down to Sarah's limp, pale form, and tightened his hand with every word. TJ's eyes bugged out with lack of oxygen before Jareth let him go.
" I didn't do nothing!" TJ exclaimed, panicking, and trying to scurry away from Jareth.
"Yes, it seems I got here in time." Jareth said, picking up TJ, and throwing him against the wall. TJ's body crumpled on the floor, but Jareth wasn't done yet. He walked over, and punched TJ in the face, over, and over, until it was a bloody mess. Anger satisfied, almost, Jareth walked over and stared down at Sarah's pale, half naked form. He leaned down and brushed a kiss on her forehead, and picking her up, winked out of the room, leaving a pulverized TJ, and a rumpled bed.
Jareth reappeared in his room, and, laying Sarah on his bed, he summoned a healer. Jareth stared at Sarah's face, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trailing his fingers lightly over her bruise.
"You called, your highness?" Jareth looked up when Aja walked into the room, her tan skin shining, and her uptilted almond eyes worried.
"It's Sarah." Jareth said quietly. Aja knew all about Sarah and the king's love for her. She doubled as a healer, a therapist, and a friend. Aja walked over quickly, and gasped when she saw Sarah, bruised, pale, and half naked lying in Jareth's arms. Jareth looked up at her with a pained expression before his mask of indifference set in.
"What happened?" She asked Jareth quietly, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"I don't know. She was hurt, she called my name, and when I got there, someone was trying to rape her." The pain and anger in Jareth's voice, and the state that Sarah was in made Aja want to cry. She checked her over, and after a few minutes, she told Jareth that she had gotten a blow to the head, and she should come around soon. Aja looked at Jareth, and saw his hollowed cheekbones, and shadowed eyes.
"Jareth?" She implored cautiously.
"Mmmm?" he gave a halfhearted grunt while staring at Sarah and holding her hand.
"Get something to eat. For both of you." At his look of irritation, Aja sighed, and got up to leave. She turned at the door, and before she left, she said one word rarely said between the two.
"Please?"
Jareth sighed, and nodded. He watched Aja leave the room, and looked back down at Sarah. He summoned a goblin to bring some food, and settled himself beside her.
:: Two hours later::
Sarah's forehead scrunched in pain and she groaned. She had the mother of all headaches, and she couldn't open her eyes. She turned her head away from the light, and slowly cracked one eye open. There was a person beside her. She screamed, pushing frantically away, and falling off the other side off the bed.
Jareth woke with a start at her scream, and felt her pushing against him, then he heard a thud and a low groan. He leaned slowly over the side of the bed to see Sarah huddled in a ball.
"Sarah?" He said quietly, speaking as you would to a child. Sarah looked up, confused, into Jareth's face.
"Where am I? I mean, what.. Am I an the underground?" Sarah looked around, and seeing that she was in a massive stone room, with a gigantic bed that had black silk sheets, and a sheer black bed curtain, black curtains on the windows too, she concluded she was in Jareth's room. Jareth looked at her with worry plainly showing on his face.
"Are you alright Sarah?" he asked softly, reaching out a hand to help her up. He stood and went over to Sarah, cupping her cheek in his hand. When she winced, he flushed and took his hand away, apologizing.
"It's alright. It just hurts. A lot. And I have a really bad headache." Jareth nodded, and, not knowing what to say, he cleared his throat and turned to head to the door. Before leaving, he said
"There's food on the table, I'll be sending someone to help you around. You are free to go anywhere but the city, I don't want anything happening to you. I have some business to take care of." With all that said in one breath, he left Sarah staring at the door, still a bit confused.
She wandered over to the bed and sat down, looking across the room at the food spread out across the table. She was extremely hungry, but the thought of food was nauseating at the moment, so she sighed and stood, walking towards the enormous sweep of balcony outside the window.
Staring down at the gardens, she noticed several fountains and sculptures that interested her. Sarah walked over to the door, and opened it, getting ready to step outside, but then thought better of it, his castle was just as labyrinthine as his maze.
Sarah silently willed for the goblin that would show her around while she wandered over to the table of food. She really didn't want to eat right now, but she could use some water. There was about eight different types of bread and cheese, a bunch of fruit, some familiar, some not. There was sausage, eggs, bacon, turkey, and pancakes too, and Sarah was positive that these weren't normal underground foods. She spotted the pitcher of water, and the crystal glasses and poured herself a drink.
Sarah sat down and drank her water, and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door just as she set her cup down. She stood up and crossed the room, pulled open the giant heavy door, and saw a woman. Sarah couldn't tell quite what the woman was. She didn't look human, or Elvin, or anything else Sarah could think of for that matter, but she was beautiful.
"Hello." The woman said cheerfully, and walked past Sarah into the room. She spun on a heel and looked Sarah in the eyes.
"My name is Chaise. Jareth sent me to show you around."
"Oh. ok.do you have anything I can wear?" Sarah asked, just noticing the state of her clothes.
" Of course. You think Jareth would deprive a guest of clothes?" she made a tisking noise with her tongue. The woman had a very busy, rushed, but cheerful air to her. She talked very fast, and Sarah noticed that whenever she said Jareth's name, she tucked her hair behind her ears.
"Jareth ordered quite a few dresses made in your size. Come along and we'll find one." Sarah followed the woman with dread. Jareth knew she hated dresses.
Chaise opened the door to a huge closet that was filled with Jareth's clothes. She led Sarah to the back of the closet and opened a door into a smaller section, filled with dresses. Chaise sifted through the dresses, and picked out a dress with a hunter green bodice and a beige skirt, and black lace sleeves that hung down into points at the hands.
Sarah had changed clothes and ate a little bit, then had Chaise show her to the gardens. Chaise left her to wander on her own, and told Sarah that she would know when Sarah needed her. Sarah wandered through the gardens, smelling all the different flowers, looking at the sculptures and fountains. A few of them caught her eye. They were scenes of things that happened when she was in the Labyrinth.
One was of her dancing with Jareth, and she could almost her the song in the trickle of the water. Another was of her in the maze, with the helping hands. Another of her and the worm, and lastly, one of her and Jareth in the Escher room. Sarah trailed her fingers over the marble of Jareth's face, and walked her fingers down the miniature stairs.
Sarah felt and saw a hand cover hers from behind her back, and when she whipped around, she saw Jareth smile.
"You like it? I did it from memory."
"You did that?" Sarah asked, astonished. Jareth ran his hand up her arm and into her hair.
"What do you think I do all day? Sit around and look pretty?" Jareth asked Sarah, laughing.
"Well I . I don't really sit around thinking about it." Sarah said, slightly embarrassed.
"Yes, well I took up sculpting as a hobby. Something to do while I'm not doing kingly duties."
"It's beautiful. You're very good."
"Thank you. Would you like me to show you to the dining hall? You must be hungry." As Jareth led Sarah away from the gardens, she saw something out of the corner of her eye, when she looked there was nothing there. ~Must be one of those things about this place.~ Sarah thought right before they went inside.
Jareth heard the scream, and the pain in her voice. He was up and moving in less than a second.
He appeared in a darkened room, loud music blaring outside the walls, and two people on the bed. One of them was his beloved Sarah. She was lying unconscious, with a dark, ugly bruise spreading from her pale cheek, into her hairline. He saw TJ busily working to strip Sarah of her clothes. He had her skirt flipped up, and was trying to pull down her tights. Rage welled up in Jareth, that someone would mistreat anyone this way, much less Sarah. He controlled his anger, one blow would not suffice for this.creature. He needed to suffer. Jareth calmly strode up behind the young man, who was to busy with Sarah to notice him.
"What, may I ask, are you doing?" Jareth asked quietly, acid dripping in his voice. TJ jumped, and spun around, eyes wide.
"None of your Damn business bozo. Get out, you're too old for this party."
"Oh really?" Jareth asked, while his hand shot out and grasped TJ's throat, holding just hard enough to cause pain, and panic.
"I believe my lady Sarah is not a willing participant in this." Jareth nodded down to Sarah's limp, pale form, and tightened his hand with every word. TJ's eyes bugged out with lack of oxygen before Jareth let him go.
" I didn't do nothing!" TJ exclaimed, panicking, and trying to scurry away from Jareth.
"Yes, it seems I got here in time." Jareth said, picking up TJ, and throwing him against the wall. TJ's body crumpled on the floor, but Jareth wasn't done yet. He walked over, and punched TJ in the face, over, and over, until it was a bloody mess. Anger satisfied, almost, Jareth walked over and stared down at Sarah's pale, half naked form. He leaned down and brushed a kiss on her forehead, and picking her up, winked out of the room, leaving a pulverized TJ, and a rumpled bed.
Jareth reappeared in his room, and, laying Sarah on his bed, he summoned a healer. Jareth stared at Sarah's face, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, trailing his fingers lightly over her bruise.
"You called, your highness?" Jareth looked up when Aja walked into the room, her tan skin shining, and her uptilted almond eyes worried.
"It's Sarah." Jareth said quietly. Aja knew all about Sarah and the king's love for her. She doubled as a healer, a therapist, and a friend. Aja walked over quickly, and gasped when she saw Sarah, bruised, pale, and half naked lying in Jareth's arms. Jareth looked up at her with a pained expression before his mask of indifference set in.
"What happened?" She asked Jareth quietly, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"I don't know. She was hurt, she called my name, and when I got there, someone was trying to rape her." The pain and anger in Jareth's voice, and the state that Sarah was in made Aja want to cry. She checked her over, and after a few minutes, she told Jareth that she had gotten a blow to the head, and she should come around soon. Aja looked at Jareth, and saw his hollowed cheekbones, and shadowed eyes.
"Jareth?" She implored cautiously.
"Mmmm?" he gave a halfhearted grunt while staring at Sarah and holding her hand.
"Get something to eat. For both of you." At his look of irritation, Aja sighed, and got up to leave. She turned at the door, and before she left, she said one word rarely said between the two.
"Please?"
Jareth sighed, and nodded. He watched Aja leave the room, and looked back down at Sarah. He summoned a goblin to bring some food, and settled himself beside her.
:: Two hours later::
Sarah's forehead scrunched in pain and she groaned. She had the mother of all headaches, and she couldn't open her eyes. She turned her head away from the light, and slowly cracked one eye open. There was a person beside her. She screamed, pushing frantically away, and falling off the other side off the bed.
Jareth woke with a start at her scream, and felt her pushing against him, then he heard a thud and a low groan. He leaned slowly over the side of the bed to see Sarah huddled in a ball.
"Sarah?" He said quietly, speaking as you would to a child. Sarah looked up, confused, into Jareth's face.
"Where am I? I mean, what.. Am I an the underground?" Sarah looked around, and seeing that she was in a massive stone room, with a gigantic bed that had black silk sheets, and a sheer black bed curtain, black curtains on the windows too, she concluded she was in Jareth's room. Jareth looked at her with worry plainly showing on his face.
"Are you alright Sarah?" he asked softly, reaching out a hand to help her up. He stood and went over to Sarah, cupping her cheek in his hand. When she winced, he flushed and took his hand away, apologizing.
"It's alright. It just hurts. A lot. And I have a really bad headache." Jareth nodded, and, not knowing what to say, he cleared his throat and turned to head to the door. Before leaving, he said
"There's food on the table, I'll be sending someone to help you around. You are free to go anywhere but the city, I don't want anything happening to you. I have some business to take care of." With all that said in one breath, he left Sarah staring at the door, still a bit confused.
She wandered over to the bed and sat down, looking across the room at the food spread out across the table. She was extremely hungry, but the thought of food was nauseating at the moment, so she sighed and stood, walking towards the enormous sweep of balcony outside the window.
Staring down at the gardens, she noticed several fountains and sculptures that interested her. Sarah walked over to the door, and opened it, getting ready to step outside, but then thought better of it, his castle was just as labyrinthine as his maze.
Sarah silently willed for the goblin that would show her around while she wandered over to the table of food. She really didn't want to eat right now, but she could use some water. There was about eight different types of bread and cheese, a bunch of fruit, some familiar, some not. There was sausage, eggs, bacon, turkey, and pancakes too, and Sarah was positive that these weren't normal underground foods. She spotted the pitcher of water, and the crystal glasses and poured herself a drink.
Sarah sat down and drank her water, and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door just as she set her cup down. She stood up and crossed the room, pulled open the giant heavy door, and saw a woman. Sarah couldn't tell quite what the woman was. She didn't look human, or Elvin, or anything else Sarah could think of for that matter, but she was beautiful.
"Hello." The woman said cheerfully, and walked past Sarah into the room. She spun on a heel and looked Sarah in the eyes.
"My name is Chaise. Jareth sent me to show you around."
"Oh. ok.do you have anything I can wear?" Sarah asked, just noticing the state of her clothes.
" Of course. You think Jareth would deprive a guest of clothes?" she made a tisking noise with her tongue. The woman had a very busy, rushed, but cheerful air to her. She talked very fast, and Sarah noticed that whenever she said Jareth's name, she tucked her hair behind her ears.
"Jareth ordered quite a few dresses made in your size. Come along and we'll find one." Sarah followed the woman with dread. Jareth knew she hated dresses.
Chaise opened the door to a huge closet that was filled with Jareth's clothes. She led Sarah to the back of the closet and opened a door into a smaller section, filled with dresses. Chaise sifted through the dresses, and picked out a dress with a hunter green bodice and a beige skirt, and black lace sleeves that hung down into points at the hands.
Sarah had changed clothes and ate a little bit, then had Chaise show her to the gardens. Chaise left her to wander on her own, and told Sarah that she would know when Sarah needed her. Sarah wandered through the gardens, smelling all the different flowers, looking at the sculptures and fountains. A few of them caught her eye. They were scenes of things that happened when she was in the Labyrinth.
One was of her dancing with Jareth, and she could almost her the song in the trickle of the water. Another was of her in the maze, with the helping hands. Another of her and the worm, and lastly, one of her and Jareth in the Escher room. Sarah trailed her fingers over the marble of Jareth's face, and walked her fingers down the miniature stairs.
Sarah felt and saw a hand cover hers from behind her back, and when she whipped around, she saw Jareth smile.
"You like it? I did it from memory."
"You did that?" Sarah asked, astonished. Jareth ran his hand up her arm and into her hair.
"What do you think I do all day? Sit around and look pretty?" Jareth asked Sarah, laughing.
"Well I . I don't really sit around thinking about it." Sarah said, slightly embarrassed.
"Yes, well I took up sculpting as a hobby. Something to do while I'm not doing kingly duties."
"It's beautiful. You're very good."
"Thank you. Would you like me to show you to the dining hall? You must be hungry." As Jareth led Sarah away from the gardens, she saw something out of the corner of her eye, when she looked there was nothing there. ~Must be one of those things about this place.~ Sarah thought right before they went inside.