Ta-ba! Chapter Three. This shall soon get interesting! Hope you enjoy! Thanks those who have continued!

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Chapter 3- Through the rabbit…mirror.

Sarah was pulled through the mirror, but it wasn't in cottage she found herself. She now stood in a large long hallway. It was massive and lined with columns on either side. She got the impression she was moving, but she had yet to take a step. Behind her was the mirror and before her was the hallway leading to a lighted entry way. The hallway was dimly lit and Sarah was unable to find where the low light was coming.

Delerae released her hand and started forward, "Come." She started down the hall way with determination.

The floor, ceiling, walls, and columns were all made of high polished black marble with a night sky motif. As Sarah moved forward she realized why she felt as if she was moving. The room was still, but the starscape was not. It moved. Stars twinkled providing the low light in the hallway. Meteors flung themselves from one end to the other and galaxy's swirled and curled in the night sky.

Sarah was in awe as she whispered, "Where are we?"

Delerae continued her pace forward, "We are in the Natural Hall. There was a summoning of the High Council. Leaders and interested parties have come to witness a decision on a particular petition."

"A petition? Natural Hall? Why am I here?"

They came to the large ache of the entryway at the other end of the corridor. Light shined from instead, spilling out on the interstellar marble. Delelrea stopped and turned toward Sarah, "A decision needs to be made. The Natural Hall is were decisions are made to keep natural order. You are here because it involves you or at least it should."

"What?!" None of this made sense to Sarah. Delerae might as well been speaking gibberish.

"Please Lady Sarah we must go in, the assembly has already started." Delerae stepped to the side and bowed. "You must enter first."

Sarah bit her lip and hesitated, "Just tell me what's going on."

Delerae remained bowed, but gesture for Sarah to move forward, "All will be explained shortly. Please go in."

Sarah sighed, 'I've been trusting enough to come this far.' She took the few steps to get her pass the arch doorway. Shortly upon entering Sarah felt Delerae's hands on her back guiding her forward.

Sarah stood inside a large circular room. Unlike the hallway this room was carved in white marble with the columns of white marble and brightly lite light. The room was segmented into three parts. There was an inner circle, an outer circle, and an outermost circle Sarah stood now. No one stood in the outermost circle all where in the 2nd circle creating a sea of bodies around the inner circle. The room was silent, but one voice coming from the center of the 1st circle. Delerae guiding her up to the 2nd circle into the crowd. Sarah pushed pass the crowd who willing gave way as she went pass. No one gave her notice, eyes tuned ahead at the scene in front. Delerae stopped guiding Sarah once she had a clear view of the stage area.

Sarah looked to the left and right of her. She was surrounded by others, but their attention was on the large circle in front of her. 'This is an amphitheater, but without the seats and layers.' Sarah remembered looking at diagrams in one of her history classes. She looked across the circle to even see a skene opposite her. Upon it was a heavy decorated table that sat five individuals all of which were radically different by underground standards. A large mannish guy with antlers seated there was addressing the person in the center of the circle. Sarah couldn't make out what was said, but when she focused on the person he was speaking to, Sarah gasped.

There he was in all his grandeur. He stood there in a cocksure pose in his goblin armor and goblin cape of deep blue. He had an air of confidence about him, but also an underlining smug deposition. It pissed Sarah off to hear is deep voice flood the room with the same confidence he projected physically. His voice held surety and…obedience. This was the Goblin King.

"I would continue to act as Keeper of the Labyrinth until such a time, if possible, I am no longer King of the Goblins." Said the Jareth the Goblin King to the five seated at the table.

"You have not heard from the lady runner who defeated the Labyrinth? She has forfeited her duty?" This question came from a woman to the right of the antlered man. She was so very beautiful like a high elf from the stories Sarah read as a child. The only difference from the stories and this woman was her seafoam green skin.

"None have heard from her since she fled the Underground shortly after conquering the Labyrinth. She has shown no interest in returning nor any in accepting her place. What more, pray tell, would you need to prove she would be an unfit Guardian? I have acted as the Labyrinth Keeper for a years this assembly is merely for show. Make me the acting Guardian so we can all return to more stimulating duties." He said the last bit as if bored. 'Cocky Bastard' Thought Sarah.

"We acknowledge your dedication as the Keeper and we recognize the necessity of a Guardian, but this predicament is a first. Your whole reign has been of firsts…"

Sarah was in the inner circle before she even realized Delerae had pushed her. She had to make a graceless effort to remain upright on her damn pointed heels. As she righted herself up she now had all eyes on her. She glanced back at Delerae who was gesturing for Sarah to continue forward. Sarah cleared her throat, but she had no idea what to say or do. Jareth just stood there glaring at her. If he was surprised to see her Sarah could not tell.

"Move forward dear." said the elf woman. Her voice was like a meadow of birds, beautiful and breath taking. It helped to calm Sarah's nerves.

Sarah took a few steps forward and stopped a few feet from where Jareth stood still glaring at her.

Sarah didn't look at him. She kept her eye on the woman talking to her, "Have you come to oppose The Goblins Kings bid for the Guardianship of the Labyrinth?" She was so beautiful, but the question was so direct.

"I um… I've come because…I have no…" 'I'm going to throw up' was the only clear thought Sarah could draw together.

"Look at her! She has no inclination of what is transpiring nor why she is even here!" This coming from another on the dais. He was a small bald man with black skin that resembled tar. His voice cold and harsh. "Melaena, you cannot be considering this outsider. The Goblin King has done well in his duty, he will have the title"

"Greda. We will speak of this in private council." With that all five of them turned their backs to everyone in the room. Sarah could see them talking, but nothing could be heard. 'Magic' she thought. She glanced over to his kingship. He stood proud and tall watching the deliberation. A smirk playing on his thins lips.

The council turned back to address them once more. The council woman, Meleana spoke, "It is apparent to this council you are uncertain of your situation. Some of the council believe you lack the understanding entailed in the responsibility you will accumulate with the acceptance of this title. Therefore, we will allow you one year to deliberate your choice before we require an answer. During this time you will be expected to stay in the underground and, by the arrangement of the Goblin King, learn about your duties and responsibilities."

Sarah stood there mouth agape like a fish, before Sarah could respond.

"This concludes the councils business." Greda said roughly. The council nodded in agreements and started to vanish one-by-one. Sarah noticed the crowd thinning as well. She looked around the room and others began to disappear or walk toward the arch way to the hallway where she had come in.

Within moments the room was empty save Jareth, Delerae, and herself. Jareth's back remained turned to her. Once everyone was clear he turned and said through clenched teeth, "You will have an hour Above ground to align your affairs. Once time is up you will be transported back to the underground. Make arrangements for at least a week." His words drenched with irritation.

"I-" was all Sarah got before with a flick of his wrist Sarah found herself in her apartment.

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I feel like my chapters are short...are they short? Or is this good. I personally hate when a chapter goes on and on and on... But I also hate when one is way too short!

I hope your interest continues! Please leave comments! This is still my first one so encouragement and suggestions are helpful!