A/N: I've decided to add to this story. I had originally planned it out to be a one-shot, but I do agree with my reviewers that it is a rather crappy ending. It begs for continuation. So I'm going to give it a shot. I hope I can deliver and that I don't disapoint.
Haunted
Jareth the Goblin King sat in his throne room, fuming. The goblins were no where in sight, they knew better than to bother their king when he was in such a mood, lest he decide to relieve his anger by tossing a few of the slower ones into the bog.
He hated this castle. It was so cold, and seemed so empty. True, the goblins were usually about, but there was no one to talk to, no one to fill the loneliness in his heart. He longed for a family. He wanted to hear the laughter of his children echoing through the halls. He wanted a son to follow in his footsteps, and eventually rule the goblin kingdom in his place. He wanted a daughter, a little girl who would throw her arms around his neck, kiss him on the cheek and call him daddy. But most of all, he wanted her.
He conjured up a crystal, and peered into it. There she was. His beautiful little Sarah. She looked tired, sitting in a classroom, looking down on a test booklet. He shook his head in dismay. Poor little Sarah. She truly thought that the key to her happiness lay in the mortal world. She couldn't see that he was the only thing she needed. The Labyrinth needed her, the Goblin Kingdom needed her, but most of all, the Goblin King needed her. Why couldn't she see that?
He huffed, frusterated. That was twice now that he had offered her her hearts every desire in exchange for her hand, and twice that she had turned him down. He simply couldn't understand it. What could she possibly want from him? Why wasn't he enough?
But no matter. He had finally found her weakness, a place that she could not escape him, her dreams. He had not thought that someone who spent so much of their time dreaming would be so vunerable in that state. But last night when he had paid her a visit in the form of a dream, he found a power that he never knew he had. After all these years of watching the jade eyed beauty, he had finally had her the way he wanted her: completely at his mercy. He knew now that despite the brave front she put up, she was truly afraid of him. All he had to do was keep haunting her dreams, and she would eventually bow to him in reality.
He grinned evily at the image in the crystal. 'You're mine Sarah. And soon you will be fully aware of it. Let our new game begin..."
A/N: Painfully short, I know. And kinda suckish. This is probably going to turn off any fans I had. But i swear, the next chapter is better.
I love Evil Jareth. And thats why he's going to be more than a little creepy in my story.
Until next time, review.