New chapter!! Wooo! I dont own the Labyrith or Jareth. I own everything else though!

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NJEverlove!

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Amy pushed Jareth away from her and he just laughed. They were back in his castle, in his throne room. She recognised it from the first time she saw it and it hadn't changed at all.

"Make yourself comfortable my love. You wont have to wait long to start" Jareth sat on his throne, sprawled out as usual with his legs over the side.

"Start what?!" Amy shouted while moving as far away from his as possible.

"Our wedding of course" He said it like it was a normal, everyday occurrence.

"No, take me back, Im marrying Wyatt not you!" She ran to the door only to have it slam shut in her face.

"You don't think Id let you go that easy did you?" He laughed again. It echoed around the room and Amy could feel it vibrating through the floor.

"Take me back Jareth! You've pulled enough stunts like this throughout my life and its not going to happen again. You listen to me Goblin King, and you listen closely. I don't love you. I never did and I never will so stop trying to make it work between us. Just send me home! I am not going to miss my own wedding!" She turned away from him, feeling repulsed by him.

"If I remember correctly, you wouldn't go to your wedding. You stood outside the door and wouldn't go in" He stopped, trying to judge her reacting to what he said but she stayed silent. "You want me to take you back? Well, you know the rules Amy." He looked at her and thought for a moment how beautiful she looked when she was angry. "Say your right words Amy my love"

"Do not call me that!" She spat back. "I wish you would send me home! Right now!"

He smiled wickedly, showing off all his teeth. "You wish to go home? Back to your Father? Very well then Amy, your wish is my command"

"No! I didn't mean there! No Jareth stop!"

But it was already too late. Jareth didn't know what he was doing. All that work to get her here and now he was sending her away? She wished for it, he couldn't go against a wish even if he wanted to.

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"I cant get to her, he's blocked my magic so Ill end up somewhere else. I cant help her!" Wyatt shouted to no one in particular. Though the room was filled with many people but he didn't want to know. The only person he wanted to be there couldn't.

"Maybe I could try it. I know Im not very good with the transporting spells but I could try, you could come with me and get her back" Marianna said, trying to offer her brother some relief. She hated seeing him like this.

"Yes, that could work. He wont have thought to block your magic too!" Wyatt stopped pacing and looked directing at his sister. He moved forward suddenly and grabbed hold of her hand. "Do it. Take me there."

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Amy was scared. No, more than that. She was terrified.

The throne room disappeared around her as her old room started to come into view. It looked exactly the same as when she left, only a little dustier. Nothing had been moved. But she had no time to go through all her old stuff, she had to figure out how to get out of here, how to get back to Wyatt.

She walked around the bed, trying so hard not to make too much noise as she walked, and tried to open the door. It rattled loudly and she realised it was locked from the outside.

She thought about climbing out of the window but remembered the bars across it. She looked across the room and was shocked to see that there were no longer bars there.

Before she had a chance to move towards the window, she heard someone coming up the stairs calling her name.

"Amy? Amy is that you?"

She started to panic and tried to think of where she could hide. The closet? Too small. Under the bed? Again too small. She was still thinking hard when she heard the key twist in the lock and the door flung open.

It didn't look anything like her Father, not like she remembered him anyway. She wasn't scared by this man, not like she was of her Father.

"Daddy?"

A smile broke out across his tear streaked face. "My baby!" He grabbed gold of her and she tensed, wondering what was happening. Images flashed in front of her. Memories that for some reason, someone had tried to hide from her. She put her arms around her Father and everything melted away, every false memory was revealed to her and she couldn't help but wonder who put them there in the first place.

"Richard is she there?"

The voice broke through her thoughts and brought Amy back to her Fathers arms. She heard the voice, and suddenly remembered.

In her false memory, her Mother was dead, killed in a bar by a group of youths with pool sticks. That's when her Father had turned on her.

But that was all fake. She extracted herself from her Fathers grip and walked towards her bedroom door. Along the landing were pictures from newspapers about her. She had been reported missing, but they had never given up hope.

She reached the top of the stairs and looked down at her Mother.

"Hi Mum," She said softly, her voice breaking as tears stated to fall down her cheeks.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain rip through her body. She fell to the floor and cried out.

'What's happening to me?!'

It felt like she was being stabbed everywhere, over every part of her over and over again. It was mever ending, but what was it?

Her parents had rushed to her side as she fell, trying to help her back up but she wouldn't.

"Amy?! What's wrong baby?!"

"Talk to me Amy, tell me what's wrong!"

"I have to get back. I have to get back to Wyatt" Was all she said. She was close to passing out from the pain but she had to get back there.

"Who's Wyatt?" She heard them asking each other.

With the last strength she had in her, she lifted her head of her Mothers legs and shouted as loud as she could. "I wish the Fairy King would come and take us away, right now!"

'If it worked for Jareth, it had to work for Wyatt. Right?'

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"Where is she Jareth?! I want her back right now!"

Wyatt and Marianna had arrive only seconds after Amy disappeared. Jareth was leaving against the wall and he looked terrible.

"She's gone" He sounded terrible too.

"What do you mean she's gone? Gone where?" Wyatt asked.

"She's at home" Marianna said. Wyatt stopped and looked at her. "She's at home, she's safe"

"What do you mean she's safe?! Do you have any idea what she went though at home?"

"No she didn't, she had a good life. They were false memories, a way to get her to hate her life so much that she would want to leave. I can see it all Wyatt!" She looked at Jareth, studying him for a moment, then she looked out of the window to the Labyrinth.

"What do you want with her?" She shouted. Wyatt was shocked and confused but Jareth wasn't fazed by it.

'She is ours! Where is she, we want her back!'

"She is not yours. You do not exist! You are just dust to her, dust and rocks! What do you want with her, what makes her so special?"

'We do not wish to talk with you, we want Amy!'

She looked back at Jareth, her eyes wide with fear. "Jareth who are they? I cant work it out, which means there's powerful magic at work here. I need to know Jareth. Who are they?"

Jareth looked her and smiled. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again they were pure black.

"We are the Tetramorph"

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Woah!

Ok just so you know, Tetramorph are actually like angels, but the name sounds a bit evil and I thought the morph bit would explain why Jareth was suddenly possesed by them. this chapter went a little weird but I think I know where im going with this so just stay with me!!

Love you all!

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