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Last Time:

Building strength she knew she barely had, Jaden spoke in hardly a whisper. "A sleeping spell; you but a sleeping spell on me."

The King of Dagon and all that was evil smirked and nodded. "Can't have you calling for my bastard of a brother now can we. Better yet, you won't know here we are once we get to my castle."

"Bast-" started Jade, but she was unable to finish as she plummeted into oblivion.

This Time:

Daughter of the Labyrinth

Chapter 17- Deliver Her from Evil

Jareth plowed through his forest with deadly honed grace and determination. The Labyrinth's habitation of the saw their King radiating rage, with his magic flowing off of him in a thick crackling cloud, hid themselves. The Goblin King was a man one wouldn't want to cross paths with when in such a rage. The very Labyrinth shivered from the sheer vigor of its master's limitless wrath.

The King of Goblins ran through the forest following his beloved's scent. In the poring rain it was difficult, but could be done. Jareth knew if he lost Jade's trail he'd loose her to his elder dark brother, and more then likely never see her whole again.

"Zaynon…you lay a finger on her and I'll rip you apart with my own hands," growled the enraged fae king under his breath.

A malevolent chuckle filled the air, echoing through and about the eerie drenched forest. Jareth skidded to a stop in the center of a clearing as his mismatched eyes trailed over his surroundings. He took notice that Jade's scent ended in the clearing he now stood, which meant only one thing.

Peering at the rain soaked ground, Jareth found the mud was upturned and large grooves were spread across the ground. These were signs of a struggle, very clear signs of an attack. Kneeling down for a closer inspection, the King saw large cat-like paw prints of the shadows cats. Right next to a cluster of them, Jareth found and retrieved a piece of deep purple velvet cloth.

Uncontrollable rage filled Jareth to the very core as he stroked the torn, soaked and must covered cloth that had once been part of a beautiful dress. Rising to his booted feet Jareth glared into the surrounding woods, searching and probing for one man.

"Zaaaaynooon!!"

Jareth's roaring voice was like the very thunder in the sky, and even the rain couldn't subdue the eerie echo the Goblin King's voice created. Neither could the rain and thunder drone out the spine chilling laughter of the Dark King of Dagon.

"Come no little brother, don't get all upset," chuckled Zaynon as his angelic voice swirled around the clearing. "You were the one that betrayed little Jaden after all."

Jareth searched the forest for his so called brother through narrowed eyes. "I did nothing to betray Jaden! You were the one that twisted my words!!"

The malevolent mirth filled the clearing, but soon solidified to come from behind the Goblin King. "That's true enough I guess; better to twist truths then to weave new lies."

The King of Goblins spun about o face his bastard of a brother, and went into a battle ready stance, only to freeze mid-motion at what his elder twin brother held.

"JADEN!!"

Zaynon grinned at the look of grief and dismay that flowed over Jareth's face. "Yes, it's our dear little Jaden, little brother. But don't worry, she's only sleeping."

"You bastard," seethed the silver haired fae as he clutched the ripped cloth in a leather fist. "Let her go before something really bad happens to you Zaynon."

"Ooooh, is that so," droned out the dark fae, mockingly quaking where he stood. "Not very threatening when it's your little brother is doing the threatening." The dark haired fae looked down at his prize cradled in his arms, slumbering on unknowingly. "She brings out the best and worst in us my dear brother."

Jareth took a threatening step forward. "Release her Zaynon, or so help me…"

The Dark Lord lifted a delicately arched brow in question, as he shifted the mortal female in his arms. "I think not Jareth; she's the trophy I fairly won."

"Win fairly my ass! You mislead her with your lies," snarled Jareth, eyes narrowed to slits.

"Not lies," pointed out the dark fae. "Half truths; you failed to tell her the details of your love affair; I only told her my more twisted version."

"Zaynon you scum!! LET HER GO!!"

And as quick as lightning the King of Goblins sprang forward reaching out to snatch his beloved from his evil brother's hands. All Jareth snatched though, was thin air. Zaynon had disappeared before Jareth's very eyes and he hadn't even seen it with his eyes open. Pivoting to his right, the silver haired fae face his brother once more.

Jareth snarled flashing his perfect fangs. Clutching his leather clad fists, the King of Goblins conjured up lightning with his hands.

"Na, ha, haa; temper, temper Jareth. You do that now and you might hit Jade," sneered the majestic dark fae. "We can't have that now can we?"

"Give. Her. BACK!!" roared Jareth and the whole Labyrinth shook.

The eldest son of King Vannor let a small devilish grin spread across his face, distorting his flawless features. "You want her, come and get her."

And Jareth did. Through the pelting rain and rolling thunder, the youngest brother rushed the older. Sword was clutched in his hand as he raised it to spear Zaynon on it. He risked hurting Jade, he knew that much, but a small injury would be better then a life time in the Dark King's home, and evil embrace.

Yet when Jareth was in range of cutting Zaynon down, he disappeared again. The silver haired fae king spun around to seek the Dark Prince, but found nothing but the falling sheets of rain. Zaynon wasn't to be found only his fading shrill laughter was left, yet even that was fading.

"ZAAAAAYNOOOOON!!"

The only response Jareth received from his screech of rage was more laughter as he sank to his knees in defeat. Lucky for him the falling rain hid his tears of shame for failing the one thing he had promised never to fail.

"…Jaden…"

-O-

"Mmmm…" whimpered Jaden as she roused herself from the depths of deep peaceful slumber.

She didn't want to wake though, she was far too comfortable. The sheets and blankets she lay between were soft, fluffy, and the perfect temperature to help one sleep. The pillow her head rested on was so fluffy with feathers, her head sank into its mass, just the way she liked it. Jareth's enormous bed was like heaven to the mortal girl stricken with nightmares of a dark fae lord and lies.

Softly moaning again as she turned onto her back, Jade struggled to rouse herself from the comfortable bed. Blinking her sleep stricken eyes, Jade stared up at the dark velvet canopy till her vision cleared. Yet Jade found the dark ebony velvet not in her memory of the Goblin King's bed. Jareth preferred his bed open and large; this bed was confined in curtains, still large however.

"I must be still dreaming," murmured Jaden narrowing her eyes up at the peek of the canopy.

A lazy chuckle sounded right next to her with a masculinity Jade couldn't recognize past her fogged brain.

"I think I must be dreaming as well to have such an attractive young woman in my own bed," sad the voice from right above her as if standing over her.

Lazily turning her head the raven haired mortal found a darkly dressed fae male standing next to her bedside. Squinting in the murky darkness to get a better look at the mystery males features, Jade stared. She made out long hair tided back, but not a color in the darkness. The clothes were black as well; some was even leather from what she could make of it. Jade saw pale flawless skin and the sheer height of the man she thought Jareth. But to the girl's surprise the fae lined down to her and she saw who stood above her.

Flinching away with a shriek Jade struggled liberate herself from the confining sheets. "Zaynon, you fucking bastard; what are doing in here!?"

Zaynon lined back on his heels, chuckling clearly amused at Jade's disgruntled expression. "I should ask you that question my dear. You are after all in my castle, in my personal chambers, let alone my own bed. Or did you miss that little detail?"

Jaden stared at the Dark King of Dagon with an expression both of fear and disbelief. Letting her unbelieving emerald eyes wonder, Jade took in the fact that she was not in Goblin Castle. The once beautiful grey stone was replaced with dark black stones as polished and smooth like silk. The openness and warmth Jareth's home was lacking in the elder brother's seemingly restricted and cold home. Where Jareth's home radiated a cautious curiosity and mystery; Zaynon's castle radiated darkness and despair. Jade looked up from taking in the plain bedroom to see the fae give her a lazy grin. It was then that Jaden felt reality come crashing down on her.

"It wasn't a dream then," she whispered softly clutching the blankets in a white knuckled grip.

Zaynon lined forward, his face towering over the fearful mortal girl. "From what you've been through with me, your naivety surprises me." The Prince of Darkness lined down further and Jade flinched away. "If you dreamt I kidnapped you, I certainly did in life; I always get what I want."

Jaden glared fire and daggers as her bright green eyes darkened with contempt. "Where's Jareth?"

The elder brother grinned as he returned to his full height. "He's most likely throwing a tantrum in his throne room at the loss and failure of protecting you; so childish?"

"And you're not?" sneered Jaden snuggly as she watched the badass fae glare. "If fighting over little ol'me isn't childish, I don't know what is?"

Before she knew it, Jade found herself pinned down into the mattress trying to breath past the iron vice about her throat. Between tears and squinted eyes, the human teen saw the vicious glare that Zaynon pinned her with, while straddling her petite waist.

"Listen closely wench," growled the King of Dagon his hand still around the fragile mortal neck. "You are still alive because of my good graces, and the fact that you are of use to me! But should you become more of a nuisance then you are worth," the clawed hand tightened around Jade's throat as she gasped for breath as well as from the agony he inflicted on her. "I will not hesitate to kill you…Jaden."

Zaynon released his hand, wrenching it away as if disgusted with himself for touching the little female human. Still straddling the young woman's waist, he glared down with the intensity of all the power in Hell.

Jaden missed it however, she was too busy coughing uncontrollably and crawling away from the power hungry son to care what kind of look he gave her. With a hand grasping her abused throat and once praising her weak body the young teen made it to the foot of the bed; as far away from him as she could get. Her coughing soon subdued as she kneeled there staring at the fae as she waited for another attack on her person.

"You'll really kill me?" she asked in a raspy voice caused by her straggling.

Zaynon grinned as his cold molten gaze sparkled mischievously. "Do you doubt me my dear?"

Jaden struggled to suppress the shiver of dread climbing her spinal cord; she didn't succeed, Zaynon saw and smirked in response. "Would you kill something that you went out of your way to get?"

In a flash of dark smoky mist Jade felt the painful chill of black stone on her naked back where her ruined dressed didn't cover. Then a raw twinge bloomed on the side of her neck and Jaden inhaled sharply. Forcing open her eyes, the abused girl took in the blankness of Zaynon's face as he stared down at her. The dagger in his hand at Jade's neck was steady and no where near hesitant.

Jade swallowed nervously and felt the sharpened blade dig deeper into the frail skin of her neck.

"Do you wish to test you little theory my dear girl?"

Jade remained completely silent as she glared at the man holding her against her will, in both his kingdom and against the damn wall.

Zaynon smirked as he withdrew the small weapon, placing it once more in its scabbard at his waist. The cold yellow eyes never leaving Jade's pale fear filled face. The ruby trickles of blood contrasting nicely with the pale, near translucent silky skin of Jade's slender neck. The Dark Fae leered down at Jaden as he slowly drew closer to her.

Watching, Jade knew she could do nothing to stop the man pinning her. Zaynon just descended on her in an agonizing slow decline that tormented her with uncertainty of his true intentions. She loved Jareth; she would die before letting his older twin brother kiss her, so she turned her head away. Only though she had her chin trapped in a barbed iron grip; Zaynon's clawed hand. He had forced her to face him, pointing her face up toward him and to stare into his piercing frozen gaze. She tried struggling, but it was futile, so the dark fae's lips descended onto her own in a surprisingly gentle caress. Jade still refused to react however; she didn't struggle, but neither did she react to the kiss.

Zaynon's lips turned upward in an arrogant smirk as he continued his caress infuriated Jaden. Unable to stand it any further she began to struggle; pounding against his iron chest with pathetically weak fists. The mocking smile only increased as Zaynon's lips left her own to trail down her jaw line and slowly travel down her neck. Jaden merely thought the fae's intent was to assault her further with unwanted kisses, but as he grew closer to her wound, the teenager grew panicky.

A snuffed cry filled Jade's throat as her fear was realized. Zaynon held her firmly against his muscular chest as he licked and devoured the blood she shed. And it did it none to gently either.

The Dark Lord was merciless in his devouring. He nibbled; licked and sucked the open would trying to get each and every drop of ruby liquid. He felt himself becoming steadily stronger with every swallow of blood she took by force. Jade's feeble struggles didn't irritate him, as much as it excited him; the tear and whimpers only encouraging him. The mortal's strange blood was so addictive, so delicious; overflowing with her nonconforming and limitless power. The dark fae couldn't restrain himself any further, so he dove head first into his feast; more to the point he just bit down.

"AHHHH!!" cried out Jade in pain as Zaynon's razor sharp fangs sank into her neck; the agony bring her struggles back anew. "LET GOO OF MEEEE!!"

She pounded; she kicked the best she could against the obvious stranger being. Jade cried out in both pain as well as determination, hoping her screams would cause the blood lusting fae to let her go. He didn't though, his answers to her screams was only the act of biting down harder. The raven haired teen let loose another cry of pain in response.

"Silence woman, your only making it harder for yourself," half mumbled Zaynon with is fangs still puncturing the girl's flesh.

Jade whimpered and fought back tears of despair, as she realized she was weakened by blood lose. She was never one to give up…never did she turn tail and run from a fight once she knew she was involved. Too prideful and stubborn she was; something Jareth proudly pointed out to her; a trait that had attracted him he had said.

"Jareth," she thought as she gazed up at the ceiling with glazed eyes, picturing Jareth's smiling face.

"Finally deciding to be quiet?" asked Zaynon, his mouth still full with Jaden's bleeding flesh.

Snarling as she clenched her fists, Jade pushed against the fae who barely moved. "Didn't your mother tell you…NEVER TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL!!" And as her outraged yell reverberated off the stone walls, Jade brought her knee up hard into her captures gut.

He yelped more out of surprise then pain. Zaynon still however, had released his fang-filled hold on Jaden's neck to take a step back from the spitfire mortal. In doing so, the dark fae king found a fist flying out at him, striking him square against the cheek. Stumbling back even further in shock, Zaynon took in Jaden's hunched and weakened form. Her breath came in heaving breaths and her lids shut tight against pain as well as dizziness. The weak mortal had struck him twice, and he was never one to let such things go unpunished.

"Bitch," he roared and sprang forward with his inhuman speed.

Before Jaden knew what happened, the Dark Prince slapped her across the face, forcing her weak form to the stone floor. She just lay there; struggling for breath, and fighting off pain, she barely heard Zaynon kneel down by her.

He growled loudly down at her. "Try that again pet, and there'll be worse thing coming to you."

Jade just whimpered softly in her throat blocking out thoughts of worse punishment.

"Open you eyes and answer me!!"

Emerald pools of pain and sorrow fluttered open and stared up at Zaynon's face aglow in fire light from the hearth at the mortal's back. "I understand," she whispered hoarsely as a tear left the corner of her eye.

Zaynon grinned devilishly as h took his full height. "Good; so now I'll tell you the situation you are under."

Jade let herself remain immobile on the icy stone floor; even this close to the fire it was still cold. She listened, but never acknowledged.

"Your blood holds the power you possess, and I plain on using that to my advantage." Zaynon gave a lazy grin to the woman-child and took pride in seeing her quake on the floor in sheer dread. "So get used to the biting sessions my dear, for they will be many." With nothing further to say Zaynon turned on his hell and walked to the double bedroom doors.

Jade left there on the floor shivered as she drew herself into a ball; things couldn't get any worse for her. "Jareth…" she droned out mournfully knowing now that all Zaynon had said was a complete lie. How could she ever even half believe the scumbag named Zaynon over her beloved Goblin King. "Jareth… I'm sorry…"

Malevolent mirth filled the eerie bedroom and Jade cringed involuntarily in response. "Jareth won't be coming for you little Jaden; not any time soon anyway," and the turning of a key in a lick was Jade's signal that Zaynon had made his departure.

Collapsing further into herself, Jade felt the flood of tears coming and didn't fight them off as she normally would; she didn't have the energy. Weeping openly upon a foreign floor, in a foreign castle and even in a more foreign Kingdom of Dagon, Jade sobbed out all her sorrows. All the while she lay there calling out one name and on plea.

"…Jareth…save me…"

A/N: here you guys go, another chapter done! I'm surprised I got this done in one afternoon, course its not as long as some other but whatever. I don't know how often I'll be updating with graduation coming so give a little slack in the near future.

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BLAZE

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