AN: I'm really excited and hyper for no reason. I have to get this chapter up. Will edit later. Promise. I can't think straight with my bird screeching in my ear, he won't shut up.
Jareth cursed as he watched the girl crumble to the ground. His eyes narrowed considerably as he watched a goblin stumble over with a mug of ale. With one sweeping move, Jareth kicked the goblin to the side and he began to circle the pit Toby had once sat in. Now, it held his lost love's friend. Maybe she knew of Sarah's disappearance. Something inside of him told him she was dead. He refused to believe.
Yet the girl in front of him. She looked so much like his dear Sarah. He scowled at himself for thinking such a thing. He sighed and slumped onto his throne, swinging one leg over the arm out of habit. This girl, the friend of Sarah, knew about the Labyrinth and its encounter with Sarah. She knew, she wrote an entire story about it.
A gloved finger brushed his lips as he began to think to himself, eyes glaring at one goblin who was cleaning his boot. The only filth on it was goblin. It didn't make much sense for a goblin to clean goblin off of a boot did it? He was allowing his mind to take him someplace other then the girl in front of him. Some would call him mad. He couldn't stay on one subject long without frustration building up.
Yet his attention was immediately drawn to the girl as she slowly woke up and snarled towards the goblin. Wait, snarl? He examined the girl closely, leaning forwards in his throne. The corners of his mouth turned up into a grin as he leaned back into his chair. Ahh, did she not know of what she was? She obviously did not as she looked around, confused.
"You." Those words struck Jareth's ears cold as she spotted him.
"Yes?" He merely replied, sneering ever so slightly.
"You know Sarah, don't you." That grabbed his attention. It was as if a hand had wrapped around his throat and heaved him to his feet. He merely nodded. "She came here, didn't she?" Again, a nod. "And you are the Goblin King." Her eyes narrowed as a hesitant nod came. "Jareth, the Goblin King." A nod once more. He couldn't speak, for some absurd reason.
"You don't look much." The grip around his throat loosened and he regained his voice.
"I beg your pardon?" He stammered.
"That got you to speak." She said, standing. "My name is Takibi, I already know yours so I don't think a proper introduction is needed at the moment."
"Do you know where Sarah is?" He cut in.
The desperate look in his eyes combined with his question obviously hit home, he saw it in her eyes. She didn't say anything for a very long time, clearing her throat every so often as she opened her mouth to speak.
"She's dead. She was hit...hit by an idiot a couple months ago." She sighed.
His surroundings began to go blurry as he slumped back into his throne. His finger traced his jaw-line subconsciously as he thought about it. He already knew that that happened. He refused to accept it at that time and now it was served on a silver platter. He sighed and placed his head in his hand. The tears would not come yet he was truly destroyed.
"I'm sorry." He looked towards her, he saw how sorry she really was. He saw the pain in her very eyes that was entangling their minds. He sighed and turned away.
"A goblin will show you to your room. You are to stay here, until I release you." He saw her mouth open in protest but it quickly closed as he glared. He saw something else in her eyes but it quickly disappeared to fast for him to realize what it was. He watched her go, following one of the 'sober' goblins down the hall to his right. "Oh, bloody hell." He sighed, rubbing his temples as he stood. He left the throne room without another word, heading for his bed chambers.
AN: Yes, I know it's short. The other chapters should be a bit longer.