Disclaimer: You know the drill. If I owned this, I would be rich and I would own Dumbo. The dvd. Sadly, I do not. So there! I'm poor: ( And I don't own Jareth! But I do own his evil twin… at least he looks like Jareth, right? But, I don't own his looks… so I just own an enigma! Wah! I don't want an evil spirit!
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Labyrinth: The Dream Never Ends
By: Eriksleadinglady
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Chapter 13: But living on in others, in memories and dreams
While the monsters where out conquering, Jouegh had transferred himself, Jareth, and Sarah to the Middle Kingdom. Once there, with a snap of his fingers, Jouegh transformed the entire Underground into the barren wasteland, where all the magical beings were shackled. After doing this, Jouegh walked confidently over to Jareth, who was still sitting by Sarah. When he was next to him, Jouegh lifted his fist, a glow of white light around it, and then swung it in a clockwise arc, causing Jareth to fly back and hit the stonewall behind him.
After he hit the wall, Jareth crumpled over to the ground, laying in a fetal position. Then Jouegh walked over to him again and kicked him in the stomach and punched him square in the jaw. Jouegh then wiped his nose and snorted at his pathetic brother, turning away from Jareth after he did so. Without looking back, Jouegh created an iron cell around Jareth in order to keep an eye on him.
Once Jareth was taken care of, Jouegh went to Sarah's side and crouched next to her. He checked her vital signs, nodded his approval, and then rose to his feet. In order to keep his prize secure, Jouegh created a large, glass coffin placed on a golden table stand. Inside of the coffin, he placed Sarah, arranging her Snow-White style.
Looking at Sarah, Jouegh looked back over his triumph. He had done everything he had set out to do: conquer the Labyrinth, enslave all beings, and receive all the magick of the Labyrinth. At this moment in time, life was good, and it would remain good forever and ever, for could overthrow him? There was no one left! With a smirk on his face, Jouegh turned away from his two captives and sat on his thrown. He looked to his left and created a large, gold crown adorned with sapphires, rubies, and emeralds. Raising his hands, he moved the crown from the desk and onto his head. Once he was settled, he relaxed into the thrown and smiled at his accomplishments.
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A couple hours later, Jouegh awoke after a slight doze, still sitting in his thrown, adorned with his treasure. He looked around him, startled for a moment, the past a little fuzzy. But when it all came back to him, he grinned delightedly. He was king and ruler of all. Sarah was secured and… Wait a minute… he thought. Wasn't Sarah…?
He looked at Sarah's glass coffin, but she was not there. He furrowed his brow. There was no possible way that she could have escaped, for she was indefinitely disabled in a coffin. However, as much as he tried to logically deny it, Jouegh could not change the fact that Sarah was not in her rightful place.
Jolting him out of his thoughts, he heard a rustling from behind him. Rising from his seat, Jouegh turned around to investigate the noise. When he did so, however, he was thrown backward from a jolt of purple light. It struck him square in the chest and sent him backward at the speed of light from its strength.
In a slight daze, Jouegh looked up from his seated position to find what had hit him. When he saw it, he stared at it in disbelief.
"No…" he whispered. "Impossible…"
Before him was Sarah, yet somehow, it wasn't Sarah. Her eyes were ablaze and her brown hair was floating out around her. She was in the air, about a foot above the ground and was moving slowly toward Jouegh. Her skin was still pulled taut around her bones, but her lips were a deep red.
When she spoke, her lips never moved. "Because you used me, destroyed you will be."
Jouegh couldn't process the information, still in a state of bewilderment. This could not be happening to him. Just a few seconds before, he had been the king of everyone. But now this… this thing was threatening him. And that magick it had used… it was so powerful. Testing his own magick, Jouegh tried to create something, anything, but found that it, no, he, was useless.
"Your magick is gone; you misused the bond," Sarah said. Her voice sounded to different. It was majestic, almost, sounding throughout the entire room, echoing off every wall.
"Who are you?" Jouegh finally managed to ask.
Immediately, after he had asked the question, a rush of air struck out at him, plastering him against the wall. "You dare to ask me who I am?" roared Sarah. "I am the magick. I am the power. I am the Labyrinth."
"But you're not alive!" yelled Jouegh, who only managed to enrage the entity even more.
"I give magick. I created you. You continue to say that I am not real? Perhaps you are not real…"
Suddenly Jouegh felt a weird feeling pulling at his body. He looked down and gasped in fear at what was happening to him. His body was disintegrating. Moving from his hands inward, his body was melting away into the air, until he was only a mere shadow.
"What have you done to me?"
"You take from me, I take from you. You take what I granted, I take back what I granted."
"My body? But... how?"
"I grant you life. In order to live, magick I give. The breath of life, from magick it comes."
"You've taken my life…" Jouegh whispered under his breath.
Sarah only nodded.
"What am I?"
"An empty shell. You are nothing; will always be nothing. Forever walking this earth, alone you will be. No one will see you, no one will feel you, and no one will make contact with you. Never able to move on, creature contact will never come. The after life for you does not exist. Hell for you will be this eternal mist."
Throwing him into a fit of panic, mist began to form in front of Jouegh's eyes until be could no longer see. Jouegh lifted his hand to the front of his face, but as hard as he tried, he could no longer see.
"Forever thirsty, you will be. Forever you will be hungry, but will find no meat."
Immediately Jouegh felt both hunger and thirst, but could not see or find anything to satiate him.
"Pain forever, your body will feel. Stuck in a burning flame, your body will never heal."
And just like before, what Sarah said happened. Jouegh felt like he was in a burning pit of fire with no way to escape. He screamed out in pain, clawing at his body, but nothing helped. Slowly he crumpled to the floor, weeping not only from the pain, but also from the fact that forever he would feel these things. Nothing would ever end and nothing would ever be taken away. Now he was officially damned.
"Go now, ye cursed being. Wander the earth with no hope, because this sentence is not fleeting."
Not wanting to get any more punishments thrust upon his head, Jouegh immediately left the room, following the wall as he went, hoping that he would not run into anything. He nearly tripped over the corner of the wall, but kept going on, as quickly a he could, needing to get away from the monster. He wanted food, he wanted water, and he wanted sight but knew that nothing would ever come to him. Forever he would want to kill himself, but he knew that he could never do that; he was dead. He was in hell and forever he would stay there.
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Back inside the castle, Jareth was sitting within his cell, staring at Sarah with awe. He had never seen anything like her before, nor had he ever imagined that this possession could take place. He had watched the seen with his brother just a few minutes before, and although he thought that he would feel happy, Jareth felt a little pity for Jouegh. The punishment that the Labyrinth had bestowed seemed fitting enough, but still, to live out his life in pain and misery was sad for any creature to endure.
After Jouegh left, Sarah turned her attention to Jareth. Slowly, still floating, she moved toward him, eyes still blazing with a red, fiery glow. When she was a few feet in front of the cell, the iron bars disappeared, enabling Jareth his freedom. Still, however, he did not move – did not dare to move.
Then Sarah's majestic voice filled the halls. "Jareth, Goblin King of the Labyrinth, you have aided me well. Although you failed, in it you did not dwell. Your brother now gone, you can live in peace. But for his punishment, you must not weep. Deserve it, he did. From it, he hid. Now forever in misery he will live."
She paused for a moment. "Soon I will return to my former being. Out of this body, I will be fleeing. Back my tree, I will watch over thee. But remember, Goblin King, this human love is not just a fling. Love is strong. You must not pass this up. Never let her go. Farewell, Jareth. Fear me, love me, and I will be your slave."
A faint smile played on Sarah's lips for a fleeting moment, and then a line of light rushed out of her mouth and rose over the castle, flying back to its realm. Once the magic was gone from her body, Sarah fell to the floor in a heap, unconscious.
Jareth rushed over to her and took her up in his arms. As if feeling him there, Sarah awoke and weakly whispered, "Jareth?"
The king only hushed her and said, "It's okay Sarah. It's all over now. Get some rest, my dear." Then as an afterthought he added, "And don't worry, I'll never let you go."
A/N: Only one more chapter, darlings! I hope you all have enjoyed this story thus far, and if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask! Please let me know what you think and how I can better myself as a writer! Thanks very much!
Much, much, much, much love,
E. Ll