Bringing together what should have always been
AN: Please note I do not have a Labyrinth Beta. All mistakes are mine. This is for my friend Jessa Lynn, since like me, she like fics on the Labyrinth XD, and thanks to everyone who loves this story too. To everyone who had given me the support to keep this fic going, thank you!
Rated M
Chapter 17
The scene that Jareth ran into was a disaster. Two male goblin guards where dead while several female goblins were looking to be controlling several hysterical goblin children. One was screaming "My daddy, my daddy". It was then that Jareth realized that the one goblin guards were the child's father.
"What happened here?"
"My King, a woman in a dark purple dress appeared with two Trolls. Lady Sarah was trying to get us down stairs, and before we knew what happened, the two trolls appeared and killed the guards that were protecting us and Lady Sarah and then the woman grabbed Lady Sarah and vanished"
Jareth cursed under his breath. Sarah had been kidnapped, and if what the goblin midwife said was true, then he knew who was responsible. He gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"Damn you Karenith, you'll pay for this!"
The Elfin Guards were shocked when the Queen was taken by the Troll King and her beloved had been stabbed. One Elf yelled for a healer as the others carried Christopher quickly into the Queens chambers that was not to far off away. As they laid him down, the healer ran in. Seeing Christopher, he quickly asked what happened. He mumbled angrily under his breath as a guard explained that the Queen had been taken and her beloved ran through while trying to save her. Unlike others, he knew the Queen was with this mortal's child.
"Don't just stand there Damnit! Notify the Goblin Kingdom and Avalon immediately. They need to know what has happened!"
A guard ran out to do just that. Other guard had no choice but to fight his way down to the lower game room. As heart breaking as it was for the Elf guard to think about, it was looking like Princess Jessica had just become Queen Jessica at the tender age of 13.
Herald arrived in the dungeons and had just thrown Christina into a padded cell when Karenith arrived with Sarah. Not realizing yet she was in the process of turning Fae, they threw her into the same cell. The Troll King and Princess laughed as Sarah saw Christina lying limply on the floor and ran to her.
"Christina! Oh My God, Christina please tell me you're ok? Answer me please!"
"It doesn't matter you little bitch, you both belong to us now. Let the bitch die, we will soon have her kingdom"
"You're a despicable, evil bitch; you know that Karen"
Karen just laughed as she heard Sarah yell at her. It wasn't like her daddy could save her now. She was now the property of the Troll Kingdom. She was now hers to torture as she saw fit for the rest of Sarah's short, mortal life.
"I think you should be more worried about yourself right now you little whore. Don't think I can't smell the Goblin King on you. It's completely sickening. I hope you had fun though while it lasted. But no matter, soon you will smell like the Troll King as he takes you as his new sex slave. His old one was damaged and needs time to heal. You will make a poor replacement, but it is the least you can do for him after all. I gave you to him and you ran away like a naughty child. Don't think it won't go unpunished"
Sarah knew she was in deep trouble, but right now all that mattered was Christina's well being. She checked her pulse and found it strong and was relieved she had only passed out from the rough transport. She though was not as calm as she probably needed.
"You both won't get away with this. Jareth, the Goblin Kingdom, Elfin Kingdom, and all of Avalon will come for us and then you will pay for your sins painfully, and trust me, I will watch all of it gleefully. It's the least I can do"
Karen and Herald just laughed. What could a mortal do to them? They were Fae for the Gods sakes. She was just a trapped mortal and was just mouthing off.
"My Dear Sarah" spoke Herald, "I would speak nicely if you don't want me forcing myself on you before the battles are over. So watch your tongue. That is, unless you would like me to take you now instead? I can promise you, I'm a much better lover than Jareth is"
"You can keep your filthy hands to yourself, you sicko. Not to mention I highly doubt you are better than Jareth at anything. I belong to my King, not you! If you touch me, Jareth will kill you slowly and with pleasure. So stay away from me!"
Both Fae walked away not noticing Sarah's hands shaking in fury. They didn't realize she was turning Fae and her animal had yet been developed. But she knew also that Jackson had said rest would bring back her magic, so she took Christina to the far corner of the room, and rested. If she was right, the bastard had drained Christina to make her pass out and they put her in the same cell as Christina, meaning they didn't know she was already Half Fae with very low magic reserves. She would wait intil her magic was back and try and transport them out. She only hoped her plan worked.
King Arthur was livid. Not only had the Troll King kidnapped his pregnant daughter, but also his daughter in law. His soon to be son in law laid in their bed with a nasty sword wound to the stomach, which left his 13 year old granddaughter as Queen for the moment. His wife was inconsolable and with good reason. Jessica was in no way ready for the task that was forced upon her and Jareth would either fall into the deepest depression, or lose his temper and go berserk on the Troll Kingdom with out backup available. Either option was not a pleasant one. After all, the last thing Jareth was known for when crossed was forgiveness. But then again it was like they said; Like father, like son.
He walked into his court with anger filled eyes, and everyone made haste to get out of his way. They all knew who he was looking for. Lance was on the far side of the room, looking over reports he had recently received from his niece Jessica and his guard. He did not look pleased. As he heard the footsteps approaching, Lance did not look up. He knew who they belonged to by heart.
"The tunnels run the length of the kingdoms, about 30 feet below the surface. They have crude supports, but they are passable if careful. Jessica wants to know can she send a few Fae and Elfin soldiers down into the tunnels to see where they lead. She wants to send the troll 'scum' running. Also we have found the traitor that was in our mists. A small gnome that had a very severe complex obedience spell cast upon it to set up watching seals inside the Royal Court's alcoves. The poor little man probably didn't even realize it had on him. We removed it and all the seals he had placed up. Poor creature was scared shitless when we approached him"
Arthur had to snicker at his oldest granddaughter's chose of words. But the fact Jessica was also asking advice was a sign of good leadership. She wanted to know if she should proceed with her plans by asking those who have been at war before her. She was showing good judgment, and for that Arthur was proud.
He wasn't surprised that the gnome had no knowledge of the obedience spell cast upon him. Gnomes were usually the easiest to cast that particular spell on. He was just glad he had been caught and helped, and all the harmful seals removed. Herald had probably done it a while back when he last attended court, the despicable man.
"What does Jareth think about it?"
"Jareth hasn't responded to my hail on the crystals father. Not to mention the elves have already seen goblins in the tunnels. Apparently Jareth has either already sent troops in, or we have a bunch of pissed off goblins on our hands that don't like that their Lady has been taken. It is well known that Sarah is respected by a lot of them for her efforts beforehand to save innocent lives. They might be looking for revenge"
At this Arthur pinched the bridge of his nose. It was true that goblins were loyal to his son, so it would make sense that if the Troll King hurt the his son by hurting Sarah, they were triggering a goblin revolt due to the harm being placed on not one, but two of the people the Goblin community loved. The problem was it safe to enter the tunnels if there was the possibility of there being rouge goblins within them.
Jareth sat on his throne, tapping his boot with his riding crop. He was trying to calm down and think logically, but his temper was not easily subsided. That bastard had his Sarah! He knew his brother was trying to contact him. He knew why. He had felt the disturbance deep within him right before he had heard Sarah scream.
Christina had been injured or taken. It was well known that some Fae families could sense trouble within their families, and the Fae royal family had one of the strongest bonds known in the Underground. The problem was he was completely furious and he didn't want to snap at an innocent person for not feeling the trouble with Sarah before hand. In other words, the Goblin King was licking his wounds and kicking himself in the ass.
An elf entered the throne room, cautiously watching the Goblin King. The small female elf could feel the anger rolling off the Goblin King in strong and harmful waves, and she knew she had to proceed with caution. She was not looking forward to informing his majesty of the current events, but her princess knew no one could reach her uncle. But it was also foolish to approach an angry Fae, especially this one.
"May I enter Goblin King?"
Jareth looked over to the small elf and knew it must be bad if an elf messenger had been sent to him. He pinched the bridge of his nose before responding.
"I know something has happened to Queen Christina. I felt it. Sarah has been taken as well. I have goblins in the Troll tunnels trying to see if they can be used to rescue them both through them. How is Christopher and the children holding up?"
The small elf took a deep breath in relief. The Goblins were under orders, which meant they weren't rouge, which was a worry in Avalon. She cringed at the last question though. She was not looking forward to answering it.
Jareth noticed the little elf tense and cringe at the question he asked. He did not like what that applied, but he sat quietly waiting for her response. He didn't have to wait long for the ball to be dropped.
"His Lordship, Sir Christopher has a sword would to the stomach. He is currently being healed and attended to. He was injured trying to save our queen. Your niece, Princess Jessica is acting as Queen right now intil we know more on her mother. I'm sorry your majesty, but could you please contact Avalon and our kingdom for a crystal conference, they need to speak with you post haste"
Jareth's right hand fisted so hard his nails were digging in, making his hand bleed. Christopher had tried to protect his sister, and was run through for his troubles. No matter how smart Jessica was, she was not ready for this responsibility, especially not during a war. He could no longer sit by idle, he had to act.
"Thank you my dear, you may return to your kingdom and let them know I will be with them in a moment"
The elf went to turn away, but then turned back around.
"Sir, may I ask a quick question?"
"Yes you may" Jareth responded. He really didn't have time for this.
"Was it 'The Sarah' that was taken sir?"
Jareth was perplexed at the question. What was this little elf getting at?
"Yes, why?"
The little elf smiled before answering. Her response brought Jareth new hope and pride in his beloved.
"Then all will be fine Your Majesty. Lady Sarah is well known for her wit and determination. If I had to trust anyone with our Queen as a prisoner of war, it would be your Sarah. I have faith she will find a way to save herself and our Queen"
Jareth smiled at the small elf and watched her fad away in a pillar of smoke. She was right after all, if anyone could escape and save herself and Christina, it was Sarah. The Troll Kingdom didn't know who they were messing with. Christina was bad enough pissed off, but they also had Sarah to contend with now as well. He almost felt sorry for the Troll King and his awful sister. Almost.
Sarah felt as her powers came back to full strength. That soup she had consumed was finally working and she could feel Christina coming too as well. She pushed some of her magic into the Fae Queen and watched as she awoke in her arms.
"Sarah?"
"Yes, it's me. Keep your voice down, we don't want anyone to know your awake Christina"
Christina quickly understood and watched as Sarah pushed Magic into her. Jareth must have cast the spell to start making Sarah into a Fae. She had to hand it to her brother; he had picked one heck of a Queen. She saw a tray of food in the corner, untouched. Sarah was smart not to eat it. She could tell from were she was that it was poisoned.
Sarah quickly used her magic to produce a bowl of soup and handed it to Christina. Christina took it as Sarah conjured herself one and they quickly drank it. It was then Christina realized it wasn't ordinary soup. It was something her uncle Draco would drink when she and Jareth were younger. How Sarah knew about, she didn't know, but she was glad she did, as she felt it building up her magic quickly.
Sarah drank her soup quickly, feeling it working with her existing magic. After finishing, she quickly used her magic to take away the bowls and transfer them back to where she got them. She then looked around the door of there cell. She saw one troll guard, and smiled. She used her magic to knock out the guard and then open the door. She turned to Christina to find the woman right behind her.
Christina quickly cast a dampening spell on her and Sarah so it would be hard to tell them apart from the other trolls and quickly left the cell. They weren't going to stay and find out what the Troll King had in store for them.
Herald and Karen were lying in bed after one of their current escapades. If he had known she was exactly like him, he would have taken her years ago. The whole reason she screwed with mortals was because she got bored so easily. She had married that mortal only because she was losing her powers and with no information in the aboveground, she had used the last of her magic to form an identity and a love spell on the man. She needed someone to take care of her. She hadn't expected to become pregnant.
He looked down at Karenith's blond curls and sighed. He was getting too involved with her. Not only were they in the middle of a war, but she was his sister. He knew it was wrong, but he just didn't care. As far as he was now concerned, she was his from now on. If he couldn't produce an heir, he would have to go back into the Goblin Kingdom and take back the boy she had birthed previously. It wouldn't be a far stretch to proclaim the boy as his. And rightfully he was a member of the Troll kingdom royal family. Now all he had to do was convince Karenith.
"Karenith, wake up, I need to ask you something"
Karen woke up groggily. He seriously couldn't want another round. She was too exhausted. But one look in his eyes and Karen knew this had nothing to do with sex. He was being serious about something else.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, but how do you feel about me naming Tobias as my heir? With that mortal husband of your probably dead, you're his only parent and no one needs to know his true birth. What do you think?"
Karen sat up and thought back for a bit. She had a long time to torture and insult Sarah now that she was captured. The way she and Toby clung to each other, it would kill the girl even more the have her watch Toby be raised as royalty and to make the boy hate the girl. Another form of torture was fine with her, and Toby would be raised the way he should have always been raised.
"Seems like a good idea to me. It would hurt that little bitch even more that Toby started calling you daddy and raised to hate and despise her. He would be what he should have always been and we get a new way of breaking the girl, which in turn breaks Jareth, which will please you. Sounds good"
Herald had to smile at the way Karenith thought of things. She was truly evil, just like him. He was going to enjoy having her by his side. When he felt the magic shift, then shift again in the castle, he couldn't help but smile bigger.
"I just felt the magic shift in the castle. Seems like the bitch and the Elf Queen have gotten the food I left for them. We will go see the results after while. The food was poisoned and will drain Christina's magic and cause a world of pain for Sarah. They are no match for us now"
Karen giggled at the thought of both women withering in pain in the dungeons. It gave her great pleasure to know they were in tremendous pain.
"Maybe later yes, but first we need to get cleaned up and figure out a way to destroy the remaining forces in own new kingdoms so we can take over. Then we attack Avalon"
"I like the way you think my queen. Come, let's get cleaned up and read the reports. There is still much to be done.
"Your Queen?" Karen whispered to herself as she watched her brother slither out of bed and walk calmly towards the adjoining bathroom. She admired his backside as he walked, but his comment surprised her. She didn't think he would ever think of her that way, but after the current events, she really couldn't say she could complain.
In his private library, Jareth sat back and talked to his Brother, father and niece via crystal conference. While they had a lot to discuss, he didn't like the reports that were coming out of the Elfin Kingdom.
"We see no sign of Trolls intil we reach the borders. Then we encountered several squads. We can take them, but I want your advice first my uncles. I know of several goblins that want to form another tunnel to go around the underground troll camps, but I don't know it that would be safe or wise. The opening to the tunnels might be just beyond out line of sight on the other side of the line. Instead of close to the castle, where we can't see them, they could be up close and way too personal."
Jareth knew his niece was right, but he still liked the idea.
"I can use some magic to deter the Trolls and to stabilize the new tunnel. We might as well use what they have made against them. Not to mention it might be a good way to get our troops in to attack them as they have attacked us, and we still need to find Christina and Sarah"
"I agree with you son" replied The Fae high King, "But Jessica is only looking out for both sides. Remember son, its not just the Goblin Kingdom at war, it's also the Elfin Kingdom and Jessica has to look out for her own as well."
"Grandfather" Jessica spoke up; "Is there anyway uncle Lance can get here sooner than tomorrow evening? I know you are talking to us on the road Uncle Lance, but I would feel a lot better if I had the Fae troops here to help out the Goblin and Elfin troops. Not to mention when grandmother will arrive again. My siblings have been restless since our mother has been taken, and you know how the twins admire Uncle Jareth. I'm afraid they will run off into the tunnels to help fight with him if grandma Gwenivere doesn't get here soon."
Jareth and Lance had forgotten how their nephews could be. Hot headed and fierce like their mother, they would jump in head first and try to help, but only get in the way. Jessica might look a lot like her mother, but she was calmer than Christina, much like her father was. She thought things threw more like her father and also worried more like he had.
"How about this" said Lance. "I can make the Fae troops move quicker if Jareth would send us some of that special herb he uses there. Our magic would be stronger and we could transport there with our equipment quicker and arrive faster?"
"Agreed" replied Jareth and arranged the 'herbal soup' to be sent to the Fae forces. The sooner they got here the better. He had to agree at it would be better from both sides if backup was close.
Just then, a goblin ran in with a report. Reading it, Jareth smiled a smile that made Lance and Jessica's blood run cold. His father just looked one amused. After all, Jareth got the look from him.
"Two bowls of the soup disappeared from out kitchens a few moments ago. When they returned, they were empty, but the one had lip gloss on the bowl. Sarah was wearing lip gloss when taken. Her powers have come in. that means my Sarah has found a way to free herself, and therefore Christina. Two bowls, two kidnap victims. It means they are both alive."
Jessica gave a sigh of relief. Her mother was safe. That meant her kingdom would be safe once she was returned. But she still had concerns. There were problems with the situation she felt were not being taken into consideration. The theory connected to the two bowls was a weird thing for her uncle to bring up. She thought he was grasping at straws.
"Reports state that mom was fighting before she was taken, so there might be the chance she has been hurt. Not to mention she is with child. Are you sure both bowls were consumed by two people and not one?"
"Yes", replied Jareth. "The second had no lip gloss, which applies to your mother. Which is a very good thing my dear. No worries my niece, your mother will be returning soon"
Sarah and Christina had reached the inside of the castle, but had to quickly hide in an alcove as several troll soldiers came rushing past. Thinking their escape had been discovered; they jumped out the window across form them and quickly hid underneath several bushes. After seeing the coast clear, they started over towards the castle walls.
At the main walls were many large apple trees. They quickly climbed up the trees and to the wall. Looking through the branches, they saw a few horses grazing on the grass below. That was when they heard the commotion behind them.
"We need to find those females before the King finds out they ran off! Where do you think they would have gone?"
"The tunnels the King and Queen just produced where on the other side of the dungeons. We should look there first. Then search the castle. They might be hiding inside. They couldn't have gotten far. One is a mortal girl and the Elfin Queen can't use her magic yet as the food they were given was poisoned"
The two women watched as the Troll guards scurried off in different directions before climbing down the castle walls to the horses below. Quickly grabbing the two closest horses, they mounted them and took off. There was a tree line ahead, and the deeper they got within the tree line, the safer they would be to use their magic. They just hoped they wouldn't be caught. They had no clue at the moment just how close they were to the front lines.