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Here we go again…I do not own Labyrinth!
Jareth paced his throne room, waiting for his minions to return to his palace.
"How long does it take a couple of goblins too—"
"Your Highness," A young female goblin, named Jekla, ran into the room, bowing. "They've returned with the human girl and would like to know what to do with her."
"Well, bring her here and let me speak with her!" He demanded, standing tall.
"Um, well…" The goblin hesitated.
"Well, what is it!?"Jareth yelled, holding his cane up to the creature threateningly.
Hoping to cover up the other goblins' mistake, Jekla said, "When the others found the human, she was, um, unconscious? Yeah, that's it…Unconscious! And she still is, so…"
"Then take her to my quarters and wait until she wakes up, you idiot!" Kicking the goblin from the room, the king took his seat back on his throne and conjured a crystal to look into. He expected to find his love asleep in his bed, but what he saw instead angered him greatly.
Sarah was being dragged by her hair across his room; her eyes closed and her forehead bleeding. One of the larger goblins that was helping to drag her threw the girl on the bed roughly, her limbs swinging around like a rag doll. The thing that was wrapped around her came undone at the top, reveling half of the girl to the goblins around her. They all gasped and began to giggle, moving to get a closer look—
And that's when Jareth appeared in the room, sending each of the goblins to the Bog of Eternal Stench.
With a wave of his gloved hand, Jareth healed the bleeding scar on her forehead. Smiling as her face relaxed slightly, the king made a long, white nightgown appear around the sleeping girl, trying to get the image of her naked form out of his already clouded head.
The sleeping girl stirred slightly and sighed, grabbing the black blankets with her hands and kicking her feet slightly.
"Un…Toby," She whispered, her eyes shaking slightly, as if she was trying to wake herself up.
So she was still worried about her younger brother? This made the king chuckle as he made a tall, dark red chair appear for him to sit in. Now he could watch his love sleep.
~!~
Black and purple swirls filled the teen's head as different sparks of light danced inside of her eyes. Was she dreaming?
Sally woke slowly, sighing and sinking deeper into the large pillows. Feeling the softness of the sheets made her smiling, shaking her head and giggling silently. But then a few memories hit her;
Run, Lady Sarah!
You must be the Lady Sarah!
How is it that you do not remember, Lady Sarah?
Hello Sarah, SMASH!
It took her a moment to remember what had happened, or what she thought had happened. But, realizing that she was in bed, Sally assumed it was all just one hell of a dream—
"Are you awake, precious Sarah?" This new voice made Sally's eyes snap open, only to see that it was not her mother's old pale ceiling above her, but a grey canopy. And she wasn't wearing her Batman pajamas…it was some sort of dressy thing?!
Sally sat up quickly, blankets flying off of her as she did. Looking around her—at the beautiful furniture and walls in this mysterious room—trying to find the source of the voice.
"Do not be confused, my Sarah, for you are just back where you belong."
Turning to the right, Sally came face to face with the most creepy/handsome man she had ever seen. But she was too frightened to think about his looks.
She opened her mouth to scream, but Sally's lips were suddenly very busy.
~!~
"Do you understand, Miss Williams?" The lawyer said to her client, looking concerned.
"Y-yes, I do." Sarah said, sighing and placing her head in her hands. She suddenly had the worst headache she'd ever had…And it was just getting more and more painful.
"Are you alright, Miss Williams?" The woman looked over her glasses and at the brown haired lady in front of her, "You look slightly pale."
"Do I?" Sarah asked, laughing. "I feel like shit."
Chuckling, the lawyer replied, "You have every right to feel like shit! After everything that that goddamn bitch of a man did to you—"
"Please don't start, Prudence." The woman sighed, "I don't think I can take it."
"Alright, Miss Williams," Prudence said, frowning and looking at her watch. "It looks like we need to go in now, Sarah. Are you ready?"
Do not be confused, my Sarah, you and just back where you belong.
Sarah did not remember this voice from her memories, but it was no mistake to whose it was.
"As ready as I'll ever be," Suddenly, Sarah's mind was filled with worry. It was Jareth speaking…but it wasn't to her. Who was he talking to…
This wasn't the first time she had heard him speak; it happened all the time. Sarah just assumed she was crazy. But…
Why was Jareth talking to her now?
Or was he?
"Prudence, I need to make a phone call!"
~!~
Toby was sitting on his coach, reading a newspaper when he heard a loud crash from upstairs. His eyes immediately looked behind him at his wife; she was just standing in the kitchen, talking on the phone as if she didn't hear a thing.
Putting his paper down, Toby stood up and walked towards the stairs, "Sal?" He called softly, looking at the bathroom door. It was closed but the lights were off. She wasn't inside. A squishing noise made him look down; there was water on the ground. It made a small path to Sarah's old room.
"Sally, you in there?" He asked, knocking on the pale door gently. "I'm coming in, okay?"
He opened the door, only to find that the room had been completely destroyed. He stumbled back for a moment, holding onto the doorframe for support. Everything was torn to pieces! The bed sheets, the stuffed animals…everything but the mirror. The chair that sat in front of it was completely broken; the legs scattered throughout the room. But the mirror...
…Was complete. It was shining in the darkness of the room; the light bulb had burst.
"Sally, are you in here?" Toby whispered, fearing that he knew the answer. "Sally?"
The phone ring made Toby jump, but he leaned out of the door to grab it from a small table in the hallway. "Hello?"
"Toby, its Sarah." His sister's voice was slightly concerned, "May I please speak with Sally?"
"Um," Toby hesitated, running a hand through his hair. "Sarah…"
"What is it?" She said, her voice growing louder. "Toby, what's wrong?!"
"Sally's gone." He said, "I'm going to call the police, but I don't think it'll help."
"What!? Where is she!?"
"I'm not sure, Sarah." Toby said, trying to keep calm. "But I have an idea."
REEEEEEVIEEEEW!!!!!!!!!!
~Lyllith