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From Darkness Into Light	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tommy opened his eyes and was standing on a desolate hill overlooking the most astounding vision he had ever seen. A huge maze that went on and on as far as he could see.
The blonde woman, Mila was standing next to him.
"This must be The Labyrinth Sarah was going on about. I thought she was a nutter...Oh Gods..Sarah..." another sob escaped him.
Mila watched him, compassion in her eyes. "I know you don't remember your name being Jareth at this moment. but I cannot call you by that other name. Please call me Mila, as I know you calling me mother is out of the question right now."
Tommy looked at her. He felt completely lost. "What do I do now?"
"I'm not sure. I don't know what exactly you did to cause this in the first place." Was her cryptic reply. "I do know, at least I'm fairly certain, you need to find your amulet. It connects you to this place. You created it. I think once you put it on, it will free your memory. Your immortal soul. It is somewhere within this Labyrinth or your castle."
Tommy's head was throbbing at a steady pace, but not intolerable, for now. How was he supposed to do this?
"Where is Sarah?" Tommy asked the woman.
She pointed to the distant spires of a castle. "There. She is there in your castle. She is safe for now. I do not know how long my spell will hold, so you must hurry, my son."
She faded away, leaving him alone to ponder the situation at hand.
He jogged down the hill to the outer wall. It was huge and foreboding.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard a whisper.
To the right..to the right..ask the right question, the door will open..
He walked in the direction the voice told him. Eventually he came to a set of doors.
"Now..what is the right question?" He wondered out loud. Little flying things were buzzing around him chattering excitedly.
He waved his arms to shoo them away, but more and more were drawn to him.
One landed on him. He looked at it. It was tiny winged human of some sort.
"Hello." He said hesitantly. It smiled up at him with sharp little teeth.
He put his hand out to pick it up and...
"Ouch!" He yelped. "bloody thing bit me!"
It snickered and flew away. It was thrilled to have bitten the king after he had called her kind "pests" and had the dwarf trying to get rid of them.
His finger throbbed in time with his head. He looked at the doors and thought as he sucked on his finger.
"So..how do I get into the Labyrinth?" He asked. The doors creaked open slowly.
"Well, I guess that was the answer. Or the question. Whichever..I'm confused."
He went inside and looked both ways, both looked the same. "I'm in a bit of a hurry here you know. Which way do I go then?"
He closed his eyes and listened to his instincts. His body automatically turned left, so left he went.
As he walked he noticed how the walls glittered.
There were branches and rubbish from trees and plants everywhere. Little groups of plants with little eyeballs followed him. He shuddered. That was unsettling, those little eyeballs. He started muttering to himself just have some sort of noise. It was too quiet here.
"Either this is the most insane thing that has ever happened to me, or I'm high and having the strangest dream ever." He mumbled out loud. "Wait..didn't I dream I was in a place like this a few nights ago?"
After almost 20 minutes he found an opening and went deeper into the maze. His body was now desperately craving alcohol. Maybe that was it. Why he was imagining all this due to withdrawal. He would wake up and Sarah would be safely sleeping next to him. He longed for the half bottle sitting in his bedroom. He was able to get one sip before his argument with Sarah, but that was hardly enough to satisfy his desire for it.
What he did not know was that as soon as he entered word began to spread of his presence. From creature to creature, all were whispering that a man who looked and talked much like their missing king was questing The Labyrinth. Arguments spread throughout the maze whether it was him or not.
A few more turns and a great deal more mumbling and cursing, he came upon a little man like creature, or he thought it was a man. Arguing with...a worm?
"I am telling ya the frikkity frakkity kingity king is here!" The little man said jumping up and down.
"You need to have a nice cuppa tea and relax, Fribble." Said the worm, in a similar accent to his own. A British worm?
Tommy shook his head. He could not be seeing what he was seeing. Well, he had no one else to ask.
"Excuse me..I need to get through this thing. Do either of you know the way..I'm in a bit of a rush."
They both turned and stared at him, mouths open. Finally the worm spoke. "Why Fribble I do believe you were right. Your Majesty?"
Tommy sighed. Again with the "Your Majesty" rubbish. "I'm not anyone's majesty..I just need to find my way please! If I do not, my Sarah will...just please can you help me?"
The worm scooted closer. "The Lady Sarah? The Champion?" He asked Tommy. "I remember her! Lovely lass, she is."
"I..suppose so. I mean I suppose she is The Champion. That is what I'm led to believe. Personally I am wondering if I have slipped into so hallucination." Tommy replied to the creature.
The voice in the back of his head chuckled. Whatever it was, this voice, it was getting louder.
The little man the worm had called Fribble nodded. "I can cannity can help ya Majesty!" while jumping up and down again. "Follow me followly follow me!" He took off gesturing wildly for Tommy to follow him.
He took off going to the right so Tommy followed, hearing a "Best of Luck Your Majesty!" from the worm behind him.
He followed the little creature for what seemed like hours, until the got to a different part of the maze. No longer walls, but hedges. There Fribble stopped. "This is, this is..far far as I can go!" The little man exclaimed with more jumping. "Don't know beyond the stonity stones! I"m a brownie of the stone mazey maze!"
"Alright. Thank you..Fribble." Tommy continued on through the hedges. As he was rounding a corner he ran, quite literally, into a familiar figure. The little dwarf man that he had seen a few nights ago. Tommy ended up on his backside on the ground.
"There ya are!" The dwarf yelled.
"Could you watch where you are going? No need to shout. I'm not deaf. Hogwart is it?" Tommy answered, brushing himself off.
"Arrr.. it's Hoggle!" Said the dwarf.
Tommy waved his hand. "Whatever. How am I supposed to remember your name? I only heard it once. At least I was close." He said arrogantly.
bumbling fool, that Hoghead...said the voice.
"What?" Tommy answered out loud. The dwarf gave him an odd look.
"I didn't say nothin'!" Hoggle curtly answered.
Tommy was getting impatient. "Not you. The voice. There is a voice in my head."
Hoggle laughed. At him. It set his teeth on edge. They were wasting time.
"Listen you idiot, if I don't get to that castle, Sarah will die, do you want that? I thought you were her friend!"
He reached down and grabbed him by the ear, pulling him along as Hoggle howled at him. "Which way do I bloody need to go Hogface?!"
Tommy let the dwarf go and shoved him a little.
Hoggle rubbed his ear. "Well, I'm thinkin' your inner Jareth is beginning to come though cause yous is actin' just like the rat himself."
Tommy sighed and started walking. "I'm tired of waiting for you to decide to help me or not. Apparently I need to find my own fucking way."
He walked for another hour, the dwarf trailing behind him. Sometimes he would just close his eyes and his feet would just take over. The voice whispered directions and the walls and hedges were bending to his will, but he did not know why. Should this maze be harder? He asked himself.
The voice chimed in. Not if you created it.

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Queen Mila watched him off and on through a crystal. Baelic stood by at her side.
"How is he doing?" he asked the Queen.
"Well, for now. Even though he does not know why The Labyrinth is letting him through unhindered for the most part. It recognizes who he is."
The both watched as Tommy wove through the hedge maze, towards the forest border.
"There is one thing he must get through that The Labyrinth cannot help him with." Mila observed. "All those who seek to quest The Labyrinth have to pass one test. They must fight that which is their weakness. Now Jareth, his weakness is his arrogance. Always has been. Tommy, it is that which he has been poisoning himself with. Hoggle knows what to do."
She glanced over at the bed, where Sarah lay in a deep sleep. Her condition no better and no worse, but frozen.
She then looked up at Baelic, tears unshed in her eyes. "For both their sake, I hope he can get through such a test. If he can, all he needs to do is find his amulet which will be in the place he fell."
Baelic met her eyes. She could see he was curious.
"No I do not know where it is. Some places in this castle are locked to me. But he knows."
Both of the looked into the crystal, watching silently.

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Tommy wandered through the hedge maze, Hoggle in tow. Eventually they came to a large circular clearing, when an old man was sitting in a wooden chair made to look like a bunch of logs lashed together. Wearing a bird on his head. The old man was snoring.
"Ahhh..the great king returns." Said the bird sarcastically. "You don't look so great right now there..My Lord."
"Now who the hell are you?" Tommy said. He was getting more and more frustrated. This was taking too long. He needed to get to Sarah. The woman said she would keep her safe, but he had his doubts. He just hoped she was still alive and that he could get her the hell out of her and to a doctor...if whatever he was doing here didn't work.
She lives.
"How do you know?" He said to the voice, which made the bird hat thing and Hoggle look at him oddly.
If you reach out, you will know too.
He stood still and closed his eyes, trying to figure out how to do that. The first few time he got exasperated and almost gave up. Then he gave it one more shot.
Somehow, he felt a distant spot of energy. Warm, loving. He reached for it. He touched it with his consciousness. It was dim but there. He felt her. He felt her love for him. He felt her pain. Then it was gone.
His eyes opened and there were tears as spoke to the three watching him. "Please, I can't wait anymore. I need to be on my way."
Hoggle was surprised to see tears. Jareth never shed one single tear as long as he had known him. Maybe there was hope for this version of him.
"Wait." Said the gravelly voice of the ancient man, now awake. "Your Majesty, remember. Love freely given is the only love worth having."
The bird chimed in. "Do you have a contribution for such sage advice?"
Tommy shook his head. "No, I don't."
"Well off with you then!" The bird said, shooing him away.
Tommy got indignant. "Piss off bird!"
He nodded at the old man and followed Hoggle down a passageway.
The bird bent over and looked at the Wise Man. "Well, he was rather rude."
The Wise Man nodded. "Always has been, that boy."
The passage Tommy followed the dwarf down was long, taking in the better part of an hour to traverse. When the came to the exit, they stepped out into a great swath of trees heavy with fruit.
"What is this place?" Tommy asked the dwarf.
"Yer orchard." Hoggle said. "Where you grow your special fruit."
Tommy took a few steps into the trees. The scent was heavenly. He could smell peaches, pears, apple, plums.. the fragrances mingling and separating in a spectacular way. His stomach grumbled. "What is so special about this fruit?"
He was drawn to a peach tree. The fruit ripe and almost sparkling. Hanging low, tempting him.
"Can't say." Hoggle answered. He waited. He knew what had to happen.
Tommy was beguiled by a particular gorgeous peach. He reached up and plucked it. He could not stop himself.
"May I have one before I'm on my way?"
Hoggle felt the guilt almost overwhelm him. He thought it was odd he would feel bad about giving Jareth a taste of his own medicine.
"That's what it's there for, I s'pose."
Tommy bit into the sweet smelling fruit. It's texture was not at all like he thought it would be. It was strange and melted like liquid on his tongue, sliding down. Almost choking him. cloyingly sweet, almost rotten.
He threw the rest of the fruit away, gagging. "That's disgusting!"
He turned but Hoggle was not there, his job done.
Tommy took a few steps towards the direct of the spires, but all of the sudden his eyes swam and he felt like he was floating.
He felt the need to sit so he did. His body started to relax like he was high, so he laid down on the grass and stared at the blueish purple sky. He felt like he was beginning to float out of his body.
Quite suddenly he felt sleepy and closed his eyes...drifting away...

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When Tommy opened his eyes, there was the steady rhythm of house music surrounding him.
He looked around.
He was standing in a nightclub.
Sweaty writhing scantily clad bodies danced around him as he wove his way through the crowd.
"How did I get here?" He asked himself. He couldn't remember. But the music was infectious.
He grinned to himself and made his way to the bar, ordering a drink.
"Hey there." He heard a voice beside him. Looking down he found himself looking into sparkling green eyes.
"Hello, beautiful" He said. He felt a twist in his stomach looking at her face. Does he know her?
"Buy me a drink?" She asked. He nodded and ordered another for her.
She picked up her drink and beckoned him to follow her.
She lead him into the middle of the dance floor and started to dance, encouraging him to join in.
She put her arms around him, pressing her sweet curves into his body. He felt himself getting aroused.
"Here, drink.." she said, he opened his mouth and she poured the whiskey into his mouth.
It tasted like dirt and vinegar. He gagged and spit it out. "What the hell was that?"
She looked hurt. "I thought you liked it. No matter, come with me I have something better."
She took hold of his hand and pulled him through the crowd, they were all leering at them.
She pulled a curtain aside and led him into a room filled with overstuffed sofas and pillows everywhere.
She pulled him to one of the sofas and pushed him down. Then straddled him, rubbing herself on him. Then she kissed him. She was sweet and smelled of vanilla and sex.
"Tommy...would you like something to make you feel really good?" She asked him, smiling down at him. Odd he did not remember telling her his name. Ahh well.
He thrust his body upward. "Abso-fucking-lutely."
She giggled. "Not that yet. Maybe later. Look what I have for you.." She sang to him, grinning.
She held out her hand and she had a pile of pills there. The throbbing in his head started.
"Just a few of these, and all the pain will be gone Tommy...you will feel sooo much better."
He looked into her face. There was something wrong. Her skin wasn't as pink and healthy as it had been.
"No I don't think I..." He started. She hushed him by putting her finger to his lips.
"You don't believe me? I wouldn't lie to you. *I* love you, Jareth. Here watch." She took the handful and shoved them into her own mouth.
His name wasn't Jareth..was it?
She had a drink in her hand all of the sudden, and downed it with the pills. Then she opened her hand and there were more.
He shoved her hand away. "No I don't want them." He started trying to get her off of him, to get up. He realized he needed to find something..someone..he needed to leave. He was in a hurry.
"You could stay here forever with me Tommy..or was that Jareth? Oh well...not like it matters anyway." The woman said.
Tommy pushed at her and his hand brushed her stomach, it came away bloody.
"Gah!" He said trying to wipe the blood off his hand on the pillow. It would not come off.
When he next looked at the woman, she was in a t shirt and jeans, bleeding and staring at him. Turning gray and crying.
"You killed me..I loved you and you killed me..just for a few pills. Why would you do that?" She said, the light in her eyes dimming.
Terror ripped through him and he picked her up and held her to him. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Sarah please!"
He picked her up and carried her through the club, begging for anyone to help, but no one cared. Either they didn't hear his pleas or the did and laughed at them.
He found a door but it wouldn't open. He sat Sarah down gingerly. "I will save you! Don't die on me now! I am so close! You brave foolish girl! I will not let you leave me!"
He kicked and hit and pounded at the door, it wouldn't budge. Sarah laid there, dying. He had to find a way.
Looking around he found an axe. Where had that come from? No matter. He swung it and the door cracked. He kept swinging it until he finally broke through, picked up Sarah and jumped through the door.
He found himself falling and falling into a void, Sarah ripped away from him...then the world went black.
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