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The Goblin King of Rock 'n' Roll	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 3801 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I call this chapter; "Coming to grips with a new reality." I do name them in my head on occasion but not always which is why I don't use them on regular basis. Enjoy!
Sarah spend a few days with her family, not venturing out much outside the house. Thankfully it was autumn and she could get away with long sleeves and pants, keeping her hair covering her ears.
When her stepmother remarked about her unusual brow shape, she simply told her it was the latest thing to do in Los Angeles, and Karen shrugged it off. It seemed what people said was true, people will ignore the obvious and accept any mundane explanation if it is something they can't really comprehend.
She put on as much makeup as she dared without it being too obvious to hide the shimmer to her skin, which seemed to have stabilized and settled at it's current level. Sarah did not think she glimmered any more than Jareth had, so she hoped that was at it's limit at least.
She put on a fake smile during the days, and curled up in childhood bed and cried herself to sleep every night. She was at a loss. She knew because she was no longer really human, she would eventually have to return to underground.
Most of all, she missed Jareth terribly. She shouldn't, but she did. She should hate him, but she couldn't. As much as she railed against him in her head, her heart ached for him, as did her body. She knew with every fiber of her being he didn't sleep with Roxy, and she could feel her connection to him, like a low hum in her body.
She could tell when he was reaching through it to check on her. She wished she knew how to block it, again in her head, but every other part of her told her if that bond was broken she would not want to go on. She dreamed of Jareth, dancing and laughing, then they were naked, sweaty, clinging to each other.
The last evening of her visit, her dad had a business dinner he couldn't get out of, so Sarah shooed him and Karen out the door, assuring them she was perfectly fine having some alone time with Toby before she left for L.A. Sarah ordered a pizza and Toby set up the checkerboard, prepared for a night of fun with his beloved sister.
Once the pizza arrived the stuffed themselves as they played and laughed. There were times Sarah would stop and wonder if maybe this was the last time she would have this kind of time with Toby.
She was shocked when she was realizing she was starting to accept, and lean towards, going to the underground. Living in The Goblin Castle, being with Jareth. She knew she wasn't ready yet, but it was beginning to appeal to her.
"Hey Sar! It's your turn!" Toby said loudly enough it shook her out of her thoughts.
She smiled. "Oh yeah..sorry." She moved her piece and waited for him to go.
"Sarah can I ask you something?" He asked as he thought.
"Sure kid. Anything." She answered. She wasn't really into this game, but Toby loved games of all sorts.
"Why do look different? I mean you look like you, but still different." He said.
Sarah had no idea he had noticed, but of course, he would. My clever little Toby, she thought.
"I don't know, what do you mean?" She returned, acting surprised.
"Well..your eyebrows and your ears are kinda pointy, and you are all..sparkly sometimes. And sometimes there this kind of small cloud of silvery stuff that is around you, and it smells kind of..not smokey but, something like that. Not bad, just different. It not strong or anything. No one seems to notice it but me. I asked mom and dad both if you seemed different, and they said no."
Sarah started at Toby wide eyed. "Toby..I...I..it's kind of hard to explain. I didn't know you noticed anything."
"Well, duh Sarah, I'm not dumb or blind. I think you look pretty though, like that. You are all glittery and shiny, like a fairy or something. But the silvery stuff is weird."
"Is it around me now?" Sarah asked. She had to know.
"Nope, it's more like when you are alone, and sitting and thinking, with eyes closed. Then it sort of appears and floats around you."
"Oh. That is weird Toby. Maybe I'm haunted." She gave him a half grin. She really had no idea what the hell that was. Something to do with Jareth, she was sure.
"Well, let's get back to the game I want to beat you one of these times before mom and dad get home." She said brightly. She needed to change the subject fast.
Toby agreed and they spoke no more of it, but it gnawed at her.
When her mom and dad got home Toby was passed out on the couch, stuffed with pizza and soda. Robert carried him up to bed and Sarah went to her room.
She stared at herself in the mirror for a long time. Trying to figure out what Toby was seeing.
She saw all the physical attributes that had changed, but the "silvery stuff" that Toby had mentioned alluded her.
She closed her eyes and reached out with her energy, seeking that thread that connected her to Jareth. It came to life, and made her skin tingle. Concentrating more than she ever had, for the first time she reached into it, through it, and felt her energy travel towards...there.

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Jareth woke, startled awake by the brush of Sarah's energy against his. He sat up, waiting to see what she was doing. It made him smile. She was experimenting with her newfound gifts, trying to figure out how to use their bond to seek him out. He closed his eyes and laid back, and sent out the barest of threads in return.

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Sarah gasped as something reached out and lightly touched her thread of energy. Jareth. She felt him. Really truly felt him.
There was no brushing it off as wishful thinking like she had been trying to do. He wound his thread around hers, in an almost playful way. She pulled back and he slipped away, but remained close. She moved forward again, and tried to do the same, but he dodged, like he was playing tag.
Then something happened and Jareth's energy pulled back, and then he brushed her one last time. She heard the barest of whispers in her mind.."love you Sarah..." then he was gone.
Sarah opened her eyes, and saw what Toby had been speaking of, but it wasn't a cloud, it was a soft glow.
Magic. Her magic was developing. How the hell had Toby seen it?
She got into bed and laid there, thinking. Eventually she slipped into her dreams.
"Sarah."
"Huh..?" Sarah looked around. All she could see was a room dimly lit by a low red glow.
"Welcome, My queen." she heard.
"Who are you? How did I get here?" She said, a little panicked.
"Relax, My Lady, you are safely in your little bed aboveground. You are in a dream state."
Sarah blinked. Okay she was dreaming, but who was talking to her? It didn't sound like Jareth or feel like him either.
"You are not exactly dreaming, Sarah. No I'm not Jareth. What is happening is very real." She heard.
"Come out please so I can see who is talking to me." She asked of the voice.
A figure emerged. Robed, not recognizable as male or female, human or other. eyes glowing a silvery white.
"Is this acceptable? Or Would you prefer a form familiar to you. Hoggle perhaps, or your brother?"
"Uh no. That would be a little weird. Then again this is all pretty weird. You are fine the way you are..I think. Who are you?" Sarah countered, facing the..whatever that figure was.
"I am what you know of as The Labyrinth. Or, rather, The Labyrinth is a part of me. It is one aspect of my being."
"Alright. Soo..um..what exactly did you bring me here for?" Sarah was truly curious about all this. Apparently The Labyrinth wasn't just some big maze.
She heard something like laughter all around her. "Oh my clever Champion, I do adore your spirit. I knew when I found you you were Jareth's match."
"Yeah... about that, uh, Labyrinth? Well, I have to say I would have appreciated a head up about that. About all of this. You couldn't have consulted me first? I really don't like the idea of some all knowing giant maze making life decisions for me."
She could feel the being's surprise. "Jareth does not please you?"
Sarah sighed. "It's not that. He is..well..he is..okay it's really not about him. It's about everything else. Being a queen? Immortal, magic?" Let's just say it's not a normal expectation of any human to get those things, you know? Probably if Jareth was just a normal guy and I met him on the street and we dated, then I probably would have fallen madly in love immediately with annoying arrogant self, but this is NOT ordinary."
"You are not ordinary, Sarah. You were born to be his queen. You solved The Labyrinth, something no human has ever done. He is your other half. Very few in any world find that My Lady. Why do you want to be ordinary? When you could be so much more? You think I did this? I did not. I a merely an instrument of the universe, Sarah. You may have been born in different worlds, and 2 thousand plus underground years apart, but you and Jareth are two halves of a whole. Jareth is my king, I know everything about him. You can trust me when I tell you, for I do not lie, his love for you is true and absolute. As is yours for him. It's is only your attachment to our humanity that keeps you in a state of confusion."
Sarah was annoyed at that. "Damn right I'm attached to my humanity! My life, my family! What the hell do you want me to do? Shove them aside, quit being who I am?"
The being paused, as if to think about what she had said. "Of course not. Sarah, your are who you will always be. human or not. Your family will always be there, but is it not time for you find your own happiness?"
Sarah swallowed and looked at the ground. "I just need some more time."
"Understood, but Sarah, you must decide soon. There are events in play, which I cannot speak of, that could go very badly for us all if you wait too long."
"How long do I have?" Sarah asked. "Days?"
"No more than a few aboveground months, at is hard to say. Time is flux in the underground, it shifts and circles, while aboveground it is a singular line." Was the answer.
"Alright." Sarah answered, thinking. "Give me a little more time, a month, maybe two. unless something happens and I am needed sooner. Then, I'll figure out something."
"It is agreed, Sarah. You will awaken soon." Said the being, backing away into the darkness.
Sarah eyes opened, and she sat up, going over the conversation she had just had with The Labyrinth..or whatever it was.
"Maybe two months more here, at most. I have a lot to do." She laid back and started trying to figure out what she needed to get done.
Finally she rolled to face the window, looking at the moon. "Well, I guess there isn't much I can do tonight, so it will have to wait until tomorrow...goodnight moon." She smiled thinking of the old children's book she used to love. Who knew the moon shone over more than one world?
Thinking about it, she thought maybe she always knew deep down inside, that there was much more out there than the eye could see. She was always one of those kids who always believed in fairy tales. Until, that is, her memories were wiped away of that night. Since then until her memories flooded back a few nights before, she had been firmly rooted in reality.
She concentrated again on reaching out to Jareth, but he did not respond. At least the bond was still there, and that gave her some comfort.
The next day she got up early and packed what she absolutely needed, leaving about half of what she had with her there.
She was thinking the safest place to store anything aboveground would be her parents attic. She told her father she was going to resign and look for a job close to them, and he was happy to give her use of a bit of attic space and her old room for a while.
She had plenty of savings to support herself for a couple of months.
Finally that evening she was back in L.A. She got some odd looks on the flight. Mostly due to the fact she was wearing a scarf, sunglasses, and heavy makeup to keep herself as hidden as possible from people's eyes.
She tried using her magic to make herself all but invisible to everyone..it seemed to work to a certain degree, as eventually people barely noticed her presence. When she went to get her car keys from the attendant at the LA airport, he jumped a foot as he had not even seen she was there until she spoke to him.
She drove to her apartment, and going in, breathed a huge sigh of relief. Alone finally, she could strip off her clothes, shower, and slip into a t shirt and shorts.
Home, but not for long. she thought, looking around. Then again, it wasn't like she that attached to the place. She went into her bedroom.
"Except this room." She said out loud. A feeling of melancholy washed over her. She had spent so much time creating a room that was her sanctuary.
Her soft bed was queen sized(ironic, she knew now), with an enveloping canopy of sheer curtains. She spent a little more for soft, high quality bedding.
When she crawled into her bed at night, she could pull the curtains and shut out the world. With a book and her imagination, she would sink into her fantasies and dream the world away.
She wondered if she could take her bed with her. Then she remembered, she would probably be sharing a bed. His bed. Well that had it's perks too now didn't it? She asked herself.
She went back into the living room and listened to her phone messages. Everyone was all frantic about Jareth's "retirement" and wanted to ask her a million questions. Ugh.
She got her almost done article and all her materials out of her carry on, and read through it all. This was the best work she had ever done, and she was proud of it, but now she felt it was all a lie.
"Well, no matter. I'm going to finish it, turn it in, and be done with it. My final article."
Sarah worked through the evening, ordering Chinese food from a nearby restaurant, and somewhere in the middle of the night, typed her byline on the last page. She added an addendum on the bottom, mentioning Jareth king's abrupt retirement and disappearance.
She had read that several people had remembered him and his assistants getting into a car and had last been seen driving away from the hotel. She figured it was probably a fake memory installed by Jarth's magic. Does Jareth even know how to drive? She wondered. Never mind. She shook her head, clearing it. The picture of Jareth driving a fast, sleek sports car, was now stuck in her mind and she grinned to herself.
She slept a few hours, got up and prepared for the day. She had also typed her resignation letter, stating she needed to be closer to home.
She drove to work, thinking the one thing she would NOT miss was traffic.
She entered into the offices of Rock Life, waving and greeting her coworkers who were happy to her back.
She realized the only friend she really had here was Erica, and that was just a casual friendship, someone to have a drink with our eat lunch with. She was a nice person but..always something lacking in her human friendships. Now she knew what it was.
Nevertheless Erica was thrilled to see her come in. "Sarah! Oh my God! You have to tell me what happened! Why did Jareth King retire? Is he as sexy in person as he is in pictures?"
She jumped up and hugged Sarah. Sarah resisted the urge to push her away. She had worn gloves like Jareth always did, to avoid direct contact. She wasn't sure why as he had not covered that, but she had found herself uncomfortable with direct contact as of late with her fellow humans. Or former fellow humans as the case may be.
"Hey Erica. How are you?" She asked trying to sound pleasant.
"Okay I guess, broke up with Jim, but otherwise good. you look gorgeous! I guess England agrees with you!" Erica replied cheerily.
Sarah smiled. "Yes, I suppose it did, sort of. As for your questions..yes, Mr. King is very attractive. All I can say is he had some personal issues to deal with. Family stuff."
Erica pouted. "What no gossip? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just tired. Is Mr. Franklin in?" She asked the frowning woman.
"Yeah sure, let me tell him you are here." Erica told her. She dialed the office number and spoke briefly into the phone, then hung up and turned back to Sarah.
"He is waiting for you! It is good to see you, you know." She said, touching Sarah on the arm.
Sarah nodded and gave her a small smile. "You too. thanks."
Sarah went into her boss' office and stood in front of his desk. "Mr. Franklin."
"Ahh! Sarah! I have to admit I was a bit worried about you. After the King announcement then you leaving me a message your were staying in Rhode Island a few days, well, made me wonder." He said as he stood up and gestured to a chair.
Sarah sat down, leaned over and placed the article on his desk, then handed him the envelope with her resignation letter in it.
He ignored the article in it's folder an opened the envelope, eyes growing wide as he read it. When he was done he looked up at her, a bit red faced.
"You're quitting now?! You just got your first major byline! Are you crazy?!" He declared loudly.
"Mr. Franklin..I appreciate everything you've done for me. The opportunity to work here. It was wonderful and I will cherish my time here. I need to be closer to my family. I need to do something else. I can't do this anymore. I hope you understand." She said in a pleading tone. She really didn't want to have to go into any more detail. Not that she could without being committed. She would have to make something up and really didn't want to.
He sat the paper down. "Well I can't stop you, but I wish you would reconsider. You are very gifted and passionate. This has something to do with Jareth King, doesn't it? I knew something was going on. Don't give up your career for a guy Sarah, not even a rich famous one."
Sarah smirked, thinking how to answer. "In a way, I suppose it does. Let's just say he helped me see where I belong, and it isn't here. Not anymore."
"You know where he is at, don't you?" Her boss asked. He eyed her closely."You know why he quit."
Sarah looked at her feet. "I am not certain what is going on. I know if I need him, I know how to get a hold of him, and leave it at that."
Colin Franklin stood and walked around his desk. Sarah stood and faced him. She liked her boss. He was good guy, especially in this business. He was a kind man, and a good boss, cared about his employees.
He stuck out his hand and she took it. "Well, Sarah, I'm going to miss seeing you around here. Good luck, whatever you do. If you ever decide you want to write again please let me know. Keep in touch okay?"
Sarah nodded, and left quickly before she teared up.
She went to her desk and started clearing it out. Erica was watching her. "Did he fire you?" The girl asked her.
"No." Sarah answered. "I resigned. I have to go back to..back home." she said as gathered her things into a box.
Erica grabbed her and hugged her again. starting to cry a little. "Oh Sarah! I'll miss you! Who else will put up with me here!"
Sarah turned and hugged her back. She didn't want the woman to think she didn't care, she did. She was just trying very hard to force herself to be accepting of the situation.
"I'll miss you too Erica, you've been a good friend here." Sarah backed away and picked up her box. She turned one last time. "Take care of yourself. Hope we see each other again sometime."
Sarah abruptly turned and left, saying goodbyes as she went back through the building. When she got to her car and threw the box into the trunk and was able to lock herself inside, then she let the tears flow.
She drove slowly home, picking up a burger and fries for dinner on the way. She just couldn't bring herself to cook. She figured she might as well enjoy it while she could. If she was going to be immortal, a greasy meal sure wasn't going to kill her.
She also stopped by the store and bough a container of rocky road ice cream, her favorite. She was lonely and sad, and wanted to have one self indulgent night of junk food and misery in her own apartment before having to start figuring out what she needed to do.
Sarah curled up in her favorite chair and indulged, crying on and off. She watched old sad movies and let herself mourn for all she was leaving behind. Eventually she dozed off.
"My my my precious, aren't we feeling sorry for ourselves." She heard behind her. She knew that voice, of course. Jareth.
Obviously taking a lesson from The Labyrinth, and visiting her dreams. She looked around, she was in the Escher room.
"Oh crap not again." She said. "Can't you let me deal with this in my own way? I already told your damn maze I would come there." She grumbled at him.
"Have you now? The Labyrinth has been speaking to you? I should have known it would. How are you, love? Are you safe?" He asked.
"I'm fine, great, just hunky dory. Is that all you wanted?" She said.
"I just wanted to check on you. Things are very unsettled here. I won't apologize for worrying about my beloved." He smirked at her, but with a tender look in his eyes. She could see he was longing to touch her.
"I know, Jareth. I'm just trying to figure all this out, you know? I admit though..I..I miss you too." She said quietly.
He touched her face. "I miss you too. I felt your touch the other night. I am glad you are beginning to use your magic."
She automatically pressed her face into his hand, then put hers over his. Looking up at him she almost gave in and wished herself to him...but she didn't. Not yet. "Jareth, why can Toby see my magic?"
He dropped his hand, hesitating. "Sarah..Toby has been touched by my and The Labyrinth's magic as well. He will always be gifted. With enhanced capabilities. I do not know how that will manifest itself in the future, but it does not surprise me that he would notice such a thing."
"Oh. It won't hurt him will it?" She had to know.
"No, it won't hurt him, but he may be thought of as unusual in your world. That could be good or bad, depending on who or what he is dealing with." Was the answer he gave her.
Sarah stepped towards dream Jareth. "He wants to be an artist. A painter."
Jareth smiled. "Then I'm sure he will be a great master someday. As he will see a beauty in everything most people never do."
Sarah smiled and nodded. "Yes, he already does."
"I have to go Sarah. I will see you soon. I love you precious. "He backed away and disappeared.
"Good bye Jareth...um..take care." She answered, no knowing what to say to him as of yet. She wasn't ready to declare her love to him. Not this way. She wrote it in a note, but this was different. Face to face. Her eyes meeting his. If she told him she loved him, she would be lost immediately.
She though she heard a low chuckle as she floated back to consciousness.
She got up and wandered around, looking at things, flipping through magazines. Eventually she climbed into bed but slept little.
The next day she began making plans. She decided she would sell or donate as much as she could and only pack what she could not part with.
She spent the couple of weeks sorting and packing, and ended up shipping 4 boxes of belongings back to her parent's home.
She gave her landlord her notice that she was vacating at the end of the month.
She got every thing sold and donated that she wanted to and managed to only be taking 2 suitcases and her carry on went she was due to fly back to Rhode Island.
Her former boss called her and congratulate her on her article, and told her it would be in 2 month's time. He would send her a copy to her at her parent's home. She also had a farewell lunch with Erica who kept insisting.
Finally everything was done, and with a long look around her empty apartment, she closed the door and dropped the key into her landlord's mailbox.
She had sold her car, so she called a car service to take her to the airport.
As the plane took off, she felt the bonds of the life she had built there in LA begin to slip away, and she leaned back in her seat.
Off I go, she thought. Talk about a whole new world. She closed her eyes and prayed it was everything she hoped it would be.

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Brayson was tired of waiting.
The irritating Goblin King had smirked the whole time he stood in front of The Council having his charges read to him, and when he was done reading, Jareth had infuriated him by simply stating. "Is that all? Are you done now? When is the trial? I must get back to my castle, I have important things to attend to." and walked out, shocking the council and the entire audience.
He was done dealing with the man. He had tried to do this the civil way, the legal way. He wanted The Labyrinth's magic, and soon. Once he had it firmly in his grasp and The Goblin Kingdom under his heel, he could start accumulating enough power to take over the whole of the underground and run it the right way. There had not been a High King in many thousands of years. He wished to be the first of a new legacy. He would take human women from the above to impregnate, bearing him many sons to continue the line.
He had tried to get the idiot mortal loving whore Roxanna to chase the woman away, which apparently she had done, but then the mortal had blindly managed to say the words to restore her memories of the underground. Well, at least it seemed Jareth had disposed of that loose end for him. No one had seen her above or below.
The man in front of him was a last resort. but it was something that had to be done. He handed him the information, a crystal, and a large bag of currency. "Do it. If that insolent man will not then it is up to me to take care of things."
The other man, swathed in black, opened the sack of gold coins, counted them carefully, then nodded. "It will be done, Lord Brayson." The man said, and sweeping his cape, was gone.
As always I am eternally grateful for all my readers!
Good news! This story is done! I mean as in written. I finished the Epilogue 2 days ago. I reread the whole thing last night, and I must say, I am very very proud of it. Whether in the end everyone will be completely happy I do not know, but I can honestly say I am happy how it turned out. There are 6 more chapters + epilogue to come. I plan on having them all posted in May, so a new chapter maybe every 5-6 days? Something akin to that. At least if my muse goes to Bora Bora or wherever, all I have to do is edit.
I have 3 one shots I'm working on getting finished and edited too. One for my dear Ellen Weaver(FFN), one an experiment in writing Sarah a completely different way, and one for fun, inspired by FrancesOsgood's(Also from FFN) mention of how chickens came to the underground. Yes, I stayed awake one night writing about chickens. I need an intervention.
What next? I may write about the cat. You know the cat we all saw running through The Goblin City? Yeah that one. Color me curious, and insane...what color is insanity anyway? Something with sparkles. Or maybe I will write about the goblin who says "Never mind I'm going to bed..get out of my house!" to the rocks, and his torrid affair with one of the rocks that gets in bed with him. Yep..I see sparkles!
BTW who else is watching jim Henson's Creature Shop Challenge on SyFy? There is a HUGE Laby poster in the "screening room" portion of each episode while contestants are waiting for the judges to make their choices. OMG I WANT IT! We are waiting for the Laby themed epi still..hope it's coming!
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