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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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Chapter 1:
-SARAH-
Sarah awoke with a start. looking at her bedside clock, Midnight..it was always midnight, when the nightmare woke her, but she could never remember what the nightmare was, it had happened since she was 15, the night of the storm..the night that she lost 5 hours of time, for some reason, it haunted her, those 5 hours.
She knew somewhere in those lost hours was something she was supposed to know, and couldn't remember...whatever it was, it was a piece of her that was missing, she wished she knew how to unlock that door to that lost time.
"Ugh!" She threw herself back into the pillows, trying to find a comfortable position to get back to sleep. She needed rest, tomorrow she was traveling to New York for her first big assignment, her first feature story for Rock Life magazine.
3 years! She thought...3 years of fetching and carrying and writing fluff pieces and making coffee, and putting up with Gordon getting all the prime assignments even though she was a better writer, better photographer, and not the pompous sexist ass that Gordon had refined to an art form in and of itself...yeah it helps to be the owner's nephew, ugh..nepotism.
She knew from the grapevine, he barely graduated college, while Sarah finished in the top 3% of her class, and had worked 2 jobs to get herself there...gofer jobs, internships, and FINALLY made it to Rock Life, one of the top music magazines in the country...then 3 years of frustration, not being able to put her talents and skills to the test...then 2 days ago it happened:
Sarah pushed open the door, Mr. Franklin had sent for her, probably to make copies..or wait maybe he needed someone to walk his dog, Sarah thought, grimacing a little but trying cover quickly as she face her boss across his desk,
"Miss Williams, I have a job for you.." Mr. Franklin started "Have you heard of Jareth King?"
"Who hasn't?" Sarah replied. "Came from nowhere over 8 years ago to become one on the biggest rock stars in the world, but quite the mystery man..very few interviews, only allows his personal photographer to photograph him, but certainly notorious among the groupie set."
"Yes, well.." her started..then paused. "He wants to do a story with Rock Life, an exclusive."
Sarah's mouth gaped, she couldn't help it, after a few seconds she realized she was gaping at her boss and slammed it closed. "Uhh..wow, really?" She said.
Saying to herself, this was big, this guy was as elusive as capturing a goblin...goblin? Really Sarah, you outgrew flights of fancy and fairy tales years ago...oops pay attention.
"He wants you to do it, only you, no one else, Miss Williams, so I hope you are up to it, because I am not too thrilled with putting someone as green as you on this one." Mr. Franklin said, a little reluctantly.
"I'm hardly green Mr. Franklin, I've done dozens of stories for this..." Sarah started but Mr. Franklin held his hand up, stopping her.
"Miss Williams.. Sarah, I'm well aware of your work, news bits and reviews, special interest pieces on someone's favorite singer visiting a sick kid in hospitals, and the like, but this is HUGE, You will be following Mr. King around for at least 2 weeks, maybe longer. I expect all the dirt, the good the bad the ugly, and everything in between to be documented and photographed, no punches pulled..this guy has gotten away with being Mr. Mysterious for 8 years and I want to blown that wide open, I want to know where this guy came from, what makes him tick, everything, understand?"
Sarah sighed, tired of her boss' lack of faith in her. "Yes Sir, I understand, I will do it, I will do what it takes to get this done."
Mr Franklin hesitated, then continued "One more thing..be careful, he is a notorious womanizer, I can guarantee he will be putting the moves on you as soon as he gets a look at you, it's been said he likes dark hair and green eyes..that is another reason why I really would prefer Gordon do this, but he saw one of your pieces and wants you, said something about how your style struck a chord with him."
"Now get going and start arranging travel and getting packed, you leave in 3 days for New York, then after his series of shows there, you will be flying to London with him and his band and crew..and remember I want this guy totally exposed, warts and all."
"Will do Mr. Franklin!" Sarah practically shouted as she bounded out of his office, so excited she could barely contain her joy at finally getting her shot "and thank you Mr. King, for whatever reason you chose me.." she said to herself.
When Sarah had departed, Colin Franklin leaned back in his chair...staring at the door Sarah had just closed.."Please Sarah, be careful, I don't like the way this guy demanded you do this, just take care of yourself." He said quietly. He knew she didn't hear him, but he said it anyway...sweet girl, don't want to see her hurt, he thought.
Sarah raced to her cubicle and told her office mate and friend Erica the news.
"Holy Crap!" Erica screamed, "That guy is HOT!"
"Shh" Sarah shushed.. "Erica I know that, but finally I'm getting my chance!"
"Mmmhmm and get to spend time with the hottest guy in the rock world." Erica said slyly.
"Oh please, that would be unprofessional, not going to happen!" Sarah replied..thinking to herself oh please don't let it happen. Why would he be interested in her? All those women around all the time..she was sure she would be rather mundane next to those wild females.
The friends went to lunch chatting excitedly, to celebrate Sarah's accomplishment, and after lunch Sarah spent the time making travel arrangements.
Then she raced home to her small studio apartment in a dicey section of Los Angeles to pack. She packed as lightly as she could, basic jeans, t-shirts and sweaters, undergarments, with a business suit and 2 nice outfits for any special occasions that might come up, toiletries, a small amount of makeup, portable music player and music...need a couple of books, she thought, for travel and nighttime reading.
Moving to her bookcase, overflowing with books, grabbed a couple of practical choices then...going down the rows, she spotted the small red bound book her Stepmother has recently sent her in a box of her things from her old room...hmmm.. I remember loving this when I was 15, she thought.
She remembered finding it in the park near my house, reading it over and over, then putting it in that box and never reading it again after that night, and now she can barely recall what it was about, something about a maze...on a whim she stuck it in her carry on bag...might be fun to read on the plane..smiling to herself..what is it with the fairy tales today? Weird.
Coming back to the present, Sarah was now wondering, wondering what article Mr. King had seen that so intrigued him, guess I'll get to ask him myself..tomorrow, she mused, if I can get some freaking sleep!
Personally, she had a love/hate relationship with the singer's work, it touched her deeply, but also disturbed her on a level she could not understand sometimes..sometimes, the songs, the lyrics, sounded like they were calling out to her..hell he even wrote a song called "Precious Sarah."
If she happened to see a picture of the man she found herself staring at him for far too long to be normal, he looked achingly familiar and foreign all at once, always in slight shadows, there but not there. She chuckled to herself..well I had better not do THAT, or he will think I've lost my mind, I'll have to watch myself...then again he is probably used to being stared at, in his line of work.
After another hour or so of tossing and turning she drifted off, thinking about those blue eyes that drew her in, and those were just pictures, goodness only knows what will happen when she meets the man...as she finally slipped into slumber..ah well, it will be an adventure, and if there is one thing Sarah loved it was an adventure.
-JARETH-
"You have no power over me!"
Jareth awoke with a start as well..from the same nightmare, only he knew and remembered exactly what the nightmare was..her, saying those those words, and his heart shattering...turning into his owl form, and then she was gone.
"ARRGH! HOGWART!" Jareth demanded loudly, waking his reluctant assistant slumbering in the next room.
Hoggle, grumbling about His Majesties' incessant need to needle him by purposely "forgetting" his name, stumbled groggily out of bed and made his way to the King's room. Even after 9 plus years, getting used to his human, albeit still rather short, form was still a work in progress, after all he was a dwarf for the first several hundred years of his life...a life he hoped soon he will be going back to, if for no other reason, to be able to be a Labyrinth's length away from the Rat King, he thought.
"Yes Yer Majesty?" Hoggle asked, noticing, Jareth looking very bothered...must be the nightmares again.
Jareth glowered at Hoggle, "Hoghead, when did you say Sarah will be joining us?"
"Tomorrow afternoon, Sire.. and it's HOGGLE." Hoggle replied, getting annoyed...really does he have to do that all the time?
Of course he does, it's him. He was looking forward to seeing Sarah again, even if she won't know how he is, she was still the best friend he ever had...he still wore the plastic bracelet she gave him all those years ago.
Maybe then we can all get back to where we belong, and he can get as far away from Jareth as possible...but another part of him felt very wary about helping HIM get Sarah, she deserved better.
Jareth gave Hoggle a smug grin, knowing Hoggle knew he did it on purpose, but he enjoyed doing it anyway, it was his way of dealing with the fact that Hoggle, being Sarah's friend, was part of the deal, even if he could handle this without Sarah's little band of his treasonous subjects.
Like he needs help seducing a woman, especially from a lumpy little dwarf, a big hairy red oaf, and a silly fox and his dog...that is laughable...he is The Goblin King, to whom women flock to just be near.
"Good..very good, in fact, it's the best news I've ever heard, now I can do this and go home, and sweet Sarah will be mine, my Queen." He missed his castle, he missed kicking around goblins, he even missed the runners.
Not that his aboveground life was bad..it was quite nice really, if you have to be here, he thought, might as well have legions of humans, especially lovely human ladies, worship you...and all he had to do was sing...as it was with all of his brethren, his voice was beautiful, and he could weave magic with it, glamour magic...it was as easy as breathing, and humans were so susceptible to it...he smiled to himself...still yet, nothing like being King.
The three traitors often scolded him about the women..but he surmised that until he had Sarah, no sense letting such delicacies go to waste when they were so readily available, he was careful, always wore his gloves, never letting himself have intercourse, but finding other ways to achieve his release. Once he had her though, he will gladly spend eternity seeking his pleasures from his one true mate alone...pleasuring her beyond all measure in return, and punishing her for leaving him, defeating him, and putting him in this position in the first place.
It had taken a very long time to find her, as he was cut off completely from watching or going to her, but find her he had, and better yet, she worked in a field that could bring her directly to him easily. Who would have thought perusing a magazine in a hotel lobby last year would finally point the way? After hiring a private investigator to discover whether this Sarah was HIS Sarah, after several months it was confirmed, it was her..the right town, the right family, the right little brother..Toby had been the key to knowing it was her, raven haired, green eyed, stubborn, smart Sarah.
Thank the Fates for intervening that much at least, he thought, he had less than a year left now..or he would be turned human, with a human lifespan...they all would, and his Kingdom would be forfeit, the goblins would be unprotected, and Gods only knew who would take his lands and do whatever they pleased to those he ruled...even if most of his subjects were simple creatures, he truly cared about them and wanted no harm to come to them...well except for the occasional( maybe a little more than occasional)kicking spree and bogging...but the goblins seemed to like being kicked..mostly.
Hoggle had been standing by Jareth's bedside for several minutes..watching the King think, and getting impatient to be dismissed, the Rat seemed not to notice, or care...sigh...so am I just going to stand here all night or be able to get some sleep?
"May I go back to bed now Ra..er..Majesty?" he said trying cover his almost slip.
Jareth's eye's narrowed...he was well aware of Hoggle's nickname for him, but decided it wasn't worth dealing with at the moment. It would be fun to make him stay up shining his boots all night though.
He sighed..never mind, let it go for now.. "Yes, yes of course Higworth, go to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow don't we? Our Sarah is coming!"
Hoggle went back to his room, and Jareth laid back on the bed, still thinking... "My beautiful precious girl, I bet you have flourished these past years, grown and filled out..how I have missed your cruel green eyes." He said to no one, smiling to himself..."Tomorrow my love."
And with that comforting thought, Jareth slipped into sleep, dreaming of his Queen.

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-SARAH-
Sarah made her way through security, and boarded her flight. Thankfully, she thought, her boss had been kind enough to spring for a first class ticket, so no climbing in out out of her usual economy seat, smashed knees, or stiff neck from sleeping all twisted.
She found her seat and got comfortable.
Once the plane took off she popped on her earphones, listening to Mr. King's latest recording, and reached into her bag and took out the slim red book,
She leaned back and started to read. She was instantly absorbed into the story, but due to her lack of sleep the night before, found herself drifting off to sleep.
Dark and rainy...a storm..so frustrated, Toby was crying again..."'l'll say the words!"..."I wish the goblins would take you away..right now."...Why did he stop crying...where did he go...what are those noises...an owl?...the window flying open..."You're him aren't you, you're The Goblin King...I want my brother back, please, if it's all the same...what's said is said..but I didn't mean it...oh you didn't?...please, where is he?...you know very well where he is...please bring him back, please...Sarah, go back to your room, play with your toys and your costumes, forget about the baby...I can't...I've brought you, a gift...what is it...it's a crystal, nothing more, but if you turn it this way, look into it, it will show you your dreams, but this is not a gift, for an ordinary girl who takes care of a screaming baby...do you want it? Then forget the baby...I can't, it isn't that I don't appreciate what you're trying to do for me, but I want my brother back, he must be so scared...Sarah! Don't defy me!..
GAH!" Sarah wrenched up out of her seat, grasping her neck. "What the hell?" Her heart was pounding. A nightmare? She hadn't had nightmares in years..well except that whole once a year thing. This was something new.
She heard a thud. looking down she noticed the book she had been been reading. "Ohh..wow, I guess I got caught up in that silly book." She laughed at herself. She turned and noticed the lady sitting next to here was shying away from her giving her an odd look.
Sarah cringed. "Sorry, stupid nightmare about silly fairy tale...dumb huh?"
The lady smiled a little and nodded, turning back to her puzzle book, but her eyes slid over to Sarah off and on, as if she needed to keep an eye on her seatmate in case she was going to jump on her or something.
Sarah's heart rate and breathing went back to normal, and she tucked the book back into her bag. She pulled out a nice safe music magazine to peruse for a while.
No need tempting fate. She shook her head at herself. Get a grip Sarah!
She noticed the lady's puzzle book was a book of mazes. Sarah wondered what was up with all the maze references lately.
Ah well, she shrugged to herself, probably just a coincidence. She read through the magazine until she drifted off again, this time without the nightmares.
Yes I know using "King" as his last name is soo overused. I honestly tried all kinds of strange and interesting combos but none of them sounded right, or they ended up sounding goofy or being to difficult to pronounce or not meaning exactly what I wanted them to mean...so I resigned myself to using the same standby last name so often used LOL.
I promise I will try to make it up to you all by making this a really fun rock'n'roll roller coaster ride of a story. Very Very "peachy." Chock full of juicy peaches! I'm hoping it catches on :o)
Jareth will be a bit more wicked and capricious in this story, not so much the "romantic hero" at least to start. It's the world of rock'n'roll so yep..groupies come into play. Par for the course. We all know DB's rep in that area!
A/N Sept 28 2016: To the ANON reviewer who recently left such a glowing review; Thank you! You made my year! This is my baby and it seems my magnum opus of all the stories I've written. I DO have a side story about Zerian(ex-order character) I've been tooling with for a while. I've just never been satisfied with bits of it. I should go back and work on it more, but 2016 has been a craptastic year for us Bowie fans and I've been hopelessly blocked and un motivated. I appreciate your words so much, they give me hope I'm doing something right and motivates me to get back to it.
I do have to(and after such a glowing review I hate to correct anything, you could tell me the sky was tie dye and grass was purple and I would be willing to agree right now haha lol) tell you I am not a sir, but a ma'am. Male Labyfic writers are pretty rare really, for obvious reasons :D
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