Glitter in the Blood | By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 2135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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At 65, Linda Williams wasn't such a hot commodity anymore.
Oh she got roles that keep her going, had all the money and things she wanted, all she could ever want
She had a string of failed marriages and had had no children.
Well, no children anyone knew of, but her.
She didnt know, didn't understand what the consequences would be, how it would feel.
She didn't know the loophole was that no one would remember but her.
Hell, she didn't even know if she had hallucinated the whole fucking thing and she managed to get extremely lucky soon after.
And 25 years ago she found out.
Her daughter was gone.
She had called her ex husband's home to wish her daughter happy birthday. Robert hadn't known what she was talking about and assumed she was drunk.
What daughter? Linda are you drunk?
Sarah was gone and no one knew but her.
She sold her child to the devil. A beautiful shade who she knew had to be some hallucination.
He wasn't.
So she tried to forget.
She drowned her pain in work, booze and men, winning award after award, with a huge ball of terrible regret eating away at her soul.
It was too late.
Or was it?
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It was Mother's Day weekend and Linda was going crazy.
The night was lit up by the full moon as she drove herself to the woods near her old home.
The woods where she had, all those years ago, carried her innocent daughter and met her fate, and handed her only child's life away.
Because she was stupid, young and selfish.
Linda wove her way through the trees, crying and falling all over, her dress torn and dirty.
"I'm so sorry! Please! Return her! She doesn't deserve this! Take me in her place! I'll do anything!"
She fell to the ground in a clearing and stayed there.
"I think not. I have no use for an old woman. You couldn't even birth children. Why would I want to be saddled with a drunken hag like you who plotted to murder a child. I have goblins to scrub my floors."
The voice came from above. Through her haze she saw boots in front of her, and slowly her head lifted to see him.
"You are evil. You are the devil." she seethed.
He knelt down and cupped her chin.
"No, but I know him. Even he wouldn't kill a child. Children have no place in the devil's underworld."
He grinned, his sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight.
"Now, what's this here? You were given what you asked for, and I took what was rightfully mine. I was more than fair. My Queen for you? Oh you surely must be kidding."
She just stared at him wide eyed.
"But I can be generous, so I offer you a consolation."
He created a crystal, and blew it to the side. As she watched it got larger until it blinded her with its light. There was a popping sound and the light was gone.
In its place stood a woman.
Sarah. Dressed in matching armor to the man who stole her away. She looked like she hadn't aged at all.
It surprised Linda to feel jealousy burn through her for a few seconds.
"Look, my love, your mother missed you." Jareth announced in a sing song voice.
Linda pushed down her feelings and stood to greet her. "Sarah...I'm so so sorry.. I didn't know what would happen... I...you have to forgive me..."
"Mother." Sarah hissed. Her eyes hard and cruel, her sweet voice Linda remembered now a low growl.
"If you will excuse me, ladies, I have business to attend to." He turned to Linda and bowed. "Our business is finished."
He walked to Sarah. "Dearest, do what you will. I've shielded the space. If you need me to assist in...cleaning up, feel free to call me. Please be home for supper. The children would miss you."
He smiled at Linda in a way that chilled her to her bones and disappeared like the Cheshire cat, his smile the last to fade away.
"So umm...you had kids?" Linda asked nervously. She didn't know what to say.
"Shut up. Linda Williams, you are charged with conspiring to kill a Queen. Do you know the price for that in the Underground?"
"But Sarah, I mean, you weren't a queen. You were a kid. Look Sarah I thought it was a dream!"
Her voice rose as panic set in, a s it dawned on her she might be in danger.
"I really did I swear! I'd been drinking and took a couple of pills! I was out of my head and that...that thing took advantage of me!"
Sarah began to laugh. "*He* took advantage of you?"
She began to walk slowly around the older woman, slapping a crop against her leather clad thigh, her green eyes burning holes into the older woman.
Linda had a flash of her daughter as a baby. Those wide innocent green eyes looking up at her lovingly from her crib, her little hands stretching out...crying and calling for "mama" as Linda sat there staring at this baby she never really wanted that she had with a man she never really loved.
Except now, all the innocence was burned away. The love a distant memory. All she saw was cruelty and contempt.
Sarah stopped in front of her. Face to face.
She brought the crop up and touched it to her mother's cheek.
Then she smiled, and Linda saw her daughter's smile matched the Kings smile. Sinister and knowing.
The pain against her face as the crop struck home burned and in her inebriated state caused her to fall to her knees.
Sarah stood over her, magic crackling around her, dark hair blowing in an unseen wind, her eyes glowing with green fire.
Then she spoke. "Don't even try to excuse yourself. Did you think he wouldn't tell me? Show me? You begged him to take me! He showed me everything! You had a knife at my throat! You were going to kill me and leave me to rot here!"
Sarah brought the crop down on the other side of her face. And Linda's eyes watered as another line of fire traced her face.
"You disgust me, mother. He is not my favorite person, by far, but at least I know he would never do what you have done. What he did was terrible, but I understand him now. I understand why after years and years of watching the casual hate and cruelty of humans, he is who and what he is. He *never* steals, or takes, because of heartless bitches like you, he never has to."
Linda forced herself up again." Sarah please. We could just leave. I know you're mad at me but we could...gah!"
The crop left a line of fire across her chest.
"What? You think we would bond, drink tea and share recipes?! Do you have any concept who you gave me to?! Where I've been, what I've done? How I've had to survive!? "
Sarah grabbed her mother off the ground, holding her slightly above her head by the woman's neck, her feet not quite touching the earth.
"I've killed for far less than what you've done, Mother."
She let Linda choke for another moment then dropped her ungraciously to the ground.
"My humanity is gone, Linda dearest. You don't seem to understand that. I have no attachment to you."
"But what about Toby?" Linda scrambled for something to distract her enraged daughter.
Sarah's eyes flashed. They dimmed a little and Linda saw a hint of despair behind everything.
She had no idea that was the wrong thing to say.
Sarah picked her up and threw her across the clearing.
"Do NOT say his name. You do not deserve to have the privilege to say it. Because that, too, is your doing. You stole him from me too."
Linda knew her arm was broken. She hadn't expected Sarah to be like this. To be so cruel.
"Please Sarah, I...I shouldn't have come here, I know that now. I'll just go.." She began to crawl away, scrabbling to her feet.
But this was not her child. She did not look at her like that child did so long ago.
Sarah grabbed her by the neck from behind. "What, not staying for a coffee clatch?"
Linda stilled. "You're going to kill me, aren't you. Then do it okay? I deserve it I know! Get it done! I can't live with this anymore anyway!" She screeched as Sarah's fingers dug deeper.
Linda found herself on the ground again.
She sat there panting, and waited for her death.
At least it would be over. Finally some peace.
"I was going to." Sarah said with a soft purr.
"But, I have better idea. In fact, I've brought a gift. It's Mother's Day is it not?"
Linda forced herself up and turned to face Sarah, who was calmly waiting for her replay.
"Yes."
Sarah grinned. "Well, Happy mother's day, Mama."
Linda tried to step back, but Sarah had created a binding crystal to hold her still.
A knife appeared in Sarah's hand.
She pulled off a glove and sliced her own palm, then grabbed Linda's hand and did the same as Linda trembled under the spell that held her in place.
The moment her daughter's blood touched her Linda's, felt a tingling, then burning, then excruciating fire go up her arm and into her body as Sarah quietly chanted a spell.
When it was done Sarah unbound her, healed her own hand and slipped her glove back on as Linda thrashed on the ground.
Linda didn't know how long it was. Seconds or hours, it was hard to tell. All she knew is she was burning alive.
But she wasn't. Eventually the pain ceased and she found she could move her arm.
Sarah stood calmly, waiting, as Linda got up and faced her once more
Linda saw The King standing in shadows close behind, a hand on Sarah's hip.
"This is your choice?" He whispered into Sarah's ear, but Linda heard. Her hearing was now somehow magnified.
"Yes, my king." Sarah whispered back.
"Very well. Only for you will I allow it." He ran a finger down Sarah's face, and Linda observed a slight flinch from her daughter.
"What did you do!?" Linda got up the nerve to ask. She felt very strange.
"Why, now you will live forever as you are Mother. Just like me. Isn't that generous?"
Linda's mouth dropped open. "Whaaa...why!?"
Jareth stepped forward. "Of course you have no magic, mortals with magic is dangerous, but you will live on, enjoying the fruits of all your labors for all time."
The devil's smile was back. "Again the Underground blesses you."
"Can we just go home now?" Sarah blurted out.
To Linda's ears, she sounded now a bit like teenager asking for something from a parent. The intimidating low tone was gone. She sounded just like Sarah at 15.
What has that...thing done to her?
"I'm tired and I don't want to be here anymore. Please?"
"Of course." Jareth replied. "Let's get you home, pet. Perhaps a nap and a bath."
He put an arm around Sarah to guide her away, but stopped to say one last thing. "Enjoy your new life, Linda."
They were gone.
Linda fled. Her arm was healed but it was also throbbing. She stumbled to her car and got as far away as she could.
The next day, Linda awoke in a field on the side of the road, facedown.
She didn't know how she got there, but she was clutching her bottle of tequila and her car was nearby. Her hands were covered in dried blood.
She crawled to her car and pulled herself into it.
The crazy memories of the night flooded her mind.
What an insane dream! Fucking hell! She thought. No more cheap tequila and Xanax.
When she got in she went to check her face as it felt puffy, and nearly fainted.
There were two long jagged crusted scars, one on each side of her face, and one across her chest, blood dried around them. They looked awful.
"What the actual fuck!"
A faint echo of a female voice whispered in her ear.
Sarah's voice.
"Enjoy life eternal...as you are... "
The high pitched giggle that followed was joined by a low pitched chuckle, then faded away.
Linda screamed, and screamed, staring at the blood all over herself and the scars in the mirror that would always mar her face and chest, and remind her of her crimes against her daughter.
And the blood glittered.
~fin~
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Okay okay, I've acquiesced. Not a detailed multi chapter, but an ending of a sort.
Linda got her comeuppance and we see a hint of a very strange JS relationship, as it would be.
He's not exactly abusive, but he's not exactly kind either.
He is her King, Lord and Master and she answers only to him. He trained her, taught her, owns her, rewards her, and punishes her. He demanded children from her, she gave him children.
Does he love her? I guess that depends. He certainly covets her as his most beautiful prize of all, and in my headcanon for this version of his world, killed viciously to protect and keep her for his own. I can't say that's loving her, or just loving owning her. Interpretation up to you all, dear readers.
Yes, it's not my usual thing, and a detailed story like this isn't really in me, but I think readers get the gist.
A question I anticipate is about Linda's arm healing and wounds not healing.
The answer is, the wounds Sarah caused are laced with her magic, and Linda broke her arm by falling down, not magically, so it was able to be healed by the spell, while the others were prevented from healing by Sarah.
As always thank you all so very much!
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