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Sacrifices	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 9590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sarah noticed the car far back behind her but tried to ignore it. When she turned off the road onto the dirt road that led to the site, it did not follow. She breathed a sigh of relief.
Jareth had not enjoyed riding in the car before, he would have downright miserable considering how fast she was going. She was just glad she didn't get pulled over.
She went as far as she could, which was up to the locked gate. She grabbed her tools and called Jareth.
He appeared before her instantly. "You need to get me in."
He wrapped an arm around her and created a crystal. "Close your eyes."
The world tilted and her stomach protested, but in seconds she was back on solid ground.
She opened her eyes and took a step forward, a little dizzy. "Hang on a second I need to get my bearings. That's a handy trick."
"Magic does have it's advantages. Now, if you are settled we need to do this." Jareth urged.
Sarah took off and raced through the site, Jareth at her side, but letting her lead. She watched the ground so she wouldn't trip in a hole and hurt herself.
She got to the pit and the dark expanse looked terrifyingly ominous. Like a mouth to hell.
Sarah shoved her growing dread aside. She had her flashlight and found the ladder, climbing down and picking her way through to where she had been earlier. Jareth was behind her, holding the coin up and watching it closely.
"Here, I was here." Sarah said. She got on her knees and began carefully digging.
"Go faster." Jareth said, impatience coloring his voice.
"Jareth, I'm an archaeologist, it's against my nature to just throw dirt over my shoulder. Hang on."
As she worked, using her trowel and her fingers to move the wet earth, it started to sprinkle.
"Wonderful. Shit." She grumbled. She flipped the hood on her sweatshirt up. She hadn't even put on her gloves.
Look." Jareth breathed behind her. She turned and saw the coin on it's chain begin to glow. "We are close!"
Sarah gave up pretense and just dug through the muck that was forming. A few minutes later she hit something hard.
"You could help here you know." She told him.
He dropped the chain around her neck and dug into the dirt, helping her clear whatever it was Sarah had hit.
She found an edge and pulled, falling backward as the thing gave way.
In her hands was a round stone, maybe 8 inches wide side to side each way.
She sat back up and worked at cleaning the dirt away. It had grooves in it.
"Come on." She told Jareth. She climbed out of the pit and turned on one of the hoses, washing away the dirt. As layers of it fell away, the carving of The Labyrinth was revealed. In the middle was a slot which the coin would fit in exactly.
They looked at each other with relief. "Now I'll go get my tools and we can get out of here."
"Not so fast Sarah." Danny came out of the darkness holding a small handgun. He looked at Jareth and a brief look of confusion crossed his face but disappeared. "Nice getup. Going to a costume party?"
"Danny..I can explain. See the stone is..." Sarah began. Danny cocked the gun and she stopped.
"You do not want to do that boy." Jareth said. As his hands were bare he could not touch the thing. It was clearly iron.
"Don't I? I'm a man, not a boy. That stone belongs to my master and you won't take it. He has worked for years to get permission to search this site. He told me about you Sarah. You were trying to steal from him. Take the glory for yourself."
"Your Master?" Sarah was confused. "Professor O'Donnell?"
Someone appeared in the darkness behind him. "Teimhnín, dear. You may call me that now."
He walked to stand beside Danny, his own gun in his gloved hand. All he did was stare at Jareth. "Greetings dear nephew. It has been far too long since I have looked upon one of my people."
"Uncle why are you doing this? You know no good can come of opening this door. If you want to go underground, simply ask and I will gladly take you." Jareth reasoned.
As Sarah watched, O'Donnell dropped his glamour. His hair lengthened to just past his shoulders and darkened, and his gray eyes were an inhuman silver. Markings similar to Jareth's appeared, his brows tilted upwards, his ears developing the subtle pointing, his teeth sharp. He was still dressed in khakis and denim shirt, which made it all seem off kilter.
"Fuck the underground." He spat. "I want our lands back. I want my people back. These filthy vermin stole everything from us, Jareth. Stand with me, help me gather our warriors, We are immortal now. We can take them. Enslave those who comply, kill those who will not. You can even keep your little pet here, for as long as wish. Until she becomes old and ugly, as they all do. Your father was right, you know. You have seen how they have raped this world. How they treat their own."
Jareth hesitated, gauging his uncle's mental state.
"An rí owl Jar et mac Danu e Conall."* The older man whispered to Jareth. "Mo chuid fola. Thar aon daoine eile, is é an chéad fola."**
"Uncle I understand your rage. I once felt that way. Really I did. There is no use in shedding more blood. Those who died are gone. Come and join your family. Deaglán has 2 children now. We are growing again but still too few. We cannot afford the losses that would come with a war with the humans. There are billions now. It is their world." He held out his hands in a peaceful gesture.
O'Donnell's, really Teimhnín's, eyes grew red with fury. Jareth then came to the realisation that his uncle had probably gone completely mad all these years separated from his kin, living among humans, stewing about the past had eaten away any ounce of compassion and love he had ever had.
Sarah took a step towards Jareth, and Danny closed in, pointing his gun at her chest. "Sarah, stay out of this. If you're smart you'll just stand there and be quiet. My master won't harm us."
Teimhnín laughed. Shoving the boy away, which knocked his gun onto the ground."You stupid piece of nothing. I would kill you like stepping on an ant. I used you, marked you, manipulated you with magic. As for her, she is no better. Though it does disgust me my own blood took to caring about a human girl. Of all things. Did we not learn our lessons? Really Jareth? They are little more than mewling chattel."
Jareth out of worry, walked sideways until he was beside Sarah. "This is not about her. Leave her out of this. She is mine to do with as I wish. Do not tell me in all these years here, you did not find the occasional use of a human female necessary."
Sarah's mouth dropped open at his words. "What..what do you mean?"
"Shut up, Sarah." Jareth said. He hoped she would forgive her. If his uncle thought he didn't care, he might be able to save her. If he didn't see her as a weakness for Jareth, he might let her go. "I did what I had to do to save my people." He said loud enough for all to hear. "Even lying with a human. You, uncle, should know I always do my duties. I have claimed her as my property. You have no right to judge my choices."
"Somehow, Jareth, I do not believe you. I think, that you think, you love the girl. Did I use a human now and then? Yes, though it pains me to say it. It was rather unfortunate for them, as none of *my* conquests lived to see another sunrise." Teimhnín said flatly. Like such a thing was a matter of course.
Sarah's blood ran cold. She couldn't even imagine how many women, or humans in general had been murdered by this man.
"Yes..well..you do apparently do not know me well anymore. I care for no woman." He turned and gave Sarah a look of derision so fierce Sarah cringed and took a step back. "She beat my Labyrinth so it was my duty to protect her. So why not use her body? She is fairly attractive."
Jareth's uncle sneered. "Then get the stone and the coin and give them to me, Jareth. I was going to kill both you and your mother, but this way, we can kill Danu together and lead our people. She never answered for her crime of killing my brother. Your own father, Jareth."
"I am telling you Teimhnín, it is NOT possible to win against the humans!" Jareth repeated. "We will just go underground and take the stone, closing the door once and for all, then we will be safe. You know why mother took his life. She was the only one strong enough. He was killing people. He was enjoying it. He grew an insatiable bloodlust."
Teimhnín stepped forward and grabbed Danny by the neck, lifting him up into the air. "Conall was right. They are nothing but mewling, puling animals rutting like pigs, uncaring about even their own wellbeing. You want to save these people? Be safe from these..things? Jareth I could crush him in a second. Look." He started to squeeze Danny's throat. The man flailed helplessly, trying to breathe as his face started turning blue.
"No!" Sarah yelled. "Don't kill him!"
Her heart was broken into a million pieces at Jareth's words, but she couldn't stand by and let Danny be killed. He was obviously a pawn.
"She is right." Jareth agreed. "Put him down."
His uncle let him go and Danny flopped to the ground, almost unconscious. Sarah went to go to him but Teimhnín had his gun in his gloved hand, pointing it at her. "I will kill her then. Your obligation will be over if she is dead."
Jareth moved fast, standing in front of her. "You will not. I will not allow it."
"Then you are a liar. A fool, and a liar. Like your mother. You care for this one. You disgust me Jareth. Do you know what these bullets are made of? Iron. Pure cold iron. I had them custom made in case I had to put you down. I will if necessary. Give me the stone. I'll let you walk away with your human."
Jareth knew he was lying. He could not afford to let any of them live. "I will not. It will be returned to my mother. It is made from her magic."
"Then I am sorry, nephew. Say hello to your sister for me, will you? Sweet Laoise. Perhaps I will give Sarah the same kind of end your dear sister was afforded. Please tell me she is carrying your child Jareth, that would make it so much sweeter. I would kill her first but you would prevent that." He fired.
Except he hadn't counted on Sarah pushing as hard as she could, sending Jareth flying. Even she had not expected such strength.
"No!" She screamed.
Everything moved in slow motion for her. She could see the bullets coming at her but could not move in time to avoid them. Her eyes bulged as the pain exploded in her chest and stomach.
Jareth rolled and sprung into a crouch. He pulled the iron dagger out of his boot and threw it, hitting it's mark the middle of Teimhnín's chest.
His uncle fell backwards.
As soon as Jareth's dagger pierced Teimhnín's heart, the hold he had over Danny was broken. The younger man picked up his gun, which had been loaded with the same bullets, and shot the prone form of Teimhnín laying in the dirt. The man he knew as Professor O' Donnell and he had so admired. He shot until the gun was empty.
If Jareth had not killed Teimhnín now he was well and truly dead. All that iron instantly fatal.
Danny turned to find Jareth cradling Sarah in his arms.
"Sarah..Sarah..no..I cannot heal this..Sarah!" He shook her as he talked, begging her to open her eyes.
"I'll call an ambulance and open the gate." Danny said, rushing to use the phone in one of the tents.
Sarah coughed and choked, blood dribbling from between her mouth. "Jar.." she tried to say.
"Stay with me my love, The boy is fetching human healers. The iron..I cannot heal such a wound." He answered.
She shook her head trying to smile and failing. She managed to reach up and touch his face, just for a second. "Dying...I know...Jareth..love you.." Her eyes closed again.
An idea came to him. He grabbed the stone nearby and placed the coin in it's slot and chanted the words to open the door, surprised he remembered them after so long.
The stone glowed blue and green."Come to áit a bhfuil mé Danu."***
"What has happened here..is that Teimhnín'?" His mother said as she appeared and kneeled next to him.
"You have to help her mother. She is dying!" Jareth pleaded.
Danu's hands passed over Sarah's wounds. "Jareth I cannot do anything about this. Iron in those wounds prevents even me. All I can do is safely guide her spirit to where it belongs."
Jareth held Sarah's body against himself, her blood flowed freely and soaked his clothes. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips turning blue, her blood on his lips and cheeks. He did not care.
"I will always love you. Mo ghrá , mo lasair cúpla, mo shaol..."****
Danu formed a clear crystal over Sarah's body. "Go Jareth. You must not be seen. You have too many dealings with humans to let yourself be known to them."
Jareth gently laid Sarah into his mother's arms. Looking around eyes burning with rage, he formed a fire crystal, and poured as much energy into it as he could without passing out from the strain. The red orb burned his skin but he ignored the pain.
Screaming he flung it at the tent holding his bones. It exploded in a fire so hot everything would be ash before it was put out.
Taking one last look at Sarah in Danu's arms. He could tell she was gone. He hesitated to leave her there like she was.
"I will take care of this Jareth, go. My magic is stronger and it will be faster." His mother commanded. "Leave the stone. I will need it travel, and I will bring it with me."
Jareth's eyes, full of despair, took one last sweeping look at the tragic scene before him, then he was gone.
Seeing the empty pain in her son's eyes Danu made a decision. Something she would not typically do without permission of the one making the transition, but that was not possible.
She looked into the crystal, then closed her eyes concentrated. She could her a noise growing closer, a wailing screaming noise that she knew meant humans were coming. She paid them no mind.
As she chanted a mist was gathering within the crystal, glowing white, it twisted within as if trying to escape the confines of the glass and flee.
"Not so fast, my dear, not so fast. " She smiled when she was done, the crystal full of light.
She heard running. She stood and saw dim figures approaching her. She held the stone and whispered.
"Hey lady!" Someone yelled.
As they got to the place where the woman had been there was nothing.
Except the body of a woman lying on the ground obviously deceased. The fire crew was only minutes behind. The ambulance had seen the flames far enough away to call in.
Danny fell to the ground beside Sarah's body. "Oh Sarah..I'm so sorry." He cried. He had been used, manipulated, twisted..and now his friend was dead because of it.
Of Teimhnín, there was nothing, not even a pool of blood.

Translations of the Gaelic phrases in order of appearance:
*The Owl King son of Danu and Conall.
**My blood. Above all others, blood is first.
***Come to where I am Danu
****My love, my twin flame, my life
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