Author: Arashi Maxwell PM
The final scene between Jareth and Sarah told from his point of view. Her words spark a memory he has tried to bury deep. Born when I was thinking about Sarah reading from her little book in the begining.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 709 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 08-14-07 - Status: Complete - id: 3724195
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googI thought of this recently when thinking about Labyrinth, which I have just recently been able to see for the first time. collective gasp I know, I know. Anyway, saw it, fell in love, and thought of this. You know how Sarah reads out of the little book in the beginning? What if that actually happened to Jareth? This is the final scene between him and Sarah from his point of view. Read and review, please.
There she was…beautiful even in her slightly worn jeans and loose, white shirt that were both smudged with small patches of dirt from her trip through the Labyrinth. She turned slowly to face me as I stepped out and my boots clipped against the stone floor. Her eyes widened slightly and she took a step back as I took another one closer.
"Give me the child." Her voice was soft and I knew she had to be mine. Yet her words still irked me…that she would defy me even now.
I paced around her and said softly, "Sarah, beware. I have been generous, up 'til now, but I can be cruel."
"Generous?" Her voice rose slightly in disbelief and she tilted her head slightly, the soft glow of light around us catching in her dark hair. So like hers had been. "What have you done that's generous?"
My normally dormant anger flared and I stopped close in front of her. "Everything! Everything that you wanted I have done. You asked that the child be taken," I began to pace around her again, "and I took him. You cowered before me, and I was frightening. I have reordered time. I have turned the world upside down. And I have done it all for you. I am exhausted from living up to your expectations. Isn't that generous?"
She stared at me for a moment, seeming to think it over. The words suddenly left her lips; horrible, heart-wrenchingly familiar words. "Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City." She began walking forward and I retreated under the barrage of words that she said when she could have no idea what power they held. "For my will is as strong as yours, and my king-" I had to stop her!
"Stop!" She faltered and I went on, "Wait. Look, Sarah, look what I'm offering you. Your dreams." She stared at the crystal in my hand and I had a moment of hope. Only a moment.
"And my kingdom is great." She continued forward again and I backed up, the crystal still held between us.
"I ask for so little." Sarah had to see that, to understand! She hadn't…and it had nearly killed me. "Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want." Sarah seemed to falter again and I took my advantage, holding the crystal out to her as she turned slightly, whispering to herself. "Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave!"
Sarah stared at the ground, still lost in thought even though I knew she had heard me. "My kingdom is great…My kingdom is great…" She stopped and I lifted my head slightly in an unconscious move. Sarah looked almost surprised as she half whispered the last, horrible words. An echo of long ago: "You have no power over me."
I let the crystal roll back into my palm as my heart cried out. Behind me, the clock tolled the thirteenth hour and her voice mixed with an almost-forgotten past, echoing around me as I threw the crystal up in surrender. It arched high into the air, drawing Sarah's eyes as I crumpled, my heart still crying for her. You have no power over me…