Hi thanks for checking out the story - hopefully you didn't press the link by mistake *fingers crossed. I didn't have a summery so I apologize for just using the first few lines of this chapter.

This is my first labyrinth fanfic I'll warn you now there will be saucy situations somewhere along the line so if you are not into that stuff please do not read on but you wouldn't be on the M rated fanfics if you weren't would ya now?

I don't usually share any of my writing with anyone so reviews would be appreciated as I'm umming and arring if to continue with this fic. It starts with Jareth slightly placid but he'll get his umpth back. Also I know David Bowie's eyes are technically both blue but they do look mismatched so their getting two different colours in this fic.

Happy reading :)

Prologue

The King perched on the bannister of the balcony his heavy cape wrapped tight around himself. He looked out over his Kingdom; it hadn't changed in the slightest in all of the centuries he had ruled over the waste land. The landscape remained muted tones of brown with the odd sprinkle of foliage here and there breaking up the bleakness with lush shades of green. His mismatched eyes travelled the intricate twists and turns of the structure that he himself had constructed, the Labyrinth. The ominous maze stretched out before him a constant reminder of the one runner who had bested it and refused his offer of her dreams. Tracing the route the champion had taken from memory he frowned, sure he had made it easier for her than he had for anyone else but he had stolen some of her time in hopes it would hinder her progress yet she had still prevailed.

Lifting his face to the slight breeze the King sighed it had been too long ruling with no one by his side, and the Labyrinth itself called for a queen. He gave a smirk, not just any woman could fit the tittle of Goblin Queen the maze wanted the champion as much as he himself wanted her. Through the lack of a queen the Labyrinth was gradually getting harder to control as if it was rebelling against the king's order; it was slowly slipping into an unfriendly territory to venture into due to its unruly nature. He watched as that very entity began to shift its walls through no action on his part, no doubt causing its current runner to think she was losing her mind. A shriek rang out causing a flock of blackbirds to fly away from an expanse of the kingdom easily identified as the bog of eternal stench; fumes from the noxious gasses could be seen distorting the air above the area. Frowning the king turned to look into the throne room that the balcony jutted from the raucous noise of sobbing could be heard within, disappearing in a shower of glitter he instantly reappeared on the outskirt of the room and watched the scene before him.

A screaming golden haired infant in the centre of the room had an army of goblins surrounding it cooing and making faces in an attempt to sooth the young boy that reminded him of the child the champion had wished away. He smiled at the thought of young Toby; he had grown quite fond of the boy in the short time he had spent with him so much so he had visited him every now and then in his owl form leaving a gift each time, he had grown considerably.

He pulled himself from his thoughts and headed to the bawling babe his heavy cape whipping out behind him causing the goblins sat on the floor to dodge the hefty material as he passed, scooping the child up the king walked to his throne and took a seat "no wonder he was crying your all utterly hideous" he said in a clipped English accent resting the child on his knee and bouncing him a little. Most of the goblins chuckled at his remark and went about their business within the room. One larger goblin nudged a smaller one as they walked away nearly knocking him off his feet.

"It funny because it true" he stated the king shook his head and grimaced he was surrounded by idiots.

The goblin king looked down at the now soothed child his eyes were wide with awe "hello, little fellow" he said giving the boy a wicked smile causing his bottom lip to begin to quiver which instantly ceased when he was bounced once more "no tears" the king said stealing a glance across the room to a spot above the double doors that lead out into the corridor, a large black clock was affixed to the wall the dial displaying thirteen notches for thirteen hours. The larger hand shifted hitting the thirteenth marker signalling another hour past. The runner had only two hours left in which to solve his maze she hadn't even made it to the two-faced doors when he had last been watching her progress. "Would you like me to tell you a story?" the king asked the once again content child which was now sucking its thumb. At the word of a story the goblins began to gather around taking up places on the floor in front of their king.

He started his story right from the beginning telling of how the one and only champion of the labyrinth Sarah Williams wished her younger sibling away to the fearsome goblin king, how she had made it through dangers untold to progress through the king's Labyrinth, and how she had danced within a crystal. He paused momentarily at that part remembering how she had felt as they had danced together but then cleared his throat and hurried on "Sarah Williams stormed the castle dispensing of the city's foolish guard rather easily" he gave the goblins around him a pointed glare which in turn shifted awkwardly and glanced away "and once she was inside she entered a room twisted in unimaginable ways where she was offered her dreams but she refused them". He paused once more staring blankly at the door in front of him.

"In doing so she saved the child that was in no real danger, and refused a being that would of given her everything she had ever asked for and more. All the king wanted in return was for her to give herself to him willingly for all eternity" he sighed and looked around the room most of the goblins had fallen asleep and were snoring loudly and the child had drifted off long ago but he finished his story anyway "but little did the champion know she had eaten from the kings realm so therefore was always bound to him whether she liked it or not, and the date to stake a claim for her hand was fast approaching" standing he placed the child down gently on the pad of his seat and materialized a blanket to shield him from the chill in the air.

Turning his attentions to the clock once more he raised a black leather clad hand and pointed to the ornate timepiece speeding up time to leave the runner a mere ten minutes, the story had barely killed an hour and he was growing impatient with this particular runners lack of progress.

He transported himself to one of the many identical paths in the labyrinth and leaned against the wall waiting for the women to pass by. When she eventually did she screeched at the top of her lungs "where is my Joshua?" as soon as she set eyes on him. The king simply eyed her with disinterest.

"He is safe, but you my dear have run out of time" he said coldly as she broke down in hysterics flopping to the floor the action almost exaggerated

"No it can't be over, I have more time!" she wailed to the uncaring man stood before her.

"On the contrary I grew tired at your lack of intelligence to defeat MY labyrinth" the ground gave a slight rumble at the comment the construction called out for its rightful owner.

"What will you do to him?" the women asked through her sobs.

"I've told you he will become a goblin" he replied his face emotionless. Yet another flood of ear piercing wails rang out, he pushed away from the wall and approached her flipping his cloak out to cover the crumpled women. When he pulled the material back she was gone; back to the Above, back to her home and back to her bed minus the child she called Joshua. The king felt nothing for her loss she had decided to make a senseless wish regarding something so precious she would have to deal with the consequences.

The king began to stroll through the tricky turns of the labyrinth running a gloved hand along a crumbling wall, he watched as small pebbles fell away and clattered onto the stone floor his creation slowly dying before his eyes. As he walked along his hand never leaving the decaying surface the walls began to shift boxing him in allowing no escape, he could easily just teleport himself out but instead he chose to stay "were not so different are we?" he asked with a chuckle, laying his palm flat to the cracked brick. "The champion came and left just as quick stealing my heart and your loyalty away in a mere thirteen hours" the floor rumbled once more as if in agreement.

"She will be our queen by any means necessary" he said reassuring himself more than anything, the walls began switching once more revealing a straight path directly to the Goblin City.

The king followed the trail silently until he emerged from the opening; he had been brought out by a fountain decorated with miniature statuettes that strangely resembled that snivelling dwarf Haggle pissing into the pool below. The king pursed his lips he had no recollection of installing such a piece. Turning back to look up the path he had just come from "thank you" he said genuinely tilting his head slightly "you will have your queen before the year is out" he told the structure who's stone slabs began rattling making what sounded like a hissing noise and the walls seemed to double in height towering high as if it was making a threat for the king to keep his promise. He turned away and walked towards the city gates, he would be counting the days until he could return for his queen but right now he had a wished away child named Joshua to deal with.

Don't fancy being sued so I don't own any characters, places or objects from the film Labyrinth.