Author's Notes: Hi, this is my first Labyrinth fic, just to let you
know. God, I love this movie. =) Please Read/Review and let me know
whatcha think. This scene takes place at the end of the movie,
right as Sarah is reciting the last of the book.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Sacrifices: Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sarah looked at him, at Jareth, the Goblin King. Her
expressive gaze narrowed, then widened with realization. The words
that shattered Jareth's world were breathed through full, parted lips.
"You have no power over me." Such childlike innocence, such
belief. His own tortured gaze widened as he howled.
"No!" His globe of dreams shattered in his hands, cutting is
palms deeply as shards cleaved through his leather gloves. She sensed
in him the need to fall, to crumple to the ground. He seemed so, so
defeated, so diminished. But the only acknowledgment of defeat came
in the form of his bowed head and even then he was terrifying in his
absolute control.
"Release me," Sarah asked, demanded, as a moment of incredibly
painful silence stretched between them. Jareth's head rose a fraction
and she swallowed in response to the depth in his strangely colored
eyes. He smiled crookedly, smirked, and Sarah trembled.
"I would little Sarah but you're no longer mine to release."
He straightened in one swift movement and all illusion of failure was
gone. He was once again every inch the regal Goblin King.
"I... I don't understand." Jareth laughed and the sound was
chilling. All warmth, all promise was gone from his utterly impassive
face. Only faint traces of amusement clung to its visages.
"No, you wouldn't would you Sarah? Let me explain things to
you slowly. You accepted one of my gifts, but though I was the giver
you received the fruits of another." His smile twisted at his own
deliberate pun.
"That peach you ate, it is the Labyrinth's itself. By
accepting it, by eating it, you bound part of yourself here, to it."
Sarah took one faltering step backward as realization hit her but she
wasn't cowed for long, she rarely was. She responded bravely enough,
even if her voice shook.
"But I defeated you, and you are its King. Send me back, now
Jareth." He raised eyebrows even higher at her demand.
"Sarah, Sarah... You did defeat me but those are the rules,
its rules. I am its master and King but I cannot change its nature.
Part of you is owed to this world." She took another step back at the
sudden menace in his voice. Jareth had not accepted his loss
lightly; his pride would never allow that.
"And since you are quite whole extracting the due of a part
might prove uncomfortable..." Sarah swallowed quickly.
"Send me back," she whispered. "I beat your Jareth, I won."
He narrowed those dangerous eyes of his before whirling, turning his
back to her. She stared at his profile, etched out dark against the
stars and took a deep, calming breath.
"Part of you is due but since you are so determined to return
to your mundane world of reality then I offer you a deal. Return now
and when the time comes, I will exact payment. Your first child shall
be mine."
Sarah's face paled at this as her heart cried out against the
very thought of her child being Jareth's. She started to voice her
violent denial, to refuse, but Jareth turned and looked her directly
in the eye. She had never felt to insignificant, so utterly alone, so
vulnerable, so afraid. Never. There was a hell reflected through the
Goblin King's eyes that was barely restrained.
"What shall it be Sarah? Do I own your present or your
future?" She fought back bitter tears. God, she was so tired. How
could thirteen hours seem so long? Her fingers curled into fists at
her sides and she bit one full lip before flinging her answer out from
the very depths of her soul.
"Fine," she cried, "my soul for the present. I promise you my
first child." She saw Jareth's smile of triumph, wondered wildly what
trap he had laid for her, and had time to scream as she was wrenched
back to the world from which she had been taken.
know. God, I love this movie. =) Please Read/Review and let me know
whatcha think. This scene takes place at the end of the movie,
right as Sarah is reciting the last of the book.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Sacrifices: Prologue~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sarah looked at him, at Jareth, the Goblin King. Her
expressive gaze narrowed, then widened with realization. The words
that shattered Jareth's world were breathed through full, parted lips.
"You have no power over me." Such childlike innocence, such
belief. His own tortured gaze widened as he howled.
"No!" His globe of dreams shattered in his hands, cutting is
palms deeply as shards cleaved through his leather gloves. She sensed
in him the need to fall, to crumple to the ground. He seemed so, so
defeated, so diminished. But the only acknowledgment of defeat came
in the form of his bowed head and even then he was terrifying in his
absolute control.
"Release me," Sarah asked, demanded, as a moment of incredibly
painful silence stretched between them. Jareth's head rose a fraction
and she swallowed in response to the depth in his strangely colored
eyes. He smiled crookedly, smirked, and Sarah trembled.
"I would little Sarah but you're no longer mine to release."
He straightened in one swift movement and all illusion of failure was
gone. He was once again every inch the regal Goblin King.
"I... I don't understand." Jareth laughed and the sound was
chilling. All warmth, all promise was gone from his utterly impassive
face. Only faint traces of amusement clung to its visages.
"No, you wouldn't would you Sarah? Let me explain things to
you slowly. You accepted one of my gifts, but though I was the giver
you received the fruits of another." His smile twisted at his own
deliberate pun.
"That peach you ate, it is the Labyrinth's itself. By
accepting it, by eating it, you bound part of yourself here, to it."
Sarah took one faltering step backward as realization hit her but she
wasn't cowed for long, she rarely was. She responded bravely enough,
even if her voice shook.
"But I defeated you, and you are its King. Send me back, now
Jareth." He raised eyebrows even higher at her demand.
"Sarah, Sarah... You did defeat me but those are the rules,
its rules. I am its master and King but I cannot change its nature.
Part of you is owed to this world." She took another step back at the
sudden menace in his voice. Jareth had not accepted his loss
lightly; his pride would never allow that.
"And since you are quite whole extracting the due of a part
might prove uncomfortable..." Sarah swallowed quickly.
"Send me back," she whispered. "I beat your Jareth, I won."
He narrowed those dangerous eyes of his before whirling, turning his
back to her. She stared at his profile, etched out dark against the
stars and took a deep, calming breath.
"Part of you is due but since you are so determined to return
to your mundane world of reality then I offer you a deal. Return now
and when the time comes, I will exact payment. Your first child shall
be mine."
Sarah's face paled at this as her heart cried out against the
very thought of her child being Jareth's. She started to voice her
violent denial, to refuse, but Jareth turned and looked her directly
in the eye. She had never felt to insignificant, so utterly alone, so
vulnerable, so afraid. Never. There was a hell reflected through the
Goblin King's eyes that was barely restrained.
"What shall it be Sarah? Do I own your present or your
future?" She fought back bitter tears. God, she was so tired. How
could thirteen hours seem so long? Her fingers curled into fists at
her sides and she bit one full lip before flinging her answer out from
the very depths of her soul.
"Fine," she cried, "my soul for the present. I promise you my
first child." She saw Jareth's smile of triumph, wondered wildly what
trap he had laid for her, and had time to scream as she was wrenched
back to the world from which she had been taken.