Underneath the Crystal Moon

By: WickedGame

a/n: I do not own Labyrinth, I do own all original characters. This is a three-part story.

Part One – Phoenix.

Part Two – Damien.

Part Three – Eamon.

Prologue

Three beautiful Fae children lay on their backs in a moonlit garden, holding hands and staring at the crystal moon. One had pale blond hair with black tips that shone like silver and the bright green eyes of his mother. One had raven black hair with blond streaks and the mismatched eyes of his father. The girl had red hair with streaks of black and white and eyes that shone with the glow of fire, bright orbs of light. They were triplets, three parts of a whole. They were heirs to all their parents surveyed, and held the legacy of a great kingdom.

They were always this close, rarely straying from one another. Even as the boys grew taller, the girl stayed petite. They were all three strong-willed, strong-minded, imaginative dreamers.

Finally the blonde prince spoke.

"Do you believe that we will ever love like mom and dad?"

The raven-haired prince considered his response before answering.

"A love like theirs is damned near impossible to find Eamon. Dad had loved mom long before she even ran the Labyrinth. Plus, we have to consider that they may have never married if it weren't for the prophecy. I do not know if there is a woman or a man out there that we could love as much as mom and dad love each other," he said in his quiet voice. Damien never said much, but when he did he tended to astound people with his intelligence.

The red head stayed quiet, daydreaming of a man she could love. She dreamt of more things than castles and balls. That stuff she could do without. She wanted someone that could dream with her. Finally, she spoke in her ethereal voice. It was sweet and clear.

"One day we will," Phoenix said, and knew she had to believe it.

And they lay there like they did every night since they were kids, holding hands and dreaming of what was to come underneath the crystal moon.