Hello readers! Yes, I am back with this new version on the Labyrinth 2 story...the old one got lost when my computer shut down. It will be removed so sorry to the previous readers who did enjoy it, but it wasn't getting that much hits anyway. I plan on updating this tomorrow night but don't expect the chapters to come quickly! Thank you to my patient fans and readers who continue to read my fanfics!

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Labyrinth 2

Return to the Labyrinth

Chapter 1: The Girl's suffering…

As the world sweeps through…everything you wanted I have done…though my kingdom is great…I ask for so little, just let me rule you, and you can have…please bring him back, please…Sarah

"Sarah!" cried out a very loud voice from behind the frightened twenty-year old, who looked around the stage in panic.

"You have no power over me!" She screamed as she fell to her knees, tears falling down her checks.

Everyone around her stood staring in confusion, wondering what in the world got into their beautifully, talented star as she continued to cry. Sure, it was only one night away from opening but Sarah had done so many shows with this production that it frightened most of her colleagues to see her this way.

"Sarah, are you alright?" asked David who quickly ran to her side, rubbing her back. Both of them were cousins, having only met two years ago with this production because of Sarah's real mother, and were quite inseparable.

"Let's take a break for about ten minutes but I want everybody back here pronto at 10:00," the director stated as he looked at his watch before heading over to where Sarah was at. "My dear, what has gotten into you? Ever since we brought out this play, you have had nothing but troublesome thoughts…nightmares even!"

"I'm sorry sir," Sarah said plainly as she calmed down. "I really don't know what's wrong with me. I promise, I'll be back at ten with a smile."

"Do so Sarah," the director nodded. "If I get one more outburst, Leah will have to take over the role. I can't chance this happening tomorrow night."

"She'll be fine sir," David stated. "I'll bring the old Sarah back!"

As if, Sarah thought to herself.

Four months ago, when Joe-the director-came to Sarah with this whole idea of a play based off her old book The Labyrinth, Sarah was going crazy with random memories playing through her head. After the ordeal in the Labyrinth, Sarah was sent to her mother in New York where she could neither see Toby again nor her friends from the Labyrinth. It seemed like the only way she could actually talk to Hoggle and the others was through the old mirror in her room. But Linda broke that the night she returned after seeing Sarah's room in such a messy state.

"What's up Sarah? And don't pull the 'it's nothing' card on me," David asked in great concern as they sat themselves on a bench outside. "Joe's right, something very odd has been happening to you and it has to do with this play."

"Not right now David. You wouldn't be able to understand," Sarah admitted sadly as she looked up into the trees, only to gasp as she saw a very familiar white barn owl perched on one of the branches. "Please, just leave me alone." She suddenly got up and started running through the park just outside the studio, heading over to her favorite secluded area where she use to take Toby when he was first home from the hospital.

Why? Why now do these memories plaque me so much? Is it because of the owls I have been seeing? Is it because I'm so close to home? Sarah thought hard as she sat on the ground, surrounded by lilies and roses. I have to get a hold of myself before I lose my career. I mean, he died right? That's why he hasn't answered my calls like Hoggle and the others had. That's why he didn't come the night- Sarah choked back the tears of her horrible memory. Had if really been only three years since that night? She had to go through so many therapists, none succeeding in bringing Sarah out of her depression. No one did…except when she met David. He was her mother's nephew…had just came home from a school in Germany where he graduated from. Never had even heard of him, but the moment he met Sarah…she returned.

"Sarah," called out a voice on the wind, a memory from the past. Sarah clasped her hands over her ears as her name was called again and again.

"No!" she cried as wave after wave of emotions spilled out of her. "Not anymore! I can't stand this! He's dead! He's dead and gone! He'll never know about me…about my feelings!" She began to cry harder. "JARETH!"

Her scream rung out through the kingdom…a sweet woman's voice that had not been heard in five long years. The sounds of wings flapping could be heard as their King departed for a second time that day.

I'm coming Sarah…

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