Dream Of Silver Chains

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Chapter 1: A Ball

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Discaimer: I own nothing.

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A/N: So um... First Labyrinth fic (jazz hands) Im just gonna make this a full story. Whether people like it or not.

Please, if you read this, please review, just to let me know what you think and if possible how I can improve.

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Jareth kept ducking around the room, and Sarah desperately kept trying to locate him. Her mind full of his face. She turned around scanning the room. She was unaware he was right in front of her. She bumped into him and softly looked up. Her breath caught as she looked up into his eyes. It was Jareth. She had been tracking Jareth through the room the whole time.

The corners of his lips turned up slightly seeing her. He took this opportunity and placed a hand on her lower back. He was amused seeing how her eyes grew wide simply at his touch. He leaned closer and softly whispered to her. "Care for a dance Sarah?"

His hand was tingling against her back. She gasped softly when she felt his warm breath against her skin. Requesting to dance with her. She felt like she was being suffocated by her gown. She softly nodded and he grabbed her hand.

She didnt even feel the ground as Jareth lead her across the room. She couldn't breathe as her chest was only inches from Jareth's, a few suffocating inches. She was eye level with his chest. She softly bit her lip and looked at him. Only to find a small smile on his face. "Enjoying yourself Sarah?" She nodded.

Jareth couldn't help himself. She was amusing him to no end. He was simply thankful she was unable to remember her brother. She was all his for the taking. And as long as she stayed here. Well then, her few available hours left were quickly fading.

The song gradually began to slow down, or at least it seemed to be the case to Sarah. Jareth softly loosened his grip on her hand. She felt Jareth get close again. Jareth again softly whispered to Sarah, so as to make sure no one else could here, "Stay Sarah. Make this all yours."

Jareth smiled, she was melting in his hands. What made it even better was all it took was a simple dream, and her brother was nothing but a creature that never existed.

Sarah's eyes widened at his offer. She softly let out a breathy yes. An answer that floated in the air, wavering between the two of them. She paid no mind to the clock hanging on the wall, warning her that her time was coming to an end.

Sarah stayed there for the remainder of her time. Dancing with the Goblin King who had stolen her attention. Her heart was thudding and her face was flushed. She never once glanced at the large clock ticking softly. Warning her, that soon it would be too late.

She felt Jareth softly leaning towards her. She could feel his hot breath against her lips. He smiled a bit as she tilted her head towards him, granting him access. Yet, instead he simply spoke against her soft lips, "You are out of time Sarah."

And with those words, Sarah's heart stopped. Jareth smiled pulling away from her, laughing as the rest of the ball room joined in. "Ill see you again soon Sarah. For I do believe I owe you dreams, and a journey back to your silly life of gowns and dolls." And with those words Jareth walked out.

Sarah was choking on her own heart beat. She couldn't believe she had been foolish enough to let time escape her like that. And wasting her precious time dancing with such a horrid man! She went to go after him only to discover that the door he ventured through led to a vision of black. She bent down and felt to see if there was a floor. She was met with air.

Fear clung to her as she slowly backed away from the abyss. She would be a fool to jump down there. She knew nothing was as it seems. But this, was most definitely as it seemed. She ran into a body and looked up scared to see a large woman with a wicked smile. Others slowly crowded around the two.

And they all tossed Sarah in.

If one were to view Sarah as she tumbled through the unending pouch of darkness, one would compare her to young Alice tumbling through a rabbit hole. Only this was not voluntarily, and Sarah was not seeking out a queer rabbit.

Sarah reached out, desperate to find a way to end her tumbling in the dark. She was only met with air. She could not help it as a scream escaped her lips. She was afraid. She was afraid, that this wasn't simply an illusion, but that it was simply Jareth trying to toy with her, scare her, and that she would only find herself a bloody, destroyed mess on one of his stone floors. If Jareth truly were trying to scare her, he was succeeding.

….Scare but never harm...

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Jareth sighed bouncing Toby, "Your sister is a silly girl with dreams that are easily fulfilled. Too bad for her it ended up being her weakness." At the thought a small smile appeared on Jareth's face. It was a self satisfying thought. He had won. The baby was his. Sadly though, there was something he desired much more than the baby. The small child simply giggled and cried.

He desired a girl who dreamed of fantasy. A girl whose inner desires revealed that she was simply the common girl waiting for her prince to come. Or in her case it seemed, she was simply the imaginative reader waiting for her king to come.

He looked at Toby, the giggling mess as he simply sat there drooling. He tossed him to a bewildered goblin. He simply had to know what was going on with dear Sarah, after his brutal blow.

With a simple flick of his wrist a simple crystal appeared. He spun it slightly sighing as he did so, and softly muttered to himself, "What are you up to dear Sarah." She appeared in his crystal, a manifest of darkness and her brilliant white ballgown.

Jareth was simply watching the poor girl tumble through one of his illusions. But the foolish creature didn't seem to grasp that, surely she thought that, but clearly she believed that Jareth was going to harm her. He watched sadly as she reached out into the air, simply trying to save herself from what she believed was impending doom. He simply couldnt help himself as he watched her. Her scream broke him. And caused him to softly whisper to the crystal, "My dear Sarah. I would scare but never harm you." With that, he determined to simply end her suffering. And threw the crystal at the wall.

However, Jareth knew, although he had won, their games of illusions and pure wit were not yet over.