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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 14
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Makes No Sense At All (Labyrinth) - Ch 14 Chapter 14 - The harder I try to make things right, the further down I sink "Come now Champion, this is a poor performance from you," the Sphinx interrupted Sarah's internal struggle with the right answer. She glared at it, wishing silently for the right answer. She was a writer for pete's sake! Words were her profession - twisting them into something magical. With that thought it dawned on her, so simple but yet so complicated, just like the words in a story. Sarah looked up at the now not so magnificent creature and smiled triumphantly,"That is playing dirty, wording it like that. The answer is to read and to write." The Spinx was getting ready to leap at the girl, so sure of its victory, until the words left her lips. She had guessed correctly, the conniving brat. It sighed in disappointment at the loss of a meal. Bound by the rules it had to adhere to, it stepped aside. "Correct," it said ungraciously,"You may proceed through the pyramid to your freedom." It looked away, feigning disinterest at its no longer prey. Sarah kept an eye on it as she made her way to the entrance, ready to run at the first movement from her adversary, but it stayed still. She breathed a sigh of relief when she was inside the coolness of the pyramid. She continued slowly, not sure where she was heading. Her next step met no resistance and before she could back track, she had started to shift through the floor. Quicksand! She tried in vain to grab the edge of the sinkhole before it closed over her head. This is the end, death by sand. Lovely. She shut her eyes against the overpowering sand and took a breath as it went over her head. Next thing she knew, she was through the trap and landed hard on stone. She heard evil laughing and snapped her eyes open as soon as they were cleared. In front of her was an outline of a man sitting on a throne of shadows, they acted as if they were wrapped around him even as he moved. Even his eyes were near black. "Hello Sarah, it is about time we have officially met," she felt like he was grinning at her. She tried to keep her mind calm and took her time getting up from the floor. Her knee she had landed on smarted and so did her palms where she had scraped them. Her butt didn't fair much better. She dusted herself off, facing him with hands on her hips and a glare in her eyes. "I can't say we still have. Who are you?" He stayed leaning back in his throne, acting lazy and disinterested. When inside he was aflame with her defiance of him, she should be cowering in fear. However he held it back, since she had made it to him alive, he would use her to his advantage. He laughed and then tsked,"You really shouldn't ask questions that will get you into more trouble than you already are. You should be throwing yourself on my mercy, though I have none to give. You are trapped my dear." He rose to his feet and slowly circled her, the shadows following him to the point where she didn't know if he was wearing an actual cloak or if it was made of them. She refused to turn and follow him around, staying in place facing his throne. She couldn't help but tense when he was behind her. Then she felt his heat as he invaded her personal space. "You have no idea of your worth my dear," he whispered in her ear, causing her to shiver,"Alive or dead makes no difference to me, but alive I can certainly do so much more." He stepped away, enjoying his game of cat and mouse. He felt her reaction and knew she was afraid, as well she should be. He continued his path around her. If it wasn't directed towards him, her courage would be something to admire. She would have made an excellent Goblin Queen and still she might, just with a different King. It was disconcerting knowing a male was within the blackness, but not being able to meet his eyes. She knew it was a power move and so she crossed her arms over her chest and contented herself thinking of all the things she would do if she had the power to retaliate. At his words of her alive or dead, she flinched but refused to let it quail her. Instead of acknowledging his threat, she asked,"Are you the one who put the spell on my mind to block the Labyrinth?" He was surprised by her lack of fright, which got under his skin even more. He considered not answering, but decided it might be the thing to make her realize the dangerous situation she was in. He had made his way back around her and once again whispered in her ear, "Yes little mouse, I have been in your mind and can control you." Then to emphasize his words physically, he grabbed her waist and crushed her back to his front, letting her feel that he was flesh and blood with the desires of a man, no matter what type of being he actually was. She fought against him, trying to pry his iron bands of arms from around her. But he held her tight and slid his mouth from her ear to her neck. He groaned,"You smell of power yet untapped. I can't wait to partake of it." He licked her neck, causing her to cringe. Where Jareth's<b> touches </font></b>had inspired want, his en cited disgust. He tongue disappeared, replaced by sharp canines. Just like Jareth's she assumed, though she would love to feel his, not this evil substantial shadow. Then she felt his teeth barely pierce her skin and she struggled in earnest, as the blood welled, and his tongue lapped at the puncture. He moaned at the pleasure of the liquid sliding down his throat. She was not going to die by a vampire, his actions having given away what he was. She tapped into a long ago memory of learning basic self defense, which she never had occasion to use, Thank God. So she did what she could and SING. She used her elbow to hit his Solar plexus as much as she could in her position. Thankfully with his distraction of her blood, his arms had a loosened just a little. It afforded enough room for her to maneuver, where she then smashed her foot down as hard as she could on his Instep, causing him to let her go altogether. Then before he had time to react she had twisted around and hit upward with her hand, hearing a crunch in his Nose, then to finish him off she kneed him hard in the Groin. He was bent over, blood flowing from his nose into his hands. She quickly searched for a way out, patting her way around the walls for a door or opening. This was the Labyrinth after all. To her dismay, he hadn't been lying to her earlier and she wasn't finding any avenue of escape. In the time she had taken to look for a way out, which she supposed she should have done beforehand - but she had panicked with his fangs in her neck - he was on her, almost fully healed. "That was very stupid little mouse," he growled, grabbing hold of her, "I was going to let you live and be my Queen once I had finally gotten rid of that imposter, but now I'll just drain you and take all the power your blood holds. This time I won't be taking any chances either." Before she could ask what he meant, she found she couldn't move anymore. Her brain was giving the signals, but her limbs wouldn't cooperate. Then his fangs were once again piercing her skin and she could feel the blood leaving her body while she silently cried out for Jareth. Wishing with all her heart that he would hear her. ----- Copyright 2017 A/N - There are more surprises where this being is concerned, so don't think I'm done just yet. *evil laugh* *Lyric is from "Quicksand" - Devour the Day I sent an Angel to watch over you last night, it returned in a hurry. I asked why, it said "Angels can't watch porn." Thanks for fucking traumatizing my fucking Angel! Don't bother trying to figure me out. Not even the little voices in my head understand me. It's pointless! |
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