She Will Be Your Living End

The leaves were gently swaying in the wind and the atmosphere was peaceful, but it didn't last.
In a pull of power and magic the air dropped and lightning hit the grass in a terrible and violent shock leaving a burnt spot just beneath the boots of the new figure who'd just appeared out of nowhere.
There stood the Goblin King in all of his splendor. Transporting himself to the Aboveground was an usual thing to do, in fact it was just as easy as sitting down in a throne all day or kicking random goblins out the windows.

But something had changed. And he was about to know what.

He started walking towards the small cabin standing between the forest and the city limits, his hands in tight fists and his jaw clenched.
Standing in front of the cellar, he looked at the door and it flew open, anger was consuming him, the quicker he was done with that, the quicker he could go back to observing his precious little Sarah, hidden behind the shadow of his crystals.
He went down the stairs and didn't even look at his surroundings, he walked straight towards the tapestry hanging on the wall. The Goblin King lifted it up and was swallowed inside the dark passage behind the fabric.

On the other side was the witch's "lab" as she liked to call it.

She was nowhere to be seen, so he walked in and had a look around, she would come back soon. Something was boiling in the cauldron, he got closer to have a look and moved back the second the smell of the purply-ish liquid reached his sensible nose. He was also certain he had just seen an eye ball floating at the surface of the bloody potion.

"Don't you like the smell of my newest concoction, Jareth ?" he heard coming from the corner of the little room.

"If I was a goblin I might have enjoyed it, unfortunately your little "C-O-N-C-O-C-T-I-O-N-S" have never been to my liking."

"Ooh still going on about that little potion I tried to get you to drink ? I thought I apologized for that. Jareth."

"Domina."
The witch, with flaming ginger hair, came out of the shadows.

"It has been a long time Goblin King." she bowed, "What can I do to please my king ?"

"I think you know very well, Domina. Tell me what you gave her."

"I'm afraid, I do not know what his majesty is referring to."

"Oh well, I'll just have to remind you then."

In a split second, Jareth had pushed her towards the boiling potion, and held her neck just above the bubbling potion.

"Now, tell me precious Domina. What did you give MY Sarah ?" he whispered in her ear.

"I will tell you, but only because you asked so nicely" she said through gritted teeth.

Jareth let her go and resumed to pacing around the room.

"It's an amulet." said the witch "She told me about you and your little creatures, around a glass or two. I then offered my services, by giving her this magical artifact made by us, witches of the Underground." she smiled "And by the look on your face, it seems it's worked."

"What gave you the right to give it to her and betray your king ?" he inquired, his tone voice turning to ice.

"She's my goddaughter, and I swore to my sister, that I would always protect her."

"You see me as a threat ?"

"Maybe you are."

"Enough of this, you will take the amulet back and go on with your little life, while I get on with mine."

"And by that, you mean, making my goddaughter your Queen, against her will ?"

"You know what happened six years ago, you tell me." he smirked "Besides, she showed a certain interest in being close to a real male, instead of these poor excuses for a man, she dates from time to time."

"I cannot take it away from her."

"Pardon me ? I apologize but did I just hear you disobeying your King ?" he lifted an eyebrow.

"The thing is, my King, that the amulet reacted to her. Which means, she is bound to become a witch. Like us."

"That's not possible, the only power she has, is to call upon myself."

"Well, dear Jareth, she is my niece after all, and we both know that magic has always seemed to come out from our side of the family. Even if Linda didn't have any, she still managed to pass it on to her daughter."

The goblin king stared at her for what seemed an eternity, before shrugging.

"It doesn't change anything, Sarah will still end up being my Queen, even if she shows the ability to create magic. She cannot stop thinking about me, I've seen her dreams. She is obsessed by me, and I won't let anything tear us apart, she belongs to me alone and not to your poor little group of magicians"

"We will see about that, Goblin King."

"I will find a way to keep an eye on her, again."

"You know that if she isn't claimed by you, before Samhain, her instincts will bring her to us, and she will become one of us, a witch, and a powerful one. And she will help us claim back our rightful kingdom, the one you stole from us, all these years ago."

Jareth chuckled.

"You can try Domina, but be sure that it will never happen." and with this last answer, he disappeared in a cloud of glitter, making sure to knock the cauldron onto the floor when he left.

"We will see, Goblin King, we will see." she whispered to herself, as she snapped her fingers, to clean the mess the King had left behind him.
Her green eyes wandered to the clock on the wall and she grinned, she was going to meet her goddaughter for lunch. It was about time she told Sarah about the magic flowing in the family.
And with that, she too, disappeared, but this time in a cloud of black smoke.