Kalair appeared in the main part of the Goblin City near the castle. She started to walk to the main gates. She was determined to retrieve her watch. Even if Jareth tried to deter her. She walked through the gates and left through an odd corridor. She walked through the strange corridor and stopped when she saw a dead end. She looked around for another way to go northwest when she ended up being snuck up on by Hoggle.

            Hoggle tugged her cloak and watched as she jumped and turned around. She saw Hoggle and saw him cower when she tried to take a swig above his head. She sighed heavily and reached down to pick him up. “Oh…. Hoggle! Why ahr you here!”

            He looked up at her and smiled. “I’m here to help you through the maze! Please…Don’t hurt poor Hoggle…” He started to cower again.

            Kalair smiled. “I see that I will indeed need help with this maze. I’ll get Jareth back for this when I find my watch.” She turned to the dead end. “First of all…where am I supposed to go?”

            Hoggle straightened. “Straight ahead.”

            “It’s a dead end, Hoggle.”

            “To coin a phrase from my friend the worm, ‘You ain’t lookin’ ‘ard enough!’ Look harder at the bricks”

            Kalair stared harder at the bricks and saw the passage that Hoggle was talking about. “Okay, then…Onward! I shall retrieve my watch by sundown and be back to take on Jareth the Goblin King with my own brand of entertainment.”

            Hoggle began to wring his hands nervously at that statement. He didn’t like her tone of voice. “I’m sure that you’re not going to kill him, right?”

            She grinned evilly at him. “Whatever you say.”

            Hat made him even more nervous. The grin alone was cold enough that he could feel the chill. He didn’t like the cold. “Please, um…Kalair…don’t kill him. Wound him if you have to, but don’t kill him.”

            She could see a heart of gold in this goblin. “Alright…. I will just wound him…. badly. Besides…I wouldn’t dream of harming that perfect face of his.”

            They walked through the passage into a series of twists and turns. It was slowly confusing Kalair. She was actually getting dizzy from trying to think her way through it. That was when she found that Hoggle had disappeared. She growled and walked on. She finally came out of the topsy-turvy passage and ended up in some kind of grove.

            There were fairies all about it and they flitted about the trees lighting them from within. It was quite breathtaking until a rather rude fairy came up behind her and yelled something. “GIT OUTTA HERE, WITCH!”

            Kalair turned and gave the rude fairy an incredulous look. She smiled evilly at him and put a gloved hand up to the fairy. She flicked it away with great force and watched it tumble away on the air. She giggled maliciously and continued to walk through the grove.

            It was then that she felt something hit her hard on the back of her skull. She felt dizzy for a moment and promptly fell forward. She landed on her hands and knees then fell onto her back. She laid on the ground grasping the back of her head. She had a hard time seeing much of anything. She squinted her blue eyes and saw the same fairy flitting over her with a large group of fairies behind him.

            “That’s what happens when you screw with a fairy, witch!” The rude fairy then took a hold of her cloak and proceeded to try to lift her up. It didn’t work though. She was too heavy for one fairy to take on. He started to gesture for reinforcements.

            Kalair beat him to the chase. She grasped the little ingrate and squeezed lightly. He screamed and he knew that he couldn’t hurt her while she had gloves on. He pushed against her gloved hand as best as he could, but it was no use, she was too strong. She placed her other hand on his wings. The other fairies were trying to come closer to pry her hands, but when they saw her hand go up to his wings, they all backed off.

            “That’s right, little ingrates, back off before I permanently disable him.” She tugged very gently on the fairy’s wings.

            The fairy screamed at the thought of never being able to fly. She let him scream she enjoyed it. “That’s right little fairies, that’s right….” The fairies all made a path for her to go through.

            “I think I’ll take this little upstart as insurance.” She walked past the grove to a rocky area. The fairy protested heavily against her hand, but eventually gave up the struggle. He sighed heavily and looked up at Kalair.

            “Why did you take me… I’m of no use to you, really.” He was trying his luck at persuading her to let him go. There was apparently no such thing for him. She squeezed a little harder until he screamed. “Alright! All right! I’ll tell you everything! I did it! I did it! Just stop squeezing me!”

            “You’ll tell me what? I asked you nothing. What the bloody hell ahr you talking about.” She sat down on a stone and looked at him.

            “Why do you keep squeezing me!” he gave her his best puppy-dog face.

            “Because you deserve every bit of torture that I am giving you. You hit me in the head and called me a witch! What more did you expect out of me!”

            “I dunno…I just….” He trailed off and looked blankly at the rocks. He then looked back up at her and smiled. “I’ve got an idea… Why don’t you let go of me and I’ll show you where ever you need to go.”

            She thought about it for a second and let go of him. He thought he was home free before he realized that she had cast some kind of spell to keep him near her until she got to where ever she wanted to go. “Ah, CRIPES!”

            She giggled lightly. “Now…. What is yor name.” She began to pace around him. She stopped and gave him brilliant blue eyed look that sort of entranced him. “My name is Kalair. I am a Timelord. What is yor name.”

            “Kalair huh…. My name is Teller. I am…was…a security personnel for my community.” He put out his hand and saw her massive hand come down. He quickly took his hand back and looked up at her. “Ye’re hand’s a bit too big for a shake. Hee…”

            “Quite alright…. Now…first order of business… I am after my watch. It is gold and it has four hands to read on the face. Have any of yor kind reported it?” She smiled warmly at him.

            Teller thought for a minute and recalled a fairy talking about something new the Goblin King had put into the massive peach grove for display. “Yes I have heard of a watch of some kind being added to the peach grove north of here.”

            “Good…could you show me the way, Teller?”

            Jareth watched Teller and Kalair through a crystal ball in his right-gloved hand. He was reclined in his throne watching as they went through a tunnel and ended up falling into a pit of some kind. Jareth smiled maliciously at the sight of Kalair falling. It was very enjoyable to watch the fairy being taken down as well by her spell.

            He made the visage change so that he could see her inside the pit. They had landed inside a helping hands pit. She was being held up and the fairy flitted helplessly beside her. He made the visage give him a close up of her face. She wasn’t very frightened, though very surprised. He grimaced at that thought. He stroked the side of the crystal that showed her cheek. “Such beauty…. Such a fierce will…reminds me of Sarah.”

            She apparently persuaded the hands to take her back up. She was then pulled back up to the surface and Jareth was pulled out of his reverie. He dearly missed Sarah. Then, he began to think about Kalair and how rare she was. Maybe fate was giving him a second chance to redeem himself.

            Then, he thought of how Sarah had plunged him back to his own dark world to suffer. Kalair would do the same thing. She would reject him and keep him from ever seeing her again. Then, he thought of something else. She was a Timelord. He remembered something about Timelords and their kind. Timelords were able to go through dimensions and time to be places to explore and record. A very select few attempted to help anyone. She was one of those few.

            He remembered the last Timelord he met. She was a beauty as well. She reminded him of Kalair in her appearance. She had wavy, black hair and brilliant green eyes instead of the red curls and the blue eyes that were Kalair’s. She had come sometime during Sarah’s stay here and stayed relatively out of the way. He remembered watching her out of the corner of his eye when he was confronting Sarah in the Escher room.

            “Maybe…just maybe….” He said as he continued to stroke the crystal that showed her cheek.

            Kalair and Teller walked past the pit of Helping Hands to another, smaller maze. It was a bush maze and she could see over the top of the large shrubs. She extended the spell so that Teller could fly above and give her directions.

            They found themselves near the end of the small, shrub maze and ended up in a small junkyard type area. There was a lake there and Kalair didn’t see a way around it except to go on a boat across the river. Unfortunately, there wasn’t a boat or raft in sight. She was about to try to find another way across the massive lake, when Teller stopped her. “Hold up! I know a mermaid that lives here! Her name is Nerissa and she can help us across.”

            The fairy plunged into the water and shot back up again. Behind him, surfaced a beautiful mermaid with long green hair and perfect lavender skin. She had gorgeous yellow eyes, a small blue gem on her forehead, and long, elf-like ears. She had metal covering her body and one arm was entirely of metal. She surfaced her graceful tail and Kalair saw that the fins were metal as well.

            “Hello! My name is Nerissa! How may I help you?” She relaxed on the surface of the sand of the shore. She wore nothing to cover her small breasts. Kalair didn’t believe that Nerissa and her kind even cared about that at all.

            Kalair bent down on one knee and looked Nerissa in the eyes. “We need to get across, but there isn’t a boat here for us to get across with.”

            Nerissa smiled cheerfully and dived under. She brought up a large shell that floated effortlessly on the water. “Step inside the shell. I’ll take you across!” She giggled cheerfully again and let Kalair step in.

            “I hope we’re not bothering you.” Kalair was afraid to upset the mermaid.

            The mermaid looked up at her and smiled again. “Oh…It’s no bother, really… I actually like to help people. My friends down there don’t like visitors, but they tolerate my ‘strange’ personality.” She tugged a little more fervently on the shell to gain some more speed.

            It took a long while to get across the lake. When they did reach the other side of the lake they turned around and thanked Nerissa for her help. They turned back and found an entrance to the rest of the labyrinth. They walked through and found something else they hadn’t expected. They found more of the labyrinth than they had encountered before.

            “Dear great link of time and whatever else I can think of… I think we actually found a labyrinth!” Kalair laughed hysterically, as did Teller. Kalair fell onto the hard concrete floor. She was rolling in laughter.

            It was then that she heard a low voice call from the shadows. “I do believe you ahr ‘eading the wrong way, dearie!” Kalair looked into the shadows and saw an old woman with an odd hat sitting on the floor. The hat spoke again. “I said, don’ go tha’ way!”

            It was a large bird head on the top of the hat that was speaking to her. Kalair raised an inquisitive eyebrow. “And now…we are talking to a hat.”

            Teller got closer to the hat. “Why is it that you don’t want us to go this way?”

            The hat got indignant. “Well! I was only trying to help you! If you don’ want to listen to me, then I’ll jus’ go righ’ on to sleep.”

            “No! No! Go ahead…we’ll listen.” Teller shot a glance at Kalair. She just stood there and watched.

            “Well…as I said… You were going the wrong way.” She motioned with her beak down the pathway that was to her right. “Tha’s the way down there to ther peach grove.”

            Kalair looked down the passageway. She was almost to her watch and she was closer to ending this game. She looked back at the hat. “Thank you for yor trouble.”

            “Not so fast, dearie… Please pay for this tidbi’ of information. The lady needs it.” The hat motioned downward to her owner.

            Kalair conjured several deep red gems and placed them in the box next to the old woman. The hat looked up. “Thank you, dearie! Now go off! I wan’ to see what you do to the goblin king when you get back!”

            Kalair and Teller ran down the passageway. They ended up in another grove. It was the peach grove. Teller motioned for Kalair to look to her right. Kalair looked and saw a marble pedestal with her watch floating above it in a shower of light. Kalair started to walk over to the pedestal when she felt the light tapping of Teller on her shoulder. She looked over to his frightened face. “What is it, Teller.”

            Teller motioned behind her. He was fairly frantic about the whole thing. Kalair soon found out why. She turned around to find a ten foot tall tarantula with one very large yellow eye staring at them. Both Kalair and Teller screamed a little girl scream and ran off through the trees. The massive tarantula followed them.

            Kalair and Teller hid in a large peach tree and Kalair gathered her thoughts. “Okay…now…what is going on. We found the grove, we battled the unknown, but, up until now, I didn’t think that Jareth would set his pet ten foot tarantula in the peach grove to play!” She was whispering as best as she could. 

            Teller looked about nervously. “Kalair… It’s too quiet out there.”

            Kalair stopped talking and listened. She didn’t hear anything at all. She looked to her left and saw that massive yellow eye staring at her. Both Kalair and Teller fell out of the tree and rolled away from the spider. Kalair scooped up Teller and let him fly. She ran away from the large spider and thought of something to hit it with. She conjured a large lightning ball and threw it at the spider’s yellow eye. It hit its target and the spider fell down and convulsed from the electricity flowing through its veins.

            Kalair smiled as she watched the spider curl up and finally die. She looked at Kalair and smiled. They both flew up into the air and gave each other a high five. Well, She gave Teller a high five and Teller sort of tumbled away through the air. Kalair scooped him up and opened her hand. “We did it, Teller…. We did it!”

            Kalair looked over to the pedestal. She ran over to it and scooped up the watch. Teller flitted above her head and suddenly felt as though a weight he had no clue he was carrying had lifted itself. Kalair looked up at him and smiled. “You are free to go now. I have found my watch and I don’t need a guide to help me find my way, now.”

            “Thank you, Kalair! I want to stay with you though.”

            Kalair looked at Teller with a surprised look. Then, she smiled. “I would love for you to join me on my journeys. But first, on a more entertaining note, we shall go to the castle and watch me strut my stuff and show him why it’s best not to pester a Timelord.”

            Teller smiled evilly. He rubbed his hands together and thought of some nasty things that he would love to do to Jareth. “Let’s go do it.”

            “Get on my shoulder, Teller.” Teller sat on her shoulder and they both disappeared.

            Inside the throne room, Jareth found that his crystal ball had gone completely black. “What the devil?!” He threw down the crystal ball and watched it shatter on the ground.

            He then saw it regroup into a perfect ball and watched it fly into Kalair’s open, gloved hand. “I think it’s time you were given a dose of yor own medicine, Jareth.” Jareth saw the fairy flying high above her. She started to walk seductively towards Jareth. Jareth didn’t know what to say. He was distracted by her hips, which were swaying perfectly.

            She walked up to him and looked into his blue gray eyes. “I know what you want.” She took a hold of his black shirt and pulled his face closer to hers. “You want a replacement for Sarah and you found that replacement in me.”

            Jareth just looked at her incredulously. “I…I..”

            “Well… If you want me so badly…I will give you a chance to capture find me.” She came closer to his face. “I propose you find me in the center of my own maze.”

            Jareth liked the proposition. He smiled evilly and continued to look into her brilliant blue eyes. “Alright…. I’ll play yor game.”

            “Good…I would certainly hope you should…since you…so brutally placed me in a game I didn’t want to do in the first place.” She faked a kiss to him, but pulled back before he would have a chance to meet her lips. “You shall play in my own maze…which I gave it a rather ironic name.”

            It was then that Jareth noticed that he was outside the gates of his own maze and to his right were the gates to an unfamiliar one. He felt his head be turned by Kalair’s forceful hand and felt his power sucked out of him. She pulled away from him and let him go. He fell to the ground and looked helplessly at Kalair. She was holding a glowing ball of crystal in her hand like he did normally. “W-What have you done!”

            “I have taken yor sorcery power and made it a convenient ball to carry. You took something of mine, now I take something of yors and I shall reside in the centre of my maze…. The Labyrinth of Time.” She gave the ball a bounce and it floated up into the air and floated above her hand. “I shall take my leave and let you do yor thing to find me. Ta Ta!” She laughed evilly and the fairy landed on her shoulder. Then, she disappeared.