Artemis was up late working on a presentation for a project to rid the world of pollution. The eighteen year old genius was going to meet with businessmen from around the world to propose the idea. Butler was his only companion. Artemis had left Holly, his wife, and Artymis, his not yet one year old son back home with Redwood to protect them.
Then Butler entered, "Artemis, it's time to get to bed; you'll need your strength in the morning. Is everything ready?"
"Yes, it is." Artemis stood up and stretched. "Thank you, Butler. Good night, I'll see you in the morning."
"You're welcome, sir, and good night."
Artemis went to sleep excited to give good news to Holly when he returned. The next morning was a difficult one. More than seventy-five percent of the people were pleased that Artemis was getting rid of pollution; however, he also wanted to keep pollution from being made in the first place. That meant that Artemis would have a hand in many of the businesses, and this angered many companies, especially mafia and Communist ruled countries.
Tempers were running high, and many bodyguards were glaring daggers at each other. Butler, ever the professional, simply raised his eyebrows at anyone who glared at him or Artemis and refused to participate in any staring contests. He gave a professional nod, however, to any of his relatives. They wouldn't attack, they knew that he was the best of the best.
When the day was through, more than half of the companies had signed contracts to allow Artemis to stop the pollution their countries caused. Artemis would have to deal with the rest the following day. This, however, was not to happen as, once again, events would be set into motion that would change the world.
That night, just as Artemis was preparing for bed, a bright light filled the room. A trapezoid of light opened in front of Artemis, and four older teenagers stepped out, three boys and one girl. One of the boys bore a striking resemblance to the Fowls. Artemis' eyes widened, time travelers.
"Salutations, my friends, I am Artemis Fowl the second. How may I help you?"
"Greetings, I'm Sebastian Fowl," replied the boy who looked like a Fowl. "We are from the year 2153. I'm your great-great-great-great nephew of your brother, Myles. The humans are at war with an unknown force and we are losing."
"We need your help," blurted out the girl. "Please come help us."
Artemis looked at them and slowly nodded. This would please Holly even more; he could save the world from pollution and save his future family in only a few hours what with time travel.
"Alright, I will change, get my bodyguard and some equipment, and then we will go."
"Oh, thank you," the girl burst out. Then she blushed. "Um, hi, I'm Ambrose Reed. Wow, I'm talking to one of the smartest men in the world."
The door flew open, and Butler burst in, gun ready. All four teenagers screamed. Butler looked over them and their strange clothes.
"Ah, Butler," exclaimed Artemis. "As you can see, we have guests."
Butler grunted. "Time travelers; what do they want?"
Artemis smiled. "They want us to save the future world from an unknown force that is destroying them."
Butler groaned. "Imagine that. I'll get my equipment and pack our suitcases." Muttering, he left the room.
"I'll be glad to help you," Artemis told them. "Once Butler returns, we can leave. Don't worry, I'm quite accustomed to saving the world. I must admit, I'm quite excited to see the technology that you have."
Just then, Butler returned. He had two suitcases and probably had a lot of weapons on him as well. "Alright sir, I'm ready to go."
Artemis beamed. "Good, what do we have to do," he asked Sebastian.
"I'll just use my chronometer," here Sebastian held up a device similar to a watch, "to tell my father that we're ready to go. He'll create another portal, and we'll go through. It's as simple as that."
"Good," said Butler. "But if they mess this up, I'll have their skins."
Sebastian's eyes widened. He typed something into the chronometer and suddenly the trapezoid opened again in front of them. Butler stepped through as soon as Sebastian went in, holding onto Artemis' arm as he went, determined to not lose his principal. They stepped out, surprise surprise, in Fowl Manor, in Artemis' study to be precise.
Artemis smiled around. "It's good to know that the Fowls still live here, even after another one hundred and forty years."
"Artemis Fowl," gasped a man, running to him. "Thank goodness that you're here. Yes, the Fowls still live in the manor. It is our ancestral home and always will be."
"Good," replied Artemis. "Now, before my bodyguard and I attempt to assist you, we must become associated with your technology. Butler will be shown all of your weapons and modes of transportation; I will be shown everything."
"Alright, of course." Techies immediately headed over.
Butler smiled. "Either pale is back in fashion, or geeks haven't changed over the past century and a half."
It was true, about ninety percent of the people running around with equipment were wiry and pale, although not all. Artemis smiled, delighted, and immersed himself in the technology. He was delighted to see that the anti-pollution devices were greatly based off of his own. He was pleased to see that the technology was more advanced than the fairies' technology had been.
Their vehicles were still the car, but they were much more advanced and were a lot cleaner. Everything was now voice activated and much more reliable. The TV screens were now plasma, just like how Foaly's had been. All-in-all, the humans had made a lot of progress.
The guns, though, were the most different. While the fairies had developed guns that merely knocked people unconscious for extended periods of time, these guns were weapons of mass destruction. Still, Butler would like them, and they were necessary in war. It made Artemis wonder where Holly was; it wasn't like her to miss out on all the action, and she had to still be alive. He shrugged it off and went to see Jonathon Fowl, Sebastian's father.
"I have finished examining your technology. Now I'd like to know more about your enemies."
"We don't know much about them ourselves," confessed the man. "We can't see them; every time they enter a place our video cameras short out and stop working entirely.
Artemis frowned; that sounded an awful lot like the fairies, except for the being enemies to humans part.
"They attack our armies with a sort of missile that has no equal. It sends out blue and orange bursts that destroy everything but stone and living plants. They took out our largest military base holding two thousand soldiers with only four of these. They attack our navies, police forces, and smaller groups of military personnel personally. We believe that they send in a few people who knock out every person there, and when they wake up they are like babies, they don't remember a thing about themselves."
"That's horrible," replied Artemis.
"According to my great-great-great grandfather's diary, you might know something about these creatures, or at least know how to stop them."
Artemis' frown deepened. He had no clue of what they could be. The only creatures even close to that technology was the fairies, and they would never attack the humans. Way to go Myles.
"I apologize, Jonathon. I am unsure of these creatures and their motives. Given time, however, I am sure that I can find out."
'Perhaps it is an alien species,' Artemis thought to himself. He decided to send Butler to stake out outside one of the military bases that had not yet been attacked. He knew that if anyone could survive one of these attacks, it would be Butler. He would stay hidden in a camouflage foil-lined blind almost exactly like the one they had used to capture Holly. Butler would stay out of the blast range, but he would be able to see what happened with binoculars and special video cameras.
It was a few weeks later before Butler experienced any action. One moment the place was still except for a few soldiers doing some rounds, the next moment the air was filled with the crackling of highly advanced weapons, the crunching of bones, and the screams as bullets found their mark.
Butler frowned, at first he couldn't see any attackers,. Then dozens of figures popped into view. Most of them were fighting with guns and knocking out their opponents, but one was throwing itself into its enemies using martial fighting It was really quite pathetic. Butler could already see several ways to take him down.
Butler suddenly swore as he scanned the creatures over again. He grabbed his phone and dialed Artemis' number. Over fifty miles away, Artemis picked up his phone.
"Hello Butler, any news." He was right down to business as always.
"Artemis," came Butler's strained voice from the other end. "They're attacking right now, and you'll never believe it. The mysterious, deadly creatures are fairies."
Yay, the first chapter is up. Happy Saint Patrick's Day, everyone! I really hope that you enjoy this story. The next chapter will be in Artemis' POV, but I plan that the one after that will be in Holly's. I will try to update soon,
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