My Equal

By Spectra16

Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.

A/N: I wanted to write a fic about the awkward relationship that Artemis and Artemis Sr. might have. I also wanted to make it serious too, but we shall see about that. Also, I'd like to warn everyone that there might be parts where someone's a bit out of character. Just bare with me. I know what I'm doing.

Summary: Artemis Senior may not be as dumb as he leads on. Senior finds reason for a conspiracy theory he is working on about his son's involvement with faeries. On the way of his research, he tries to find ways into finding more about how much his son has matured. Humor/action/adventure/family based fan fiction.

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Chapter One: Mudman

"I assumed as much. My returning from Murmansk has been suspicious and I continue to question it. My son has been more distant that I expected. After two years, I figured he'd want to be around me, maybe help me with my new expertise, but he seems to be wrapped up in his own ventures that I'm pretty sure don't have much to do with school. Perhaps he takes me for a fool. Or perhaps he's too sure of himself and his alibis. I've done a bit of fishing around on his laptop while he's away walking in the garden, which I do not recall him doing until his suspicious school trip to Germany. He almost seemed to mature overnight. And now, I think I finally know what is going on.

As crazy as it may seem, I think he's involved with faeries. I've checked his laptop and found a database with strange hieroglyphics that I'm positive that I've never encountered in my life, which is not common for me. It could be proven to be some sort of ancient language, but most ancient languages are studied by college professors, and no one has seen this before.

Also, I found a relatively recent e-mail on his account (he still doesn't know I access it) that was in that strange language, so I deciphered it, since my little Arty has a key on his computer. It seemed to have been sent from a girl, named Holly. No last name was used. I remember it vaguely, because I could not print it in time before Artemis was coming back to his room. She said something about detective work and mulching. It was very curious. And she used a very interesting term that I think was directed to Artemis. Mudman. That seemed to be her name for him once or twice. I decided to say it once a few days ago, and his reaction to the word seemed to shock him, and then he vaguely smiled as if remembering something he was very fond of.

I've researched this and found sufficient data to explore this matter. All I have to do now is become closer to my son, and hopefully discover something that I have been waiting to discover for my whole life.

-From the journal of Artemis Fowl Senior