Holly's POV

My lungs raddled and refused to be refilled with air. I cried like no other time. I sank to my knees in grief, and I let it overtake me. Butler looked as broken as I. The deep blue eyes filled with grief. His body shook holding his dead charge. The one that he had changed his diapers. The one that grew to be a genus at such a young age. The one that kidnapped me. The one that saved my life. His Adam's apple seemed more pronounced, as his head lolled back. Leaving his foggy, dead eyes to watch the following dawn. The shaking manservant set the heir down. His limp body obeying. But not seconds after the manservant collapsed himself in a heap of grief. The boy had countless injures, but his appearance looked... Crisp. Like a really good painting. The oil pastels just catching the right shading. Making his face stand still in time. I crawled forward at a pace like molasses it seemed. I grabbed the limp hand by his side. The coldness of death already starting to take it over. Artemis fowl,boy genus, brother,friend,son, had died to save his race. Time passed with no notice. Events also passed with no notice. But I counted every tear. And those tears represented the years I would spend without everyone's favourited mud boy by my side.'it pains me to leave butler ignorent to the plan.' Or 'I never let people know how clever I am, they would be too scared.' All of those quotes will haunt me along with many more beings. And the thing that hurt the most, artemis would not be known as a hero. His death would have to be a lie. A hero hidden in the shadows. Thuds of running feet against grass came from behind us. Growing stronger and stronger with the following seconds. As it sounded not even ten feet away, I turned. Away from the limp boy. Anjulene and artemis fowl the first came apon us. Beckett in tow." Beckett said something was wrong with artemis? What happe-" artemis cut himself short looking over my shoulder at the... Corpse. He looked sick. His wife already broken down and trembling. Anjulene was sitting on the grass hunched forward insecurely, sobbing hard."What wrong with simpletoon? Dad?" He asked wirily. Senior just shook his head at his sons question, and continued grieving. I turned and re grabbed artys hand." Arty, I have to go, very soon. I wish we could have thought of something different. It's no fair ,thank you. Thank you for all you have done for me. I wish I could have saved you. You got slugged by a gorilla. Jumped through electric wires. Tangoed with a squid and so much more. You did a lot for us all. And it is no fair you have to deal with death at age fifteen,too. Goodbye, arty, I love you."
I said it all in a whisper. Hoping no one could over hear. I brought the limp hand to my lips, I gave it a good five second kiss and dropped it, standing up and taking a shaky breath before walking away. It was the hardest thing I have ever done and that said a lot. After five steps I started regretting my choice." Keep it touch, butler." I said,voice shaking." I will, go and do your job, captin." He said in a monotone voice. But when I looked back he looked sad yet caring. He went back to grieving, but I needed to get below ground. I had a promise to forfill.

THAT has bugged me for a LONG time. Me 'let's work on some homework now' keyboard 'but baby its cold outside.' Me 'orr mrr gawd, I HAVE TO TYPE!' Next day
Teacher:'bring your math to me'
Me:'damn'
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peace,over and out
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