"Funny how Opal escaped." Artemis mused while using a mud man telephone to contact his friend's spy network, The Satellite City.
"Hmmmm " mused Foaly as he mustered (aka checked & doubled checked) over his newest inventions, The Radar 460.
"Hey! I've got it!" cried Artemis as he finished up calling his friend, Art.
(On the view camera)(Recorded Voice) "Satellite City, a place of dangerous missions, technology and dark secrets. You are now one of them, The Dark Lord, (Art, said Artemis) he was called. Satellite City is considered a prime testing ground for extremely harmful products and the latest gadgets in entertainment. This is made by 40,000 orphans that came by their own will to become one of them…….. a slave of The Dark Lord.
9months later, Downtown HQ, Haven
"Well, mister Artemis what are you going to do to the great invention?"
Foaly snickered at his own joke. After all, it was in the summer and Artimis had long received his report card. Artemis had received an A in everything except gym. Butler? Oh, he's just working online with his fellow bodyguards at Fowl manor, since Artemis had been working part time on 'a project' with Foaly.
Actually, to be scientific, I think that we should think of the most possible and the safest place possible on earth. said Artemis
"You crazy!?" Foaly said in an ear-splitting tone
" Yeah," mused Artemis, holding his ears, "besides, what can go worst when Opal slipped out of our grasp like some egg yoke?"
