A/N: I had just recently bought the Last Guardian on Tuesday, July 17th, a full week after it was released to the public. I finished it in one night. I had cried several times, and laughed a dozen others. It was definitely the best way to end a series.

I can honestly say that I cried when I closed the cover. It would certainly not be the last time I close a cover to an Artemis Fowl book, but it was the last time I closed a cover to a new one, to a brand new story. And Eoin Colfer may say that Artemis is now retired and is going to live as normally as possible, but his life on FanFiction is not over just yet. (:

I cried several times during the story. I cried in the middle a few times and almost drowned in my own tears at the end. But the part that made me break down the most was when Artemis said to Holly: "I was a broken boy, and you fixed me. Thank you." Artemis's character has changed dramatically, and I am very happy that Artemis at least kissed Holly on the forehead, even if it was for Foaly. The DNA was for him and the kiss was for Holly, that's what I think. But apart from the sad parts, like when Artemis dies, then comes back to life, there was also a ton of parts that made me laugh. Mulch Diggums is, of course, the one character that Fowl Fans cannot live without. And the suspenseful fight scenes and death scenes made me have goose bumps. But, even if the series is over, I could not resist writing this.

At the bottom of the pages in the Last Guardian, written in Gnommish, is Artemis's will and testament. I decoded the whole thing on July 18th, and it only took me a half hour. I added some items to the envelope he sealed these documents in; items that were not mentioned. This is going to be three chapters long and I expect to have everything written and spell checked before Saturday. I already have everything written out on paper.

Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl. And I wouldn't want to, because I would want nothing to change.

Fairy Roses

Holly wandered silently down the hallways of Fowl Manor, her fingertips just barely brushing the dark wallpaper and the occasional photograph. She smiled as she looked at the photos on the walls. Family portraits, school photos, and vacation memories. Holly loved these photos, especially the ones with Artemis in them. But she really loved the ones where Artemis was in it, and he was smiling. There were very few pictures like that hanging around the house, but when she did come across one, even though her heart sped up and her eyes watered, she couldn't help but smile and feel regret deep down in her heart. I never told him…

Her fingertips caressed one of Artemis's school pictures. There he was, sitting ramrod straight, wearing his red St. Bartleby's school uniform, hair gelled back from his face, and there was a navy blue back drop. Artemis's bright blue eyes stood out, and Holly couldn't help but noticed how handsome he actually looked.

"The photographer had tried to make me smile," Artemis had told her. "But judging by the way I introduced myself, he should have already known it was never going to happen."

A few tears escaped Holly's eyes at the thought of the memory. She shoved her hand in her pocket and continued to walk down the hallway. She stopped suddenly and looked to her left. There, hanging on the wall, was a mirror. It wasn't a surprise, as Angeline has placed many mirrors around the large house, but Holly felt different now. She stared at herself. Her hair was a monstrosity, she had dark circles under her red rimmed eyes, and she looked disheveled, confused, lost, and tired. But Holly didn't pay attention to those facts. She was busy studying her blue eye, Artemis's eye.

She would forever have a part of him. Forever and always.

She moved away from the mirror, venturing farther down the empty hallway, until she came to an open door. Holly peeked inside, and smiled at another memory.

Holly crept silently into the room. Artemis's desk was facing the wall on the right and his back was to her. Perfect. She took five carefully placed steps into the room, debating whether or not she should shield herself to add to the effect.

She didn't see it, but Artemis smiled. "Hello Holly."

Holly's jaw almost hit the wooden floor in shock. How did he know she was there? She was quieter than a mouse.

"D'Arvit!" Holly swore, laughing. She walked over to Artemis and punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Why can't I ever scare you?"

"I never get scared." It took Holly a minute to realize she had said that aloud, but didn't bother looking around to see if anyone heard. She walked into the room, and for some reason, she felt the need to look at everything. She ambled over to the bookshelf on the far wall and ran her fingers over the spine of one of Artemis's favorite books. The Crock of Gold.

"My father used to read it to me every night. This book is what inspired me to kidnap a fairy for its gold." Artemis sighed, and placed the book back on the dustless shelf."Holly, do you know why I no longer regret kidnapping you?"

Holly shook her head, a look of confusion covering her face.

"Because I would have never met you if I hadn't, and I am very glad to have met you Holly."

Holly stayed expressionless as she pulled the slim book off the shelf and flipped through the pages, reading the words to herself and studying the pictures. Even after she finished it, she held it in her hands for a while before she placed it back in its rightful spot. After doing so, she glanced around the room again, taking in everything from the names of books, to the pattern of the wallpaper, and even the color of the floor. Then her eyes rested on a large sealed manila envelope that was lying against the desk lap. Holly rushed over, grabbing the envelope and reading the front.

Artemis Fowl the Second

Final Will and Testament

Holly was tempted to open it right then and there, but she knew Butler would want to see it. She jogged out of the room and down the hallway, towards the stairs. The scrambled down them, and headed to the living room. Butler sat on one of the couches and was hunched over an old photo album. Probably Artemis's baby pictures, Holly thought. She walked up behind him and looked down at the album. She was indeed right. It was Artemis as an infant, and it almost brought Holly to tears.

"Butler," she said, her voice raspy and just above a whisper. "I found this." She placed the manila envelope on the glass coffee table. Butler grabbed at almost the same second she had set it down. He ripped open the seal and placed the documents on the table. He didn't bother with the will, for Artemis's parents would most likely want to be the first to look at it. Instead, he snatched another envelope with his name on it. After tearing it open, he read the letter that was inside.

Dear Butler,

I'm so sorry I had to do this, but it had to be done. There was no other way to stop Opal, and I hope you can understand. I wanted to save you, my family, humanity, and Holly. You have helped me with through so much old friend, and it was my turn to help.

I have updated my will and testament, but do not open it without mother or father. And, though it is not mentioned in the will, tell the boys I left their birthday presents under my bed. They may open them anytime they wish. As for you, Juliet, mother and father, it's in the will. Holly, Foaly, and Mulch will also be receiving something from me. Foaly has his instructions, Mulch has his directions, and the thirty seven bars of gold from Holly's ransom are in my personal safe. The code i 9.

Domovoi, you are not a failure, and I need to let you know that. I chose to do this, and there was nothing you could've done anyway. You were unconscious, after all. I'm sorry for breaking our promise and for lying to you. But it was not your fault.

I love you old friend. Goodbye.

Artemis Fowl

Butler folded the paper and slid it back into the torn envelope. He placed it on the table next to another envelope, but this one was slightly different from his. First, it didn't have his name on it, it said Holly on it. And secondly, the envelope wasn't ivory, but a beautiful pale green, Holly's favorite color. He picked it up and handed it her.

"This one is yours."

She didn't open it immediately, but rather stared at the front. Her name was written beautifully, and only someone who was a skilled calligrapher could achieve such beauty. But when studied closer, Holly could make out the tiny stray marks that were a dead giveaway that Artemis was nervous and that his hands were shaking. She opened the seal carefully, trying not to rip the alluring handwriting. Inside her envelope were two items: a piece of neatly folded paper and a necklace. She selected the paper first and unfolded it, reading silently to herself.

My dearest Holly,

I know my death will cause you much pain and I am deeply sorry that I have done that to you. I had no other way of making sure that the lock stayed locked though. I could've made it out, but the chances were slim anyway. But you've saved my life and protected me too many times. It was my turn to save you. And I give you every right to be mad if you must be, and I would not blame you if you were.

Holly, I feel that I have to thank you, and I know I must. I have to thank you for saving my father, mother, Butler, and in many cases me. Thank you for changing me. If it wasn't for you, I would have still been a broken boy. Thank you Holly, for all the good and bad times and for the friendship you have allowed me to make with you. Thank you for the awkward moments, the funny moments, and the sad ones. I will hold them all close to my heart, even after I pass.

Holly noticed the tears marks that were scattered all over the page. Oh Artemis…

You are a very strong, independent, beautiful woman Holly. You can handle yourself without me, though I know some days will be hard. But you are strong willed and determined. These are the reasons you are my best friend Holly. Anyone should feel lucky to be even standing next to girl like you. With your temper, fiery personality, and independence, you can do anything. That includes getting over me, which I wish you will accomplish soon.

I have left you something special. Something that you gave me and I will not need it where I am going. So I am returning it to you, though you already have a part of me.

I love you. Forever and Always.

Arty

Holly wiped that tears from her eyes as she grabbed the second item in the pale green envelope. It was a necklace, but the pendant was familiar. Holly studied it for a while before she recognized it. It was the same one she had given Artemis after she saved his father. He kept it…

She felt her knees buckle beneath her and she collapsed to the ground, holding the letter and the necklace close to her chest. The sobs racked her small frame and she felt as though she was going to pop any second. She wanted to scream, cry, and wish Artemis back. She wanted him with her so bad, but what's done was done, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Butler shifted from the couch to the ground and wrapped his arms around her. He held her and rubbed her back gently. Holly cried into his chest, causing little wet spots to appear on his shirt. They sat there for a while before Artemis's words really sunk in.

"He said that he loved me." Holly murmured. And I love him back.

Late Afternoon

Angeline and Artemis Fowl senior did not arrive home until later that afternoon. Butler greeted them at the door, which was unusually to them. It was either the twins with Juliet or Butler, or Artemis.

Something is wrong. Angeline thought, placing her purse on a small table but the front door.

"We need to speak privately, Mr. and Mrs. Fowl. It's about Artemis." Butler said. They both nodded and followed Butler to the living room where a small girl was waiting. Artemis Senior noticed immediately that this was no ordinary girl, for she had pointed ears and a very adult like figure.

"So, the rumors are true." He said, sitting on the couch across from Holly. She looked up and extended her hand.

"Yes sir, they are." Artemis shook her hand. "I'm Captain Holly Short."

Angeline's face perked up at the name. "So you're the famous Holly Artemis is always telling me about. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." Angeline walked over to her and bent down to her level to hug her. When she pulled away, Holly smiled, but Angeline could see the sadness in her swollen mismatched eyes.

"Where is Arty?"

Butler looked over at Holly, giving her an encouraging nod. You can do this.

Holly had never had to deliver a death message to a family before. That was usually the commander's job. But at this point, she didn't have a choice. Artemis was her best friend, and she would tell his parents that he had died to save the world. "Artemis is… was a very smart young man." She began, taking a seat. Angeline sat next to her; a worried looked on her face. "He was a very selfless person. He…" Holly's voice caught in her throat and she felt the tears building up in her eyes. She stood up from the couch, walking past Butler. "I'm sorry."

Butler continued for her. She heard the sadness laced in his husky tones when he spoke.

"Artemis is…dead."