Wrong Place at the Right Time

Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl Chapter 1: Holly in Trouble..Again?

It has been three years since the kidnapping of Captain Holly Short and the Arctic Incident. Most people would rather forget about the bad memories, and concentrate on making the best of the future. However, there is one exception. Holly Short could never forget a face, a twelve-year-old that was always on her mind. That face belonged to a young prodigy genius called Artemis Fowl.

"Someday, Fowl, I'll let you have it if it's the last thing I do." grumbled Holly in frustration. It was that time again, time to perform the Ritual, an ancient rite that was to restore a sprite's powers when they ran out. She was back at the most magical location on Earth, Tara. Recollecting the day at Recon, she winced. Root, being his normal grouchy self, yelled at her in his office so loud, Holly was sure if the whole building hasn't heard it, the whole floor would have.

She sighed.

Bending over, she began scrutinizing the ground for a suitable seed, acorn for that matter. Brushing dried leaves and fallen twigs, she spotted an unbroken, round acorn. Picking it up, she began to do the Ritual. Before coming here, she already had a bad feeling about this. Fairy intuition was never wrong. The faster she finished the better.

"From the earth thine powers flow, Given through courtesy so thanks are owed - "

Holly never managed to finish speaking the incantation. The last thing she remembered before collasping into darkness was hearing a 'swoosh' sound, followed by a sharp prick near her shoulder blades and feeling drowsy. "Not again," was her last thought.

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17 year old Artemis Fowl was sipping a cup of earl gray tea as he sat in front of a flat-screen computer, the latest in the market yet. Since his last two achievements, he had returned to the life of a normal 17-year-old. However, after trying to fit in in school, he gave up. He was simply too intelligent for both the teachers and students. Mr. and Mrs. Fowl had no choice but to let him have his way.

"At least go out and meet a girl," pleaded Mrs. Fowl. "You are, after all 17 and yet still no dates," she said exasperatedly. Artemis sighed. Actually, there was someone he had in mind. He smiled bitterly, knowing that he had no chance. Holly Short was the first girl-sprite that he had ever encountered besides Juliet. She was the first one to ever land a hand on him. (Holly punched him in the 1st book, and punched him again in the 2nd book). Quite an attitude.

Anyway, this was no time to wallow in his sorrow.

He resumed working the computer. Now he was reduced to hacking into heavy- security based web-sites as a pastime. Suddenly, his screen began to flicker rapidly, and then a blank, then a familiar face fizzled and appeared on his screen. "Foaly!" Artemis muttered. The centaur on screen nodded curtly in acknowledgement.

"Fowl, sorry about the interruption, not that you were doing anything good," Foaly replied in a polite but rather cold way. "What do you want? I have nothing to do with you anymore," came the equally cold reply. " Its nothing to do with the People.well technically, it involves an old friend who's in trouble." Foaly answered, slightly flustered.

"Holly has been kidnapped.again."

JuNa's NoTe: Hi, this is my first time writing an Artemis fanfic, hope you like it. Please give some suggestions, flames included. Take care and happy reading!