First story I have ever published, this is a crossover between Artemis Fowl following the events of The Fifth Colony (I decided it could be cool if Artemis had some magic ) and HTTYD. No one else seems to have tried this particular combination and I wanted to see if it could work (besides, I was bored out of my mind with schoolwork and decided to do something fun in between homework). I hope you enjoy this introductory chapter.
Disclaimer: Artemis Fowl and co. is owned by Eoin Colfer. Hiccup and co. is owned by Dreamworks. Wow, it feels weird writing a disclaimer, but hey, got to get used to it if I don't want a lawsuit or something hanging over my head. Trust me I don't. I own the plot though .
Basic premise:
Artemis' time travelling project goes awry before it even starts. He ends up in a time far from his own. Here he discovers an entire branch of untapped magic – dragons. But who made Artemis time travel? And how can Artemis return?
Act 1: Past
Chapter One: Problems
Artemis Fowl II had two problems. The first problem was a simple one, the second… not so simple. His first problem was his inability to make any sort of progress with the twins, Beckett and Myles, as yet again the "hour of learning" had degraded into drawing different imaginary squirts using the amazing detail you could get from six colors. Artemis had thought the solution to this problem would solve itself as his brother's were quite curious, but when nothing happened as he started spewing random information, hoping to gain their attention, Artemis realized he could use the time to think of what to do with the second problem, and with a disguised movement, he managed to get away from the twins' creative processes without disturbing them. They might realize he was gone in half an hour, but that would be enough time to explain how to solve Fermat's Theorem to an idiot, buy out an entire chain of restaurants and hack Foaly's computer to find anything that might be remotely interesting.
Interest. That was Artemis' second problem, he was facing boredom, nothing really seemed to interest him at the moment. The only exception was the magic he had coursing through him, but even the thought of another experiment with magic, pulled a sigh from him. It was rapidly becoming old news. He had found that he could guide the magic to heal small wounds (not that he had deliberately put himself in harm's way, it just sort of happened in his line of work, though Butler tried his best to keep Artemis from getting irreparably hurt), he could Mesmer which was the fairies hypnotizing ability, and finally he had discovered he could feel a connection from living creatures, sort of like an aura detection. He could within a sphere of about 20 metres feel the general stage of mind anyone within this sphere had. This third ability hadn't come much into play as Artemis was extremely good at reading other people through their body language and he felt that the challenges of reading another person's feelings were much more interesting when he didn't rely on magic.
Artemis entered his study, fired up the computer and was about to begin teasing the centaur with a decoy, when something caught his attention. He realized that one of the other computers were already online and had finished a search Artemis did not remember starting. It was a search on time travel and many results of different people attempting to, and miserably failing at, time travel were flashing bright on the screen. One person had driven his car into incredibly high speeds, using rocket fuel, hoping that the speed combined with a bunch of technical gear attached to the car would be enough to travel to the future. He had crashed into a wall and was still in the hospital. Another weirdo had tried to build a giant washing machine using the centrifugal powers of said machine to be blasted through the walls of reality and into the past. The police had cut the project short on day four when he had accidentally told his neighbor of his plan.
Artemis sighed and was about to close down the computer, dismissing his loss of memory as either boredom or perhaps a small side effect to the mind wipes he had been exposed to, when he discovered one of the sites were fairy. Artemis had programmed his computers to search through both human and fairy databases without Foaly realizing (or maybe the centaur knew, and was pulling a prank on him) and he knew that this link was the real deal. He clicked the file and an extensive report of the capabilities of No. 1, the demon warlock from Limbo, whom he had helped rescue from the clutches of an evil demon called Leon Abbott, appeared. Artemis read that multiple experiments had confirmed that the warlock was quite capable of time travel, although the project had been shut down due to "quantum zombies".
Artemis suddenly felt like a fire burned as he rapidly read the entire report. This, he thought, this is something unknown, something new, something that can be researched with a purpose. Artemis realized he craved the knowledge of the possibilities of time travel. He knew right then and there that he would be the first human to time travel. He could test different theories that people always related to time travel. And then he realized, he had just read about a hundred failed attempts, other people's failures, at what he was about to dig into and the irony hit him. The line between insanity and genius was a thin one, but Artemis had absolute confidence that he was a genius, someone who would do what no one had done before. Artemis decided he needed plotting music, after all this needed some thinking through.
(Two hours later)
When Artemis decided to exit his study he immediately ran into his father. Artemis Senior said something, but Artemis was lost in thought and only when his father placed a hand on his son's shoulder, turned him around and looked him in the eye.
"Son, are you alright," his father asked him.
Artemis distractedly replied: "Yes, Father, I am more than alright." Artemis paused and looking at his father's expectant face he sighed and returned the question, as he didn't want to elaborate on his plan to anyone but Butler: "What about you?"
His father grew silent. His facial expression changed to one of sadness. Artemis asked: "What's wrong?" "It's your mother, Artemis. She's… sick and well… I have not seen this sickness before, so I have called for a doctor. The symptoms are quite… radical."
Artemis considered for a short while, whether or not he should be worried. His mother had been sick before, but that was a mental sickness, and it had been cured with a little fairy magic. Now it sounded as though his mother was physically sick, but seeing as Artemis had magic of his own now, he decided, he could cure his mother on his own. If the task proved too daunting, he could always call upon Holly. And so Artemis mentally shoved his mother's sickness a notch down on the priority list, once again being absorbed in the plan. He decided to throw in a comment to his father: "With a good doctor, I think we can expect Mother to be up from bed in a couple of days," Artemis said smiling, whilst silently thinking to himself: When the doctor leaves I can look at this and decide how bad it is.
And with that, Artemis turned and continued his stride towards where he expected to find Butler. His father called after him: "What about the twins? Do you know where they are?" And Artemis answered with a "They're probably experimenting. Or they might be adventuring." Artemis felt a sting of guilt as he pushed aside his family and concentrated on the new project. He always felt his conscious when speaking with his family because he had mesmered them into not thinking why he had been gone or where he had went. But Artemis had no time to be thinking of his family. He had not been so fired up about a project since discovering demons. And that had technically been 3 years ago.
Artemis expected Butler to be by the front door. Butler usually was either making rounds, dismantling his weapons, reading about weapons or if Artemis was lucky, he could catch Butler reading fiction. This was one of the things his bodyguard/best friend had picked up whilst Artemis had been trapped in Limbo. So when Artemis actually happened to stumble upon Butler with "The life and strange surprising adventures of Robinson Crusoe", he just chuckled lightly, bringing Butlers immediate attention to his young master.
"Butler, I have a plan for what to do to relieve me of my stress and boredom, and actually do something for a change."
Butler sighed. The last plan had cost Artemis' parents three years of grief for losing a son and while Butler was compelled to follow Artemis everywhere he couldn't help himself for asking: "Does it involve risks?"
Artemis answered: "Without risks, my friend, it wouldn't be the same. Although I have considered the risks, they cannot stop me from trying. You see, Butler, I have come to terms with how time travel works and I believe if I could just convince Holly in some way to let No 1 have a day off and I could speak with him I am confident in convincing him to restart this project with a few additional tests."
Butler almost couldn't look Artemis in the eyes; they glowed with an inner fire, like a man addicted to something so bad that he couldn't go on a day without it. Butler saw it as an addiction to knowledge, and the fact that Artemis would not feel content until he had made his mark on every subject known to man. But when looking into those eyes, those glistering eyes, like a child having just tasted chocolate for the first time and desperately craving more, he knew he could not stop Artemis. So he simply said: "You know it would make my job a whole lot easier if you would tell me about these risks, Artemis."
Artemis commented: "Not here, Butler, the walls have ears, namely Father, Mother and the twins. But I can tell you that the first part of the plan doesn't involve much risk." Artemis smirked. "However, this will be made up for by the risk of "quantum zombies" in the second part."
Butler just raised an eyebrow. This was his everyday life and he didn't complain that the first part sounded less risky than the second. He deduced that the first part was information gathering and the second was the actual "travel", but he didn't like it one bit when his employer joked about safety details. However Butler couldn't help but feel a bit proud over the fact that Artemis had just made a joke. He asked: "What are "quantum zombies"?"
"From what I could gather: Something nasty." Wow, two jokes in a minute, I really should find the clown dress and begin juggling, Artemis thought. But joking aside, I really feel like this… this could lead to something great. The possibilities were, hypothetically speaking, infinite. It was up to Artemis to decide which way to go. And so he decided to go make a rather special phone call.
As he made to move closer to Artemis, Butler saw the threat, but had no possibility of reaching out and stopping Artemis, who was clearly in deep thought. The only thing Butler could do, as a giant portal, a vortex of distorting reality opened in front of Artemis, was to fall to his knees and watch as the fourteen-year old boy wandered into the portal and was swallowed. The portal vanished in front of Butler. He decided to do something he hadn't done in a long time. Butler panicked.
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