Disclaimer:

Me: idonotownartemisfowloranyotherofeoin'.

Artemis: What? You have to write the disclaimer CORRECTLY Holly!

Holly: Who said my name?!

Me: *points at Artemis who has an innocent look on my face*

Holly: *pulls out neutrino* now's a good time to run mudboy...

Artemis: *squeals* *runs away*

Me: Great...now I gotta get another Artemis for my story!

Holly: Hold it. *points neutrino at me, right underneath the chin* Say it. NOW.

Me: *gulp!* i do notown artemis fowl or any other of eoin's characters. If they were mine arty wld be in my basement rite now doing my laundry.

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Prologue

Artemis was in a room, similar looking to a cell.

"Where am I?" he asked himself.

Then Artemis heard a piercing scream. It was Holly. He turned around, and saw Holly, lying there, half between conscious and unconsciousness.

"Holly! What's happening?" he questioned, furiously looking for something, anything, that could help her. She started writhing in pain, gasping as invisible forces started to constrict her lungs. Then, she started to hallucinate.

"I hate you, Artemis! You could have saved us! We could have been gone from this damned cell by now!" Artemis was pained from the sight, but more from the words.

"It's just a hallucination, she doesn't mean it. It's just a hallucination, she doesn't mean it…" he kept repeating over and over to himself. Artemis so just wanted to lie down next to Holly and die. Then, he heard a faint whisper from Holly that was barely audible.

"It's started, Artemis," Holly whispered, her eyes glazed over in pain and fear, her breathing coming out in short, hurtful gasps, "It's too late." And then Holly passed out on the cold metal slab of a bed, located in the basement of none other than Koboi Labs.

Artemis woke up screaming Holly's name, jolting and sweating from the torture. This was the fourth time he had had this dream, but this time it was much lengthier than past ones, and he could hear words this time. Normally the nightmare would come in short parts each night, characters moving their lips soundlessly. Butler burst through the door, already aware of what probably frightened his charge.

"Artemis, what's wrong?" Artemis shook his head.

"It was just that same dream, Butler. Nothing more." But Butler was keen on trying to get the details out of Artemis this time. This was the fourth time this week that that same dream occurred, and the manservant was getting worried for Artemis. Never had he seen him so…so…

"Very well, Butler. I shall tell you." Artemis sighed, motioning for him to sit down in a chair. As Artemis told Butler about his dream, Butler became more and more intrigued by the bounty of details of it. It seemed, to him, more like a 'vision' if nothing else. Artemis agreed. Butler looked at his charge, trying to scrutinize any emotion in his charge's neutral eyes. A flicker of sadness caught his attention, but before he could comprehend it, it was gone. Butler sighed. Artemis knew all too well that if this dream was in fact a vision, he had to tell Holly, at the least. :I need to keep her safe," he whispered more to himself than to Butler.

"I have to make an important call, Butler," Artemis announced. The large bodyguard knew who Artemis was going to contact, so he left, although, obviously, disturbed by the dream Artemis had told him only moments before. Angeline, Artemis's mother, knew about the People now, too. Butler had been telling her of her son's sudden awakenings, and she has been anxious about Artemis's health. Juliet was on tour for a wrestling troupe, and Artemis Senior had taken the twins, Myles and Beckette, to the States. He wanted Angeline to come, but she made it an excuse and a point that she needed some bed rest. So, there were three people inhabiting Fowl Manor. Angeline, Butler, and, of course, Artemis.

Butler walked down the hallway to Angeline and Artemis Senior's bedroom, coming to a stop in front of the door. He knocked, and a soft "come in" was heard on the other side. Butler walked in, glancing around at the magnificent master bedroom. Angeline Fowl was lying on her bed, reading. She looked up, her serene features just visible under the little lighting, a small book lamp.

"How's my little Arty doing?" she questioned, calling her son by his pet-name. "Another dream, though this time more detailed and he could hear," Butler stated. She sat up, clearly interested.

"Was Holly in it, again?" she asked. When Artemis first had told her about Holly, he had put so many details into it that Angeline had a perfect image of her. But when she had asked about Mulch or Foaly, Artemis described them so little that she thought they were just living blobs. But Holly, Holly was different.

"Yes, and, like before, she was being tortured." He answered quietly, while at the same time trying to picture the tough-as-nails female captain writhing in pain on the floor. It was not a good image. The manservant winced, and looked at Angeline, who looked as troubled he had ever seen her.

"Your son is fine," he reassured her, but also himself, "and I will make sure he stays that way." Butler ended, turning to leave.

"Butler?" Angeline started. He paused, one hand on the doorknob,

"Yes?" There was a pause. Then, "Keep Holly safe, please. For Artemis's sake…"she trailed off, letting the message seep in. Butler smirked against his better judgment, "Of course." And with that, he left the room, leaving Angeline alone with her thoughts.

Artemis's Point of View

Artemis knew all too well that if this dream was in fact a vision, he had to tell Holly, at the least.

"I need to keep her safe," he whispered more to himself than to Butler.

"I have to make an important call, Butler," Artemis announced. As soon as the door clicked closed behind his bodyguard massive build, Artemis fingered his ring. It was located on his right hand, on his middle finger. But, it wasn't really a ring. It was an old fairy communicator given to him by Holly, and he had disguised it as a ring, for obvious reasons. He twisted the ring, and then used his pinky and thumb to create a makeshift phone. It rang twice, then someone on the other side answered.

"Hello?" "Holly!" Artemis exclaimed, anxious for his friend. Then, he realized he needed to keep his emotions down in case he scared Holly. "Artemis? Why are you calling?"

"No need to chat, Holly," Artemis said, still obviously shaken, "quick, where are you right now?" There was a pause, then a sigh.

"What did you do Artemis? And, to answer your question, right now I am on my way to complete the ritual. Why?" Artemis rolled his eyes. Leave it to Holly to disobey orders.

"No time to explain now. Please, complete the ritual then come straight to Fowl Manor. I need to talk to you," he answered, completely ignoring her question. He saw Holly suddenly become confused. Then she shook her head, and said, "Okay, Artemis. But this better be for a good reason. I can't just keep coming over your house for every crisis you create."

Artemis sighed. That was all he needed. "Thank you, Holly," he paused, then mumbled, "be careful." Then he closed the connection, frowning. Had he seemed too worried? Anxious? And, for the first time in a while, Artemis wasn't sure. He always had before. He shook his head, clearing the thought. Now, I need to prepare a room for her arrival, Artemis thought as he, too, left the room.

Holly's Point of View

Holly was flying over the harbor, breathing in the salty air, when she heard Foaly's voice in her helmet.

"Holly, are you running low?" Holly sighed. Always checking up on me. She twisted her neck to the left, checking how much magic she had left. I'm low, she realized. "Yeah Foaly, I need to complete the ritual."

"Okay Holly, I will just let Trubs know." Holly smirked, "Thanks. Bye." Holly terminated the link, and shot off into the starry sky, searching for an ancient oak and a river bend. She turned sharply to the left, now hovering over a vast expanse of green woods. It was a beautiful full moon, and many fairies were making the commune to refuel their magic supplies. Then, Holly felt vibrations coming from her belt. Still in flight, she pulled out the old fairy communicator. It was Artemis.

"Hello?" she answered. "Holly!" Her eyebrows scrunched together in thought. He sounds almost...anxious. Then she asked what she knew Artemis was expecting, "Artemis? Why are you calling?"

"No need to chat," responded Artemis, a little too quickly and his voice sounded…shaky. "Quick," he continued, "where are you right now?"

Holly was taken aback by the suddenness of the question, but more of his tone. She had never heard Artemis this scared. Then she sighed, "What did you do Artemis? And, to answer your question, right now I am on my way to complete the ritual. Why?" she could see Artemis rolling his eyes on the screen.

"No time to explain now. Please, complete the ritual then come straight to Fowl Manor. I need to talk to you,"

Talk to me? Holly thought. Now she was really confused. She shook her head, and then replied, "Okay, Artemis. But this better be for a good reason. I can't just keep coming over your house for every crisis you create." Artemis sighed from the screen, with a look a pure relief written all over his face. "Thank you, Holly…be careful." Then he cut the connection. Holly sighed, rolling her eyes. Typical Arte-wait. Did he just say 'be careful'? Since when did he care about her safety? Holly shook herself, clearing her head. Now, where is a place that won't have many or no fairies…Holly smiled, remembering the place where Artemis and she first "met". It is usually quiet there, and Holly wanted to be alone for a bit. She found the old oak, and kicked up her legs, dropping into a steep dive. She had much to think about.

***

Foaly terminated his contact with Holly and got back to work tracking the Past-Opal that had escaped during a retrieval. I wonder how our Opal is doing, he thought as he checked her cell cameras. Ever since the escape of Past-Opal, Foaly had tripled the guard on Opal. And every day, he checks up on her. Foaly opened a video link, connecting the live camera feed to it. When he pulled up the video, Opal was lying on the ground in the middle of the floor. And there were absolutely no guards around. But before Foaly called it in to Commander Kelp, he checked Opal Koboi's vitals. They were all flat.

"But…what happened…how?" Foaly muttered to himself, "D'arvit! Commander!" he screamed into the intercom on his desk," Get in here! You have to see this!"

***

Holly sat there, underneath the large oak tree, helmet off, lost in thoughts. Her helmet was under her arm, and when a ping sounded in the helmet to let her know she received an email, she was too lost in thought to hear it. Too bad. Holly would have been out of there within seconds. Little did she know the danger she was in…

Why am I so upset at Artemis for lying to me? I would have done it, too! Is it trust? Care? ...Or something more? No, you're of two different species, countered one half of her.

But I kissed him, her other half screamed. It was those damned hormones, hissed the negative part of her, you were an adolescence!

"But what if it wasn't the hormones," Holly asked out loud, "What if it was me? What if the real Holly inside had kissed him? Why would I have done that? Because you…whispered her subconscious, but Holly was too lost in thought to even hear herself. She shook her head trying clear her mind of Artemis. I've been doing a lot of that lately. Maybe next time I see him, I will shield and punch him square in the nose. That will do me some justice. Holly giggled at the thought of Artemis giving her a huge lecture while holding his nose, blocking any blood flow. See! There I go again, thinking about the mudboy. Maybe I should talk to him…"for old time's sake."

Holly finished out loud. She jumped at the sound of her own voice, so quiet among the silence of thoughts. She heard a twig snap, and got up to look for an acorn. She found one, leaned down to pick it up, and looked at it between her thumb and index finger. It's a wonder how something so insignificant could bring so much power, thought Holly as she stored the acorn in her pocket. She was about to put her helmet back on when she heard laughter from behind. She turned around, but not fast enough to see the person in back of her pulling out a gun and another come up from behind her, grabbing hold of her by the arms, giggling maniacally. One shot, and Holly was on the ground. She tried to see her assailants, but her vision was blurred.

She only heard the words, "Now let's see Artemis try to save her…" Then Holly gave up the struggle, drifting into unconsciousness.

***

Foaly and Commander Trouble Kelp raced down the halls of Howler's Peak, counting each cell number. Opal Koboi's was 999. They needed to reach her, and fast. Once they reached her cell, they immediately activated the seeker-sleeper, incase Opal was faking her death. They flew open the cell door and dropped to their knees. They checked her pulse; nothing. Her breathing; nothing. Opal was either dead, or in a coma. They were so engaged in trying to diagnose Opal's state, neither one of them noticed the dark figure looming overhead. It was armed with a LEP Neutrino 2000, set on stun. Foaly and Commander Kelp heard a familiar giggle emitting from behind them. They turned around, finding a much-younger version of their Opal Koboi.

"Hi, boys! Did you miss me?" And in two shots, Foaly and the Commander were on the ground, and Past-Opal made off with Opal of the present…

***

"Foaly! Wake up, pony!" Foaly groaned. A splitting pain seized his right side, causing him to whinny in pain.

"Oh…wha...what happened?" Foaly was dazed, still a bit stunned by the…well…stun setting on the Neutrino. Trouble Kelp helped the centaur up, scanning the empty cell.

"Did you see who that was?" questioned the Commander. Foaly nodded, unable to speak at the moment.

Trouble sighed,"It was Opal, wasn't it? It was a trap. I should have known." Foaly started to nod, but stopped, then started to violently shake his head, as if trying to shake off a huge bee.

"N…n…no, Trubs. No one could have seen that." Foaly stuttered, regaining his composure. Trouble sighed again.

"Well, all that we can do now is sound the alarm that both Opals are now loose in Haven," the Commander finished. Foaly sighed. I better warn Holly, he thought as he raced back to Ops. Booth.

***

"There! Now, send," said Foaly as he clicked the send button on his mail, sending his warning to Holly. Right now she was at the old oak, thinking. I tagged it red, so she should read it in time; he thought, mainly just to ensure himself. I hope Holly is okay…

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P.S. My REAL first name is Holly. I know...creepy isn't it!