Artemis Fowl's POV
As the jet crossed into Ireland, I woke up. My seat is next to a young girl's, about my age. Butler would have preferred me to be alone, but the French did not listen to the language of money very well. I could not convince the stewardess to let me take the jet alone even by mesmerizing her, a very odd fact. The girl looked very pretty, and I wonder who she is. Knowing all of the young girls who had money enough to take a jet, it was a strange coincidence that this girl was unknown to me. There are no such things as coincidences, so she must be investigated.
I looked her up by hacking Foaly's database, password carrot juice, and found her to be Anne Lilliger, daughter of a newly rich Henry Lilliger. He made a fortune by inventing a new way to make boats run without using electrical power, and became an overnight billionaire. The girl was being brought back from her complete scholarship to a French university to be privately tutored by someone of her intelligence. I gasped silently. I am coming home from a trip to the Lourve to tutor a rich young girl. Could this be her? Piercing brown eyes snapped open, and a small pair of hands clasped mine.
"You must be Artemis Fowl. I'm Anne Lilliger, your new student!"
"How did you know it was me?"
"I saw your bodyguard, the infamous Butler, known to never be far from your side, and also, I hacked your laptop while you slept. Who's Foaly?" She really is a genius! My laptop is supposed to be impossible for any human but myself to get into!
Suddenly, the jet lurched. We were the only passengers, and Butler was flying. I hurried to the cockpit, Anne close behind. Butler was nowhere to be seen, but a small figure, feminine in form, was standing by a broken window. It turned, and a hauntingly familiar voice crooned "Nighty night, little kiddies!" and fired a tranquilizer dart at me and Anne. As my vision blurred, another shot hit Anne. Suddenly, I recognized the voice.
Opal Koboi was back.
Butler's POV of recent events
The girl is coming with us. It cannot be helped, as the French will not let me fly the plane myself, the only way to ensure against a corrupt pilot. She has been frisked by the French police and myself, showing no weapons of any kind. Even so, it is going to be a long flight.
As we entered Ireland, a girlish figure entered the cockpit. Anne must want something. Trying to shoo her away, I turned around, into the barrel of a gun.
"Jump." I took a parachute as if in a trance, and realized I was being mesmerized. Fighting it off, I grabbed for the girl, who was wearing a hood. As she jumped out of the way, the hood slipped. The face of Opal Koboi looked me into the eye, and told me to jump. Before I could shake it off, I was falling. The little devil had pushed me through the window! I was hit in the leg with five tranquilizer darts, and my vision blurred. I pulled the parachute line, breaking my fall. I stayed awake just long enough to think that Artemis was in danger, and I was not there to help him. The tranquilizer reached my brain, and I thought no more.