Artemis Fowl: A blast from the past.
Disclaimer: (By the way, sorry this has come up so late! I haven't put a
story on here for a while. *shamed face*) I do not own the rights to any of
the characters in this story, although in future chapters a few of my own
little inventions might appear :P But at the moment, I am flying on the
wings of Eoin Colfers success. (Incase you don't know how to pronounce his
name, which I didn't until yesterday, it sounds like Owen, not E-oyn, as I
used to think. *Another shamed face*)Anyway, back to the story :P
Mulch Diggums yawned and stretched lazily. He looked around his filthy home, which appeared to a dwarf like him to be an absolute paradise. A round, muddy hole, full of soil and insects. He grabbed a beetle scuttling nearby and licked his lips. Great food, easily available. Despite this level of luxury, Mulch was unhappy. Heaven for the rest of your days had seemed perfect in his head, but after a few years he began to get bored. Once you get bitten by the crime bug, you can never go back. His last brush with the LEP had been 2 years ago, when Artemis Fowl had saved him from spending the rest of his life in prison. He had given Mulch a note, explaining how he could be freed, and instructions for what to do after that. br
He glanced at a small gold medallion, at the corner of his hole. Artemis had said he was to keep his nose clean for a few years, and then give him the medallion. The thing that had puzzled Mulch was the very last sentence. "Together we will be unstoppable." What did this mud boy have up his sleeve? Why did it involve Mulch? And how would he even remember Mulch after his mind wipe? For even though Mulch and Artemis had grown to know each other quite well, after his last adventure the LEP had decided it was in their best interests to give Artemis, and his hulk of a bodyguard, Butler, a complete mind wipe. All of their knowledge of the People, gone. br
Mulch sat for a moment, thinking all of this through in his mind. He was in a very comfortable position at the moment, and he could always find another hobby to cure his boredom. Besides, from past experience he knew that although Artemis was smart, he usually meant trouble. That was another thing. Artemis. Being a boy genius and meddling with the People were not a normal teenagers life. Perhaps it would be best to leave him alone? It was probable that with his father no longer missing and his mother's sanity returned that he was leading the life of a normal teenager.br
Mulch's thoughts stopped in their tracks. Artemis Fowl? A normal teenager? He had been smart enough to discover existence of the People at 12. Who knew what he would be capable of at 16? One thing was for sure; Artemis Fowl would still as cunning as he always had been, and if he hasn't already rediscovered the People, then he would do.
Mulch stood up and grabbed the medallion. No point delaying the future, especially when there could be something in it for me, Mulch thought. It was time to pay a little visit to Fowl Manor.
Mulch Diggums yawned and stretched lazily. He looked around his filthy home, which appeared to a dwarf like him to be an absolute paradise. A round, muddy hole, full of soil and insects. He grabbed a beetle scuttling nearby and licked his lips. Great food, easily available. Despite this level of luxury, Mulch was unhappy. Heaven for the rest of your days had seemed perfect in his head, but after a few years he began to get bored. Once you get bitten by the crime bug, you can never go back. His last brush with the LEP had been 2 years ago, when Artemis Fowl had saved him from spending the rest of his life in prison. He had given Mulch a note, explaining how he could be freed, and instructions for what to do after that. br
He glanced at a small gold medallion, at the corner of his hole. Artemis had said he was to keep his nose clean for a few years, and then give him the medallion. The thing that had puzzled Mulch was the very last sentence. "Together we will be unstoppable." What did this mud boy have up his sleeve? Why did it involve Mulch? And how would he even remember Mulch after his mind wipe? For even though Mulch and Artemis had grown to know each other quite well, after his last adventure the LEP had decided it was in their best interests to give Artemis, and his hulk of a bodyguard, Butler, a complete mind wipe. All of their knowledge of the People, gone. br
Mulch sat for a moment, thinking all of this through in his mind. He was in a very comfortable position at the moment, and he could always find another hobby to cure his boredom. Besides, from past experience he knew that although Artemis was smart, he usually meant trouble. That was another thing. Artemis. Being a boy genius and meddling with the People were not a normal teenagers life. Perhaps it would be best to leave him alone? It was probable that with his father no longer missing and his mother's sanity returned that he was leading the life of a normal teenager.br
Mulch's thoughts stopped in their tracks. Artemis Fowl? A normal teenager? He had been smart enough to discover existence of the People at 12. Who knew what he would be capable of at 16? One thing was for sure; Artemis Fowl would still as cunning as he always had been, and if he hasn't already rediscovered the People, then he would do.
Mulch stood up and grabbed the medallion. No point delaying the future, especially when there could be something in it for me, Mulch thought. It was time to pay a little visit to Fowl Manor.