Myth or Truth?
Got bored with my other Artemis Fic. Don't expect to update much soon. Don't hold your breath. Meanwhile, read this one!
Paragraph from Artemis Fowl: The Fortune Hunting Years:
During Artemis Fowl Senior's recovery, Artemis Fowl Junior began to go into a frenzy of activity. This sentence might sound innocent, until investigations began and revealed what kind of activity. Criminal ones. However, the Greek expedition outclasses them all, as seen here. .
Prologue:
A young looking girl squatted on the rock, lazily drowsing in the warm Greek sun, watching the sheepherders go by. It would have been an ordinary scene, except for one thing. The girl had many snakes poised just over her shoulders. Her head wasn't exactly connected to the rest of her, and if you looked closely, there was a tiny seam of blood. The sheepherders didn't see her, and lucky that they didn't either. For this wasn't just a girl. This was Medusa.
She jumped at the exact right moment, blindfold in hand. With strong fingers, she pulled a bleating sheep towards her, and covered its eyes, blinding it with the cloth. One of the boys had the idiocy to turn back.
"Medu-" he called, but never finished the sentence. He was stone by the time the final syllable had reached his lips.
Chapter One: Beginning:
Artemis raised his head slightly, seated on his favorite leather computer chair, shooting Juliet an annoyed glance.
"Juliet." He said, and she immediately raised her head from her magazine. Artemis could see some pictures from five feet away, and most of them were of bulky females, putting other females in headlocks. Oh well, he shrugged carelessly, if Juliet wanted to read about giant, unclean figures attempting to kill each other for sport, that was her choice.
"Yes, Arty?" her sweet and confused voice rang through his thoughts. "This is a briefing." He informed her, wasting no words. "And that means no magazines." Her lower lip drooped.
"But, but, but." she began, and met his granite-hard glance, gleaming with annoyance. Two pairs of eyes met, and hers dropped first. "Yes, Arty."
Artemis settled back down, and smiled in satisfaction. The smile vanished immediately, and he clapped his hands three times to call attention and order. All activity within the room immediately ceased. He nodded.
"Alright. This latest mission concerns Greece. I understand you know the country well, Juliet?" he said, glaring at her. Juliet nodded. Geez, when did dear, sweet Arty get so grouchy?
"Yes Arty. There are great places there to catch a tan and-" Artemis hastily interrupted her before she could begin a true tourist's raving.
"Apparently, someone has caught sight of the Medusa there. Now, it's simply a rumor, but there have been several," here he paused to cough. If it had been anyone else, Butler would have deemed it a laugh. But the Master, laughing? Not possible.
Artemis resumed his speech. "Several statues of sheep and sheep herders." Juliet pursed her full red lips, and raised her hand childishly.
"Arty?" she said, her head tilted one way, forming an adorable picture. "What good would the Medusa do you?"
His smile turned cold and calculating. "My dear, even the LEP don't have anti-petrifying rays. And if the LEP are statues, no one will be left to protect the gold."
To be continued. .
Look, this is an experiment, okies? I will be doing several of these during the next couple months, to take my mind off my other fics. If there aren't at least 7 reviews, a new story will come by to take its place as an Experiment. If this succeeds, I will post another chapter. Don't worry; Chap. 14 of Escapes will be up soon.
~Trisani
P.S. Yes, he has different plans for Holly, all you H/A fans. But do you really think he'd mention them in front of delicate-feeling-ed JULIET?!
Got bored with my other Artemis Fic. Don't expect to update much soon. Don't hold your breath. Meanwhile, read this one!
Paragraph from Artemis Fowl: The Fortune Hunting Years:
During Artemis Fowl Senior's recovery, Artemis Fowl Junior began to go into a frenzy of activity. This sentence might sound innocent, until investigations began and revealed what kind of activity. Criminal ones. However, the Greek expedition outclasses them all, as seen here. .
Prologue:
A young looking girl squatted on the rock, lazily drowsing in the warm Greek sun, watching the sheepherders go by. It would have been an ordinary scene, except for one thing. The girl had many snakes poised just over her shoulders. Her head wasn't exactly connected to the rest of her, and if you looked closely, there was a tiny seam of blood. The sheepherders didn't see her, and lucky that they didn't either. For this wasn't just a girl. This was Medusa.
She jumped at the exact right moment, blindfold in hand. With strong fingers, she pulled a bleating sheep towards her, and covered its eyes, blinding it with the cloth. One of the boys had the idiocy to turn back.
"Medu-" he called, but never finished the sentence. He was stone by the time the final syllable had reached his lips.
Chapter One: Beginning:
Artemis raised his head slightly, seated on his favorite leather computer chair, shooting Juliet an annoyed glance.
"Juliet." He said, and she immediately raised her head from her magazine. Artemis could see some pictures from five feet away, and most of them were of bulky females, putting other females in headlocks. Oh well, he shrugged carelessly, if Juliet wanted to read about giant, unclean figures attempting to kill each other for sport, that was her choice.
"Yes, Arty?" her sweet and confused voice rang through his thoughts. "This is a briefing." He informed her, wasting no words. "And that means no magazines." Her lower lip drooped.
"But, but, but." she began, and met his granite-hard glance, gleaming with annoyance. Two pairs of eyes met, and hers dropped first. "Yes, Arty."
Artemis settled back down, and smiled in satisfaction. The smile vanished immediately, and he clapped his hands three times to call attention and order. All activity within the room immediately ceased. He nodded.
"Alright. This latest mission concerns Greece. I understand you know the country well, Juliet?" he said, glaring at her. Juliet nodded. Geez, when did dear, sweet Arty get so grouchy?
"Yes Arty. There are great places there to catch a tan and-" Artemis hastily interrupted her before she could begin a true tourist's raving.
"Apparently, someone has caught sight of the Medusa there. Now, it's simply a rumor, but there have been several," here he paused to cough. If it had been anyone else, Butler would have deemed it a laugh. But the Master, laughing? Not possible.
Artemis resumed his speech. "Several statues of sheep and sheep herders." Juliet pursed her full red lips, and raised her hand childishly.
"Arty?" she said, her head tilted one way, forming an adorable picture. "What good would the Medusa do you?"
His smile turned cold and calculating. "My dear, even the LEP don't have anti-petrifying rays. And if the LEP are statues, no one will be left to protect the gold."
To be continued. .
Look, this is an experiment, okies? I will be doing several of these during the next couple months, to take my mind off my other fics. If there aren't at least 7 reviews, a new story will come by to take its place as an Experiment. If this succeeds, I will post another chapter. Don't worry; Chap. 14 of Escapes will be up soon.
~Trisani
P.S. Yes, he has different plans for Holly, all you H/A fans. But do you really think he'd mention them in front of delicate-feeling-ed JULIET?!