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Jen hoped off her bike and took a deep breath as she looked at the imposing gate in front of her. She knew this Fowl guy lived in a manor but 10 foot hight walls, a wrought iron gate and 6 security cameras? Well, at least six, there were probably some she couldn't see. She swung her messenger bag to her other side and pressed the intercom button on the wall.

"Package for Artemis Fowl the second." She said into the mic.

"From whom?" A gruff formal voice asked.

"Professor Binforn." Jen replied. The gates slowly opened inward as Jen got back on her bike.

The road to the manor was made of gravel and curvy. It would make things a lot easier if the driveway were paved and straight she thought as she rounded a bumpy bend. Jen noticed quite a few cameras perched on and in the trees that surrounded the road. Paranoid much? About a mile later the driveway straightened out and the trees fell away revealing the most gorgeous house she'd ever seen. Though it really couldn't be called a house. A manor was certainly the proper term for it. Jen climbed off the bike flipped the kickstand into place and proceeded up the steps to a beautifully carved door.

She reached for the ornate knocker and nearly fell over as the door swung inward. Taking a step back Jen craned her neck to find the head of the giant guy in front of her. He had to be nearly twice her height even though she was a little short for her age. The man held out a hand and it took Jen a few seconds to figure out he wanted the package. She opened her bag and pulled out a light cardboard box and handed it over.

"Thank you." The man said curtly and as he turned and closed the door. Fantastic, she thought as she clomped back to her bike. Who doesn't love making a fool of themselves in front of some rich guy's cameras. Well hopefully a security guard gets a laugh out of my surprise. She heard the crunch of gravel and looked up. A woman was strolling down the driveway. She was a few inches shorter than Jen with short brown hair. Jen smiled politely at the woman and mounted her bike. The woman cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Have a nice day." Jen said as she carefully biked around the woman. Jen blinked as she passed through a slight haze. Oh, she slapped her forehead as she reached the trees. Another hallucination, and on camera, that security guard probably thinks i'm insane. Which might be true after all she thought, I see little people decked out in futuristic armor at least once a week. She chuckled at how crazy that sounded. The sun disappeared below the treetops darkening the driveway. Jen glanced at her watch. 6:58! Shoot! When had it gotten so late? I better pick up the pace if I want dinner she thought as she turned on to the highway and sped off toward home.


Hey! Thanks for reading this. I honestly have no idea where i'm going with it, so any ideas and suggestions are very, very welcome.

Sam