First fanfiction. Out of character, All human. The only thing that will reference the book will be the names of the characters, how they act or the universe they live in has nothing to do with the actual book.
This is a just short story that popped up into my head and hope you enjoy it.
There's a loud knock on the door of my room. I look at the clock. 8 AM. An officer of my rank shouldn't be getting up this early!
"Who's bothering me so early?" I grunt.
"Commander Root! Wake up!" Answers whose voice I recognize as Grub's, my personal assistant.
I don't move. I don't even answer, hoping he would just leave and let me sleep. But he keeps insisting until I have to drag myself out of bed to open the door.
"Come in and stop yelling!" I answer sleepily as he scurries into the apartment.
I can't quite figure out Grub's expression. He just looks at me expecting something while he tries to catch his breath. He's just standing there in the darkness of the room looking at me like I was some weird bug he has never seen before.
"What is it Grub? What is so important for you to come here like crazy determined to interrupt my sleep? Is there something wrong?" I ask him.
He shakes his head denying it and as he finally catches his breath he says "No Commander, I came as fast as I could because the assembly is requesting your presence. Today they will decide whether to send the UE-1 to space or not!"
"Damn it! Why do they have the need to make such important decisions so early? People need to have the time to wake up for God's sake!" I say.
He keeps still and just looks at me. "Grub! Don't just stand there and look at me! Prepare my stuff immediately!"
I get into the shower and I let the warm water help me clear my head I get dressed and Grub follows me outside the room. We walk though the government building and get to the central plaza.
As we walk through the tunnel that will lead us to the place of the meeting, I ask my assistant "What do you thing? Is it such a good idea to send the shuttle to space?"
"I think so" he simply answers.
"And are you going to give me the reason you think so? Or do you think I can read minds, Grub?"
He just keeps silent, and as we are about to enter the waiting room, he finally answers "I think we should send the shuttle, sir. Maybe that could get things moving a little. It's been so boring here lately…"
"You youngsters!" I say exasperated "Always looking for adventures and changes! What about risks? As if they didn't exist! Grub, when you stop being a child and get to the age when you can finally grow a beard and you have finished your preparation, I am very sure you'll see things differently"
I leave Grub in the waiting room and head to the conference room where the meeting is being held.
I happen to be one of the 5 people who will decide the future of the UE-1 space exploration shuttle project.
I finally get into the room and the other 4 members of the board stop talking suddenly and stare at me. Dr. Argon approaches me and gives me an amicable hit on the back as I sit down.
"Dear Commander, here we are all reunited discussing about what we're going to do about the UE-1 shuttle. We were just waiting to listen to what you have to say and finally come to a decision. Today is the day. So, what do you have to say?" he tells me.
As I shake my head, I answer "First of all, sorry I'm late… By the way, in the future we should discuss about or decision-making hours, because whoever said 'The early bird catches the worm' had absolutely no idea about what he was talking about. But let's skip the boring and banal philosophy lesson and go ahead to the real point of the meeting. You want to hear my opinion about sending the shuttle to space? Well, my final opinion is that we should send it. All we have to do is start preparing people to pilot and take care of the technical details"
"I thought the same thing" said President Artemis Fowl.
According to president Fowl, the point of this project was to show the country's great economical and technological power.
"Let's get moving then" Added his bodyguard, Butler.
"Perfect" I say "The meeting, in which we will know who else will be taking part in this project, will be tomorrow."
"Sure" they all answer.
"But at a more reasonable hour this time" I add.
"Will do, Commander" answers Juliet Butler, the only female in the room. "What about 10 AM?"
"Let's make it 11 AM" I say as I get up from my seat and head towards the door.
I'm back at the waiting room where Grub is waiting for me.
"How did it go, sir?"
"We are sending the shuttle. Tomorrow we'll meet again to meet the geniuses who'll help us send this thing to space"
"Perfect" he adds.
"Indeed"
Hope you liked it. Constructive critisism will gladly be accepted.