Fae's point of view.

Fae woke to bright lights, and a centaur leaning over her. Jolting upright she couldn't see Qwan or any of the warlocks. Unfamiliar machines beeped and hummed as she flew into a panic.

There was a door, a door with a window leading to the outside. She stood up and ran ignoring the indignant cries of the medics behind her.

Her clothes were white and unfamiliar.

She ran through the door her bare feet pounding against the cool grass, night air cooling her skin.

The moon was full, oh how nice it was to see the moon again.

She transformed as she went her magic buzzing, her senses tingling.

She ran and ran and ran.

Her last ordered burned in her mind.

Bite the mudmen make them understand the people.

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Artemis's point of view

Artemis was out enjoying the night, unable to sleep. He knew he really should be asleep. It was late, roughly midnight, but try as he might he simply couldn't sleep.

The fairy communicator disguised as a ring buzzed and he looked at the message.

Artemis get out of there now!

The message was from holly.

Something growled behind him and he turned around to see a black wolf with violet eyes glaring at him.

He put his hands up and stepped back meeting it's eyes, it's human eyes. It lunged sinking it's fangs into his shoulder and fire coursed through his veins.

The last thing he remembered was screaming before he passed out.

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Holly's point of view.

She recklessly piloted the shuttle to the Fowl manor.

"HOLLY" Foaly shouted over the headset. "You can't help Artemis if you are a grease spot on the tunnel wall. If you're not going to be careful, SLOW THE HELL DOWN!"

Holly didn't slow down but she was a little bit more careful. She hated to admit it, but Foaly was right that if she was dead, well, next time Artemis got into some horrible disaster, he'd be dead too.

She was busy making a list of things she currently thought were stupid.

Stupid mud boy

Stupid shuttle

Stupid centaur

Stupid Foaly

Stupid communicator

Stupid Artemis

Stupid, stupid, stupid, everything was currently making its way onto the list.

Fae's point of view.

She curled in the shade of the trees. She was hungry but not terribly so, she'd been through worse. A gnawing guilt tugged at her.

She bit the guy. Changing his life, changing who he was.

Who was he? Did he have family? What year was it? Were was she?

These questions buzzed around her head like angry trolls causing her to trip over a tree root and shred the knees of her white pants, skinning her knees as well.

She watched as blue sparks sewed the wounds shut, blood didn't even touch the torn fabric.

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Artemis's point of view

He woke up dazed. A small hand was holding his. Scents assaulted him from all angles but he pushed that to the back of his mind, prioritizing.

He glanced over, holly was the one holding his hand, he was in his room, it hurt to move, his shoulder really hurt.

"Holly" he murmured softly

She jerked having apparently been drifting off to sleep.

"Arty" she cried

He winced it sounded like she was yelling at him.

She probably was.

"how long of a list"

"what?" she seemed confused.

"how long was the list of things that annoyed you on the shuttle over" he said smiling slightly