Okay, I am updating sooner than expected. I have decided that this story is based after Artemis Fowl and the Atlantis Complex but his mum doesn't know about fairies, he doesn't have the Atlantis Complex and Opal from the past is still running around.
Ok let's just get this clear: I don't own Percy Jackson or Artemis Fowl. I might own an ancient calculator older than I am and a few other things though.
Life, unfortunately, never gives you a moment to sit down and contemplate a letter which is evidence that your whole life is a lie. No, it has to do something like make your bodyguard run into the room covered in blood, most likely about to tell you there is a troll in the middle of the hall.
Butler was breathing heavily as he pushed the door open, he had probably run up from Miles and Beckett's room.
"What is it Butler?" I asked. Unlike my mother, he would tell me when I asked.
"Holly." he said. I looked at my mother, she had a confused look on her face. Even though I felt a bit guilty about not telling her, she still did not know about fairies.
"How is she?" I asked. For her to be at the Manor is had to be serious, the look on Butler's face confirmed that.
"She is on the couch in the third living room, she is covered in blood but I don't think any of it is hers." I stood up slowly, rushing would not help anybody at the moment.
Dread formed in the bit of my stomach as I reached for the door. Part of me did not want to open it, afraid of what I would find. Logic won, and I turned the cold brass nob. Before opening the door fully I remembered Mother did not know about fairies.
"Mother," I asked coming up with an excuse that sounded reasonable, "Can you get a cloth and a bowl of warm water?" She looked at me like she knew that I was trying to get rid of her, but nodded and turned back down the hall.
The first thing I noticed upon entering the room was that half of the blinds were burnt and there were two viles of liquid I had created as fuel for my new project spilt near them. Miles had been in my lab, luckily for him I had other things to deal with. At first I mistook Holly for a small red ball until I realised who it was.
"Holly!" said running to her side and removing her helmet. Her chestnut hair was matted, tangled and caked with dry blood. Her eyes were moving under her eyelids like she was having nightmares. Her clothes weren't in much better condition.
"Butler, can you go and get some of Juliet's spare clothes?" Butler left the room and I pushed Holly's hair off of her face to reveal her pointed elf ears.
The world always has to make things difficult though, seriously, it should give me a break, because that had to be the exact moment my mother saw Holly for the first time. The bowl of water my mother was carrying fell and smashed in to tiny pieces on the floor, drenching the carpet. I tried to cover up Holly's ears but the damage was done.
"She, she is not..." Mother stuttered. I cursed in all the thirteen languages I knew, earning a dirty look from my mother even through the shock.
"Artemis Fowl the Second mind you..."
Thankfully fate was on my side for once, there was a golden glow in the middle of the room and a female voice spoke:
"Remember the address." The letter that I was sure I put in my pocket appeared and floated right in to my mother's outstretched hands. She took one look at it and fainted right into Butler's arms.
I hope this chapter is ok, lot's of people commented on my spelling including my English teacher (luckily she isn't reading this) I now have a beta, MissBliss8527, so the spelling and stuff will be better from now on. I will try and update A.S.A.P. Thank you for reading and please review.