I don't own any of this ('cept Anastasia's character). It's not coming out as well as I'd hoped, and I had to tweak it a bit, but I swear it's going to get a lot better in the next chapter!

"I don't think you realize the severity of your actions," Commander Sool smiled devilishly as Anastasia glared at him from her cell.

"I don't think you realize I don't quite care about your laws," she retorted.

"Your cousin's not bailing you out."

"That I realize."

"I'm afraid I must inform you that we have your cousin detained for some questioning on some... newfound coincidences in the late commander's death."

"Interesting."

"You won't be leaving if you expect our dear captian to."

"My cousin isn't captain anymore."

"Shame what happened to Trouble," Sool sighed in mock sadness as he studied his nails.

"What happened to him?" Anastasia slammed her fists against the bars.

"Ah. I see that has your attention. And what attachment might you have to our dear Captain Kelp?"

"You know what attachment I have."

"It's rather unfortunate, indeed. But also rather confidential."

"What a shame," Anastasia hissed. The room shook as she gripped the bars harder. The bars crumbled in her grasp, and then she walked slowly towards Sool. She put a knuckle on her hip, and shed from behind her a back what looked like a dagger. She held it expertly under Sool's neck, backing him against the nearest wall.

"You always were good with retreiving any attention you felt lost to yourself," he mumbled.

"I think so too," she smiled. "I also think I haven't been here."

"I might be under that exact impression," Sool responded hastily.

"I don't trust you," she whispered cooly, and turned her back to him. Sool reached for his Nutrino, but wasn't quick enough. Before the thought had even finished forming, she had ducked around and kicked him in the gut. Sool went limp as he hit the wall and Anastasia, after looking back once, dashed out of the room.

"If I tell you, you have to keep her safe." A static sigh issued through the phone.

"What do you know about her?" Artemis grumbled.

"I appreciate it. I'll see you soon." The responce was a click and dial tone. "Thank you."

She'd bit, she'd kicked, and she'd screamed- but the fact was that she was in a cell for the second time that day, and had just woken up. However, this was no jail. Anastasia wasn't stupid, and if her circumstances were not what they were, she would've instantly realized where she was. Unfortunately, she was still recovering from the effects of a tranquilizer.

"What the-"

"Oh! You've woken up! I'll get Artemis!" A rather curious looking blond girl clapped her hands together and was heading out of the room.

"Artemis," Anastasia mumbled. The name had a familiar ring to it. "Artemis... Artemis... HOLLY!" She bolted upright and raced to the bars of her cell.

Artemis knew she was awake before Juliet had even made it to the door. The first big tip off was that the camera feed from her cell was playing out her fit for him. But even if there was no camera, it wouldn't have been hard to notice. The noise she was making in her attempts to escape was echoing throughout the house, as was the carefully chosen profanity she spat out upon realizing her magic wasn't working very well. A signature vampire-like smile spread across the youth's face as he heard footsteps approaching.

"Artemis?" Juliet's voice squeaked from behind the door.

"Yes?" He returned as she opened the door.

"She's awake," Juliet sighed.

"Very well," he nodded. "Does Butler know?"

"Yup," she smiled. "He's heading for her cell right now." At these words, Artemis bolted for the door. Sure, Anastasia was a teenaged girl- and a small one at that- but she was not to be underestimated. He didn't know the particulars, and though Butler certainly had the sense not to do anything too dangerous, he was worried for his bodyguard.

"Artemis?" Juliet called after him. She stepped into the now empty room and watched the camera feed grimly. Another violent fairy, huh?

But then her worried expression softened as she saw the girl's reaction to Butler. Apparently the effects of the dart hadn't warn off yet, and her knees her buckling as she tried to get away from him. Butler opened the door slowly, but didn't approach her, clearly trying to calm her. Artemis was now standing behind him. But as quickly as Juliet's sympathy came, it was gone, and she smirked slightly when she saw Anastasia's new reaction.

"Artemis!" She ran to him and grabbed him by the shoulders before Butler could even blink. "I have to talk to you!" She huffed, then grabbed her side. "Damn," she breathed, "What did you give me?"

"A tranquilizer. You'll be alright," Artemis said in a detached sort of way.

"Oh, you're too kind," she sneered as she leaned against a wall for support. Her vision was getting blury.

"You should rest for a bit longer," Artemis mumbled, already heading out of the cell.

"No!" Her voice had the tiniest hint of desperation, but Artemis ignored her. "I need to save the commander!" She bellowed. Still no responce. Artemis rolled his eyes and continued to walk, but stopped in his tracks shortly after, as a silver burst of light shot past his head.

"Ah, so you do have a bad temper. And I thought Holly was exaggerating," he chuckled, still not turning around.

"Can I get out of here please?"

"Artemis-" Butler began.

"You should rest."

"I'm sure I've rested longer than you're letting on."

"Artemis, are you sure this is safe?" Juliet hissed. Anastasia merely smirked.

"She won't hurt me, whether she wants to or not," Artemis stated flatly, leaving Anna to scowl after him for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and the bars vanished. She walked right over to him and they appeared again.

"Look, I need to talk to you. I don't know how exactly it is that you deal with any other affairs that you get yourself into, but you're going to help me save the commander."

"Regretably, the commander is dead-"

"I know he is!"

"Then how do you expect me to be able to save him?"

"Tell me, Artemis Fowl, haven't you saved a certian Holly Short from the exact same fate?"

The plots for this one is a bit more complex and better planned out than the other two. But then again, it's not nearly as successful. So gr. But still, oh well. I'm trying to work on this one, but I haven't had much time. Sick for a month. Ewwwww. But anyway, um... I got the idea because I think Root will come back. 'Cause they couldn't find him, and if you've read the Fowl Files book, Mulch's interview brings up The Lost Colony- and Root's interview is in there too. So unless they're all compiled from completely random times, Root's coming back to life. ) Sorry, I'm a dork and completely overanalyze things. Enjoy! Next chappy up soon 'cause of summer...