Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you might recognize from Eoin Colfer's book Artemis Fowl and the Arctic Incident. I do own Ivy as she is my very own creation.
Ivy was in her apartment reading when her buzzer went off. She pushed a button to play a recorded briefing. "Emergency. Sprite down at Shute E37. Code 4."
"Chix," mumbled Ivy.
She grabbed a pair of wings reserved especially for paramedic warlocks. After making sure she had everything she would need, Ivy set off and made her way to the Shute.
"Looks like I'll be seeing you sooner after all, Holly," Ivy said as she zoomed down the tunnels.
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When Ivy got to Shute E37 she was surprised to find that the place was crawling with LEP. Ivy was tempted to find out what was going on but she had a job to do.
Ivy found Chix lying on his side. A beat up looking wing was sticking up in the air and a LEP officer was running a field check on him.
"Oh my gosh! He really did get a hole in his wing!" Ivy said as she rushed over to the wounded sprite.
Once the LEP officer saw that the situation, with Chix, was under control he left Ivy to her work. The first thing Ivy did was give Virbil a shot of blue sparks to clear up any wounds. Then after checking his vitals, Ivy checked the hole in his wing. Not that it was a hole any more. The previous hole was now a nice neat scar.
Ivy admired the healing job. She knew her cousin did it. Ivy always admired complex healings like one would admire a piece of art. "Pretty good job for being under pressure," Ivy thought. "But what was the problem anyhow?"
Ivy was interrupted from her thoughts when Chix stirred.
"Hey, Cap'. You staying with me? Can't resist me, can you?" he asked.
"I'm not the Captain," Ivy said. "I'm the paramedic warlock. You're still recovering from a major healing, Chix, so lie still and don't stress your wing."
"Oh Yeah! You're Ivy, aren't you?" said Chix. "You look a lot like your hot cousin."
Ivy rolled her eyes. That was Chix for you.
After the ambulance pod took Chix away to a hospital were he could be treated in better conditions, Ivy took a look around the Shute. Not only was the commander's pot there, but so was Foaly's equipment shuttle.
Just then the commander himself came out of E37's hanger, accompanied by Foaly and several other LEP officers. The commander's face was a dark shade of purple and the vain on his temple was pulsing. The paramedic side of Ivy didn't think this was very healthy for the commander, but even so, she steered clear of him anyway.
Ivy looked around for Holly. It wasn't hard to find her with her bright red hair.
Ivy went over to her cousin. Holly looked tired and none to pleased at the moment.
"You look like you were frozen and fried at the same time," Ivy joked.
"I was," Holly replied, ignoring the startled look on her cousin's face. "Look. I got to run to the surface to wring the neck of a certain Artemis Fowl soon here, but I have time to come over to your apartment an let you know what's going on before I leave."
"Artemis Fowl?" Ivy gasped. "Is he what caused this mess?"
Holly looked down at her boots.
"Well, we're not sure, but we have reason to suspect him. I'm to bring him and his pet gorilla, Butler, down for questioning."
An odd silence followed.
"How's Chix?" Holly asked finally.
"He's doing great, thanks to that great healing you did." Ivy exclaimed.
Holly shook her head. "You called it, Ivy. A hole right through the wing." Holly sighed, "What are we going to do with him? Next time it will be a hole in his head!"
"Yeah. What cause that hole anyway?" Ivy asked.
"Come on," Holly said. "Let's head over to your apartment, quick, and I'll tell you on the way. Remember though, I need this to be a quick visit. I don't want to be late for a date with a certain Mud-boy."
More to follow
