A/N: Another chapter! This chapter set up two different spin offs. Look for those! Read and review, pretty please?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Artemis Fowl...yet.
(Holly's P.O.V.)
The air whipped around my face. It was cold and slightly painful, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. The calming air helps me think. And, boy, do I have something we need to think over.
Artemis Fowl. That name used to leave a foul taste in my mouth when I first met him (or rather, was kidnapped by him). Artemis Fowl was a wretched Mud Boy who was onlyafter one thing: gold. Aurum Est Potestas. After all the adventures I've had with him, I realize that was how he was raised. With the family motto meaning Gold is power, you are basically expected to be greedy. His father was the king of backstab and his mother wasn't a strong enough influence.
Lately, Artemis has shown his generous side. He donated vast amounts of money to the LEP (Foaly used his portion to perfect a machine that can read minds). And all of the times he would help Foaly with a project when he was supposed to be doing something else.
Of course, I helped Artemis with things too. All of the adventures, all of the healings, all of the favors. And there is one favor that I didn't mind at all.
It was the time Artemis asked me to his high school prom. He claimed it was because there were no other girls that were intelligent enough for him. That night, I saw him in a different light. That he was grown up and mature. That he was handsome and charming and what am I saying! It's not like I have a crush on him. That was years ago in the gorilla cage when I was overrun with stupid hormones. That's it! I don't love Artemis. He's like Foaly, another annoying genius. Although he is more attractive than Foaly...Oh Frond! I'm thinking like a teenager again!
How can I love Artemis! He is human! An different race! I shouldn't have any feelings at all! I remember what my mother said though. She said it maybe 10 years before she died.
"Mom, what is love?" I asked her.
"Love is an emotion. It's something so powerful, it can bridge lives. Love can walk all around the Earth, and all under it, just to see the object of your love. When you find it, treasure it!" Mom exclaimed with conviction.
"What if love is outside your race?" I asked that, thinking about a centaur named Luis that I had a crush on. Why did I like him in the first place, I don't know.
"Can both races accept the connection? Never let anyone ever tell you who you can and cannot love. You decide that for yourself, you hear?" Mom laughed. She had that loving twinkle in her eyes that seemed to fit the moment perfectly.
As I remember this, I answer my own question. I know who I love.
The only problem is whether the Great Artemis Fowl has feelings for me.
Yeah, I'm liking my chances.