To make up for my lack of length yesterday, I have decided to upload this chapter early. This chapter, Artemis meets Otto, Wing, and a big blue friend of mine. Please review, the only way I can get any better at this is to get feedback. Thanks!

Artemis woke up strapped to a handsome Victorian armchair with metal cuffs installed in the arms, holding him down. A man dressed in a smart, black suit similar to the one Artemis was wearing sat opposite him, behind a neat and orderly mahogany desk. The man smiled at him. "Good afternoon, Mr. Fowl. I apologize for the discreetness. It was necessary in your retrieval and Natalya can be a bit dramatic sometimes." Artemis examined the cuffs. Too strong for him to break through and he had no special tools with him currently. He finally faced the man. "You talk as if we are allies. Who are you?" The man replied, amused, "You may call me Dr. Nero. And your father and I have spoken on many occasions. However, he has changed and we can no longer entrust the responsibility of teaching you on him. The obvious solution was to bring you here to study." Artemis's brilliant mind tried to digest this newfound information. "Why am I here? Where am I? I demand you let me free or suffer the consequences. You do not know what I am truly capable of." He spoke this in a cold and calm voice. Nero chuckled softly. "You remind me of your father, and I will answer your questions. You are residing at H.I.V.E., the Higher Institute for Villainous Education, to learn, in short, about crime. For six years."

Artemis narrowed his eyes. "Six years? Why wasn't I informed of this? Father would not approve-"

"But your father didn't approve of this, Mr. Fowl."

Nero stood up. "I hope you find your accommodations satisfactory. Here is your Blackbox." He placed the, uh, well, black box on Artemis's lap. "HIVEmind, our school's artificial intelligence is assessable from here. He will help you get to your classes and navigate the school. He will also download your schedule and grades and remind you of any school work due. Class begins tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock sharp. I expect you in my class at that time." Nero lightly tapped a button on his desk and Artemis's binds retracted back into the armrests. He stood up slowly and cautiously, nursing his wrists. Artemis picked up the Blackbox as Nero finished. "If you attempt to break out or escape, there are guards and security measure preventing that. Punishment will also be in order. Please realize that we are only doing this for your benefit, the education you will learn here is unequaled to anywhere in the world. We are preparing you for the future. Nobody has escaped from H.I.V.E. yet, Mr. Fowl." And on that happy note, Artemis was sent out into the hallway, clutching his Blackbox. Raven was waiting for him.

Otto Malpense stared at the open door. In the doorway stood Raven with a dark haired boy in a black jumpsuit. Otto sat at his desk, doing homework, pencil in hand. His best friend, Wing Fanchu was sitting on his bed, book open on his lap. Raven patted the boy's shoulder, which he shrunk away from, and said "Artemis is joining you in the Alpha stream, he will be sharing you room. Dr Nero has ordered a bunk bed to be delivered in here soon. I expect you to welcome him." Raven glared at them. The boy, Artemis, stood stiffly and inspected Otto and Wing with a cold stare. Otto smiled as Raven left, offering Artemis his hand. He did not take it. "Uh, hello, I'm Otto Malp-"

"You are British."

"Excuse me?"

"Need I explain the simplest of remarks? You are British, of origin of a country in the United Kingdom, to the right of my homeland, Ireland."

"…"

Otto shared a glance with Wing. This new kid was strange. Artemis sat down on Otto's bed. "I need to know how to get out of this wretched place. The Fowl business does not run itself." He whispered.

Otto shook his head. "It's impossible, we've tried to escape but we failed."

Artemis smirked. "You failed, I, on the other hand, will not."

Artemis opened his bleary eyes to find himself in an unfamiliar room. He blinked; confused until he caught sight of the black haired boy, snoring like a lawnmower. Before he moved an inch, Artemis ran his ice blue eyes over every inch of the futuristic room. It had no windows, just blank walls. It was completely symmetrical with the line of symmetry running down the middle of the room. (AN: Death the Kid would have a field day. Just saying) White bookcases faced each other in the far most end of the room, then desks facing the wall, next wardrobes, and beds in the corner. Artemis slept, and quite uncomfortably, he might add, on the sleek metal bunk bed atop of Otto's bed, the white haired boy. There were no windows; therefore there was no natural light. Artemis hypothesized that he was underground, due to the mammoth amount of rock he had glimpsed while walking through the hallways of this institution, metamorphic, in fact. He must be near a heat source, most likely an active volcano. The thought worried him a little. Just a little. Of course, by the time it erupts, he would already be safely in Fowl Manor, planning his next big scheme. Artemis sat up, rubbing his sore neck and glanced at the Blackbox he had left behind on the built in shelf on the wall. Dr Nero would have to be a fool to miss the opportunity of planting a tracking device inside that machine. Artemis picked it up and examined its every detail. He could easily dismantle and reassemble this with some tinkering and use Nero's weapon against him. A blue, wireframe head came to existence on the screen. Artemis had met HIVEmind before but he had been whisked in and out of the changing room to change into his jumpsuit and hadn't gotten a close look. "Good morning, Student Fowl. It is 7:30 AM. Breakfast will be served from 8:00 to 9:00. Classes start at 9:00. I have your schedule updated and stored in my database. Would you prefer to retrieve it now?" Artemis, at most times, betrayed no emotion in his expression, other than a cold arrogance. This was not one of those times.