A/N: I wrote this for a Freewrite Friday on the writing website. The majority of the members on this site have only heard of AF because of me so I had to explain a bit about the fact that there's two Opals running around. The reason this is so short is because I wrote it in a few minutes. For the Freewrite Fridays we'll be given a prompt and the prompt was 'bloodshot'.
For those of you reading this, I would really appreciate it if you would give me suggestions for what to write about. I have a few more ficlets to upload, but after that I would love some new ideas. So please either post it in a review, or send me a message or email or something. Gratias maximas tibi ago!
Captain Holly Short didn't think it would ever happen – the one puzzle Artemis Fowl couldn't solve. They sat across from each other at the small table in Artemis's study.
"I know she escaped for a reason. I just don't understand how," the boy said, frustration clear in his voice. He held his head in his hands. Artemis was talking about Opal Koboi, who had recently broken herself out of prison.
"Artemis," Holly sighed. "You need to take a break from all this. Go rest." It worried her to see Artemis this way. He was hardly ever frustrated, or at least he didn't show it.
"Rest? Captain, how can I rest when there are two Opal's running around out there?" He leaned across the table and grasped the elf's shoulders. Up close, she could see that his eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he was about to pass out. "I can't rest Holly," he was practically whispering now. He sounded really tired. "She killed Commander Root. She's tried to kill all of us so many times...I need to stop her."
"You don't need to bear the weight off all this alone Mud Boy," Holly smiled a little. "That's what friends are for, remember?"
Artemis tried to smile back, but a smile would not come. It was time for the Irish genius to do what he did best – plot.
