Here it finally is! Thanks to my first and only reviewer, the one and only ZehHyperactiveAuthor! ~cheers all around~
Anyway, lots of twists here... ~evil cackle~
Day 2
Apollo woke up in her room, and sat up, taking a minute to realize where she was. There had been no more of the weird dreams tonight. That was good.
She felt a pang of guilt at not having told Artemis everything. But then she remembered how quickly he had warmed to her and realized she wasn't the only one keeping secrets.
Ever since she could remember, she had had dreams. Dreams of herself. Of a boy with her face. Of herself, splitting into two, then changing into an identical pair in hunters' outfits, in that she was the boy and he the girl.
So when her mother showed her the picture of Artemis she had found in the paper, Phoebe was so freaked out she had to see him. Of course, an entrance was mandatory. Just for the fun of it, and the expression on his face. Stripping off the nightgown he had given her, she changed back into the tee and jeans she had worn yesterday, before flopping back down on her bed, sprawled in an X-shape. Her first good night of sleep in a long time, and she didn't want to get out of bed a little bit longer. Just a few more minutes, she thought, as her eyelids drooped.
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Sonic shivered in his cell, his resolve still somewhat firm. And yet, it had weakened when, the previous night, the boy had come down with a meager meal, which might have partially satisfied Chip, but not Sonic. He had tried to make a run for it, only to be caught by a gigantic human who had been blocking the passageway and had carried him back to his cell as if he had been no more than a kitten. He wasn't sure what he wanted anymore. Thinking was en effort in his muddled mind. He had been sitting slumped on the bed, staring blankly at the wall, drained of energy, since. He felt hollow, although he knew he had done the right thing. His head spun, and he realized that the food must have been drugged as he slumped at the wall, unconscious.
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Artemis felt satisfied with himself. He had given the prisoner a slow-acting drug that would keep him down for close to fourteen hours or so. He would tell Phoebe the captive was merely sleeping. He didn't know why the actions of this girl were so important to him, as well as her opinion of him, but he brushed it off as knowing that, as his sister, she must have above-average intelligence- if not that like his own, as proven by her falling for his rather obvious ploy.
Standing up from his chair, he walked the guest room, which Phoebe was currently occupying, and opened the door, looking inside. Appraising that she was asleep and would remain so until noon at least, he headed downstairs to where he was sure Butler had made breakfast. He was not disappointed- Butler had just served.
Once he had finished, he next headed to his study to complete the tests taken from Apollo's DNA. Her personality was adverse to his own, but he was convinced that may have been the result of nature versus nurture.
Several hours of intensified work later, Artemis put away the lab equipment he had been using. There was no doubt now that he and Apollo were identical twins. Her fingerprints had been a match to those taken from Angeline and Artemis herself, and the shape of her face and the build of her body only confirmed his resolution.
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Day 2, evening.
Apollo walked into the study of the boy she had come to believe was her brother. Study, she thought in disbelief. What normal kid has a study?
"Hey, Artemis!" she said, walking up behind him. "What'cha working on?" she asked, peering over his shoulder.
Her face slackened when she saw what he held in his hands. Those vials, they looked like… Sleep inducers?
"Tell me that's not what I think it is." She said, her voice going cold. She was normally pretty easygoing but this time, Artemis had totally crossed the Line.
"Apollo! I didn't hear you." Artemis said, fully aware that she realized what he was doing. "I have been having insomnia lately, and I have decided to-"
"Yeah, not in doses like that." Apollo spat, grabbing the vial he was holding and holding it up. "But this happens to certainly be enough to drug, say, a prisoner we do not want to realize what we are up to, isn't it!" she continued shouting, smashing the vial against a wall. "I let it be before, because you said you would not hurt him and release him soon."
"I said no such thing." Artemis corrected her coolly. "I said I would not physically hurt it. And that I would free it once it gave me what I wanted. I said nothing about 'soon.'"
Apollo felt she could have strangled Artemis then and there. Not had he lied to her, he did it without telling a single lie. "This is insane, Artemis. He is a living person as much as any of us. You. Me. Go ahead and try to stop me, I'm not gonna stand here without doing anything!"
After shouting at Artemis, she stormed out of the room, heading straight for the basement when she was caught like a stray kitten by Butler.
"What Master Artemis does is wrong," he growled toward her, "but you have no way to stop him."
Apollo struggled and kicked, but to no avail. Butler didn't seem to feel any of her blows. He was like a bulldog, wouldn't release her even after he died. If she could actually cause him any harm. She could, however, do one thing…
"Doesn't matter what you do to me" she smirked triumphantly. "I planted a special surprise in Artemis' office." In reality it was only a flour bomb, meant to coat the room with the stuff but nothing more. She had planted it this morning when Artemis had snapped at her to get off of his laptop. She was just checking Facebook, jeez.
However, her words had had their intended effect. Butler dropped her and ran to Artemis' office, convinced that she was insane. Apollo scrambled to her feet and dashed downstairs to the basement, but was faced with several layers of security. Crap. Might have known he'd have security.
She stepped onto a weight checking plate, and spoke into the voice analyzer.
"Artemis Fowl." She said coldly, her heart thumping. She didn't have the time for this!
The door slid open to reveal a comparatively old-fashioned pin code-secured door.
"Oh-nine-oh-one-oh-one" she entered their shared birth date, praying it would work.
It did. The door slid open to reveal an unconscious Sonic slumped against the wall of the cell.
"Wake up!" she shouted, shaking his shoulders firmly. "I'm bailing you out."
What do you think? Should they get away with it? Or should they get locked up... together?
I'm setting up a vote! Once I get five reviews/PMs/votes on my profile poll for either option, I'll post up the next chapter.
But if by say Halloween I don't get five per side I'll take what I got the closest of. If it's a tie I'll make up my own ending with a bit of both. Faire? XD
Random AF Fact: Artemis' birthday is actually September the First, as referenced by Butler at the end of Book 5.
