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I'm in some sort of a whirlwind here. I'm trying NOT to get sent to summer school. It's hard! And it's not like I don't get good grades, it's because I don't get good enough grades. My dad wants me to be in the highest math class next year so to do that I'll need to get ahead. All I know is that there's no way I'm going to waste my summer going to school. Oh well, here's Chapter 10. Sorry it took so long.

Chapter 10 A New Tide (this one isn't a song. I couldn't think of one for it)

"So, guardians, they are called?" Artemis asked, trying to make light conversation. There were many times in his career where he had been merely curious (and on the wrong side of the law). This was one of them.

"Yes, Artemis," Butler replied. Artemis feared he was aging. He grunted often and winced for no obvious reason every now and then. He wondered whether these magic users have anything to replenish youth.

"I hope they will converse with me freely." Artemis said more or less to himself. "After all, they do wield magic. Since we cannot be completely sure what branch of magic they control, we can perceive them as potentially dangerous. It is interesting how they can grow and adapt-"

"Artemis?" Having worked with him his whole life, Butler could tell he was edging towards a lecture on magic at a subatomic level (ok, no clue what I even just typed, I don't even know how Eoin Colfer does it) or the flow of raw energy (don't ask). He wasn't feeling up to it. He had a stiff joint in his leg he couldn't relieve himself of and was finding Artemis' speeches particularly wearing.

"Yes, Butler?"

"How are we going to find out what magic they practice? Foaly can only supply so much information and it's not as if Holly can come with you. Do you even know what they use their magic for?"

Artemis sighed. He normally didn't like talking about his plans or even his sources of information before the plan was already in action. He opened his laptop. Butler just sounded so impatient, he supposed it would be all right if he gave in just once. Once the computer finished loading (bare with me, now, I know nothing about computers), a series of files crept up one by one. He was having a bad connection somewhere. He would have to have it fixed.

"This is video footage of one of their latest escapades. It couldn't have been more than a few weeks ago. Foaly procured it for me. It turns out these girls have been under surveillance of the People of a long time." Butler leaned in to get a closer look. A redhead had muttered something (there wasn't any audio, don't ask me why) and took out a pink crystal on a chain. Then, all five turned into…well, it was difficult to explain.

They looked taller and their clothes were different. But most importantly, was their composure. They seemed so sure of themselves. He could almost call it arrogance. Then that very same redhead cut an opening into thin air, and they all flew into it. it hung there a few seconds after they left, and closed.

"That's just…perplexing."

Artemis nodded in agreement. "They seemed to travel to some other dimension because they weren't caught on tape again until several hours later. They were seen through a window of the basement of a restaurant. I saw some of the earlier ones as well, where they had to fight in our dimension. I'm fairly certain they have good intentions."

"And you're going to find them, I suppose?" More traveling. Butler wondered what it would be like to have a peaceful life. Then again, he was a bodyguard. He still had enough fight in him to take a few teenage girls, or so he hoped.

"Don't worry, Butler, it's very close by," Artemis said, by ways of reassurance.

Butler knew Artemis too well, however and was not comforted. "Could you quantify that?"

Artemis grimaced. "Heatherfield, America."

Butler winced. "Oh well. Let's get this over with then. Should I book the tickets tomorrow?"

Sorry to drag Artemis Fowl into this. I swear this will all relate to Cornelia and Caleb…Hehem. Hint, hint. Ok yeah. I made an account on fictionpress called Raehillia. Dunno why I said that. Anywho, sorry it took so long again. Just so you know, I'm off to work on my other fic which I will postsome time tomorrow.

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Rhiannon Yu