Hey, I told you I'd update before the weekend was out, didn't I? I was hoping this would be a little longer, but I suppose it can't be helped.

Disclaimer: hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha….. me? Own Artemis Fowl and/or Twilight? Hahahahahahahaha……

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Because of the sheer quantity of the events that have come to pass within the last week, I suppose it would be wisest to recap.

My name is Claire Davenport, and my odd, frightful, and unique adventure began when I clicked a link to a cheesy 'fact-or-hoax' website and saw a mysterious figure depicted flying in one of the videos. Curious (and with little else to do), I investigated further. Much to my surprise, I calculated that the figure was only three feet tall.

I looked into subject of fairies, and a link to them: a boy my age by the name of Artemis Fowl. Inspired and motivated, I called up my vampiric friend, Anthony Rose, whom I had met the previous winter. Together, we plotted and carried out my insane graduation, and the breaking into the home of this Artemis Fowl character.

With the help of a device that I and my late brother had designed, I hacked into the Irish billionaire's computer and discovered a mysterious file named 'The People'. Before I could investigate further, however, my vampire friend and I were caught and held captive: I by Artemis Fowl himself, and Anthony by Minerva, an intelligent and quick-tempered French girl who was Artemis' dear friend.

Unfortunately, Anthony lost control of himself when Minerva accidentally gave herself a paper cut, nearly killing her and myself in the process. I blacked out, utterly shocked that he had attacked me.

Later, when I had awoken, Artemis told me that he had called up my loathsome stepbrother, Myles, who was currently on his way. Outraged, I attacked Artemis, causing him to use a form of hypnosis which has yet to be explained to me. This caused me to fall asleep until Myles arrived.

When Myles showed up, giving the illusion of a well-mannered, caring fifteen-year-old, I knew that my chance of proving to Artemis how evil my stepbrother truly was. As soon as the Irish teen left the room, Myles attacked me in a very vicious manner. I fended him off well, but in the end, it was my dear, dear friend Anthony who came to my rescue.

Much to everyone's surprise, though, Myles had hired a numerous amount of men to harm and/or capture us, but we escaped. I was then introduced to Artemis' elven friend, Holly, and reassured myself that I was not completely insane for endeavoring to prove the existence of fairies.

Furious by his defeat, Myles pursued us via helicopters. Anthony, along with a pungent little dwarf by the name of Mulch, led them away, while Artemis, Holly, and I fled back to my hotel. We then boarded Artemis' jet, where Anthony revealed that he was a vampire to our new companions.

Now, we have currently arrived in London, where we hope to sort out what we need to do to correct this problem with my very wicked stepbrother.

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"So why did we come to London?" Holly asked as she adjusted the clothes and beret I'd allowed her to borrow so that she would blend with humans more easily.

"Because it's so close he won't think to look for us," Claire replied. "Now let's find a hotel to use as a base of operations."

"Of course," said Artemis as we exited the jet. We had landed in a hangar specifically for private vehicles.

We walked about a mile or so to the nearest hotel, a Hilton, and checked in.

Up in our room, we began to formulate our next plan of action. We settled in a little, then situated ourselves on couches and chairs around a coffee table.

"Alright, so Myles is after us, and knows that Artemis and Minerva are involved," began Claire.

"I can't go back to my home, and we cannot assume that Minerva is safe," Artemis agreed. "I'll call my family and ask them to remain in Paris."

Claire nodded "That will make things a little easier. Now what are we going to do about this?"

I yawned and said, "I say we just go in and kill the stupid kid."

"We can't kill him," Claire sighed, though I could tell she found the whole idea kind of tempting. "If we do, I'll be the prime suspect."

"We could mindwipe him," suggested Holly.

"What's that?" I asked as I stretched out my arms and rested my feet on the table.

"It's fairy technology that enables us to clear selected memories."

"That's perfect. All we need to do is get him."

"With all those choppers and hired men?" asked Mulch. "I don't think so."

"We've pulled through worse," Holly pointed out. "We faced the B'wa Kell, Koboi Laboratories, and Spiro Needle, to name a few."

"She's right, we have pulled through worse," Artemis agreed. "And we have several advantages on him already: We have three genii, an elf, a dwarf, and a vampire on our side, not to mention Section Eight and whatever allies Claire and Anthony can provide."

"I'm sure Ed'll help us out if we ask real nice," I mused.

Claire chimed, "He has certain powers of his own however. Though he isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, he's a master at persuasion and can tell people exactly what they want to hear. He also has many friends spread almost worldwide who have their own special talents: computer hacking, forgery, espionage, code-breaking, communications, etc. Not to mention his travels with Father have earned him some formidable allies who would happily help a generous boy like Myles bring home his loony stepsister and her deranged killer boyfriend."

"So what exactly is our plan?" asked Mulch.

"I have no problem running for the rest of my life," offered Claire bravely, "But I do not want anyone else to be involved."

"Unacceptable," Artemis interjected. "After seeing how that awful boy behaves, and knowing that he has gotten away with it all these years, I cannot possibly step back and allow you to be tormented." His eyes glittered, as though he was anticipating some sort of game or challenge. I was a little taken aback by his sheer resolve to help someone he'd met only hours earlier, someone who had broken into his house and stolen his property.

Minerva tiredly looked at a clock. "Look, can we do this tomorrow? It's after nine."

"Yeah, I could use a good night's sleep too," Holly said with a yawn.



I craned my neck to see that there were only two beds. "Have fun sharing, kids. I call the couch."

"I, Minerva, and Holly can take one. We're all small. Artemis and Mulch will take the other—,"

"Ohhh no, I'm not curling up next to Artemis! I'm taking the other couch."

"So wait, Artemis gets a bed all to himself??" Holly asked incredulously. I sensed an argument coming on.

"Hey, Minnie," I called across the room to her, then patted the area next to me. She narrowed her eyes briefly before collapsing into bed, her clothes still on and everything. I guessed that tomorrow would consist of a shopping trip.

"Good night, everybody," I said a little too loudly, showing that I was still wide awake. A chorus of muttered 'goodnight's was my reply.

Oh dear, thought Claire, However are you going to pass the evening?

I dunno. I guess I'll pretend to sleep… she's looking at me again, isn't she?

Yes.

I swear, she's adorable but creepy. Doesn't she know that staring is rude?

She mentally laughed softly. I guessed she was tired, and chose to leave her alone. Instead, I decided to watch Minnie.

Her slender frame and thick blonde hair reminded me of someone I knew, once upon a time when I was human. Her name was Lisa, I remember. She had been a hippie like me. You know, flower power, make love not war, that whole thing. I even introduced her to the world of drugs, which I would later regret.

Wow, what in the world… Was I… sad? I never used to get sad because I believed nothing was ever my fault. That must have been one of the things Claire had rubbed off on me; I never took responsibility for anything before I met her, which was why Edward and the other Cullens had hated my guts for a while.

I thought back to the day I was bitten. It wasn't a memory I visited often, since it wasn't a very nice one, however, I had time tonight to have a little feeling-sorting session. Plus it wasn't like I had anything else to do.

I drove up to her house in my yellow Studebaker Lark. The radio was blaring 'Do You Love Me' by the Dave Clarke 5 as I waited across the street. After a minute or so of waiting, I beeped the horn.

"Come on, Lis', I don't have all day!" I tossed my gorgeous blonde hair and squinted my dazzling green/blue eyes in the afternoon sunshine.

At last, after what seemed like forever, she emerged from her house. I let out an involuntary sigh at the sight of her.

Her wavy blonde hair tumbled to her waist, and around her head was a white and yellow headband. She wore a loose white blouse with colorful leaves and blooms embroidered on the neckline, a fake suede belt loosely tied around her trim waist, and flared jeans with flowers on the bottoms. Though she only wore a little, she had a few love bead bracelets on her wrists, and a large wooden peace sign pendant that a friend had made for her.

"Sorry," she apologized in her bell-like voice, "My parents aren't being very cool about me hanging out with you."

I laughed softly and kissed her forehead. "Baby, if I were your parents, I wouldn't be very cool about you hanging out with a guy like me either." With that statement, I pressed the 

gas, causing the engine to roar like a beast. She laughed musically as we drove off to pick up our other friends.

Man, was I a loser. No really, I sucked back when I was human. In fact I still sucked until Claire found me. I was reckless, obnoxious, rude, and was convinced that somehow nothing was my fault and everyone else was a moron. She was easily stressed, always upset, felt that everything was somehow her fault… Only with her everyone else actually was a moron. No wonder we were perfect for each other.

I shifted uncomfortably under Minerva's gaze. She must've thought I was asleep by the way she just kept staring. I wondered for a moment if I'd thought too loud, and if she had heard me. For half an hour, I cycled through curling up on my side, resting on my back, then turning onto my belly, before finally getting up, grabbing a coat, and leaving via the hotel door.

"Where is he going?" asked Artemis drowsily at the sound of the door shutting.

Claire admitted, still half-asleep herself, "Vampires don't sleep."

Minerva was silent as she realized that I had been aware of her scrutiny for the past hour.

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I made my way down the street, hands in my pockets. Lights shone from everywhere, like a British New York. The light kind of hurt my eyes, though I didn't care.

My mind started to drift again…

We were recovering from some joke Adrian, one of the few black guys at our school, had made.

Roxanne, his girl, wiped a tear from her eye and let out another giggle. "So where're we going today?"

"I dunno," I said with a swish of my golden mane. "I was thinking Lucky's?"

Groans reverberated around me.

"Come on, Tony, you know better!" cried Kim in her Brooklyn accent. She was the go-go girl of the group. She adjusted her large-framed sunglasses for the umpteenth time and went on, "Lucky's is sooo for squares."Her boyfriend, Clint, wrapped one arm around her shoulder and stroked his beard with his other hand.

"We could go to the beach," suggested Roxanne.

"Girl," Adrian said, "No one wants to sit around on some dumb beach and get sand all over their butt."

"Let's go to the park." Lisa's breezy voice made her undeniable.

"The park it is!" I crowed as I shifted gears and sped up, only a few miles above the limit.

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It's a little short, I'm sorry to say. I promise, though, the next one will be longer and a little more eventful. And laaaater there may even be some



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