Sorry guys that this was about 5 months late, but this is the last chapter. Hope you enjoyed the story, and read my other ones too. Thanks! I don't own Artemis Fowl. There, a disclaimer. -LinkinYM

Chapter 14+Aftermath

Deimos watched the entire battle unraveling before his eyes and lowered the rim of his fedora hat to block some sand. Even as multitudes of fairies were screaming at him to get on the ground and put his hands up, he only took a good breath of air before ripping their hearts out. "Oh, yes. There will be blood."

He dropped the bodies right before the sonix grenade wave hit him and while his eardrums were exploding, his hat fell off. "What was that?"

His pitch black eyes looked into the horizon, and saw a small figure running away from a large bat creature slowly regaining its composure.

"Hmm. Injis finally managed to summon Blutsauger. Now this will get interesting." Deimos made a strange clicking sound and the gargoyle looked up and instantly flew over to him. "Be my steed." He whispered, and he jumped onto its back.

From a distance Injis also looked up and yelled, "Hey, I get credit for that!"

Artemis knew his last target. The one responsible for Butler's near-death experience, and the possible killer of thousands of innocent fairies, dragged to their death. He recited a passage from a text, which supposedly had the key to kill the First Eight.

"Upon ye dagger of silver, get the Eight's blood onto it. Flick the blood unto the pendants, and their damnation will be eternal."

He knew that it all needed to go to plan, for it to work. He ran, hopping over fairy corpses and dodging undead fairies all around him. As the wisps all tried to grasp him, their constant exposure to the outer world beyond the castle was making them slowly disintegrate. Their eyes were hollow, but to Artemis, they showed a strange sense of desperation.

A mixture of desire, hopelessness, and loss.

As each of the ones Artemis dodged was blown into mist, his hand felt cold. He pulled it back, to see that all of his hand's flesh was gone. It didn't hurt but as it regenerated, he realized. So this is the image of failure.

He looked up, to see the gargoyle dropping towards him, but this time, with a person on its back. "Deimos."

When the boy was close enough, Deimos jumped off of the gargoyle and landed cleanly on his feet only a few meters behind Artemis. "So, boy. We meet again."

He began to circle Artemis, looking at the ground in partial pleasure of finding a person who outwitted him once before.

"It hurts you know. Getting burnt with a car exhaust pipe." While he circled around Artemis, he extended his teeth in a threatening position as well as sharpening his claws.

"All of that exhaust in my systems. Do you have any idea of how difficult it would be to purge myself of it?" When he took a menacing step towards Artemis, the latter backed up but held his calm, and his knife.

"Oh, you want to do a little fencing, eh kid?" Artemis kept quiet and let his weapon creep over his shoulder.

"No. A little paintball." Right when Deimos was about to slice him to ribbons, his TG-1 popped out of his shoulder and shot Deimos in the head, instantly knocking him out.

"Now, Holly!" But when his help didn't come, he realized that the shockwave of the grenade and the shriek of the gargoyle must have knocked her out. "D' Arvit!"

Artemis was about to run towards Deimos, when the latter was holding him up by the throat.

"I am very sorry, but your girlfriend isn't coming to save you."

"Holly isn't my…"

"Oh, don't worry, I've seen how all this will end. Between you and her of course. One of my fellow Eight was victim to it." But right when he took a pause, Artemis slashed Deimos's arm with the silver knife, and made Deimos drop him.

"Augh! What the…" As Deimos tried to heal his arm, it wouldn't heal. Instead, it kept degenerating his flesh.

"You thought that you knew the rules inside out. But you were wrong." Artemis held the silver knife dripping with Deimos's blood. "After taking a quick look at the Book, it mentioned a method to kill you." He turned the knife and pointed it downward, toward the bronze pendants. "The Soul and essence of the Eight are forever bound in the pendants. If the pendant is destroyed, so will they." Artemis flicked the knife, and a drop of Deimos's blood dropped onto the pendant.

"Boy, nothing can destroy those pendants."

"Except for a silver knife with the blood of the Ancients on it." But right when Artemis was about to stab the pendants, Deimos dashed with incredible speed to grab Artemis's wrist and crush it, forcing him to release the pendants and knife. With a menacing growl of a voice, he spoke to Artemis.

"I rise, you fall."

"Yeah, right."

The additional voice surprised Deimos and when he turned around, he felt a sharp pain through his body. He also saw Holly, stabbing the knife through the stack of pendants. Artemis looked in amazement, as what looked like a sword of light was bursting out of Deimos's chest. Deimos was about to snap Artemis's little neck, when the sword turned into a hand and began to pull Deimos into the hole.

"DAMN YOU BOY! I WILL RETURN FROM HELL AND KILL YOU!" Artemis watched patiently as the man, the very same man who caused thousands of lives to be lost on that very same day, had his limbs pulled inward along with all of his internal organs. The sudden force of the implosions caused Deimos to collapse, and his blood released spattered all over Artemis.

"Well, that was a bit more explosive than I thought. Or imagined." Artemis tried to get up, but his crushed wrist prevented that. As explosions of light spread across the battlefield, it symbolized that the Eight are now dead and the war is over. He could see Holly smiling with closed eyes, and Artemis was glad that his friends were safe. But the pain of his broken wrist took control over him, and he lapsed into unconsciousness.

A few hours later

Stabbing the pendants. Collapsing. Unconsciousness. It was all that Holly remembered. But the next place she woke up in was a medical facility in Haven. "What…happened?"

"Miss Short, you expended too much magic in a short amount of time. It caused you to go unconscious."

"Oh, I see." The centaur doctor was standing next to a medical warlock, and took some notes down onto a pad.

"Miss Short, we recommend that you don't use magic for a while. It may cause negative effects to your body. And until the next possible time that you will do a ritual…" The doctor pressed a button on his notepad and it sent his medical analysis to Holly's record. "Find a way to relax. You'll find your muscles very sore when you leave in a week."

The doctor and the warlock left, and Holly looked out of the window.

Artemis. Hope you're doing okay.

Simultaneous to the above

Artemis woke up in Fowl Manor, and realized that he was lying on the couch, the same place where he started. "Artemis, you woke up."

"Ah, Butler. How did we get here?"

"You collapsed in Autstralia. After the warlocks there patched you up we flew back by the jet."

"And the suit?"

"Self-detonation sequence followed as planned."

"Good. We can't risk having the LEP take it."

"What now?"

Artemis stood and walked over to the window. "I wonder when we will meet again." Of course I mean you, Holly.

A month later...

"The public is asking many questions about what happened during the event of last month's war. The Lower Elements Police have not disclosed any information to the public, but all that we know is that the casualty number is much greater than that of the Bwa-Kell revolution. This is John Cocaua, of Lower Elements News."

Holly turned the television off, and got her gear on for work. She thought that it wasn't right for the LEP to hide information. But if it was to protect the people, it was an exception. But something else crossed her mind.

When will we meet again?