Chapter 16
The ancient stone rocks of the walls came into view as Artemis Fowl the second awoke. He felt sore, and the chains around his wrists were doing little to fix that. He yawned slightly and tried to flex his hands, but to no avail as the door opened to reveal Lucas standing there, his cloak draped around him like some medieval warlord, Wulf hanging at his side did nothing to dissuade that appearance.
"Who are you," the criminal mastermind said calmly, he never lost his cool, even in a situation like this.
"I am the one who will be asking questions, though your own will be answered in time, for a price that is."
"I won't answer you unless I am freed," he tried to argue.
"Oh," Lucas said as he sat down before the boy, raising a hand and summoning a palm sized tape recorder, "You will answer me, or your mind will be in no shape to remember anything in the end."
With that, Lucas entered the boys mind, and began to file through the childs memories.
* * * * *
Suddenly Artemis remembered something as his mouth moved slowly, repeating one word over and over again, it was Holly.
"Who is Holly," Lucas growled, he had found nothing other than a few schemes that he had thought Greenpeace or PETA behind, well, some of the more radical members anyway.
"I won't tell you!"
"Oh," Lucas said calmly, "I know that your memory was suppressed roughly five to seven years ago when you were in your early teens, but I could read everything else, I want to know about the elves, one of them seemed to fear you to the point of selling herself out for a chance to eliminate you."
The ancient stone rocks of the walls came into view as Artemis Fowl the second awoke. He felt sore, and the chains around his wrists were doing little to fix that. He yawned slightly and tried to flex his hands, but to no avail as the door opened to reveal Lucas standing there, his cloak draped around him like some medieval warlord, Wulf hanging at his side did nothing to dissuade that appearance.
"Who are you," the criminal mastermind said calmly, he never lost his cool, even in a situation like this.
"I am the one who will be asking questions, though your own will be answered in time, for a price that is."
"I won't answer you unless I am freed," he tried to argue.
"Oh," Lucas said as he sat down before the boy, raising a hand and summoning a palm sized tape recorder, "You will answer me, or your mind will be in no shape to remember anything in the end."
With that, Lucas entered the boys mind, and began to file through the childs memories.
* * * * *
Suddenly Artemis remembered something as his mouth moved slowly, repeating one word over and over again, it was Holly.
"Who is Holly," Lucas growled, he had found nothing other than a few schemes that he had thought Greenpeace or PETA behind, well, some of the more radical members anyway.
"I won't tell you!"
"Oh," Lucas said calmly, "I know that your memory was suppressed roughly five to seven years ago when you were in your early teens, but I could read everything else, I want to know about the elves, one of them seemed to fear you to the point of selling herself out for a chance to eliminate you."