Sorry guys, and I meant the Last Guardian. I finished it yersterday, it was awesome. I won't include any spoilers, except that it was awesome. I don't own Artemis Fowl or Disasteress Rage.
Once they were gone, Holly collapsed back into Artemis' arms.
"Arty," she moaned. "What am I going to do? I have a daughter? I am not ready for this." She gave a long sigh, and leaned up closer against Artemis. "I worried about you, you know. I didn't know whether or not you guys could actually do it. I know that it seems silly, but I was scared. I still wish that you'd brought me. I could have distracted them from the rest of you."
Artemis looked at her, horrified. "You would have died Holly. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if that had happened."
Holly smiled. "I'm glad that you care, Arty, it's just that I care about you too. I'd have gone insane if you hadn't come back soon. I'm just glad your back."
She snuggled up against him, and fell asleep, head on his shoulder. Artemis smiled to himself; sometimes it seemed that Orion had had the right idea, but merely the wrong approach. He moved her head to a more comfortable position for her, and began attempting to figure out a way for Holly to be pardoned for her crimes as a Gunner.
He sat there for a while, thinking. Finally, almost two hours later, he had an idea. He'd have to test it on Holly once she woke up. It didn't take long. She smiled sleepily up at Artemis. He smiled back.
"Holly, I have an idea on how to get you pardoned, but I have to test it. You won't mind, will you?"
She shook her head. "No, not at all," she murmured. "Just as long as you're here, I'll be happy."
He smiled at her, but then became somber. "I'm going to say things that you're not going to like. You might start feeling strange, and you might not like it. Is that alright?"
Holly nodded, looking worried. He set her down in a chair, and knelt down in front of her. Then, he launched into a very precise description of what the Gunners had done to him, no sugar coating.
Holly began to visibly shake with fury. Her eyes turned red in a rage.
"I hate them," she growled. "I'm going to completely obliterate Five Caverns. Let me up." Her body twisted from side to side, thrashing, trying to leap out of the chair. She. Hated. Them.
Artemis held her down, beginning to speak soothing words to her. She finally calmed down. Artemis looked down at the elf with a triumphant smile on his face.
"I know how to make the council pardon you, Holly."
"How," she questioned.
"Holly, you're not classified as insane. You are Holly, but you have an alter personality, one just as powerful you, Holly, are; and her name is Disasteress Rage. An alter personality is just like you, most likely enjoys most of the same experiences, but she's the other you. She is part of you, not a different person. She's just your decidedly evil side."
Holly looked at him blankly for a moment. "I have an alter personality?" she exclaimed, startled. "I always felt different, when I was assassinating someone, but I didn't know that I was almost an entirely different person." She paused, thoughtful. "You're right. If I have an alter personality, then I can't be blamed for what happened."
She beamed at Artemis. He grinned back. "That is wonderful, Holly. I will contact the council and explain."
He stood and left. Once in his bedroom, he turned his ring on, contacting the LEP. The secretary picked up.
"Hello, this is Police Plaza, how may I help you?"
"This is Artemis fowl the second, I wish to speak to the council."
"Oh, uh, sure; one moment."
He heard the clicking of keys for a minute, and then an, "alright Master Fowl, I have you hooked up; just turn on your computer, and you can talk to the council face to face. "
He did so, and he was soon looking down on the council. "Greetings good members of the People; I am contacting you because I know the location of Captain Holly Short, also know as Disasteress Rage Gunner."
"Where?" demanded Cahartez, deciding that from then on he would get a smaller, less intimidating television to use for whenever Master Fowl contacted them. Looking at the boy's face that large had given all the council members the creeps.
"Why, she is momentarily a floor below me, getting lunch I believe. Now, before you start sending officers to retrieve her, I'd like to inform you of some tests that I have done to her. I have managed to get the information that Holly is not sane; she has an alter personality, and that is Disasteress Rage. I wish to take her down to Haven, where Dr. Argon can test her himself, and you can give her another trial. Is that alright with you?"
They looked at each other for a moment.
"Well," said Cahartez. "That is alright with us, as long as you bring her daughter, Biobomb Firestorm Gunner. If Miss Short is indeed insane, then she is not fit for raising children."
Artemis nodded. "That is acceptable. Please send a shuttle to pick us up outside the manor at twelve o'clock midnight, thank you."
He turned the communicator off. The demand for Biobomb had been a slight damper, but as long as Holly was pardoned, he would be happy.
He went down to the kitchen to explain to everyone what would happen. Once in the kitchen, he cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention.
"I have found out a way to get Holly pardoned."
Everyone began excitedly talking.
"How?" asked Butler.
"It turns out that Disasteress Rage is Holly's alter personality, one almost as strong as she is. Disasteress Rage is a lot like Holly, but there are some slight personality differences. For one, Disasteress Rage enjoys killing and assassination, while Holly does not. Also, Disasteress Rage wants to harm, while Holly wants to help; in violent ways, but still, she helps. Another difference is that Disasteress' eyes are red, while Holly's are blue and hazel. Disasteress only surfaces when Holly is very angry about something. I got Holly to momentarily change into Disasteress Rage by telling her of what the Gunners did to me. So, I contacted the council, and they agree to look into it. The only problem is that the council doesn't trust Holly with Biobomb and they want her to stay in the Lower Elements."
"No!" cried Bio. "I want to stay here, with my friends."
"Hey, don't worry," said Butler. "We're not just going to forget you."
Biobomb smiled up at the giant man.
"They're going to pick us up tonight. Butler, Biobomb, Holly, and I will be going. I expect that all that are going to be packed by then. Now, I must inform mother that we are going."
He waked up the stairs, knocked twice on his mother's door, and entered.
Angeline looked up and frowned. "What's wrong Artemis?"
Artemis sighed. "I need to clear Holly's name, mother. I'm taking her down to Haven tonight with Butler and Biobomb. We will be gone a few days, at the most."
Angeline scowled. "You just got back, why can't you stay for longer?"
"I already told them that we will be there tonight. They're picking us up at midnight. Mother, Holly has an alter personality, and that is why she killed so many people. We need to get her healed, so we are taking her down to Dr. Argon. We won't be long."
Angeline sighed. "It'd better not, young man, or I'm coming down to get you."
"Yes mother, of course."
He left the room, and went to his own bedroom, where he knew Butler would have packed his suitcase already.
Holly's POV
It was a little bit before midnight as they all stood out on the front porch. Holly was worried. What if no one believed Artemis? Artemis was a human, so they couldn't punish him; but Holly was a different matter entirely. It was not long before the shuttle arrived. It was being piloted by Ash Vein and Trouble himself was inside with a few of his men.
Holly drew slightly behind Artemis, the beating she had received from Trouble still fresh in her mind. Though hiding behind Artemis didn't help, as Trouble stalked up to her and spit in her face. She jerked away from him, shocked.
"Because you're still a murderer, and that even if Fowl's right and you do have an alter personality, you're still dangerous, you must be chained up in the prisoner's bay," said Trouble coldly.
He caught hold of Holly's wrists, and roughly pulled her to the back of the shuttle where prisoners were held.
"Commander, that is completely unnecessary," said Artemis. "She is not angry right now, which would cause her alter personality to reveal herself, and she is sick and injured. Believe me; she will not be harming anyone."
Trouble turned to him. "That is the point, mudwhelp. I don't trust you. I don't trust her either. She is still a suspected murderer. So, if I see fit, I am allowed to lock her up."
Holly's wrists and ankles were secured to a bench, with a strong door separating her from everyone else in the shuttle. She had often seen, and even led many prisoners back here before, but she had never expected to be actually chained up back here.
During the ride, she got thrown around quite a bit, and her ankles and wrists became bruised. It was a rather depressing feeling; it was as if the council was reminding her that they could easily order for her to be put in Atlantis Prison or even Howler's Peak.
By the time they arrived, she was pretty banged up, and her head was feeling funny. Trouble came back. He unattached the chains from the bench, and attached her wrist chains together and her ankle chains together. This was commonly asked to not be done, seeing as the chains ended up just getting lost, and the shuttle ran out of chains.
Holly had a sinking feeling. You were only allowed to remove the chains from the bench when you thought that the prisoner would be returning to the shuttle very shortly.
"Commander," said Artemis. "While she may have murdered people and at some points in time can be very dangerous, Holly is still sick and injured and you are treating her like trash. You are only acting this way towards her because of a past anger. That is not justice."
Holly felt a surge of gratitude rush up inside her. He wasn't very strong in body, but his mind and his spirit were unbreakable.
Trouble glared at Artemis. "You're opinion does not matter; you're just a human whelp. I will do with her as I please."
He dragged Holly into the council room," and everyone else followed, Holly's three companions following.
Holly staggered, chained feet unable to keep up with Trouble's fast pace. He half dragged her forward in front of the council. Holly heard Butler speak up behind her.
"Please order the Commander to stop. He has been abusing Holly the entire way here, claiming that it was because she has killed people and is dangerous, even though we informed him that Holly has been sick and injured lately. If you do not order him to stop, I may have to physically make his top."
Cahartez scowled at Trouble. "Commander, she may have killed these people due to insanity. Until we know for sure, treat her as you would someone with a mental disability, not as a criminal."
Trouble scowled but nodded. "Yes head Councilman Cahartez."
Holly felt relieved. Wow, they didn't all hate her; that was a first. She was placed in a seat. She then noticed that Dr. Argon was there. He stepped forward.
I'm going to perform some tests on you, Miss Short."
He sat down opposite of her. Then, he went into the long list of Holly's medical records. As he said each injury, and where exactly it was on her body, she remembered exactly when it happened and why. A blind rage filled her, and her vision went red. She suddenly felt the need to burn, to kill, and to destroy.
Holly tried to move forward, but couldn't. She furiously screamed, yanking at the chains that held her down, not even caring as everyone heard a sickening *crack* that accompanied the snapping of her right wrist. Momentarily, all that mattered was revenge; her own physical welfare was not even second in demand in the list of her attention.
Disasteress Rage was actually quite a lot like Holly. The second thing to demand her attention was to ensure that Artemis was okay. She continued straining, until suddenly, Artemis was there.
"Holly," he murmured. "Everything's all right. Calm down, Holly, the Gunners are dead."
Holly began to calm down until she could see in her normal colors again. She was panting, exhausted.
"Ow," she moaned. "My wrist."
'My wrist' was right. It was turned almost completely around and was still moving. Dr. Argon leaned forward and healed it. He then turned back to the council.
"Artemis is very much correct. Holly Short does indeed have a bloodthirsty alter personality. I am afraid, though, that there is nothing that I can do to help her."
"Then she needs to be locked up," exclaimed Trouble. "She is a danger to both humans and fairies."
"No!" cried Holly. "Please, don't lock me up again. Half my life I've either been locked up or caged in some way. Don't do that to me."
Cahartez shook his head. "Miss Short, you leave us no choice. You are either insane, a willing murderer, or both. No! You cannot be allowed to go free. Commander, I apologize for chastising you, in was correct to restrain her."
"What are we going to do now," inquired Argon.
"You're going to try and fix her. Trouble, take her to a padded cell, and for heaven's sake, put her into a straightjacket."
He nodded. "Yes sir."
He began dragging Holly off.
"No!" she screamed. "Please help."
Tears of distress poured down her face. Trouble ignored her pleas.
Artemis opened his mouth, but Cahartez scowled at him. "Master Fowl, you and your bodyguard must return to the surface. Biobomb Gunner will stay down here and will live with Frond, who has agreed to care for the child. Foaly will be monitoring you, Fowl, so don't try anything. Ash will take you back to the surface."
Artemis nodded, knowing that it was fruitless to argue. Anyway, why would he argue when everything was going exactly as planned?
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