Heh I hope I sounded mysterious above!! Anyway, just read on. Artemis is planning something, to be sure.
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The impact nearly knocked him over, as the plane plunged into a nosedive. Artemis reminded himself to stay calm and reached under his seat for his parachute. Putting it on, he ran to an emergency exit, where suprisingly there was no bottleneck. Figures, thought Artemis, no one has the brains to grab their parachute.
He yanked the door open and jumped.
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"Commander! It's a plane! It's a bird--no it's a fowl!" Foaly cackled in Root's ear.
"D'Arvit!" swore Root and glared sharply at Butler, whose face remained carefully blank.
The plane, about 200 yards away, was on fire and sending plumes of dust everywhere. Artemis looked utterly calm, as though he'd decided to go skydiving for leisure. Holly noticed there were barely a few other people falling around him, each with a parachute, but most of them apparently perished with the plane. Suddenly, she realized Artemis was still calm, but he seemed to be saying something to a nearby blonde lady, who seemed mad at him and was obviously shouting.
Finally, when the distance between them wasn't so great, the three on land could hear the rather confusing conversation.
"You fool Irlandskii! If you had just given me the stone I wouldn't have had to make the pilot crash the plane!" She looked as though she'd attack him if it wouldn't probably kill them both.
"Please, no arguments right now Kashka. Stress and high altitudes don't mix. And besides; you probably should've realized that the plane was far too small to make it from D.C. to Helsinki without switching flights! Obviously it was going to stop in Spain or France..."
"You Americans can't make planes correctly anyway! A Russian jet would have no problem!"
"I'm not American, for the last time! I'm Irish!"
"Either way, you're still an idiot. I bet your father and mother will be pleased to find you led to all of the people in the plane dying!"
Artemis seemed to sigh. "They're not dead all right? I used the stone to ensure that."
"You have the stone? Where is it?"
"I told you; our Villa in Rome. I can still use it as long as I have a chip.
Kashka almost seemed ready to bite his head off. Then, seeming to notice something, she refrained and landed near the plane. Immediately she began to scour the debris.
Artemis landed a little later and walked up to Butler. "Well Butler, isn't this convenient? Where's the helicopter?"
"AHA!" yelled Kashka from some distance away. She exclaimed excitedly in Russian and then, regaining her composure switched back to heavily accented English. "Hid it in the toilet did you Fowl? Clever, but not clever enough." She triumphantly held up an amber spotted stone, which shone in the descending moonlight.
For once Artemis seemed genuinely worried. He looked at Holly, Root, Kaska, and back to Holly. "Wait." he said hastily. "I can explain!"
Root glared, pulling out his cigar and crushing it on Artemis' now dusty leather shoes. "No need to explain, Fowl. So you cheated us...it's perfectly--" he coughed. "--fine. But we expect the gold back, and we also expect you to catch the human girl that took the fake stone." His tone was plain, but infuriating all the same because Artemis hadn't a clue who he was talking about.
Butler looked at Artemis expectantly, but he seemed confused.
Artemis slowly motioned toward Kashka. "Her?" was all he could get out.
Everyone seemed to sigh in exasperation, and slowly he was brought up to speed.
At last they were done. Artemis blinked.
"Ah, so this is the infamous Artemis Fowl?" said a voice. That was not Kashka's, but it was not fairy either. It was the girl.
And she had the Neutrino pointed at Artemis' head.