A/N: This isn't necessarily my first fan fiction just the first one I've ever posted. Finally I've had an idea I didn't dissect and disregard before I finished, probably because its so short. Though if you'll notice all Artemis Fowl prologues are. This is only my version of the fourth books prologue nothing else because as it has been pointed out. Colfer will most likely use the golden disk as his starter. Lydia, Alex, and all ideas not directly from the book belong to the tooth fairy. But she's letting me borrow. The rest contrary to my previous belief does not belong to me or the Easter bunny, because my psychiatrist informs me that I am not Eion Colfer and, **sniffle** the Easter bunny doesn't exist.

PROLOGUE Police Plaza Courtroom, Haven City

Six months after his initial arrest, Mulch Diggums, otherwise known as prisoner 846327 was having trouble not squirming in his seat. It was the beginning of a now famous court case; where a dwarf who had broken so many human and fairy laws in the past five centuries he was in Birch's Book of Underground Records, had gotten off on a technicality. A police error.

But Mulch didn't know this. He was sitting there, sweat dripping from a furrowed brow, if because of his extensive record, the technicality  would be dismissed.

A suave sprite named Alex Verbal was pleading for the defense to the judge. Alex, unlike his brother, Chix,  had brains and discretion, as well as the inherent Verbal charm. Charm it seemed Judge Lydia Rinewalt was receiving a full dose of. Yes,  State v. Diggums  was a trial to remember,

Three long hours later, number 846327 was cleared of all charges and striding confidently out the courtroom's double doors instead of  being escorted into a nice, comfy prison cell. Which Julius had assured him would not have been at Howler's Peak. Though he was keeping the pajamas. Mulch even had the nerve to ask for another pair, something the gnomes guarding his floor chuckled over for several days after his release.

Captain Short of LEP  Recon brushed past him on the way out.

"How did you find the mistake?" she whispered.

The dwarf grinned back.

"Let's just say I called in a favor before a friend of mine forgot it was ever owed."

Typical Artemis Fowl, thought Holly. Still finding ways to irritate me, even after you're gone.

A/N: I know Mulch didn't exactly ask Fowl to do that for him but it sounded better than the alternative.