Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl because I am not Eoin Colfer. HA!
Now none of you can sue me! *Sticks tongue out*
A/N: This book comes before Power Hungry, but you can read them in any order. I know that I haven't finished Power Hungry, but I plan to work on both of these. Especially if this fanfic bombs....
A/N: The jet had a crappy name but oh well.
Chapter 3
Artemis silently studied the map of Evraca. This map was ancient and borrowed from a faerie museum underground. Artemis worried that the Evraca elves, though barbaric as they were, might have changed quite a bit. They could have built buildings, houses, anything, and if that was the case then this map was worthless. It could be complete suicide to rely on it.
Artemis let out an annoyed sigh before looking up from the map and leaning his head against the wall. Amber was lying stretched out asleep on one of the many couches in Artemis's private jet, which didn't surprise him one bit. Butler was sitting next to Artemis reading.
"When you gave the pilot the coordinates did he by any chance tell you how long it would be?" Artemis asked Butler.
Butler glanced at his watch. "Another 20 minutes, then we should be there."
Artemis nodded and again looked at the map.
~*~
"I wonder where they're going?" Foaly said aloud. The council had promised to take surveillance off Fowl Manor, and they had for a short amount of time. In the end, though, the people ridiculed their choice and everyone lived in fear of another Fowl trick, so surveillance was put back on the mansion. Foaly had just turned on a fifth computer to check on Artemis when he found all the Fowls gone, and had to use a tracker that he had Holly equip in all the Bentleys, jets, boats, etc. that the Fowl's owned. He eventually found Artemis, Butler, and a girl that he didn't recognize in Artemis's jet, Fowl Wing.
"You wonder where who's going?" Trouble asked as he entered the operations booth, Grub on his heels.
"Fowl, his bodyguard, and some girl are in their jet in the middle of the pacific ocean, and it looks like they're lowering for a landing."
"Where the hell are they landing at?" asked Trouble as he leaned towards the computer monitor. Foaly had Holly install a micro camera on the front of the jet and Bentleys so that they could see were they were going. Through the camera, they could see that fog had suddenly appeared, surrounding something.
"It looks like....." started Foaly, but he didn't finish. He didn't have to.
"D'Arvit," was all that Trouble could say, and Grub had already run off to get the commander.
A/N: This book comes before Power Hungry, but you can read them in any order. I know that I haven't finished Power Hungry, but I plan to work on both of these. Especially if this fanfic bombs....
A/N: The jet had a crappy name but oh well.
Chapter 3
Artemis silently studied the map of Evraca. This map was ancient and borrowed from a faerie museum underground. Artemis worried that the Evraca elves, though barbaric as they were, might have changed quite a bit. They could have built buildings, houses, anything, and if that was the case then this map was worthless. It could be complete suicide to rely on it.
Artemis let out an annoyed sigh before looking up from the map and leaning his head against the wall. Amber was lying stretched out asleep on one of the many couches in Artemis's private jet, which didn't surprise him one bit. Butler was sitting next to Artemis reading.
"When you gave the pilot the coordinates did he by any chance tell you how long it would be?" Artemis asked Butler.
Butler glanced at his watch. "Another 20 minutes, then we should be there."
Artemis nodded and again looked at the map.
~*~
"I wonder where they're going?" Foaly said aloud. The council had promised to take surveillance off Fowl Manor, and they had for a short amount of time. In the end, though, the people ridiculed their choice and everyone lived in fear of another Fowl trick, so surveillance was put back on the mansion. Foaly had just turned on a fifth computer to check on Artemis when he found all the Fowls gone, and had to use a tracker that he had Holly equip in all the Bentleys, jets, boats, etc. that the Fowl's owned. He eventually found Artemis, Butler, and a girl that he didn't recognize in Artemis's jet, Fowl Wing.
"You wonder where who's going?" Trouble asked as he entered the operations booth, Grub on his heels.
"Fowl, his bodyguard, and some girl are in their jet in the middle of the pacific ocean, and it looks like they're lowering for a landing."
"Where the hell are they landing at?" asked Trouble as he leaned towards the computer monitor. Foaly had Holly install a micro camera on the front of the jet and Bentleys so that they could see were they were going. Through the camera, they could see that fog had suddenly appeared, surrounding something.
"It looks like....." started Foaly, but he didn't finish. He didn't have to.
"D'Arvit," was all that Trouble could say, and Grub had already run off to get the commander.