Disclaimer: I do not own Artemis Fowl, Lord of the Rings, Hannibal,
Chicago, Harry Potter, Pirates of the Caribbean or anything else. Well, I
do own some of the characters, but not many. You'll know which because you
don't recognize them. Well, Courtney is a friend, but other than that . . .
A/N: I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I've been doing other stuff. At any rate, here's the next chapter.
And thanks to SlowChemical77 for stuff.
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Hannibal Lecter and Clarice Starling
Hannibal walked down the hall, bag in one hand and his other arm around Clarice. They weren't talking about anything; they didn't need to. They had been together for the past ten years and even though they had always been close, everybody who knew them thought that they shared a soul, or something like that. At any rate, they didn't often talk and now as they were walking down the hall, they both knew that Hannibal was trying to calm down.
"Hannibal?" Clarice asked.
"Mmmm?" he responded, his mind already planning what they were going to do.
"Is there anything about Phyllis that might make you understand why she's so messed up?"
"No. That's precisely why she's so confusing. I think that she's just one of those people who goes around insane but doesn't hurt anyone and is completely happy with their state. Why?" Hannibal answered.
"I was just thinking if maybe she had an injury or something that caused part of her brain to stop working," Clarice said.
"Not that I know of. From what her file says and the very little I've managed to get out of her, she's just always been like this," Hannibal replied.
"Mmmm," Clarice said, sighing. They had reached the elevator and she pushed the down button, wondering how long the elevator would take to get here. The hospital was huge and they were on the top floor, so it could sometimes take up to five minutes. This time, it only took about three seconds and they got into the empty carriage and presses parking, hoping that not a lot of people would get on.
Velma Kelly, Roxie Hart and Billy Flynn
"Velma! Wait up!" Billy called from behind her. Roxie was in a wheelchair, and he didn't trust Velma enough to wheel Roxie around, so he was stuck with the job. Velma, being herself, was walking quickly and completely ignoring the fact that Billy and Roxie couldn't go as fast as her.
"Why don't you hurry up?" Velma said and continued to stride much faster than Billy.
"Because Roxie'll fly out of the chair!" Billy responded, trying not to yell. As much as he liked Velma, she had a habit of gettin under ones nerves.
"So?" Velma spat. She did, however, slow down, but only because she knew that if was too annoying, Billy wouldn't be her lawyer.
"Thank you," Billy said and pushed Roxie up to where Velma was standing. She started to walk again, but slower this time, staying at Billy's side. After two minutes of silence, they reached the elevator. Velma pushed the down button and waited impatiently, one hand on her hip and her toes tapping. After what seemed like ages, the door opened. There were already two people in there, both looking tired and overworked. Velma strode into the car and barely moved aside enough for Billy to wheel Roxie in. He hit the parking button even though it was already lit up and the doors closed.
Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall
Severus strode several paces ahead of Minerva, his long cape swishing out behind him and causing Minerva to have to be careful not to trip.
"Why do you hate Harry so much?" Minerva asked, coming up next to him. She knew the answer, but liked to push Severus' buttons, especially of campus where she wouldn't get into trouble for it.
"Because he's a stupid goodie-goodie who meddles in things that aren't his business which generally lead to big trouble. It's mere chance that things usually turn out ok," Severus said icily, not yelling but in a voice that would send shivers up your spine if you weren't used to it. Minerva was.
"That's not true. He tries to help people and if he sometimes gets into trouble, that isn't his fault. He's brave, loyal and generally a good friend, even if he does have a short temper that gets him into trouble sometimes," Minerva rebutted. "Besides, wouldn't you rather have him on our side than Voldemort's?"
"I suppose, but he's such a nuisance, I'd rather have him out of the way and on nobody's side," Severus said.
"He might win this war for us. Would you rather us loose?" Minerva replied, still pushing a matter that she knew was very sensitive with most wizards, but especially Snape.
"No! Now could you please stop questioning me? You know that I'm on the good side," Snape said and finally got to the elevator. He pushed the button and the doors opened almost instantaneously. There were five people in the elevator, one in a wheel chair, three looking exhausted and one looking as though she owned the world. They got in the elevator and were surprised by how much room was still left even with that many people inside. The doors closed behind them and everyone present could feel the elevator start going down.
Jack Sparrow
Jack swaggered down the halls swaying slightly and drinking. He couldn't wait to get back to The Black Pearl where he could be himself, dress in his normal clothes, be with Anamaria and be free of those bloody AA meetings. Jack stopped for a second at a vending machine and looked to see if they had anything worth getting like some rum. Of course, they didn't and Jack continued on, stopping occasionally to take a bigger swing from his flask which was scarily close to empty. He decided to stop at a tavern on the way back to The Black Pearl to refill it and maybe get a couple of mugs while he was at it.
He finally approached the elevator and pressed the down button. While he was waiting, a nurse walked by and he smiled at her, not able to resist putting on his charm, even if he did have Anamaria. She nurse giggled and smiled back.
"What's your name, luv?" Jack slurred.
"Courtney," She said, smiling. The elevator doors opened.
"Well, Courtney, I really must be going but the next time I'm here, I'll be sure to stop by," Jack said and stepped into the elevator. He winked at Courtney as the doors closed and went back to drinking, ignoring the stares of the passengers who were already on the elevator, including one very odd man who was staring at Jack hungrily and a younger woman who was telling him soothingly to calm down.
Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee
"Mr Frodo?" Sam said nervously when he heard Frodo's hand lift off from his shoulder.
"Hang on a second, Sam. I want to get some candy," Frodo's voice said from over by the vending machine.
"You could've asked me to get some for you," Sam said and walked over to the machine.
"No, I'm quite capable of doing it myself," Frodo's voice answered. The machine started whirring and a Hershey's bar fell from its loop. The plastic thingy at the bottom got pushed inward by Frodo's invisible hand. The candy bar disappeared when Frodo picked it up and Sam could hear the sounds of it being unwrapped and then getting eaten as he walked down the hall by Frodo's side. Or what he thought was Frodo's side.
"Mr Frodo? Are you here?" sam asked nervously.
"Yes, Sam, of course I'm here," Frodo answered reassuringly and put a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You have to stop worrying. I'm going to be fine."
"I hope so, Mr Frodo," Sam said and pushed the down button on the elevator pad thingy.
"Of course I will," Frodo said just as the door opened. The eight people already in the elevator stared.
"Who said that?" an older man asked, slightly panicked.
"Oh, this is Frodo Baggins," Sam said, laying one hand on Frodo's shoulder.
"Where?" asked a tall woman with jet black hair.
"He's invisible because of an evil ring," Sam explained and got into the elevator.
"That sounds perfectly reasonable to me," a man who reeked of cheep beer slurred. Sam guided Frodo to the other side of the elevator. The doors closed and the elevator continued its trip to down to the parking garage.
Holly Short and Julius Root
"I just don't get it!" Holly said again, this time louder.
"Neither do I, but there isn't anything we can do about it now," Root responded, trying to calm his officer down.
"There has to be something that we're missing! Some ancient way to make sure somebody even under the mesmer can tell you anything!" Holly yelled, and wrenched her copy of the book from around her neck and started pouring over it. Root put an arm around her and steered Holly so she wouldn't bump into anything.
"Holly, we both have the book practically memorized. There isn't anything in there about ways to deflect the mesmer," Root said practically. "It might be that we're in a hospital above ground during the day. Your magic probably isn't as strong. When was the last time you did the ritual?"
"Umm . . . I don't know," Holly admitted.
Root groaned. "I told you to do it regularly."
"I have been! Just not recently. It's a lapse, ok?" Holly said, a tad more harsh than was needed. She took a deep breath. "Sorry, sir."
"It's ok. Just promise me, next full moon you'll do it," Root said.
Holly nodded and pushed the down button for the elevator. When it came, it was pretty crowded so she decided that if anybody else came into it, she could hover above everybody else. Root got in after her and hit the close doors button, hoping that they would get home soon.
A/N: I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I've been doing other stuff. At any rate, here's the next chapter.
And thanks to SlowChemical77 for stuff.
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Hannibal Lecter and Clarice Starling
Hannibal walked down the hall, bag in one hand and his other arm around Clarice. They weren't talking about anything; they didn't need to. They had been together for the past ten years and even though they had always been close, everybody who knew them thought that they shared a soul, or something like that. At any rate, they didn't often talk and now as they were walking down the hall, they both knew that Hannibal was trying to calm down.
"Hannibal?" Clarice asked.
"Mmmm?" he responded, his mind already planning what they were going to do.
"Is there anything about Phyllis that might make you understand why she's so messed up?"
"No. That's precisely why she's so confusing. I think that she's just one of those people who goes around insane but doesn't hurt anyone and is completely happy with their state. Why?" Hannibal answered.
"I was just thinking if maybe she had an injury or something that caused part of her brain to stop working," Clarice said.
"Not that I know of. From what her file says and the very little I've managed to get out of her, she's just always been like this," Hannibal replied.
"Mmmm," Clarice said, sighing. They had reached the elevator and she pushed the down button, wondering how long the elevator would take to get here. The hospital was huge and they were on the top floor, so it could sometimes take up to five minutes. This time, it only took about three seconds and they got into the empty carriage and presses parking, hoping that not a lot of people would get on.
Velma Kelly, Roxie Hart and Billy Flynn
"Velma! Wait up!" Billy called from behind her. Roxie was in a wheelchair, and he didn't trust Velma enough to wheel Roxie around, so he was stuck with the job. Velma, being herself, was walking quickly and completely ignoring the fact that Billy and Roxie couldn't go as fast as her.
"Why don't you hurry up?" Velma said and continued to stride much faster than Billy.
"Because Roxie'll fly out of the chair!" Billy responded, trying not to yell. As much as he liked Velma, she had a habit of gettin under ones nerves.
"So?" Velma spat. She did, however, slow down, but only because she knew that if was too annoying, Billy wouldn't be her lawyer.
"Thank you," Billy said and pushed Roxie up to where Velma was standing. She started to walk again, but slower this time, staying at Billy's side. After two minutes of silence, they reached the elevator. Velma pushed the down button and waited impatiently, one hand on her hip and her toes tapping. After what seemed like ages, the door opened. There were already two people in there, both looking tired and overworked. Velma strode into the car and barely moved aside enough for Billy to wheel Roxie in. He hit the parking button even though it was already lit up and the doors closed.
Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall
Severus strode several paces ahead of Minerva, his long cape swishing out behind him and causing Minerva to have to be careful not to trip.
"Why do you hate Harry so much?" Minerva asked, coming up next to him. She knew the answer, but liked to push Severus' buttons, especially of campus where she wouldn't get into trouble for it.
"Because he's a stupid goodie-goodie who meddles in things that aren't his business which generally lead to big trouble. It's mere chance that things usually turn out ok," Severus said icily, not yelling but in a voice that would send shivers up your spine if you weren't used to it. Minerva was.
"That's not true. He tries to help people and if he sometimes gets into trouble, that isn't his fault. He's brave, loyal and generally a good friend, even if he does have a short temper that gets him into trouble sometimes," Minerva rebutted. "Besides, wouldn't you rather have him on our side than Voldemort's?"
"I suppose, but he's such a nuisance, I'd rather have him out of the way and on nobody's side," Severus said.
"He might win this war for us. Would you rather us loose?" Minerva replied, still pushing a matter that she knew was very sensitive with most wizards, but especially Snape.
"No! Now could you please stop questioning me? You know that I'm on the good side," Snape said and finally got to the elevator. He pushed the button and the doors opened almost instantaneously. There were five people in the elevator, one in a wheel chair, three looking exhausted and one looking as though she owned the world. They got in the elevator and were surprised by how much room was still left even with that many people inside. The doors closed behind them and everyone present could feel the elevator start going down.
Jack Sparrow
Jack swaggered down the halls swaying slightly and drinking. He couldn't wait to get back to The Black Pearl where he could be himself, dress in his normal clothes, be with Anamaria and be free of those bloody AA meetings. Jack stopped for a second at a vending machine and looked to see if they had anything worth getting like some rum. Of course, they didn't and Jack continued on, stopping occasionally to take a bigger swing from his flask which was scarily close to empty. He decided to stop at a tavern on the way back to The Black Pearl to refill it and maybe get a couple of mugs while he was at it.
He finally approached the elevator and pressed the down button. While he was waiting, a nurse walked by and he smiled at her, not able to resist putting on his charm, even if he did have Anamaria. She nurse giggled and smiled back.
"What's your name, luv?" Jack slurred.
"Courtney," She said, smiling. The elevator doors opened.
"Well, Courtney, I really must be going but the next time I'm here, I'll be sure to stop by," Jack said and stepped into the elevator. He winked at Courtney as the doors closed and went back to drinking, ignoring the stares of the passengers who were already on the elevator, including one very odd man who was staring at Jack hungrily and a younger woman who was telling him soothingly to calm down.
Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee
"Mr Frodo?" Sam said nervously when he heard Frodo's hand lift off from his shoulder.
"Hang on a second, Sam. I want to get some candy," Frodo's voice said from over by the vending machine.
"You could've asked me to get some for you," Sam said and walked over to the machine.
"No, I'm quite capable of doing it myself," Frodo's voice answered. The machine started whirring and a Hershey's bar fell from its loop. The plastic thingy at the bottom got pushed inward by Frodo's invisible hand. The candy bar disappeared when Frodo picked it up and Sam could hear the sounds of it being unwrapped and then getting eaten as he walked down the hall by Frodo's side. Or what he thought was Frodo's side.
"Mr Frodo? Are you here?" sam asked nervously.
"Yes, Sam, of course I'm here," Frodo answered reassuringly and put a hand on Sam's shoulder. "You have to stop worrying. I'm going to be fine."
"I hope so, Mr Frodo," Sam said and pushed the down button on the elevator pad thingy.
"Of course I will," Frodo said just as the door opened. The eight people already in the elevator stared.
"Who said that?" an older man asked, slightly panicked.
"Oh, this is Frodo Baggins," Sam said, laying one hand on Frodo's shoulder.
"Where?" asked a tall woman with jet black hair.
"He's invisible because of an evil ring," Sam explained and got into the elevator.
"That sounds perfectly reasonable to me," a man who reeked of cheep beer slurred. Sam guided Frodo to the other side of the elevator. The doors closed and the elevator continued its trip to down to the parking garage.
Holly Short and Julius Root
"I just don't get it!" Holly said again, this time louder.
"Neither do I, but there isn't anything we can do about it now," Root responded, trying to calm his officer down.
"There has to be something that we're missing! Some ancient way to make sure somebody even under the mesmer can tell you anything!" Holly yelled, and wrenched her copy of the book from around her neck and started pouring over it. Root put an arm around her and steered Holly so she wouldn't bump into anything.
"Holly, we both have the book practically memorized. There isn't anything in there about ways to deflect the mesmer," Root said practically. "It might be that we're in a hospital above ground during the day. Your magic probably isn't as strong. When was the last time you did the ritual?"
"Umm . . . I don't know," Holly admitted.
Root groaned. "I told you to do it regularly."
"I have been! Just not recently. It's a lapse, ok?" Holly said, a tad more harsh than was needed. She took a deep breath. "Sorry, sir."
"It's ok. Just promise me, next full moon you'll do it," Root said.
Holly nodded and pushed the down button for the elevator. When it came, it was pretty crowded so she decided that if anybody else came into it, she could hover above everybody else. Root got in after her and hit the close doors button, hoping that they would get home soon.