Disclaimer: Diana Wolf, Cassandra Tempest, Bradley Parker, and Eternity
Dante are MINE, MINE, and MINE! The others belong to Eoin Colfer.
I gave Artemis a British accent just because I can't picture him with an Irish accent. He seems more British, so he's got a British accent. Don't flame me. Really. Don't. Constructive criticism is good, but flames are not, especially since I have a nasty temper.
Fowl's Wolf
Chapter One: The Wolf Meets the Fowl
Diana Wolf stepped off the plane and into Ireland. She had only a suitcase with her, as she wasn't exactly a billionaire. She had a few necessities, and that was it. She sighed. Twenty was way too young for this.
"Di! Wait up!" her friend Cassie called.
Cassie lived nearby in Dublin, where Diana would be staying. Diana, Cassie, their friend Eternity, and Cassie's boyfriend Brad were already waiting for her. All Cassie and Diana had to do was to drive there.
"You look great!" Cassie squealed.
"You're lying," Diana said with a wan smile. "I'm pale as death, skinny as a stick, and I've got a scar the size of my finger on my forehead that makes me look like Harry Potter."
"Harry had messy black hair and green eyes," Cassie responded. "You have neater hair, even if it is black, it's a lot longer, and your eyes...well..."
"I'm as skinny as Harry," Diana pointed out.
"Maybe," Cassie said reluctantly. "Now come on, let's get to the car."
They started walking towards Cassie's silver convertible that she'd brought from America. The license plate used to say PRNCSS. Now it said QUEEN.
"Got a little more arrogant, have you?" Diana laughed.
"Maybe," Cassie said imperiously. "I am queen."
Diana rolled her eyes.
"We don't need to get your luggage?" Cassie asked.
"You're looking at it," Diana said, holding up her tattered suitcase.
"Oh," Cassie said sheepishly. She vaulted into the car and started the engine. "Hurry up!"
Diana stashed her suitcase in the back seat and tried to vault into the car. Unfortunately, being clumsier and wearing a short skirt, she fell backwards onto the pavement. She tried to stand and found that her high heel was caught in a sewer grate.
"Wonderful!"
She began wriggling her foot, trying to get it out of the grate, when she heard a roaring sound. She turned her head briefly and went back to trying to free her foot, and did a double take. A pickup was headed straight for her. Swearing, she tried to pull off the shoe, but the strap was on tight.
Just as she resigned herself to being the size of a pancake, someone pushed her out of the way.
"Are you alright?" a voice with an incredibly cute British accent asked.
"I think I might have sprained my ankle," Diana responded.
She looked up and saw a pair of deep blue eyes looking her straight in the face. She managed to get a hold of herself after a few seconds.
"Your shoe broke," he said, pointing at the remnants of the black shoe that were left in the middle of the street.
"It was fairly cheap anyways," Diana admitted, blushing.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm meeting someone," he said. "I really must be going."
He strode off into the airport, leaving Diana dazed behind him. Cassie leaped out of her car and ran to where Diana stood.
"Are you all right?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm excellent," she said dreamily. "Who was that?"
"Who, the guy? Not sure, but I think it was the local rich genius. Artemis Fowl the Second."
"Genius? I could get along with him." Diana had been teased all through grade school and even in college and med school for being a brain.
"I'm not so sure about that," Cassie said with a smirk. "He's just slightly cold."
"Well, then it's a challenge," Diana said.
Cassie snorted. "I'll bet it is."
"I'll take you up on that," Diana said. "I will bet you fifty bucks that I can get a date with Mr. Iceman there by the end of a month."
"Bring it on, woman! Not a chance."
The two women swung into the car, both sure that they would be fifty dollars richer by the end of July.
*~*~*~*
So it was a bit short. I will try to update soon, but I am being nagged to update my other fic.
I gave Artemis a British accent just because I can't picture him with an Irish accent. He seems more British, so he's got a British accent. Don't flame me. Really. Don't. Constructive criticism is good, but flames are not, especially since I have a nasty temper.
Fowl's Wolf
Chapter One: The Wolf Meets the Fowl
Diana Wolf stepped off the plane and into Ireland. She had only a suitcase with her, as she wasn't exactly a billionaire. She had a few necessities, and that was it. She sighed. Twenty was way too young for this.
"Di! Wait up!" her friend Cassie called.
Cassie lived nearby in Dublin, where Diana would be staying. Diana, Cassie, their friend Eternity, and Cassie's boyfriend Brad were already waiting for her. All Cassie and Diana had to do was to drive there.
"You look great!" Cassie squealed.
"You're lying," Diana said with a wan smile. "I'm pale as death, skinny as a stick, and I've got a scar the size of my finger on my forehead that makes me look like Harry Potter."
"Harry had messy black hair and green eyes," Cassie responded. "You have neater hair, even if it is black, it's a lot longer, and your eyes...well..."
"I'm as skinny as Harry," Diana pointed out.
"Maybe," Cassie said reluctantly. "Now come on, let's get to the car."
They started walking towards Cassie's silver convertible that she'd brought from America. The license plate used to say PRNCSS. Now it said QUEEN.
"Got a little more arrogant, have you?" Diana laughed.
"Maybe," Cassie said imperiously. "I am queen."
Diana rolled her eyes.
"We don't need to get your luggage?" Cassie asked.
"You're looking at it," Diana said, holding up her tattered suitcase.
"Oh," Cassie said sheepishly. She vaulted into the car and started the engine. "Hurry up!"
Diana stashed her suitcase in the back seat and tried to vault into the car. Unfortunately, being clumsier and wearing a short skirt, she fell backwards onto the pavement. She tried to stand and found that her high heel was caught in a sewer grate.
"Wonderful!"
She began wriggling her foot, trying to get it out of the grate, when she heard a roaring sound. She turned her head briefly and went back to trying to free her foot, and did a double take. A pickup was headed straight for her. Swearing, she tried to pull off the shoe, but the strap was on tight.
Just as she resigned herself to being the size of a pancake, someone pushed her out of the way.
"Are you alright?" a voice with an incredibly cute British accent asked.
"I think I might have sprained my ankle," Diana responded.
She looked up and saw a pair of deep blue eyes looking her straight in the face. She managed to get a hold of herself after a few seconds.
"Your shoe broke," he said, pointing at the remnants of the black shoe that were left in the middle of the street.
"It was fairly cheap anyways," Diana admitted, blushing.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm meeting someone," he said. "I really must be going."
He strode off into the airport, leaving Diana dazed behind him. Cassie leaped out of her car and ran to where Diana stood.
"Are you all right?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm excellent," she said dreamily. "Who was that?"
"Who, the guy? Not sure, but I think it was the local rich genius. Artemis Fowl the Second."
"Genius? I could get along with him." Diana had been teased all through grade school and even in college and med school for being a brain.
"I'm not so sure about that," Cassie said with a smirk. "He's just slightly cold."
"Well, then it's a challenge," Diana said.
Cassie snorted. "I'll bet it is."
"I'll take you up on that," Diana said. "I will bet you fifty bucks that I can get a date with Mr. Iceman there by the end of a month."
"Bring it on, woman! Not a chance."
The two women swung into the car, both sure that they would be fifty dollars richer by the end of July.
*~*~*~*
So it was a bit short. I will try to update soon, but I am being nagged to update my other fic.