IMPORTANT: I would like to thank my good friend Thea the Elf for so kindly
volunteering to be my beta reader! Yay! Thank you so much Thea!!
A/N: ::hums a tune:: review time! Review time!
Dslguy14: Arrgh!rnHere's an excerpt from the 3rd book.rnrn"this place even had manual key locks, which, despite their unreliability, the Mud Men still used."rnrnI would've thought that you would have made a fairy "key" more hi- tech like a nanocomputer or something like that.
::folds hands placidly:: chill, dude. I have my reasons.
Isilme: very good. did you notice that no one could upload or leave reviews for awhile? or did you get them emailed to you? im not sure what happened to FF.net, but... LOL. rnrnanyway, good chapter. and no, i didn't catch that about the sleeping thing, cause you worked it into the story so well! rnrnaw, poor artemis! thinking that butler and juliet are dead (for now, anyway, before his incredible intellect tells him otherwise! *wink wink* i know whats goin on!) :D rnrnmore please! :D
Oh really? Hmm. I didn't even notice the reviews... yah, I get them e- mailed to me. Thank heavens! What would I do w/o my reiviews;) lol, j/k. Although I do really like them... but I'm not like dependent or anything... heh, n/m^-^ I know... I like to make Artemis suffer^-^ But you gotta admit, its fun to read doncha think? Hehe...
Kalariah: Poor Artemis! It seems like I'm always saying that, but he's so horribly sad, so rejected by Holly. He must be truly miserable right about now. I hopw things improve for him soon. I'm guessing Holly's going to be feeling bad, after watching that little outbreak of tears.
You got it^-^
Miah The Storm Wolf: Oh crap, what if Holly sees that screen? What if Artemis starts talking to himself while on that screen? What if Holly hears Artemis talking to himself while on that screen?
Hehe, good thing the next chapter is up so we can all put our minds to rest, eh? ^-^
Thea the Elf: One question: why on Earth does Foaly have a camera monitoring Holly's house? I find that just a little bit odd. Oh, btw, to get out of a time stop, you have to fall into a drugged sleep. So in the room that Root, Foaly, and Artemis were in, Artemis shouldn't have been able to fall asleep. But I do like the ending. So Holly saw everything? I hope she feels guilty, but in her stressed-out state, I'm not sure if she would really care about how Artemis feels at all.
Camera question- because Foaly is a technical genius centaur guy who is on top of everything so he's got cameras everywhere^-^ Don't worry, its only in her main room- nothing naughty. Security purposes only... well you'll see in a minute^-^ Yah, about the Time Stop thing; two people pointed this out to me, and I appreciate it. That's why the last chapter is changed; I updated my Time Stop idea. Yep Holly saw everything, and you're about to find out how she reacts^-^
Principessa Squish Avina: When I started reading your fic it was almost like you were my sister! And before I say anything else... I love my sister to death and she is the awesomeist!(gotta love made up words) You write almost exactly like her, which is a good thing because she is an awesome writer! And judging by your author notes you act like her! Then there is the short chapters... yeah thats defenitly(sp?) like her. rnrnrnBut anyway... I love your story. It is awesome! I don't usually read Artemis Fowl fics. I usually read Harry Potter! But you have gotten me over to the Artemis Fowl side... after this terribly long review... I shall sign off. PLEASE POST SOON!rnrnrnlots-a-luvies,rnrnSquish
Aww, that's so sweet^-^ Thank you so much^-^ I'm very flattered:) I love my sister a lot too:)
Night: it's beautiful!like all your others.ya know what? i think i've found a song to match the end of the third book,ya know the mind wipe,it sorta what Holly may feel if she loved him(which in my opinion she does and he loves her.) it's by s club 7,i think it's called well i dunno what it called but i think a line of it is this:"Though i pretend that i've moved on,you'll always be my baby,i never had the words to say,you're the one i think about each day.and i know no matter where love takes me to,a part of me will always be,with you."rn ok well that's part of it of what i can remember
It's funny you should mention that, (It's called Never Had a Dream Come True BTW:)) It's one of my favorite songs and I have been thinking of a good way to make it into a songfic for a while too:) I'll post the lyrics on my site sometime soon...
Phire Pheonix: Bull. Really honestly bull. I cannot believe you're ending it there, and I cannot believe the fact that the little button that says go to next chapter isn't there. I cannot wait for more, and if you don't update soon, I'm going to go through your story, pick out every single little trivial thing and bug you about itrnrnSo the solution is obvious, isn't it? Update soon!rnrn*wink*
Eek. I better put up the next chapter then^-^
A/N: I revised chapter...uhm... the last one. So if you've only read it once, and it was before the 14th, then I recommend that you go back and read it again because its very different now and if you don't know what happened you're probably gonna get lost. Anyway, I'm in one of those moods where I start speaking French for no particular reason... So if I put some French words in this chapter just ignore me.. I'm half asleep.. Maintenant commençons le chapitre ;)
-HOLLY'S APARTMENT-
Holly laughed cruelly, "You might as well take them off the list, Fowl-
I left them behind in the Time field. Quite frankly I'm happy for
them; they won't have to put up with a selfish little brat like you
anymore."
Artemis stared at her, stricken.
Holly glared, piercing him with her eyes.
"You can have the bed. I won't be using it." And she went out the door, slamming it behind her.
--
He stood there, the stinging words paralyzing his body. Butler and Juliet were... he just couldn't bring himself to admit that last word. His mind wasn't making a connection, he couldn't believe the painful truth of these words. Butler and Juliet, his two closest and beloved friends, they couldn't be dead.
Artemis felt numb. There was a fuzzy sensation coursing mercilessly through his stomach, up his back and in his hands. His lips were dry and his eyes were burning. There was a dull throbbing pain in the back of his throat. He swallowed hard, squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hands, digging his manicured nails into his palms to divert his attention away from everything else that hurt.
"No," came a weak whisper from between parted lips, "No."
*Slow breaths... slow breaths... slow breaths...* his mind uttered incessantly until it drowned out every sound in the tiny room and every sense the Irish boy possessed.
Artemis could feel the pressure building up around his eyes, the knot tightening in his throat, but he wouldn't give in. He couldn't give in. Artemis Fowl didn't cry.
"Not even for friends, dearest to him." The prodigy spat, bitterly. He was grinding his teeth so hard that his jaw was cramping.
"No, and why should he?" he sneered, "He has no feelings. All he cares about is gold and power. Aurum Est Potestas. That's all life means to him- three greedy words."
Artemis inhaled deeply and chewed his lower lip absently but fiercely. He stopped only when he tasted the sweet irony taste of blood on his tongue. Irony, just like his current state- a boy with no feelings and yet struggling to contain them.
He was feeling light-headed from fatigue and strain. He shuffled dizzily over to a chair in the corner of the room and collapsed upon it. The boy sat, hunched over, beginning to understand why the term 'broken heart' had come about. His own heart felt as though it were tearing.
*Why am I feeling this way?* His mind chimed erratically, *Holly is probably right- they're better off without me... no, but that isn't true. Butler and Juliet were my friends... weren't they?.... why does Holly hate me so? .... but who wouldn't hate me.... I'm greedy, power-hungry, cold, and devoid of any feelings or emotion... but if that's so... why am I feeling this way...?*
Artemis' lungs ached and he realized he had been holding his breath. He exhaled but his breath came in shuddering gasps. His body trembled from the strain of holding back this river of emotions and his shoulders shook as tears that could no longer be restrained flowed freely down his cheeks. Conceiving that his efforts were unavailing, he gave in, and let out a choked sob.
-STREETS OF HAVEN-
"D'arviting simulators." Holly Short muttered abstractedly as artificial wind buffeted her unkempt hair. Absently she ran a hand through it. It was shaggy, coming to the middle of her long neck and needed a new cutting. She had been meaning to get it done for a few weeks now, but had put it off thus far. She was becoming rather fond of it to tell the truth.
The LEP captain had a lot on her mind, well, to be more precise; she was only thinking a lot about one particular thing- Artemis Fowl.
The scene she had seen on Foaly's monitor kept replaying itself through her head. Artemis had been crying. And it was strange because it wasn't the fact that the obdurate Artemis Fowl had shown such compelling emotion that surprised her, but rather that she had caused it. She was not proud of this to say the least. Those sorrowful tears that ran down his face, his hurt and confused eyes that had held her gaze when she had uttered those venomous words. She had arrogantly announced that she had murdered his closest friends.
"What is wrong with me?" She muttered miserably.
Holly was not the type of fairy who did these things to people. She did not find joy or contentment in hurting others- especially when they had done nothing to deserve it. So, what then, brought about the events of earlier that night? Perhaps, she thought, she was merely tired. She had definitely had a stressful day- more so than usual. But she was a strong character; she couldn't blame her outburst on pitiful emotions like stress. No, it was something else.
Captain Holly Short shook her head sadly.
"Maybe it's my fault, after all." She mumbled.
She remembered the way she had felt when she thought she had lost Artemis two years ago. She was hurting for a long time afterwards, and it was affecting her attitude and performance in her job. Holly had known then that she had feelings for Artemis, perhaps feelings that were a lot stronger than they should have been, and it scared her. She began to force him from her mind, and if ever he were to sneak into one of her daydreams or thoughts she would try to recall something about him that she hated so he would disappear once more.
"I guess, after all these years, I have unwillingly taught myself to hate him." She sighed.
Nearing her house Holly Short, once more, pulled her keys from her pocket. Absently she traced her finger around the shape of the one that unlocked her front door. It was very old, once belonging to her grandfather. It was from the time before advanced modular locking systems were invented. She wanted to update her locks for tighter security, but frankly she couldn't afford it. Not that it mattered much; Foaly had her house rigged with enough security gadgets (including a camera she had just recently discovered) that no fairy in their right mind would dare attempt to break in. But even assuming she could afford the update, she would still keep her old house key. It was something of a comfort item to her in a way.
Upon arriving at her front door, she inserted her rusty key and turned the lock, eliciting a familiar click indicating the door was open. Quietly she turned the knob and opened the door. No sound came from within the room.
The wary captain rounded the corner of the hallway carefully, her eyes taking in the scene before her. The room was dark and silent but for some soft, rhythmic breathing. Nothing was out of place albeit her bed which was rarely made anyway. Quietly, she tiptoed across the room to where she had guessed the breathing was originating.
Coming closer, she saw the sleeping teenager flopped lazily on her bed, rolled to one side. An arm lay folded, supporting his sleepy head while the other rested uselessly by his side. His legs were tucked up loosely, forming a right angle at his knees.
Captain Holly Short came around in front of him and cocked her head a bit, just looking at him, for really the first time in two years. She stared, not admiringly, not cynically; just observing. She clicked her teeth absently as she noted his peaceful expression. He had come a long way, this Irish boy she once knew. His skin was darker and looked healthy and real. His hair looked somewhat fairer at the moment though she couldn't discern whether it was because of sun exposure or the darkness of the room in contrast. His arms looked more reliable- strong. She could see the definition of muscles through the soft skin that concealed them. There was one big difference though- she remembered from when he had been mind-wiped, the look of peacefulness that graced his features when she had ordered him to sleep under the Mesmer. Holly recalled how she had been reminded once again of the Irish boy's age and how he was still merely a boy under that heartless character that he chose to masquerade. Now, however, he wore the same peaceful expression; his face slack, the thought creases on his forehead vanished, yet he no longer looked like a child. Artemis had grown up- he had changed. And although even the character he embodied two years ago was a lot more compassionate than the soul-less 12 year old she had first encountered, this 16 year old was no longer the same Artemis she had come to know.
"I'm sorry," she whispered hesitantly, and brushed his cold, damp cheek. She bent down so she was eye-level with the sleeping adolescent.
"I didn't give you the proper chance." She pursed her lips, thoughtfully. "I'll try again. Please forgive me."
And with that, Holly Short, Captain of the LEP pulled a blanket up around the sleeping figure then went round to the other side of the bed, crawled in and fell asleep.
--
A/N: ::drums fingers:: hmm... that was fun. To be perfectly honest I had no idea what I was going to do with this chapter but sometimes it's best to write when you're really tired- the ideas just flow. Well, anyway, once again, read the last chapter (Building plans, shattering feelings) because your going to be lost if you don't. I hope you liked this chapter!
A/N: ::hums a tune:: review time! Review time!
Dslguy14: Arrgh!rnHere's an excerpt from the 3rd book.rnrn"this place even had manual key locks, which, despite their unreliability, the Mud Men still used."rnrnI would've thought that you would have made a fairy "key" more hi- tech like a nanocomputer or something like that.
::folds hands placidly:: chill, dude. I have my reasons.
Isilme: very good. did you notice that no one could upload or leave reviews for awhile? or did you get them emailed to you? im not sure what happened to FF.net, but... LOL. rnrnanyway, good chapter. and no, i didn't catch that about the sleeping thing, cause you worked it into the story so well! rnrnaw, poor artemis! thinking that butler and juliet are dead (for now, anyway, before his incredible intellect tells him otherwise! *wink wink* i know whats goin on!) :D rnrnmore please! :D
Oh really? Hmm. I didn't even notice the reviews... yah, I get them e- mailed to me. Thank heavens! What would I do w/o my reiviews;) lol, j/k. Although I do really like them... but I'm not like dependent or anything... heh, n/m^-^ I know... I like to make Artemis suffer^-^ But you gotta admit, its fun to read doncha think? Hehe...
Kalariah: Poor Artemis! It seems like I'm always saying that, but he's so horribly sad, so rejected by Holly. He must be truly miserable right about now. I hopw things improve for him soon. I'm guessing Holly's going to be feeling bad, after watching that little outbreak of tears.
You got it^-^
Miah The Storm Wolf: Oh crap, what if Holly sees that screen? What if Artemis starts talking to himself while on that screen? What if Holly hears Artemis talking to himself while on that screen?
Hehe, good thing the next chapter is up so we can all put our minds to rest, eh? ^-^
Thea the Elf: One question: why on Earth does Foaly have a camera monitoring Holly's house? I find that just a little bit odd. Oh, btw, to get out of a time stop, you have to fall into a drugged sleep. So in the room that Root, Foaly, and Artemis were in, Artemis shouldn't have been able to fall asleep. But I do like the ending. So Holly saw everything? I hope she feels guilty, but in her stressed-out state, I'm not sure if she would really care about how Artemis feels at all.
Camera question- because Foaly is a technical genius centaur guy who is on top of everything so he's got cameras everywhere^-^ Don't worry, its only in her main room- nothing naughty. Security purposes only... well you'll see in a minute^-^ Yah, about the Time Stop thing; two people pointed this out to me, and I appreciate it. That's why the last chapter is changed; I updated my Time Stop idea. Yep Holly saw everything, and you're about to find out how she reacts^-^
Principessa Squish Avina: When I started reading your fic it was almost like you were my sister! And before I say anything else... I love my sister to death and she is the awesomeist!(gotta love made up words) You write almost exactly like her, which is a good thing because she is an awesome writer! And judging by your author notes you act like her! Then there is the short chapters... yeah thats defenitly(sp?) like her. rnrnrnBut anyway... I love your story. It is awesome! I don't usually read Artemis Fowl fics. I usually read Harry Potter! But you have gotten me over to the Artemis Fowl side... after this terribly long review... I shall sign off. PLEASE POST SOON!rnrnrnlots-a-luvies,rnrnSquish
Aww, that's so sweet^-^ Thank you so much^-^ I'm very flattered:) I love my sister a lot too:)
Night: it's beautiful!like all your others.ya know what? i think i've found a song to match the end of the third book,ya know the mind wipe,it sorta what Holly may feel if she loved him(which in my opinion she does and he loves her.) it's by s club 7,i think it's called well i dunno what it called but i think a line of it is this:"Though i pretend that i've moved on,you'll always be my baby,i never had the words to say,you're the one i think about each day.and i know no matter where love takes me to,a part of me will always be,with you."rn ok well that's part of it of what i can remember
It's funny you should mention that, (It's called Never Had a Dream Come True BTW:)) It's one of my favorite songs and I have been thinking of a good way to make it into a songfic for a while too:) I'll post the lyrics on my site sometime soon...
Phire Pheonix: Bull. Really honestly bull. I cannot believe you're ending it there, and I cannot believe the fact that the little button that says go to next chapter isn't there. I cannot wait for more, and if you don't update soon, I'm going to go through your story, pick out every single little trivial thing and bug you about itrnrnSo the solution is obvious, isn't it? Update soon!rnrn*wink*
Eek. I better put up the next chapter then^-^
A/N: I revised chapter...uhm... the last one. So if you've only read it once, and it was before the 14th, then I recommend that you go back and read it again because its very different now and if you don't know what happened you're probably gonna get lost. Anyway, I'm in one of those moods where I start speaking French for no particular reason... So if I put some French words in this chapter just ignore me.. I'm half asleep.. Maintenant commençons le chapitre ;)
-HOLLY'S APARTMENT-
Holly laughed cruelly, "You might as well take them off the list, Fowl-
I left them behind in the Time field. Quite frankly I'm happy for
them; they won't have to put up with a selfish little brat like you
anymore."
Artemis stared at her, stricken.
Holly glared, piercing him with her eyes.
"You can have the bed. I won't be using it." And she went out the door, slamming it behind her.
--
He stood there, the stinging words paralyzing his body. Butler and Juliet were... he just couldn't bring himself to admit that last word. His mind wasn't making a connection, he couldn't believe the painful truth of these words. Butler and Juliet, his two closest and beloved friends, they couldn't be dead.
Artemis felt numb. There was a fuzzy sensation coursing mercilessly through his stomach, up his back and in his hands. His lips were dry and his eyes were burning. There was a dull throbbing pain in the back of his throat. He swallowed hard, squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hands, digging his manicured nails into his palms to divert his attention away from everything else that hurt.
"No," came a weak whisper from between parted lips, "No."
*Slow breaths... slow breaths... slow breaths...* his mind uttered incessantly until it drowned out every sound in the tiny room and every sense the Irish boy possessed.
Artemis could feel the pressure building up around his eyes, the knot tightening in his throat, but he wouldn't give in. He couldn't give in. Artemis Fowl didn't cry.
"Not even for friends, dearest to him." The prodigy spat, bitterly. He was grinding his teeth so hard that his jaw was cramping.
"No, and why should he?" he sneered, "He has no feelings. All he cares about is gold and power. Aurum Est Potestas. That's all life means to him- three greedy words."
Artemis inhaled deeply and chewed his lower lip absently but fiercely. He stopped only when he tasted the sweet irony taste of blood on his tongue. Irony, just like his current state- a boy with no feelings and yet struggling to contain them.
He was feeling light-headed from fatigue and strain. He shuffled dizzily over to a chair in the corner of the room and collapsed upon it. The boy sat, hunched over, beginning to understand why the term 'broken heart' had come about. His own heart felt as though it were tearing.
*Why am I feeling this way?* His mind chimed erratically, *Holly is probably right- they're better off without me... no, but that isn't true. Butler and Juliet were my friends... weren't they?.... why does Holly hate me so? .... but who wouldn't hate me.... I'm greedy, power-hungry, cold, and devoid of any feelings or emotion... but if that's so... why am I feeling this way...?*
Artemis' lungs ached and he realized he had been holding his breath. He exhaled but his breath came in shuddering gasps. His body trembled from the strain of holding back this river of emotions and his shoulders shook as tears that could no longer be restrained flowed freely down his cheeks. Conceiving that his efforts were unavailing, he gave in, and let out a choked sob.
-STREETS OF HAVEN-
"D'arviting simulators." Holly Short muttered abstractedly as artificial wind buffeted her unkempt hair. Absently she ran a hand through it. It was shaggy, coming to the middle of her long neck and needed a new cutting. She had been meaning to get it done for a few weeks now, but had put it off thus far. She was becoming rather fond of it to tell the truth.
The LEP captain had a lot on her mind, well, to be more precise; she was only thinking a lot about one particular thing- Artemis Fowl.
The scene she had seen on Foaly's monitor kept replaying itself through her head. Artemis had been crying. And it was strange because it wasn't the fact that the obdurate Artemis Fowl had shown such compelling emotion that surprised her, but rather that she had caused it. She was not proud of this to say the least. Those sorrowful tears that ran down his face, his hurt and confused eyes that had held her gaze when she had uttered those venomous words. She had arrogantly announced that she had murdered his closest friends.
"What is wrong with me?" She muttered miserably.
Holly was not the type of fairy who did these things to people. She did not find joy or contentment in hurting others- especially when they had done nothing to deserve it. So, what then, brought about the events of earlier that night? Perhaps, she thought, she was merely tired. She had definitely had a stressful day- more so than usual. But she was a strong character; she couldn't blame her outburst on pitiful emotions like stress. No, it was something else.
Captain Holly Short shook her head sadly.
"Maybe it's my fault, after all." She mumbled.
She remembered the way she had felt when she thought she had lost Artemis two years ago. She was hurting for a long time afterwards, and it was affecting her attitude and performance in her job. Holly had known then that she had feelings for Artemis, perhaps feelings that were a lot stronger than they should have been, and it scared her. She began to force him from her mind, and if ever he were to sneak into one of her daydreams or thoughts she would try to recall something about him that she hated so he would disappear once more.
"I guess, after all these years, I have unwillingly taught myself to hate him." She sighed.
Nearing her house Holly Short, once more, pulled her keys from her pocket. Absently she traced her finger around the shape of the one that unlocked her front door. It was very old, once belonging to her grandfather. It was from the time before advanced modular locking systems were invented. She wanted to update her locks for tighter security, but frankly she couldn't afford it. Not that it mattered much; Foaly had her house rigged with enough security gadgets (including a camera she had just recently discovered) that no fairy in their right mind would dare attempt to break in. But even assuming she could afford the update, she would still keep her old house key. It was something of a comfort item to her in a way.
Upon arriving at her front door, she inserted her rusty key and turned the lock, eliciting a familiar click indicating the door was open. Quietly she turned the knob and opened the door. No sound came from within the room.
The wary captain rounded the corner of the hallway carefully, her eyes taking in the scene before her. The room was dark and silent but for some soft, rhythmic breathing. Nothing was out of place albeit her bed which was rarely made anyway. Quietly, she tiptoed across the room to where she had guessed the breathing was originating.
Coming closer, she saw the sleeping teenager flopped lazily on her bed, rolled to one side. An arm lay folded, supporting his sleepy head while the other rested uselessly by his side. His legs were tucked up loosely, forming a right angle at his knees.
Captain Holly Short came around in front of him and cocked her head a bit, just looking at him, for really the first time in two years. She stared, not admiringly, not cynically; just observing. She clicked her teeth absently as she noted his peaceful expression. He had come a long way, this Irish boy she once knew. His skin was darker and looked healthy and real. His hair looked somewhat fairer at the moment though she couldn't discern whether it was because of sun exposure or the darkness of the room in contrast. His arms looked more reliable- strong. She could see the definition of muscles through the soft skin that concealed them. There was one big difference though- she remembered from when he had been mind-wiped, the look of peacefulness that graced his features when she had ordered him to sleep under the Mesmer. Holly recalled how she had been reminded once again of the Irish boy's age and how he was still merely a boy under that heartless character that he chose to masquerade. Now, however, he wore the same peaceful expression; his face slack, the thought creases on his forehead vanished, yet he no longer looked like a child. Artemis had grown up- he had changed. And although even the character he embodied two years ago was a lot more compassionate than the soul-less 12 year old she had first encountered, this 16 year old was no longer the same Artemis she had come to know.
"I'm sorry," she whispered hesitantly, and brushed his cold, damp cheek. She bent down so she was eye-level with the sleeping adolescent.
"I didn't give you the proper chance." She pursed her lips, thoughtfully. "I'll try again. Please forgive me."
And with that, Holly Short, Captain of the LEP pulled a blanket up around the sleeping figure then went round to the other side of the bed, crawled in and fell asleep.
--
A/N: ::drums fingers:: hmm... that was fun. To be perfectly honest I had no idea what I was going to do with this chapter but sometimes it's best to write when you're really tired- the ideas just flow. Well, anyway, once again, read the last chapter (Building plans, shattering feelings) because your going to be lost if you don't. I hope you liked this chapter!