I really am getting good at quick updates.

Disclaimer: I own all........materials that you do not recognize from the book. (Aha! I had you there for a second!) But I wish I could have Trouble. Then I could tease him about his name. Ryan! Ryan! La la la la, de da!

Trouble:Hey!

Me:: Where did you come from?

Trouble: You kidnapped me remember? And now you're making fun of me on the Internet!

Me: What else is fan fiction for?

CHAPTER 7

OPERATIONS BOOTH

Holly and Artemis had gotten Foaly and walked to Ops. That is where they were now-

"Trouble got kidnapped!" Foaly exclaimed. "A real shame. He was one of our best officers."

"He was captured by Opal Koboi!" Holly said in outrage. "Her new power is ice. She's trying to use it to kill me. Trouble then said something else. He said I said I had Hapgrooga something's gift."

Foaly went pale and Artemis looked to the floor. "I think what you meant was Hephaestrus's Gift." Arteimis said.

Holly gasped. "How would you know?"

Foaly sighed, "Sit down Holly. We need to talk."

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Trouble woke up on the floor of a cell. How did he get here? A pixie walked into the room. Oh yeah. He had been kidnapped.

Opal had knocked him out on the way there after explaining her devious plan. She would torture him, drain him of his magic, then slit his throat in front of Holly. Perfect.

Trouble had only half believed this. Opal did not know how tough he could be.

Opal was now wearing a short, electric blue dress. She spoke. "Are you alright?"

Trouble did not speak. Instead he reached for his knife. But it was gone. And so was his mini pistol and grenade chip.

Opal sighed. "Oh, I had to take those away from you. Don't want you hurting yourself." She played with her charm necklace. There were five charms- a lightning bolt, a micro chip, and in the center was a large glass tube with silver and blue liquid inside.

Trouble saw the tube. Hmm...what could it be?

"Where am I?" Trouble growled.

Opal licked her lips. "Somewhere. I can't tell you."

Trouble gritted his teeth. "Who are you?"

Opal looked at the ceiling and giggled. "Can't tell you that either."

Trouble sighed. "What can you tell me?"

Koboi smirked. "That you're in for a rough life kid. And I almost forgot!"

She turned around, grabbed a girl by the arm and threw her at Trouble's feet. "Bakira here will be your cell partner."

Bakira stood up and emitted a low growl. Her fingernails grew into long claws.

Opal shoved her down again. "No, no. What have I told you about using your power?"

The girl did not respond. Opal turned around and walked out, without a goodbye.

Trouble rushed over to Bakira. "Are you okay?"

Bakira stood up. She had short, jet black hair that rested above her shoulders, covering her pointed ears. She had the facial features of a fairy, but she stood tall, about Juliet's height.

Her brown eyes glared at the captain. "I'm fine." She had a hard, American accent.

"What-who are you?" Trouble asked.

Bakira straightened her black coat. "I am Bakniria Greenstine. I am nicknamed Bakira because I have...Bast's power. I have the power to bacome like a panther. I can't actually become one, but I can have claws appear and stuff."

"Why are you so-."

"Tall?" Bakira interrupted. "I'm a Mud fairy."

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Artemis sighed. "I looked it up. It's actually more of a legend then anything else."

"Explain." Holly demanded.

Foaly took over. "A very long time ago, probably before the days of the Frond dynasty, Hephaestrus was the Greek god of smith and fire. He was a fair man, and believed that only cruel people should be treated unequal."

"Hephaestrus wanted to reward those who have done good deeds." Foaly continued. "So he gave seven fairies and seven Mud People the power fire, but there was a downside. You see, the power had to be activated. For fairies, it was healing three different humans or saving a human's life. For Mud People, it's getting a fairy to do an amazing action for you, like sacrificing themselves. Actually the Mud People term applies to fairies too."

Holly gaped at him. "But why didn't Trouble tell me earlier?"

Foaly looked at her squarly. "He was bound to a promise. He could not tell you until your eighty fifth birthday. Otherwise, he would be haunted by horrible night terrors. And not of ghosts either. About ninety-two different ways for you to be slaughterd."

Holly winced. "How did he know?"

"He was there when you were born. He saw your birthmark on your ankle. It's Hepahestus's mark. And right now, it should be glowing."

*~*~* I know, sjort chapter, but it's 11:30 pm and I'm feeling sick. So i'm going to bed!

**Goes to bed**

**Next Morning**

What? Oh, yeah. I forgot to tunr the comuter off. I'm tired.

Mila-taloa-han---