Disclaimer: I do not own Eoin Colfer and I am not Artemis Fowl. No.....
Wait...
A/N: As you all can see I have changed my pen name. I guess they made up a new rule about two people having the same pen name, and they kept on saying that my name was Nicole12, and I didn't want to be Nicole12...
A/N: This chapter might seem a little H/A, but it's not I promise.
Chapter 27
Everything happened in slow motion for Holly. She saw Brice lift the gun, she saw him pull the trigger, and she saw the bullet shooting towards her. Her options shot through her brain. If she simply ducked the bullet would miss her, but Brice would know that she had not been shot and simply shoot her again. She had to take the bullet, and simply hope that the wound would not be fatal. She moved her body slightly to the left and felt the bullet go deep into her right shoulder. The impact through her off her feet, and she lay motionless on the ground.
Brice smiled. "Well now that that's over..."
Brian opened his eyes and stared blankly at the screen before he spoke. "You shot her," his voice was neutral, but there was an empty feeling inside of him.
My fault, a voice in his head kept saying over and over again. It's all my fault....
~*~
Artemis's eyes widened in shock as he saw Holly land on the ground, blood pouring from her uniform.
"Oh no," he whispered. "Holly...."
Butler lay a hand on Artemis' shoulder. "She knew that there would be risks," he said, though he doubted that he had convinced Artemis. He hadn't even convinced himself.
~*~
Trouble heard a voice sound off over the intercom as his men continued to send random laser shots throughout the hallway.
"Cease fire immediately," said the voice. "Or we will be forced to stop you ourselves."
"Keep firing!" Trouble yelled to his comrades.
Barely a minute later a squad of steroid pumped up elves ran into the hallway, taking cover behind various objects, and shooting at Trouble's men. Out of instinct, Trouble ducked behind a desk and was relieved to see his officers had reacted similar to he.
I hope Holly's ok, thought Trouble.
~*~
"I'm losing my patience Fowl," Brice said as he stood at Brian's shoulder.
"It will be a few more minutes," said Brian calmly, though his brain was working overtime.
Brice grabbed Brian by the collar, lifting him out of the chair. "Cut that time in half and I might not kill you."
He let go of him and Brian fell back in his chair. Hard.
Brian's mind was working faster then most people, but he couldn't grasp a single idea that would get him out of this mess. Like trying to grasp a fish in a pond. All he could do was hope that his father would fix this.
For him that was a thin hope.
~*~
Artemis crawled through the vent, grief enveloping him. He was never friends with Holly, not really, but somehow it hurt him so deeply when she was shot. Maybe, somewhere in all that they had been through together they had bonded. He knew that he had to draw his mind off Holly though, plan B was waiting.
They had created a plan A and plan B in the attic. Plan A was that Holly would get into the main database and destroy the main computer with foaly's bomb. That plan didn't work out. Plan B was that Artemis would connect his laptop to the system and destroy the computer through the inside. He prayed that Amber has succeeded in cutting those two wires, one controlled the security measures and the other controlled the protection of the computers. If she didn't cut the wires then he wasn't getting in.
Artemis and Butler slid from the vent onto the floor. Artemis quickly plugged his laptop into a nearby outlet. After pressing the keys and typing in the password that Foaly had told him, Artemis was shocked to see these words flashing across the screen:
ACESS DENIED
Artemis slid one of Foaly's marvelous machines into his ear.
"Talk to me Foaly," he said.
"What do you want me to say?" came Foaly's voice through the earpiece. He almost sounded sad. "If it's not working then Amber didn't pull the wires."
A lead ball dropped in Artemis's stomach.
~*~
Amber slipped gently from the vent to the floor of the fifth corridor, followed closely by Kyle.
To her relief there was no one else in the hallway. That would have complicated things far too much. She nodded to Kyle and they crept down the hallway as quietly as possible.
"Here it is," she whispered, opening a small electric box.
She didn't think anything of it when Kyle didn't reply, that, not until she felt a cold sensation in the back of her neck and passed out.
A/N: Don't really like this chapter much, but oh well.
A/N: As you all can see I have changed my pen name. I guess they made up a new rule about two people having the same pen name, and they kept on saying that my name was Nicole12, and I didn't want to be Nicole12...
A/N: This chapter might seem a little H/A, but it's not I promise.
Chapter 27
Everything happened in slow motion for Holly. She saw Brice lift the gun, she saw him pull the trigger, and she saw the bullet shooting towards her. Her options shot through her brain. If she simply ducked the bullet would miss her, but Brice would know that she had not been shot and simply shoot her again. She had to take the bullet, and simply hope that the wound would not be fatal. She moved her body slightly to the left and felt the bullet go deep into her right shoulder. The impact through her off her feet, and she lay motionless on the ground.
Brice smiled. "Well now that that's over..."
Brian opened his eyes and stared blankly at the screen before he spoke. "You shot her," his voice was neutral, but there was an empty feeling inside of him.
My fault, a voice in his head kept saying over and over again. It's all my fault....
~*~
Artemis's eyes widened in shock as he saw Holly land on the ground, blood pouring from her uniform.
"Oh no," he whispered. "Holly...."
Butler lay a hand on Artemis' shoulder. "She knew that there would be risks," he said, though he doubted that he had convinced Artemis. He hadn't even convinced himself.
~*~
Trouble heard a voice sound off over the intercom as his men continued to send random laser shots throughout the hallway.
"Cease fire immediately," said the voice. "Or we will be forced to stop you ourselves."
"Keep firing!" Trouble yelled to his comrades.
Barely a minute later a squad of steroid pumped up elves ran into the hallway, taking cover behind various objects, and shooting at Trouble's men. Out of instinct, Trouble ducked behind a desk and was relieved to see his officers had reacted similar to he.
I hope Holly's ok, thought Trouble.
~*~
"I'm losing my patience Fowl," Brice said as he stood at Brian's shoulder.
"It will be a few more minutes," said Brian calmly, though his brain was working overtime.
Brice grabbed Brian by the collar, lifting him out of the chair. "Cut that time in half and I might not kill you."
He let go of him and Brian fell back in his chair. Hard.
Brian's mind was working faster then most people, but he couldn't grasp a single idea that would get him out of this mess. Like trying to grasp a fish in a pond. All he could do was hope that his father would fix this.
For him that was a thin hope.
~*~
Artemis crawled through the vent, grief enveloping him. He was never friends with Holly, not really, but somehow it hurt him so deeply when she was shot. Maybe, somewhere in all that they had been through together they had bonded. He knew that he had to draw his mind off Holly though, plan B was waiting.
They had created a plan A and plan B in the attic. Plan A was that Holly would get into the main database and destroy the main computer with foaly's bomb. That plan didn't work out. Plan B was that Artemis would connect his laptop to the system and destroy the computer through the inside. He prayed that Amber has succeeded in cutting those two wires, one controlled the security measures and the other controlled the protection of the computers. If she didn't cut the wires then he wasn't getting in.
Artemis and Butler slid from the vent onto the floor. Artemis quickly plugged his laptop into a nearby outlet. After pressing the keys and typing in the password that Foaly had told him, Artemis was shocked to see these words flashing across the screen:
ACESS DENIED
Artemis slid one of Foaly's marvelous machines into his ear.
"Talk to me Foaly," he said.
"What do you want me to say?" came Foaly's voice through the earpiece. He almost sounded sad. "If it's not working then Amber didn't pull the wires."
A lead ball dropped in Artemis's stomach.
~*~
Amber slipped gently from the vent to the floor of the fifth corridor, followed closely by Kyle.
To her relief there was no one else in the hallway. That would have complicated things far too much. She nodded to Kyle and they crept down the hallway as quietly as possible.
"Here it is," she whispered, opening a small electric box.
She didn't think anything of it when Kyle didn't reply, that, not until she felt a cold sensation in the back of her neck and passed out.
A/N: Don't really like this chapter much, but oh well.