Disclaimer: I do not own Eoin Colfer and I am not Artemis Fowl. No.....
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Dimple: You always leave the nicest reviews.(
Evil Purple Cliffie Bunny: I know, I hope that you like this chappie better. The last chapter was more just telling everyone what was happening and setting Artemis up with his new plan.
A/N: I just remembered something from TAI that doesn't quite match up with my story. See in TAI Foaly makes fun of the humans for still using wires and cords. In my fanfic the faeries are using wires that Amber needed to cut. I am immensely sorry for this mistake, but I can't change it now. Again I apologize and hope that you might still be able to enjoy the story.
Chapter 28
Amber didn't know how long she'd been unconscious, she just knew that when she awoke she experienced the worst pain imaginable. When she was young, around 9 or 10, she had a wart on her leg removed by the doctor with nitrogen peroxide. She could still remember how it burned and froze at the same time. It stung a little, but the pain wasn't much. Now though she felt like the nitrogen was running through every vein in her body, filling her lungs and making it painful to breath. She couldn't think of anything but the pain.
She didn't even notice when a hand touched her chin pulling her mouth open slightly and laying the mouthpiece of a bottle on it. She did notice though when a warm liquid poured out of the nozzle, dumping into her mouth. She coughed and spit out the liquid, not caring that it went all over her face and neck.
"Drink it," said a voice, soft but stern. "It will help."
Amber tried to open her eyes, to see the person who was speaking, but when she did everything was a blur, she could only see a blob of color where the person who owned the voice must be.
Amber didn't know who it was, and she especially didn't know whether she could trust them or not, but she did know that she didn't have another choice. The pain was excruciating, and she would do anything to make it go away. So she opened her mouth and let the stranger pour the liquid in.
She felt the hot liquid rush down her throat, warming every part of her body and relieving her veins of the immense pain. As soon as the pain was gone though, Amber fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Artemis crept down the hallway, the ever-vigilant Butler staying near, watching him with a wary eye like he always had. Whoever...... Or whatever stopped Amber from cutting those wires might still be in the hallway.
"The wire box is open," whispered Artemis. "That means that she must have gotten here, but was snatched from this spot."
Artemis reached in and quickly clipped the wires.
"Whatever took Amber and Kyle is gone now," commented Butler.
Artemis sighed. He had half hoped that the "whatever" would still be there, it would help them find Amber sooner.
He sat on the ground, his laptop propped up in his lap. He started typing furiously, till the relief filling words appeared on the screen.
ACESS GRANTED
He smiled. "Foaly, Root, we're in."
~*~
It took all of Holly's strength to keep her magic from scurrying to her shoulder wound and healing it. She could smell her own blood, and she longed to move from the painful angle that her body was in, but she didn't dare risk notifying Brice that she was alive.
Brice sighed impatiently. "What's taking so long?" he demanded.
Before Brian could reply, the computer went dead. And Brice had his hands around Brian's throat.
"What did you do?!" Brice roared his eyes burning threateningly.
"I didn't do anything!" Said Brian, trying to wiggle from Brice's grasp.
Brice hit him open-handedly. "That's a lie Fowl, and you don't want to lie to me."
"I'm not lying," said Brian, now on the ground from the blow. "I didn't do anything, it must have been the LEP."
"Tie him up," said Brice, turning to one of the guards. "The rest of you alert our soldiers to pull back from the LEP forces, I think that they're only a distraction. Something is afoot here."
~*~
"D'Arvit," said Trouble as he saw his enemies start slowly backing out of the corridor. "Root," He said into his walkie. "Cudgeon's on to us, the troops are pulling back."
"D'Arvit," Root swore. "Retreat then regroup in room D206, John and I, and with any luck Artemis and Butler will be there to meet you."
Trouble gave the orders and within 4 minutes he and his team were in room D206 waiting for their commander.
~*~
Amber opened her eyes and was flooded with relief at her clear vision. The pain in her lungs was gone. Even her headache was gone.
"Feel better?" asked the voice that gave her the warm liquid earlier.
"Yes, thank you," she said, turning to the voice.
Sitting a few feet away from her was a pretty young elf with brown hair and green eyes. She looked awfully familiar...
"I was your guard when the LEP put you under arrest," said the girl, as if reading her mind. "My names Rebecca Moss, but you can call me Becca. You're Amber Fowl, right?"
"Right," replied Amber. "Do you know where we are?"
Becca shook her head. "No, Kyle and I were just talking about that."
Amber looked to the other side of her where she saw the familiar features of her son's bodyguard.
"This prison must have taken a nice chunk of change to built," Amber mused as she studied her cell.
It was a giant square box, no windows and no doors that she could see. All black marble. Not a piece of furniture insight, save the single lamp on the ceiling that sent off an eerie glow of light.
"We noticed that too," said Kyle.
"So we speculate," continued Becca, "that this prison is in Brice's home."
"Why Brice's home?" Asked Amber. "His father was nothing but an LEP lackey..."
"True," agreed Becca, "but his mother, Primrose Stonewall, was filthy rich. Most people think that's why Briar married her. Anyway, right after Briar's death she committed suicide, leaving Brice with quite a bit of cash."
Amber nodded. "So, any escape plans?"
No one spoke.
~*~
Artemis and Butler stepped into the LEP's grouping room, where the commander has already started the meeting. Root had contacted them shortly after he got off the line with Trouble.
"Thanks to Artemis," continued Root, barely acknowledging their entrance. "The computers are down and Brice cannot launch his virus. But now, ladies and gentleman, is the real danger time. Now Brice is mad, and he's going to come after us with a few really big guns."
A/N: I don't like this chapter anymore than the last one. Goodness what's wrong with me. Anyway, I'll work extra hard on the next one.
Dimple: You always leave the nicest reviews.(
Evil Purple Cliffie Bunny: I know, I hope that you like this chappie better. The last chapter was more just telling everyone what was happening and setting Artemis up with his new plan.
A/N: I just remembered something from TAI that doesn't quite match up with my story. See in TAI Foaly makes fun of the humans for still using wires and cords. In my fanfic the faeries are using wires that Amber needed to cut. I am immensely sorry for this mistake, but I can't change it now. Again I apologize and hope that you might still be able to enjoy the story.
Chapter 28
Amber didn't know how long she'd been unconscious, she just knew that when she awoke she experienced the worst pain imaginable. When she was young, around 9 or 10, she had a wart on her leg removed by the doctor with nitrogen peroxide. She could still remember how it burned and froze at the same time. It stung a little, but the pain wasn't much. Now though she felt like the nitrogen was running through every vein in her body, filling her lungs and making it painful to breath. She couldn't think of anything but the pain.
She didn't even notice when a hand touched her chin pulling her mouth open slightly and laying the mouthpiece of a bottle on it. She did notice though when a warm liquid poured out of the nozzle, dumping into her mouth. She coughed and spit out the liquid, not caring that it went all over her face and neck.
"Drink it," said a voice, soft but stern. "It will help."
Amber tried to open her eyes, to see the person who was speaking, but when she did everything was a blur, she could only see a blob of color where the person who owned the voice must be.
Amber didn't know who it was, and she especially didn't know whether she could trust them or not, but she did know that she didn't have another choice. The pain was excruciating, and she would do anything to make it go away. So she opened her mouth and let the stranger pour the liquid in.
She felt the hot liquid rush down her throat, warming every part of her body and relieving her veins of the immense pain. As soon as the pain was gone though, Amber fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Artemis crept down the hallway, the ever-vigilant Butler staying near, watching him with a wary eye like he always had. Whoever...... Or whatever stopped Amber from cutting those wires might still be in the hallway.
"The wire box is open," whispered Artemis. "That means that she must have gotten here, but was snatched from this spot."
Artemis reached in and quickly clipped the wires.
"Whatever took Amber and Kyle is gone now," commented Butler.
Artemis sighed. He had half hoped that the "whatever" would still be there, it would help them find Amber sooner.
He sat on the ground, his laptop propped up in his lap. He started typing furiously, till the relief filling words appeared on the screen.
ACESS GRANTED
He smiled. "Foaly, Root, we're in."
~*~
It took all of Holly's strength to keep her magic from scurrying to her shoulder wound and healing it. She could smell her own blood, and she longed to move from the painful angle that her body was in, but she didn't dare risk notifying Brice that she was alive.
Brice sighed impatiently. "What's taking so long?" he demanded.
Before Brian could reply, the computer went dead. And Brice had his hands around Brian's throat.
"What did you do?!" Brice roared his eyes burning threateningly.
"I didn't do anything!" Said Brian, trying to wiggle from Brice's grasp.
Brice hit him open-handedly. "That's a lie Fowl, and you don't want to lie to me."
"I'm not lying," said Brian, now on the ground from the blow. "I didn't do anything, it must have been the LEP."
"Tie him up," said Brice, turning to one of the guards. "The rest of you alert our soldiers to pull back from the LEP forces, I think that they're only a distraction. Something is afoot here."
~*~
"D'Arvit," said Trouble as he saw his enemies start slowly backing out of the corridor. "Root," He said into his walkie. "Cudgeon's on to us, the troops are pulling back."
"D'Arvit," Root swore. "Retreat then regroup in room D206, John and I, and with any luck Artemis and Butler will be there to meet you."
Trouble gave the orders and within 4 minutes he and his team were in room D206 waiting for their commander.
~*~
Amber opened her eyes and was flooded with relief at her clear vision. The pain in her lungs was gone. Even her headache was gone.
"Feel better?" asked the voice that gave her the warm liquid earlier.
"Yes, thank you," she said, turning to the voice.
Sitting a few feet away from her was a pretty young elf with brown hair and green eyes. She looked awfully familiar...
"I was your guard when the LEP put you under arrest," said the girl, as if reading her mind. "My names Rebecca Moss, but you can call me Becca. You're Amber Fowl, right?"
"Right," replied Amber. "Do you know where we are?"
Becca shook her head. "No, Kyle and I were just talking about that."
Amber looked to the other side of her where she saw the familiar features of her son's bodyguard.
"This prison must have taken a nice chunk of change to built," Amber mused as she studied her cell.
It was a giant square box, no windows and no doors that she could see. All black marble. Not a piece of furniture insight, save the single lamp on the ceiling that sent off an eerie glow of light.
"We noticed that too," said Kyle.
"So we speculate," continued Becca, "that this prison is in Brice's home."
"Why Brice's home?" Asked Amber. "His father was nothing but an LEP lackey..."
"True," agreed Becca, "but his mother, Primrose Stonewall, was filthy rich. Most people think that's why Briar married her. Anyway, right after Briar's death she committed suicide, leaving Brice with quite a bit of cash."
Amber nodded. "So, any escape plans?"
No one spoke.
~*~
Artemis and Butler stepped into the LEP's grouping room, where the commander has already started the meeting. Root had contacted them shortly after he got off the line with Trouble.
"Thanks to Artemis," continued Root, barely acknowledging their entrance. "The computers are down and Brice cannot launch his virus. But now, ladies and gentleman, is the real danger time. Now Brice is mad, and he's going to come after us with a few really big guns."
A/N: I don't like this chapter anymore than the last one. Goodness what's wrong with me. Anyway, I'll work extra hard on the next one.