Hello! Welcome to my story. Meh.
For every chapter I post (doesn't matter what story) I get an average of around 11 reviews, or somewhere around there. But that's just an average. Why did I decide to average them you ask? I have no idea.
Like I said before, I don't really like care for romance, but I am slowly starting to like the concept of doing strange pairings that hardly anyone else does. Don't ask me why, I just simply find it fun and challenging.
To my reviewers: THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH! I like getting reviews, makes me feel happy. ^-^; Oh, about the whole mindwipe thing. Sorry about that, I couldn't find any of my books at the moment and couldn't remember what it was called. So sorry, won't happen again.
Ever want to write close to the last chapter before you even finished the second? I did. All the cool things happen after this chapter, it's not fair! T-T
Disclaimer: Hmmmm, if I owned these characters than I would be filthy stinking rich, but I'm not. So, I guess I don't own the characters. I DO OWN THE PLOT SO BACK OFF YOU...you...PLOT STEALER PERSON THING YOU!
Chapter 2: Here is where I say my final goodbye ===============================================
Holly Short woke up nearly two hours before her alarm clock went off. It seemed almost like a miracle; Holly had actually beaten the clock awake
She turned off the device of torture and turned blankly up towards the ceiling. She couldn't remember the feeling of being happy very well, but when she first woke up she seemed very content.
It was impossible for her to remember dreams; no matter how hard she tried she couldn't quite get it together. The only times she had ever dreamed was when she was a child and again a few times when she was in training. Her dreams of one day being in the Recon and hopefully marrying a handsome captain with a colorful record. With the officers currently hired, Holly could almost guarantee that that dream would not be coming true any time soon.
"I better start getting ready for work." grumbled Holly, rolling off her futon.
She dragged herself to the shower. What she needed was a wakeup call, a good cold one. But with water the way it was underground it was not likely to happen.
She stood in the shower, allowing the warm water to pour all over her body. 'At least people doing Fowl watch have to come in early,' she thought, 'that way I have a better chance of getting today's shift.'
She somehow managed to get everything done on her morning routine without thinking much. The only thing that really made her sigh in relief was the fact she didn't own a car.
Holly walked slowly towards Police Plaza. It wasn't late enough in the day for angry mobs to form outside, but still early enough for people to stop by and complain to her. She would admit it was annoying, but she wouldn't give in. She simply stated 'police business' and the imposer would step aside, not enough gall to keep her away from the office for some ill- advised problem.
She took a step through the front door, very happy to see that Private Frond wasn't at the secretary desk this early in the morning. For once she wouldn't have to put up with gossip this and makeup that.
"Good morning Corporal Cedar." She stated lightly, heading towards his desk.
"Hello," He yawned really loudly and went back to pretending to be interested in the files on his computer. Of course, that was before he realized who he was talking to. "Oh! Err, Good morning Captain. My, you sure are in awfully early this morning. I swear, we thought we'd never see the day. We, as in the other officers I mean."
"Yeah yeah." She mumbled.
"Yes, when Commander Root hears about this we might have to call the paramedics. We aren't situated for heart attacks here at the LEP."
"Speaking of which, has Root come in yet?"
"Here let me check..." He got onto the admittance file on his computer.
'I think I almost prefer Lili to this idiot. Is it really that hard to forget when a red faced, temperamental, commander comes in for early shift?' She thought, tapping her foot rather impatiently.
"Yes he has, about two hours ago."
"Ok, thank you."
She made her way to Roots office. She had to come up with a reasonable excuse why she wanted Fowl watch and quick, decided to stick with the trusty 'If I don't, who will?'
She approached his door and knocked lightly against it.
"Foaly, I SWEAR, if you come in here one more time asking for higher pay then I WILL suspend you!"
"Umm Commander?" She slid her way into the room, deciding better against taking the seat in front of his desk. She assumed Root was not in one of his better moods, considering the deep magenta hue of his face.
He practically choked on the cigar he was smoking, "Sh-Short!?"
"Yes sir."
"What are you doing here this early; your shift doesn't start in another hour!"
"I know. I just came in to request for today's Fowl watch."
"The stress must really be going to my head," he mumbled, rubbing his temples lightly. "Foaly keeps coming in here no matter how many times I threaten him and then Holly comes in early for a change, and just too top things off she wants Fowl watch. I would think after the mindwipe you would kill anyone who so much mentioned him"
"Commander please. How many other people do you think will willingly volunteer for this assignment?"
He sighed, knowing the answer. A grand total of none. "But do you really want to do it? I probably could drag in Captain Kelp or Vein."
"Commander I think I most applied for this assignment. I do have the most experience and that invitation is still valid for entrance into his house."
Root pulled out another cigar and began to puff on it a bit. "Foaly and I were just getting more ideas for Fowl watch. Wouldn't you want to wait out for a little bit?"
She shook her head, "No sir, I am positive I want to do it now."
He puffed a big cloud of smoke in front of him. Deep in thought, "Today only. But, from now on you come in early for work or not at all."
She sighed, "Yes sir," If Root was always this calm in the morning then she would be more than happy to oblige.
"Now go to Ops and get gear from Foaly, I want you on the quickest flight above ground. We are behind schedule enough as it is."
"Yessir"
******************************************************************* Dublin Ireland: Fowl Manner
Holly had finally made it to Dublin. It hadn't been long at all but to Holly it seemed like hours in that pod.
She shielded herself and flew to Fowl manor. It was a beautiful night, no clouds were out and the stars shone brightly from their places in the vast void of space. The moon was a crescent shape, it reminded Holly of a story she had heard once that the mudmen had thought a demon snake, or something around those lines, was eating the moon. This was back a long time ago so they thought it would be smart to try to kill the snake by shooting at it with their guns. She had almost laughed when she heard the story until she learned how many of them were killed from the bullets that game back down.
Holly decided a nearby pine tree would be a perfect place for the base of operations and landed in its secluded branches. Getting situated, she turned on her COM link to Foaly.
"Hey Holls, what do you need?"
"Nothing big, I was just letting you know that I have arrived. Oh and I need to know what the mudman time is."
He let out a sigh, "It is currently 7:45 pm. Our records show that it is exactly one hour and 45 minutes since the Fowls gathered for dinner."
"Thanks, Ill let you know if something interesting happens."
"I somehow find that unlikely."
She put the mic on mute and decided to patrol the manor, looking in through windows that a person seemed to occupy.
There wasn't anything really interesting. Juliet was cleaning; Mr. and Mrs. Fowl were in the study. Reading she presumed. She couldn't find Butler, but guessed that he was probably training. Waking up and finding out you are in no condition to protect your charge isn't exactly something you can dismiss easily. Surprisingly, Fowl was doing something away from his laptop.
She turned the link back on, "Foaly do you see what I am seeing?"
"No Holly I don't, I simply gave you the Iris cam and your helmet so you can play with them and take pretty pictures."
"Foaly just look, he is writing. Artemis Fowl is writing inside what appears to be a journal, instead of simply typing them up on his computer."
"Heh, I guess there are some things we don't know about him."
"Yeah I guess so."
After doing a few rounds around the manor, Holly decided to head back to her headquarters, aka, the pine tree in the Fowls front yard.
When it got late and everyone went to bed, she decided it would be wise to do the same thing. Her shift ended when the sun went down the next day so she was going to treasure ever minute of sleep she could get. Setting her wings aside, she dozed off in the tree.
**************************************************************
Holly awoke around 5:45am with a shock from her locator. It was programmed to go off when one of them woke up, just in case she accidentally slept through the whole watch.
Yawning, she put back on her wings and headed to the source.
Butler had gotten up. He was currently taking a shower, so she thought better of following it.
About half an hour later, Juliet woke up and headed to her shower almost at the same time Butler came out of his, got changed, and went down stairs to fix breakfast.
Her stomach growled loudly as she watched him. Fresh squeezed orange juice, coffee, pancakes, omelets, and other breakfast items.
Not being able to take the torture anymore, she went back to the tree and grabbed a health bar. Not the least bit appetizing or appealing, but she managed to choke it down. In agony she continued to watch him cook.
It was amusing watching the residents for that day; it seemed almost like one of those sitcoms only a bit more realistic.
Artemis shut himself away in his room for the longest time. It only got interesting when Juliet came in with sandwiches repeated times to try to get him to eat something.
Gradually he lost his temper and almost yelled at her, of course that resulted in Artemis getting kicked in the shin for being what Juliet liked to call 'rude'. Not exactly what Holly was expecting to happen, but Juliet had grown up some. Or at least she did before she been mindwiped. Butler, in the end, had to drag her out of the study and mention something about being a bit more nicer to Artemis seeing as she was going to be leaving soon.
Things just went practically down hill from there. Holly waited, hours and hours. Just remembering the good and not so good times they had shared. Then, her shift began to end. She only volunteered for Fowl watch for one thing, and she needed to do it now.
Everyone had gathered in the study. Both of the Artemis' were on laptops; Juliet was flipping through a magazine; Mrs. Fowl and Butler were reading books.
Turning down her link to Foaly, she flew down to the window, almost tempted to turn off her shield.
"It may mean nothing to you," she whispered, not caring that they couldn't hear her. "But I am sorry."
She wanted them to look at her. Too see how much grief they had put her through, to see her pain. But she couldn't call out to them, she couldn't leave them a note, she could just say it and hope things would be just fine.
"I feel so guilty, even though it's not my fault and yet at the same time, it is. I'm sorry I took those memories from you, I am so incredibly sorry."
She paused, not really knowing what to say next. "I guess this is my final goodbye..."
She closed her eyes and took off from the ground. Every second she spent there was more than she cared to bear.
'Now,' she thought, 'maybe my mind will let me be. The elf that I am, imperfect in every way.'
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Yeah I know, it stunk, a lot. But that's what you get when you mix me, no caffeine, and late hours on the computer.
Thank you: Sara, for helping me de-crap-o-tize the chapter. I really appreciate it.
Sorry if everyone is OOC, and it was short, and the ending was very corny. I promise it will get better over time
Well, you know that drill, no non-constructive flames, I do accept criticism; I like praise more than anything.
For every chapter I post (doesn't matter what story) I get an average of around 11 reviews, or somewhere around there. But that's just an average. Why did I decide to average them you ask? I have no idea.
Like I said before, I don't really like care for romance, but I am slowly starting to like the concept of doing strange pairings that hardly anyone else does. Don't ask me why, I just simply find it fun and challenging.
To my reviewers: THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH! I like getting reviews, makes me feel happy. ^-^; Oh, about the whole mindwipe thing. Sorry about that, I couldn't find any of my books at the moment and couldn't remember what it was called. So sorry, won't happen again.
Ever want to write close to the last chapter before you even finished the second? I did. All the cool things happen after this chapter, it's not fair! T-T
Disclaimer: Hmmmm, if I owned these characters than I would be filthy stinking rich, but I'm not. So, I guess I don't own the characters. I DO OWN THE PLOT SO BACK OFF YOU...you...PLOT STEALER PERSON THING YOU!
Chapter 2: Here is where I say my final goodbye ===============================================
Holly Short woke up nearly two hours before her alarm clock went off. It seemed almost like a miracle; Holly had actually beaten the clock awake
She turned off the device of torture and turned blankly up towards the ceiling. She couldn't remember the feeling of being happy very well, but when she first woke up she seemed very content.
It was impossible for her to remember dreams; no matter how hard she tried she couldn't quite get it together. The only times she had ever dreamed was when she was a child and again a few times when she was in training. Her dreams of one day being in the Recon and hopefully marrying a handsome captain with a colorful record. With the officers currently hired, Holly could almost guarantee that that dream would not be coming true any time soon.
"I better start getting ready for work." grumbled Holly, rolling off her futon.
She dragged herself to the shower. What she needed was a wakeup call, a good cold one. But with water the way it was underground it was not likely to happen.
She stood in the shower, allowing the warm water to pour all over her body. 'At least people doing Fowl watch have to come in early,' she thought, 'that way I have a better chance of getting today's shift.'
She somehow managed to get everything done on her morning routine without thinking much. The only thing that really made her sigh in relief was the fact she didn't own a car.
Holly walked slowly towards Police Plaza. It wasn't late enough in the day for angry mobs to form outside, but still early enough for people to stop by and complain to her. She would admit it was annoying, but she wouldn't give in. She simply stated 'police business' and the imposer would step aside, not enough gall to keep her away from the office for some ill- advised problem.
She took a step through the front door, very happy to see that Private Frond wasn't at the secretary desk this early in the morning. For once she wouldn't have to put up with gossip this and makeup that.
"Good morning Corporal Cedar." She stated lightly, heading towards his desk.
"Hello," He yawned really loudly and went back to pretending to be interested in the files on his computer. Of course, that was before he realized who he was talking to. "Oh! Err, Good morning Captain. My, you sure are in awfully early this morning. I swear, we thought we'd never see the day. We, as in the other officers I mean."
"Yeah yeah." She mumbled.
"Yes, when Commander Root hears about this we might have to call the paramedics. We aren't situated for heart attacks here at the LEP."
"Speaking of which, has Root come in yet?"
"Here let me check..." He got onto the admittance file on his computer.
'I think I almost prefer Lili to this idiot. Is it really that hard to forget when a red faced, temperamental, commander comes in for early shift?' She thought, tapping her foot rather impatiently.
"Yes he has, about two hours ago."
"Ok, thank you."
She made her way to Roots office. She had to come up with a reasonable excuse why she wanted Fowl watch and quick, decided to stick with the trusty 'If I don't, who will?'
She approached his door and knocked lightly against it.
"Foaly, I SWEAR, if you come in here one more time asking for higher pay then I WILL suspend you!"
"Umm Commander?" She slid her way into the room, deciding better against taking the seat in front of his desk. She assumed Root was not in one of his better moods, considering the deep magenta hue of his face.
He practically choked on the cigar he was smoking, "Sh-Short!?"
"Yes sir."
"What are you doing here this early; your shift doesn't start in another hour!"
"I know. I just came in to request for today's Fowl watch."
"The stress must really be going to my head," he mumbled, rubbing his temples lightly. "Foaly keeps coming in here no matter how many times I threaten him and then Holly comes in early for a change, and just too top things off she wants Fowl watch. I would think after the mindwipe you would kill anyone who so much mentioned him"
"Commander please. How many other people do you think will willingly volunteer for this assignment?"
He sighed, knowing the answer. A grand total of none. "But do you really want to do it? I probably could drag in Captain Kelp or Vein."
"Commander I think I most applied for this assignment. I do have the most experience and that invitation is still valid for entrance into his house."
Root pulled out another cigar and began to puff on it a bit. "Foaly and I were just getting more ideas for Fowl watch. Wouldn't you want to wait out for a little bit?"
She shook her head, "No sir, I am positive I want to do it now."
He puffed a big cloud of smoke in front of him. Deep in thought, "Today only. But, from now on you come in early for work or not at all."
She sighed, "Yes sir," If Root was always this calm in the morning then she would be more than happy to oblige.
"Now go to Ops and get gear from Foaly, I want you on the quickest flight above ground. We are behind schedule enough as it is."
"Yessir"
******************************************************************* Dublin Ireland: Fowl Manner
Holly had finally made it to Dublin. It hadn't been long at all but to Holly it seemed like hours in that pod.
She shielded herself and flew to Fowl manor. It was a beautiful night, no clouds were out and the stars shone brightly from their places in the vast void of space. The moon was a crescent shape, it reminded Holly of a story she had heard once that the mudmen had thought a demon snake, or something around those lines, was eating the moon. This was back a long time ago so they thought it would be smart to try to kill the snake by shooting at it with their guns. She had almost laughed when she heard the story until she learned how many of them were killed from the bullets that game back down.
Holly decided a nearby pine tree would be a perfect place for the base of operations and landed in its secluded branches. Getting situated, she turned on her COM link to Foaly.
"Hey Holls, what do you need?"
"Nothing big, I was just letting you know that I have arrived. Oh and I need to know what the mudman time is."
He let out a sigh, "It is currently 7:45 pm. Our records show that it is exactly one hour and 45 minutes since the Fowls gathered for dinner."
"Thanks, Ill let you know if something interesting happens."
"I somehow find that unlikely."
She put the mic on mute and decided to patrol the manor, looking in through windows that a person seemed to occupy.
There wasn't anything really interesting. Juliet was cleaning; Mr. and Mrs. Fowl were in the study. Reading she presumed. She couldn't find Butler, but guessed that he was probably training. Waking up and finding out you are in no condition to protect your charge isn't exactly something you can dismiss easily. Surprisingly, Fowl was doing something away from his laptop.
She turned the link back on, "Foaly do you see what I am seeing?"
"No Holly I don't, I simply gave you the Iris cam and your helmet so you can play with them and take pretty pictures."
"Foaly just look, he is writing. Artemis Fowl is writing inside what appears to be a journal, instead of simply typing them up on his computer."
"Heh, I guess there are some things we don't know about him."
"Yeah I guess so."
After doing a few rounds around the manor, Holly decided to head back to her headquarters, aka, the pine tree in the Fowls front yard.
When it got late and everyone went to bed, she decided it would be wise to do the same thing. Her shift ended when the sun went down the next day so she was going to treasure ever minute of sleep she could get. Setting her wings aside, she dozed off in the tree.
**************************************************************
Holly awoke around 5:45am with a shock from her locator. It was programmed to go off when one of them woke up, just in case she accidentally slept through the whole watch.
Yawning, she put back on her wings and headed to the source.
Butler had gotten up. He was currently taking a shower, so she thought better of following it.
About half an hour later, Juliet woke up and headed to her shower almost at the same time Butler came out of his, got changed, and went down stairs to fix breakfast.
Her stomach growled loudly as she watched him. Fresh squeezed orange juice, coffee, pancakes, omelets, and other breakfast items.
Not being able to take the torture anymore, she went back to the tree and grabbed a health bar. Not the least bit appetizing or appealing, but she managed to choke it down. In agony she continued to watch him cook.
It was amusing watching the residents for that day; it seemed almost like one of those sitcoms only a bit more realistic.
Artemis shut himself away in his room for the longest time. It only got interesting when Juliet came in with sandwiches repeated times to try to get him to eat something.
Gradually he lost his temper and almost yelled at her, of course that resulted in Artemis getting kicked in the shin for being what Juliet liked to call 'rude'. Not exactly what Holly was expecting to happen, but Juliet had grown up some. Or at least she did before she been mindwiped. Butler, in the end, had to drag her out of the study and mention something about being a bit more nicer to Artemis seeing as she was going to be leaving soon.
Things just went practically down hill from there. Holly waited, hours and hours. Just remembering the good and not so good times they had shared. Then, her shift began to end. She only volunteered for Fowl watch for one thing, and she needed to do it now.
Everyone had gathered in the study. Both of the Artemis' were on laptops; Juliet was flipping through a magazine; Mrs. Fowl and Butler were reading books.
Turning down her link to Foaly, she flew down to the window, almost tempted to turn off her shield.
"It may mean nothing to you," she whispered, not caring that they couldn't hear her. "But I am sorry."
She wanted them to look at her. Too see how much grief they had put her through, to see her pain. But she couldn't call out to them, she couldn't leave them a note, she could just say it and hope things would be just fine.
"I feel so guilty, even though it's not my fault and yet at the same time, it is. I'm sorry I took those memories from you, I am so incredibly sorry."
She paused, not really knowing what to say next. "I guess this is my final goodbye..."
She closed her eyes and took off from the ground. Every second she spent there was more than she cared to bear.
'Now,' she thought, 'maybe my mind will let me be. The elf that I am, imperfect in every way.'
===============================================================
Yeah I know, it stunk, a lot. But that's what you get when you mix me, no caffeine, and late hours on the computer.
Thank you: Sara, for helping me de-crap-o-tize the chapter. I really appreciate it.
Sorry if everyone is OOC, and it was short, and the ending was very corny. I promise it will get better over time
Well, you know that drill, no non-constructive flames, I do accept criticism; I like praise more than anything.