Jet: I finally continued!!!!

Artemis: Humph. Took you long enough.

Jet: If you don't stop bickering I will kill you off in the middle of the fic. MUAHAHAHAHA!!!

Artemis: O.O You wouldn't! The fic is about me!!!!!!!!

Jet: It is never to late to change that. But I wont if you do the Disclaimer.

Artemis: :grumble: Jet does not own Artemis fowl or any of the characters, except Klita, and the plot.

Jet: If I did own them, I wouldn't be writing, I would be off swimming in a big pool of money!!!!!!!!

Chapter 1: Meet the angel

Artemis awoke with a quick jerk. His back was slick and cool with sweat. Panting slightly, he propped his newly awoken body up on his hands. That dream had been so real. He knew it was a memory. Even then, he was uncomfortably aware of the marks, no, holes, on the side of his neck, positioned over the vein. They were black and deep, so deep that you could put your fingers in and push a little. It was sickening.

After he had received the bite, he had done his best to convince himself that it was all a hallucination, but the marks had stayed. It unnerved him. He did not want anyone to know, worrying that they would think that he was insane and was cutting himself. Also, he knew that insanity would be conceived as a weakness.

So, sighing, he got up and went to the bathroom that was to the side of his room. Opening a cabinet, he took out some skin coloured makeup that was his exact color and applied it until you couldn't tell that there were marks there at all. He sighed and looked up into a mirror to admire his handiwork. He could see sad, dark blue eyes in a disturbed pale masculine face. He didn't look like a maniac, so he had accomplished his task. He returned to his room and dressed for the day, another day at his school.

Once his mother had gotten word of Artemis's anti-social tendencies, She had moved him to a more public school so that he 'wouldn't feel intimidated by the other children.' He laughed harshly at that thought. Him? Intimidated? Yeah. When the world freezes over. Maybe.

So now he attended Riverwood High, where he was a sophomore. Fifteen and still kicking. Or, still moving, for that matter. . Artemis left the kicking up to Cameron Butler, the cousin of his esteemed - and retired - friend. He sighed when he thought about that. Cameron was nice and all, but he just couldn't replace Domovoi Butler. So, he grabbed his things and headed downstairs, where he quickly grabbed a bite to eat, said his farewells to Family and Co. and trudged to his car.

"Good morning, sir," said Cameron, who was at the wheel.

"Yes, Good day, Cameron," Artemis managed to mumble. Then he returned his gaze to the window as they set forth into town.

AT SCHOOL

"You're such a freak, Fowl," said Cleve, a boy sitting next to him. "With you're bodyguard and all, freaky. Didn't know that they assigned protectors to the undead." Cameron growled at this. Cleve was unfazed. "I'd like to see how tough you are without that gaud to protect you, Vampy." At Cameron's reaction, which was threatening and somewhat violent, to say the least, Cleve turned back to his buddy, Joe.

When Artemis was out of earshot, Joe, who had been listening, said, "I know how we can find out." And with this he whispered something. "We go. tomorrow." (A/N DUN DUN DUN!!!!!)

NEXT DAY NEXT DAY

Cleve watched as Artemis strolled in, cocky as usual. He scowled to Joe, when the teacher arrived signaling him to follow. The two approached the teacher's desk. "Mr. Luke", they said. "Yes, boys? How may I help you?" he responded. "By cooperating," replied Joe. Then he brought a gun to his temple.

"ALRIGHT, DON'T ANYONE OF YOU MOVE OR THE BASTARD TEACHER WILL HAVE A ONE- WAY TRIP TO HELL!" cried Joe as Cleve separated the students into a group. However, he left Artemis out. "Let us see how tough you are now," he chuckled as he pointed his gun straight at him and fired. Point blank range.

However, Cameron couldn't let that happen. Even though it might cause Mr. Luke his life, he jumped in front of Artemis, taking the bullet to his head. He died before he hit the floor.

Artemis sank to his Knees. Gazing on his dead companion. However, now that the body hid his hands from view, he speed dialed the police and tapped the phone in morose code to notify them.

"Now it is your turn," Cleve announced triumphantly. He raised the gun just as a SWAT team officer knocked him down. The police swarmed in and subdued the two boys.

3 HOURS LATER

Artemis walked down an alley, alone. Not a good thing for a rich young Irish boy to do at night, but he didn't care. He was distraught. So many people had risked their lives for him over the years. Now someone had died for him.

I am such a. a. a monster! He thought, sinking to his knees. Although he tried to stop, he couldn't dam the river of tears. It began to rain, and the salty fluids mixed with the water as it came forth from above.

He looked up into the sky as the rain splattered onto his face. He put his arms up and stared to the heavens as if to say "Why?" Then he sunk back to the ground. Having every intention of sitting there in the cold, wet Irish night until he died.

"That is not a good idea, on a night like this," said a voice. Artemis felt an Umbrella go above him. He looked up into the smiling face of a beautiful girl. She looked like him, with pale skin and black hair falling long and limp with rain on her black dress. It was her eyes that caught him, though, deep blue, like his. In his confused mind, he thought she was an angel. (A/n Far from it)

"Are you an angel?" he asked. Her smile widened. "No. I am Elizabeth," she said, " just Elizabeth."

Jet: CLIFFHANGER!!!!!!!!!! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Review and I'll post the next chapter!!!