Hallo all! If you are reading this it probably means you have read the
first chapter of my story and liked it enough to read chapter 2!!!! Hello
you lovely people! (Or person- I might have been a bit optimistic, lol)
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review. I don't know why anyone would review something without reading it,
but I'll say it anyway. READ AND REVIEW!!! Please. :P Ok, on with the
story. Oh no, wait. I own Barry. He's the beetle in this chapter. He is
still mourning over the death of Larry, by the way. :'( Ok, now ON to
the story!!!
Artemis sat at his computer, and sighed. For two years he had been searching, looking, digging around, but he still hadn't got what he was looking for. br
It had all started 2 years ago, when he had found a strange lens in his eye, which, when he checked, was also found on Butler and Juliet. He was surprised and amazed. How had anyone managed to put these in their eyes without their noticing? It had to be someone equally as intelligent as him, for it seemed the sort of thing that he himself would do. He sent Butler to talk with a contact in Limerick, who was an expert in this sort of thing. Even stranger was that he claimed to have made the lens himself, after being asked by Butler. So, clearly, someone had been impersonating him. It was clear Artemis had a rival, and so, for two long, hard years, he had undergone painstaking research that had consumed most of his spare time. His determination was starting to fade. In ordinary circumstances, Artemis never would have given up on something he had set his mind to, but with his parents around him it had become increasingly difficult to carry on his work. Artemis also felt as though there was a part of him, somewhere deep down, that wanted to stop all of this, and be a normal teenager. To do family things all the time with his mother and father. Even though he might not have realized it, Artemis Fowl was beginning to feel like an ordinary boy. Not a crime genius, but just normal. br
There was only one thing stopping him from completing the transformation. He felt, and he was not sure why, as though there was a part of him missing. As though one of the things that had shaped his life were not there. At first, he put it down to the absence of his Father, but as the years went on, he began to wonder...
There was a knock on the door. Artemis was snapped back to reality, and he sat up, once again alert and aware. "Who is it?" He asked, quickly saving his work and turning his computer off. He could not risk his parents finding out about what he was doing- they wouldn't understand. "Its me, Artemis." Butler called. Butler, though he was getting so much older, was still the trusted friend of Artemis that he had always been. Although he had protested and explained that his abilities were no longer up to the standard they should be, Artemis would not take no for an answer. Butler was not leaving the household. Besides, he had said, you know better the way I operate than anybody else, and I need someone to keep Juliet in check. Although his tone and words had been strictly business like, Butler had understood Artemis's words. He was truly too great a friend to lose, even though Juliet was now taking over Butlers role. br
"There is someone here to see you" Butler continued. Artemis sat, puzzled. He had not been expecting a visitor. Nevertheless, they must be attended to, he thought, opening his door. br "Do you know who it is?" Quizzed Artemis, walking towards their front door. br "Well, they claim to be wanting to interview you for some magazine." Butler replied, sounding doubtful.br "Magazine?" Artemis thought, once again, rather puzzled. "I'll see to it."br He walked up to the front door of Fowl Manor and opened it, to see an abnormally small person wearing a large hat and a dark coat. "Excuse me sir," he said in a small, gruff voice, "I would like to speak to you." After this, he barged through and started walking through the corridors of Fowl Manor. Butler sprang into action, grabbing the small man by his collar and dragging him back. "Where d'you think you're going?" He said, grinning. It had been a while since he had been able to say that. br The little man looked rather annoyed, and just said, "I need to speak to Fowl. In private, if you don't mind. I won't be a second!"br Butler looked at Artemis and with a questioning look. He thought for a moment, and then started to walk to his room. "I suppose I had better hear you out, if only to get rid of you."br The small man followed Artemis to his room, and when the door was safely shut, he began.br "There is something of yours I need to give back to you," he said, putting his hand in his pocket. Artemis was immediately suspicious. The little mans face was familiar, and he wasn't going to accept something from this stranger.br The little man pulled out a small, gold medallion, and handed it to Artemis. Artemis froze. A million memories came rushing into his head all at once. Years of knowledge passed through his brain, and he looked at the little man, and frowned. br "Mulch?" He whispered, before passing into blackness. br Outside the window, a small beetle scuttled along the window pane.
Artemis sat at his computer, and sighed. For two years he had been searching, looking, digging around, but he still hadn't got what he was looking for. br
It had all started 2 years ago, when he had found a strange lens in his eye, which, when he checked, was also found on Butler and Juliet. He was surprised and amazed. How had anyone managed to put these in their eyes without their noticing? It had to be someone equally as intelligent as him, for it seemed the sort of thing that he himself would do. He sent Butler to talk with a contact in Limerick, who was an expert in this sort of thing. Even stranger was that he claimed to have made the lens himself, after being asked by Butler. So, clearly, someone had been impersonating him. It was clear Artemis had a rival, and so, for two long, hard years, he had undergone painstaking research that had consumed most of his spare time. His determination was starting to fade. In ordinary circumstances, Artemis never would have given up on something he had set his mind to, but with his parents around him it had become increasingly difficult to carry on his work. Artemis also felt as though there was a part of him, somewhere deep down, that wanted to stop all of this, and be a normal teenager. To do family things all the time with his mother and father. Even though he might not have realized it, Artemis Fowl was beginning to feel like an ordinary boy. Not a crime genius, but just normal. br
There was only one thing stopping him from completing the transformation. He felt, and he was not sure why, as though there was a part of him missing. As though one of the things that had shaped his life were not there. At first, he put it down to the absence of his Father, but as the years went on, he began to wonder...
There was a knock on the door. Artemis was snapped back to reality, and he sat up, once again alert and aware. "Who is it?" He asked, quickly saving his work and turning his computer off. He could not risk his parents finding out about what he was doing- they wouldn't understand. "Its me, Artemis." Butler called. Butler, though he was getting so much older, was still the trusted friend of Artemis that he had always been. Although he had protested and explained that his abilities were no longer up to the standard they should be, Artemis would not take no for an answer. Butler was not leaving the household. Besides, he had said, you know better the way I operate than anybody else, and I need someone to keep Juliet in check. Although his tone and words had been strictly business like, Butler had understood Artemis's words. He was truly too great a friend to lose, even though Juliet was now taking over Butlers role. br
"There is someone here to see you" Butler continued. Artemis sat, puzzled. He had not been expecting a visitor. Nevertheless, they must be attended to, he thought, opening his door. br "Do you know who it is?" Quizzed Artemis, walking towards their front door. br "Well, they claim to be wanting to interview you for some magazine." Butler replied, sounding doubtful.br "Magazine?" Artemis thought, once again, rather puzzled. "I'll see to it."br He walked up to the front door of Fowl Manor and opened it, to see an abnormally small person wearing a large hat and a dark coat. "Excuse me sir," he said in a small, gruff voice, "I would like to speak to you." After this, he barged through and started walking through the corridors of Fowl Manor. Butler sprang into action, grabbing the small man by his collar and dragging him back. "Where d'you think you're going?" He said, grinning. It had been a while since he had been able to say that. br The little man looked rather annoyed, and just said, "I need to speak to Fowl. In private, if you don't mind. I won't be a second!"br Butler looked at Artemis and with a questioning look. He thought for a moment, and then started to walk to his room. "I suppose I had better hear you out, if only to get rid of you."br The small man followed Artemis to his room, and when the door was safely shut, he began.br "There is something of yours I need to give back to you," he said, putting his hand in his pocket. Artemis was immediately suspicious. The little mans face was familiar, and he wasn't going to accept something from this stranger.br The little man pulled out a small, gold medallion, and handed it to Artemis. Artemis froze. A million memories came rushing into his head all at once. Years of knowledge passed through his brain, and he looked at the little man, and frowned. br "Mulch?" He whispered, before passing into blackness. br Outside the window, a small beetle scuttled along the window pane.