Again I want to thank little miss demosthenes who's the only one so far to review my stories. I'm sorry that I don't use that many commas but, hell, I usually use them too much, Ask my history teacher

Beware; spoilers for the Eternity Code are in here. But nothing too bad. All it is, is a bit of Artemis in En Fin. Nothing too big.

Someone on the news last night was called 'someone Foaly' I didn't hear his 1st name because I only started paying attention at the name 'Foaly'. I'd love to have that surname, it'd be cool. Though I do like O'Neill and that'll have to do for now. I just wanted to say that 'cause it was Foaly.

Ock, I'm talking to much again. So lets cont with the story...

Disclaimer: I don't own any Artemis Fowl Characters you recognize. Though I'd love to own Foaly, Mulch, Holly, Art, Jewel and/or Dom. OK? *folds arms and huffs*

P.S. Eoin Colfer better not sue me or I'll say nasty things about Wexford that'll affect the tourism. So Mr. Colfer, if your reading this, Beware. Because you don't want people to stop visiting that lovely part of Ireland do you?

P.S.P.S. If Mr. Eoin Colfer is reading this, don't take my threats seriously. Write more Artemis Fowl books please x 999999999999999999999, for your loyal fans!!!!!!!!!!!

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Juliet's apartment, New York, America

Artemis was standing in a field. It was night and he was looking up at a clear, starry sky, there was a slight breeze and there was a scent of grass and flowers in the air. For some reason he was completely at peace. His heart felt light and full. He loved it here. He didn't know why, but he wanted to spent his whole life in the company of these two people. He looked down and into the eyes of a three foot high, coffee skinned, auburn haired elf.

'She's beautiful,' he found himself thinking, 'I owe my fathers and my own life to this fairy. How can I thank her?'

He was in his St Bartleby's school uniform and for some reason he sniffed the lapel of his blazer. "This blazer smells unusual, not unpleasant, but unusual."

"Its, completely clean," the elf said. She was smiling. The smile was warm, inviting, as if she didn't want to leave this place as well. "Foaly had to put it through three cycles in the machine to purge..."

Artemis knew what she was about to say, "To purge the Mud People from it." He completed for her.

"Exactly." She smiled again. Holly then looked up at the full moon, and closed her eyes as if drinking in the magic of it. After a moment or two she looked at Artemis again. She continued speaking, "Foaly said, in the light of the help you've given us, he's pulling the surveillance on fowl manor."

"That's good to know" was all he said.

"Is it the right decision?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes," he replied, "the people are safe from me."

Then it all went wrong. He, Artemis, and Butler were in a restaurant and Jon Spiro was standing, smirking at Artemis. He was holding a red cube in his hand and about twenty to thirty guns pointing at himself and Butler.

"I'm going now before that satellite beam shows up, and those other ones. The LEP, I've never heard of that particular agency."

Artemis was confused. 'Why are there guns pointing at me and Dom? Wait, who's Dom? what's so important about that red cube? what satellite beam? And who were the LEP any way?' all puzzling thoughts. But he was interrupted by Spiro talking.

"Oh, and by the way – Artemis, isn't that a girls name?" and with that he walked out.

He heard Butler mutter something but he was not listening. Everything became a blur. Artemis then went back into focus and he was staring down the barrel of a silenced pistol.

"You first," he said in his New Zealand drawl, "then the ape."

Then before he could even widen his eyes, he heard a roar, a gun shot and felt Butler crash into him.

At the exact moment that Artemis felt Butler crash into him he woke up yelling. There was someone on his bed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh my eternal shame, I sounded like Enid Blyton. At the time Spiro left En Fin.

Ohh, the suspense. Is the mystery person Mulch or just Juliet or is it someone else?

Oh and I found out what R&R means - Read and Reply. And surprise surprise. I don't like it

I wrote oh to many times didn't I?

Anyway. Please review. Please.

Wait, I know why no-ones reviewing. Yourselves have ate too much Easter eggs! Lucky mucs. I only got a small one. *sniffs*

Damn this is getting long. So I'd better sign off.

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