A/N: Thanks to Farseer Tydraad & jadestar123 for reviewing. If people don't ask me 2 write another chappie then I won't, so please review. Sorry I took soo long to put this up but I've been away basically all week.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Artemis Fowl characters, blah, blah, blah.

Remembrance Dawns

Fowl Manor

Artemis Fowl's Journal. Disk 2. Encrypted.

I have been distracted from my masterminded works by my father who insisted on spending quality time with me. His new positive attitude is getting in the way of my plans to accumulate wealth from several large banks. I remembered the lens just a few weeks ago. Butler is currently out with his associate in Limerick but should be returning fairly soon. The culprits who put the lens in our eyes will be tracked down. Juliet is also absent as she has succeeded in gaining a place in the next wrestling tournament held in the US. I wished her luck but I doubt she needs it. I am currently left in Fowl Manor without a bodyguard but just to be safe, I updated all the security systems. Mother and father are also away, deciding to take a snow trip to Austria in celebration of my father's recovery. They begged me to come but I refused, saying I had other important matters at hand. This is the perfect time to plot my next lot of crimes. I feel weak sometimes when I awaken in the morning but it is only temporary. The dreams I have are most peculiar. They consist mainly of a range of words floating around in my head, images of carrots and dark tunnels. I feel they are memories hidden in the back of my mind and—

Artemis stopped typing his journal on his laptop. The doorbell was ringing. He was about to suggest Butler open the door but remembered his manservant was in Limerick, so he sighed deeply and strode across the Persian carpet, down the stairs and down to the door. The doorbell kept ringing and ringing. He opened the door.

"All right, what do you wa--," he stopped mid-sentence as he looked across to the empty driveway. Nobody here, he thought and was about to close the door when there was a small "ahem". He looked down and saw a strange figure standing on the doormat. The figure was wearing a postman uniform and holding a small package. His face was shadowed by the brim of the cap.

"Delivery for a Mr Artemis Fowl," he said, holding up the parcel.

Artemis cautiously took it, saying, "Goodbye."

He was about to slam the door when the miniature postman said, "So how about a bite to eat. You could always whip up one of those sandwiches that you did last time."

Artemis's heart nearly shut down then and there. "Excuse me?"

He was stunned that a postman had asked to enter the house without an invitation and even more stunned that the being had asked him to make another sandwich. He couldn't even remember the last time he did make one.

"Ahh, I see you don't remember yet. Just slip the disc into your laptop and you'll understand," with that, the postman strode into the lounge room and plonked down on a leather couch.

Artemis stood in the doorway dumbstruck for the first time he could remember. "Do I know you?"

The postman took off his cap and bag. "You might."

Something in the back of Artemis's memory surfaced for a moment then disappeared. He looked down at the strange-shaped package in his hands and opened it, revealing a golden circular object.

Lower Elements, Police Plaza

Holly sighed as she sat herself down at her desk. It was just another boring day, sorting files and flying out to look for unshielded fairies and stuff like that.

The goblin/dwarf war had subsided for the time being and the goblins seemed to have all disappeared. She was restless because she was the kind of fairy who enjoyed a good bit of action. She was not the only one. Foaly had been whining about only being able to watch reruns of trial videos and boring Mud Men soap operas. Most of the other LEP members had just been dealing with the everyday minor problems in Haven City like burglaries and rechecking the tunnels to make sure there were no B'wa Kell members in them.

Some had decided to take a small vacation since they weren't needed. Trouble and Grub Kelp were out visiting their mother.

She sighed again, why couldn't she take a break? There was something missing. The 'something' was where her constant adventure with Artemis and Mulch had been. Mulch had been released after they found the date on his arrest record was wrong and Holly hadn't seen him since.

No more wacky adventures now. That hadn't happened more then a year ago. Why couldn't she just forget it all? She started on the files but half way through them, decided to pay Foaly a visit instead.

Operations Booth

Foaly sat, focused on the screen of his computer. "Come on! Die alien scum!" He pressed the keys frantically. The booth's door slid open and Holly walked in. "Hi, Foaly. What you doing?"

Foaly gave a start and quickly exited the human game he had been playing. "Nothing," he relaxed as he saw who it was. "Holly. It's only you. I thought it might've been Root again."

Foaly, I'm bored." Holly picked up a blueprint that was sitting on a table. On it were various wing designs.

Well, I'm not surprised. Julius has also been in here a lot, says he's checking on my progress. But you can tell that he's just trying to find something to do...Hey, put down those sketches. I'm trying to invent some new wings."

"What, like Koboi's?" Holly wrinkled her nose.

Foaly blushed and picked up a pair. "These are just prototype but they have good manoeuvring and speed capabilities."

Holly took them from him and slipped them on. "Well, I'm going for a fly, tell Root."

"You haven't got clearance though."

Holly shrugged and exited. Foaly turned back to his monitor. He was about to open up the game again when there was a movement in the left hall camera. He enlargened the screen but it was gone. Just then, the door hissed opened again. Commander Julius Root strode in, bringing with him the smell of his foul cigar he was smoking.

"Civilian!" he barked. "Anything out of the normal detected on the sensors?"

"No, Julius," sighed Foaly. "This is the sixth time you've asked me today."

"What have I told you about calling me Julius," Root yelled, his face turning a lovely hue of magenta.

Foaly was about to give a smart reply but was distracted by another movement in the right hall camera. He froze the screen but there was nothing.

"By the way, have you seen Holly today?" asked Root.

"Yeah, she was just here a second ago. She told me to tell you she was going for a fly," answered Foaly absentmindedly.

Root's red face went up another shade. "She did what? She doesn't have clearance. I'll go look for her."

He strode towards the door.

Foaly was busy trying to find what had appeared on the screen. Frowning, he ran a systems check.

"Glitch found," said a computer generated voice.

"D'arvit!" he swore, wildly tapping keys. How was that possible? He had rechecked all the databases just minutes ago.

Root suddenly backed into his chair.

"Julius, there's a glitch-- hey weren't you going out."

"Foaly," mumbled Root.

Foaly turned around a found that the booth's door was guarded by a large array of goblins. He stood, knocking over a bunch of electronic gadgets. Root stepped backwards next to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the commander put a hand on his Tri-blaster.

Suddenly, the goblins all hoisted up electric rifles. "Put your hands up."

The goblin who had spoke, stepped forwards. He held a gun that was bubbling some kind of dangerous liquid. He took Root's blaster from it's holster. "Good. Now come with us. Someone wants to see you."

Ooh, what will happen next time. Please read & review. This chapter is pretty long because I kept adding things but the next ones might be a bit shorter. Bye-Q!