Wow...fifteen reviews, I feel so loved *sob*. Thankyou to the person who
told me that this should be sent to Eoin Colfer, I'm flattered, I really
am!
I would also like to thank the person who pointed out my lyrical error. I
took the words directly from the CD and that was the only part in the whole
song I couldn't quite get.
You may have read my bio, and I mentioned the fact that I love to have random quotes floating around. Well, here's one to start you off: "Don't make love by the garden gate, cause love is blind but the neighbours ain't."
He he he, that's my personal favourite. Look out for them in future chapters; I have seven pages of these with Artemis Fowl character names written in the margins.
My paragraphing isn't working very well and my italics aren't working at all so if any of this doesn't make sense...well you know the drill.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Artemis Fowl, or any song lyrics used in the making of this fic. However, Ebony is my character.
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Holly landed back at the Operations Booth hours later, only to be met by a furious Commander Root.
"SHORT!!!!!"
"Sir?" what now?
"You did NOT, I repeat, did NOT, have flight clearance!" he thundered.
"Yes I did sir." Holly said patiently. "I asked you directly."
"Oh." Rendered silent, Root left quickly.
Foaly smirked. "Well handled, Holly. Where'd you fly off to anyway?" Of course, they knew where she'd gone; they'd watched the whole thing from the surveillance cameras. Holly blushed slightly. "Fowl Manor. No, don't ask why, I haven't a clue." She said as Foaly opened his mouth to say something, keeping up the innocent façade. "I can't believe I actually miss him." Holly said to them. "I can." Ebony muttered to Foaly, who grinned. It seemed that she had been right. Suddenly, Ebony had an idea. She smiled deviously to herself as Holly left the room. Foaly gave her a look. "Are you okay Ebony?" he asked her suspiciously. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine Foaly." She smiled brightly at him and bent over the computer terminal. "What are you cooking up Ebony Short?" Foaly demanded instantly. If she was anything like Holly... "Nothing, I swear!" she answered innocently. Foaly gave her a sceptical look. "Okay, so I am cooking something up, but I'm not going to tell you, you'll just have to trust me Foaly." Ebony admitted, not looking him in the eye.
Foaly growled in frustration. He'd have to figure out what that elf was up to.
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Meanwhile, Holly had gone home to think about the day's events in peace. She missed him. She missed Artemis Fowl. If someone had told her four years ago when he first kidnapped her, that she would miss Artemis Fowl the Second, she would've personally paid for their first session with the psychiatrist. Now, she was forced to admit it.
***I called you today, just to hear you say, you were not around. When the message was through, though I wanted to, I couldn't make a sound.
I wanna tell you the things I've seen.
I wanna take you to where I've been
And I wish you were here with me
Don't you know?***
Holly knelt beside the fire in her living room and coaxed a flame out of its depths, before retreating to the window seat. It had begun to rain, and reflected Holly's mood. She felt like one of those chicks in the movies. It was really quite depressing.
***I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you.
I'm writing to say, had a wonderful day, hangin' with my friends.
But the memory dies, when the sun leaves the sky, I'm alone again.
I wanna tell you the weather is fine,
When the night comes around you were on my mind
And I wish you were here with me.
Don't you know?***
Holly rested her head against the glass and watched the rain pour heavily onto the darkened streets. Tears streamed out of her eyes unchecked for the second time in as many hours. "Do you think this is more than just missing him?" the little voice murmured in her mind. Ugh, she didn't want to think about it. "Don't even go there!" she snapped
*** I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you. I wanna tell you the things I've seen, I wanna take you to where I've been
And I wish you were here with me...oh, don't you know?
I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you, yes I do, I miss you."
As Holly dried her tears and went to bed, her last waking thought was of Artemis Fowl.
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Ebony sat in the Operations Booth, pouring over the blueprints of a small machine. She had drawn up the plans herself, perfectly of course. "Wotcher doin' Eb?" Foaly asked nonchalantly. Ebony rolled up the prints. "None of your business." She said cheekily and strolled away, leaving Foaly more than a little frustrated.
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Extract from the Journal of Artemis Fowl, Disk 1, Encrypted. My dream interpreter is beginning to work. The progress is painstakingly slow and frustrating. The translations are most inadequate for my purposes, and tell me nothing that I, with my superior intellect, don't already know. Butler told me yesterday that descriptions I myself have given him of my dreams ring a bell for him as much as they do for me, which means something
has happened, something that none of us remember. If I am not mistaken,
something sinister is afoot...and I am never wrong.
Artemis Fowl the Second.
What really shocked the Pshyc Brotherhood later was how accurate he was. Something sinister was afoot. Just not in the way he suspected.
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Meanwhile, in a small village in Northern Ireland, one Max Iggums was reading a letter from one Artemis Fowl, instructing him in a Dublin restaurant in two days.
Most of you will have guessed by now, that Max Iggums's true identity was ex-criminal Mulch Diggums. The renegade dwarf had been released from jail early, thanks to Artemis. Now, Mulch held up a gold coin with a hole squarely in its centre, so that it glinted in the sunlight. "What did you want with me two years ago Mud Boy? Your memories back I'll wager, and I'm the only person who is able to help you, or else you'd have had Captain Short return this to you herself." He said to himself.
"Well, I guess I'll soon find out."
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"What are you doing?" Foaly asked for the hundredth time that morning. "Nuthin'" Ebony replied for the hundredth time that morning. She had started work early so she could begin building it. The machine's basic framework was complete and Foaly was intrigued. Not to mention frustrated. "Why won't you tell me what you're up to?" he demanded. "Soon Foaly, soon." She reassured him calmly.
He stormed away fuming.
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"Still not working?" Juliet asked as Artemis came through the kitchen door. He looked tired and worn. "No. The fact that I'm not sleeping isn't helping mind you." He replied. "You'll get there eventually Arty." Juliet said bracingly. "Never forget that only 3% of our DNA separates us from Chimpanzees. Nobody's perfect." Artemis grinned despite himself. "Yes, that is true." He mused, pacing up and down. "I'm beginning to think I'm never going to get it to work." He said in his soft Irish accent. "Oh, don't be such a pessimist Arty!" Juliet said brightly. "Be an optimist, like me!" she bounced around the room hyperactively. "Right Dom?"
Butler looked up from his newspaper. "An optimist is a person who sees a green light everywhere, while a pessimist sees only the red stoplight...the truly wise person is colour-blind." He said simply, causing his sister to roll her eyes. "He's always coming out with stuff like that." She grumbled sullenly.
Artemis looked at the two of them. "I need to go to Dublin to meet with someone. The meeting is tomorrow, but I thought we could go now and Juliet can go shopping..." he grimaced, "If she wants." Juliet was in the car before Butler could even put the paper down.
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When Ebony finished her shift the next day she spelled her machine so nobody, particularly Foaly, could pry into it. If Commander Root found out...Ebony shuddered, she didn't want to think about it. When she finished, she went to visit Holly. She was sitting in the window seat, looking sad and depressed. Ebony stopped for a minute, and reflected on the changes in her big sister. Holly was not the feisty, spunky, punky, attractive elf she once was, the one Ebony remembered so vividly. No, after the Fowl boy was mind wiped, Holly had drawn in on herself, become an empty shell. The only time in the last two years Ebony had seen her laugh openly was about two month after she herself had convinced Holly to grow her hair. Ebony had created a machine especially for this 'Torture Holly Session'. It changed her hair to radical, (for there was no other word for it) shades of pink, purple, blue, green and red, but in the end, laughing almost hysterically, Holly had chosen a jet black, to match Ebony's own.
The only thing that hadn't changed was her looks. She was still one of the prettiest elves in Haven. Trouble Kelp had liked her for years, and Chix Verbil... well, that's just gross so we won't talk about that.
"Hi Holly, how're you doing?" Ebony asked softly. Holly looked up at her with bleary eyes. "I've been better." She whispered. Ebony nodded. "I can imagine." She said comfortingly. "I really miss him, Eb, and what's more, I feel so guilty about the mind wipe. Even though we had to, I wish we had left something to trigger the memories." Holly sniffed. "What am I going to do Ebony?" she asked. "I don't have a solution, but I admire the problem." Ebony replied. She grinned inwardly, thinking about how she did have a solution. "Can I get you anything?" She asked. "Food?" Holly shook her head. "No thanks, I'm not hungry." "Hmmm, nothing takes the taste out of Peanut Butter quite like unrequited love does it?" Ebony said innocently.
Holly threw a half-hearted punch and gave a sour laugh.
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"OOOHHHH! Look over there Arty! Lets go check it out!" Juliet squealed excitedly. She had spent the last day and a half dragging Artemis and Butler into every shop in Dublin. "Yes Juli, that's very nice." Artemis said, as though talking to a small child. She pouted. "Master Artemis, its time we went to meet this client of yours." Butler said quietly. "Right. Let's go then shall we?" Artemis replied.
Showtime.
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Tada! The end of Chapter three. Sorry it took so long, I've been sick for a week and either been watching Lord Of The Rings (Legolas is soooooo cute ^_^) or staying in bed. I've only just managed to drag myself to the computer.
Chapter four has been started. It will be here soon. Don't forget to review.
Bye bye!
You may have read my bio, and I mentioned the fact that I love to have random quotes floating around. Well, here's one to start you off: "Don't make love by the garden gate, cause love is blind but the neighbours ain't."
He he he, that's my personal favourite. Look out for them in future chapters; I have seven pages of these with Artemis Fowl character names written in the margins.
My paragraphing isn't working very well and my italics aren't working at all so if any of this doesn't make sense...well you know the drill.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Artemis Fowl, or any song lyrics used in the making of this fic. However, Ebony is my character.
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Holly landed back at the Operations Booth hours later, only to be met by a furious Commander Root.
"SHORT!!!!!"
"Sir?" what now?
"You did NOT, I repeat, did NOT, have flight clearance!" he thundered.
"Yes I did sir." Holly said patiently. "I asked you directly."
"Oh." Rendered silent, Root left quickly.
Foaly smirked. "Well handled, Holly. Where'd you fly off to anyway?" Of course, they knew where she'd gone; they'd watched the whole thing from the surveillance cameras. Holly blushed slightly. "Fowl Manor. No, don't ask why, I haven't a clue." She said as Foaly opened his mouth to say something, keeping up the innocent façade. "I can't believe I actually miss him." Holly said to them. "I can." Ebony muttered to Foaly, who grinned. It seemed that she had been right. Suddenly, Ebony had an idea. She smiled deviously to herself as Holly left the room. Foaly gave her a look. "Are you okay Ebony?" he asked her suspiciously. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine Foaly." She smiled brightly at him and bent over the computer terminal. "What are you cooking up Ebony Short?" Foaly demanded instantly. If she was anything like Holly... "Nothing, I swear!" she answered innocently. Foaly gave her a sceptical look. "Okay, so I am cooking something up, but I'm not going to tell you, you'll just have to trust me Foaly." Ebony admitted, not looking him in the eye.
Foaly growled in frustration. He'd have to figure out what that elf was up to.
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Meanwhile, Holly had gone home to think about the day's events in peace. She missed him. She missed Artemis Fowl. If someone had told her four years ago when he first kidnapped her, that she would miss Artemis Fowl the Second, she would've personally paid for their first session with the psychiatrist. Now, she was forced to admit it.
***I called you today, just to hear you say, you were not around. When the message was through, though I wanted to, I couldn't make a sound.
I wanna tell you the things I've seen.
I wanna take you to where I've been
And I wish you were here with me
Don't you know?***
Holly knelt beside the fire in her living room and coaxed a flame out of its depths, before retreating to the window seat. It had begun to rain, and reflected Holly's mood. She felt like one of those chicks in the movies. It was really quite depressing.
***I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you.
I'm writing to say, had a wonderful day, hangin' with my friends.
But the memory dies, when the sun leaves the sky, I'm alone again.
I wanna tell you the weather is fine,
When the night comes around you were on my mind
And I wish you were here with me.
Don't you know?***
Holly rested her head against the glass and watched the rain pour heavily onto the darkened streets. Tears streamed out of her eyes unchecked for the second time in as many hours. "Do you think this is more than just missing him?" the little voice murmured in her mind. Ugh, she didn't want to think about it. "Don't even go there!" she snapped
*** I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you. I wanna tell you the things I've seen, I wanna take you to where I've been
And I wish you were here with me...oh, don't you know?
I really miss you, yes I do, yeah.
I really miss you, yes I do, I miss you."
As Holly dried her tears and went to bed, her last waking thought was of Artemis Fowl.
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Ebony sat in the Operations Booth, pouring over the blueprints of a small machine. She had drawn up the plans herself, perfectly of course. "Wotcher doin' Eb?" Foaly asked nonchalantly. Ebony rolled up the prints. "None of your business." She said cheekily and strolled away, leaving Foaly more than a little frustrated.
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Extract from the Journal of Artemis Fowl, Disk 1, Encrypted. My dream interpreter is beginning to work. The progress is painstakingly slow and frustrating. The translations are most inadequate for my purposes, and tell me nothing that I, with my superior intellect, don't already know. Butler told me yesterday that descriptions I myself have given him of my dreams ring a bell for him as much as they do for me, which means something
has happened, something that none of us remember. If I am not mistaken,
something sinister is afoot...and I am never wrong.
Artemis Fowl the Second.
What really shocked the Pshyc Brotherhood later was how accurate he was. Something sinister was afoot. Just not in the way he suspected.
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Meanwhile, in a small village in Northern Ireland, one Max Iggums was reading a letter from one Artemis Fowl, instructing him in a Dublin restaurant in two days.
Most of you will have guessed by now, that Max Iggums's true identity was ex-criminal Mulch Diggums. The renegade dwarf had been released from jail early, thanks to Artemis. Now, Mulch held up a gold coin with a hole squarely in its centre, so that it glinted in the sunlight. "What did you want with me two years ago Mud Boy? Your memories back I'll wager, and I'm the only person who is able to help you, or else you'd have had Captain Short return this to you herself." He said to himself.
"Well, I guess I'll soon find out."
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"What are you doing?" Foaly asked for the hundredth time that morning. "Nuthin'" Ebony replied for the hundredth time that morning. She had started work early so she could begin building it. The machine's basic framework was complete and Foaly was intrigued. Not to mention frustrated. "Why won't you tell me what you're up to?" he demanded. "Soon Foaly, soon." She reassured him calmly.
He stormed away fuming.
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"Still not working?" Juliet asked as Artemis came through the kitchen door. He looked tired and worn. "No. The fact that I'm not sleeping isn't helping mind you." He replied. "You'll get there eventually Arty." Juliet said bracingly. "Never forget that only 3% of our DNA separates us from Chimpanzees. Nobody's perfect." Artemis grinned despite himself. "Yes, that is true." He mused, pacing up and down. "I'm beginning to think I'm never going to get it to work." He said in his soft Irish accent. "Oh, don't be such a pessimist Arty!" Juliet said brightly. "Be an optimist, like me!" she bounced around the room hyperactively. "Right Dom?"
Butler looked up from his newspaper. "An optimist is a person who sees a green light everywhere, while a pessimist sees only the red stoplight...the truly wise person is colour-blind." He said simply, causing his sister to roll her eyes. "He's always coming out with stuff like that." She grumbled sullenly.
Artemis looked at the two of them. "I need to go to Dublin to meet with someone. The meeting is tomorrow, but I thought we could go now and Juliet can go shopping..." he grimaced, "If she wants." Juliet was in the car before Butler could even put the paper down.
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When Ebony finished her shift the next day she spelled her machine so nobody, particularly Foaly, could pry into it. If Commander Root found out...Ebony shuddered, she didn't want to think about it. When she finished, she went to visit Holly. She was sitting in the window seat, looking sad and depressed. Ebony stopped for a minute, and reflected on the changes in her big sister. Holly was not the feisty, spunky, punky, attractive elf she once was, the one Ebony remembered so vividly. No, after the Fowl boy was mind wiped, Holly had drawn in on herself, become an empty shell. The only time in the last two years Ebony had seen her laugh openly was about two month after she herself had convinced Holly to grow her hair. Ebony had created a machine especially for this 'Torture Holly Session'. It changed her hair to radical, (for there was no other word for it) shades of pink, purple, blue, green and red, but in the end, laughing almost hysterically, Holly had chosen a jet black, to match Ebony's own.
The only thing that hadn't changed was her looks. She was still one of the prettiest elves in Haven. Trouble Kelp had liked her for years, and Chix Verbil... well, that's just gross so we won't talk about that.
"Hi Holly, how're you doing?" Ebony asked softly. Holly looked up at her with bleary eyes. "I've been better." She whispered. Ebony nodded. "I can imagine." She said comfortingly. "I really miss him, Eb, and what's more, I feel so guilty about the mind wipe. Even though we had to, I wish we had left something to trigger the memories." Holly sniffed. "What am I going to do Ebony?" she asked. "I don't have a solution, but I admire the problem." Ebony replied. She grinned inwardly, thinking about how she did have a solution. "Can I get you anything?" She asked. "Food?" Holly shook her head. "No thanks, I'm not hungry." "Hmmm, nothing takes the taste out of Peanut Butter quite like unrequited love does it?" Ebony said innocently.
Holly threw a half-hearted punch and gave a sour laugh.
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"OOOHHHH! Look over there Arty! Lets go check it out!" Juliet squealed excitedly. She had spent the last day and a half dragging Artemis and Butler into every shop in Dublin. "Yes Juli, that's very nice." Artemis said, as though talking to a small child. She pouted. "Master Artemis, its time we went to meet this client of yours." Butler said quietly. "Right. Let's go then shall we?" Artemis replied.
Showtime.
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Tada! The end of Chapter three. Sorry it took so long, I've been sick for a week and either been watching Lord Of The Rings (Legolas is soooooo cute ^_^) or staying in bed. I've only just managed to drag myself to the computer.
Chapter four has been started. It will be here soon. Don't forget to review.
Bye bye!