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Chapter 4: Anastasia

(A/N: This takes place the morning after the troll incident.)

Haven City

Foaly shook his head. Holly's magic should have healed the wound, but it hadn't. Sarah had found a rock next to Holly's unconsious body, and closer inspection revealed that the rock was, in fact, a magic absorber.

After about sixteen hours, the medics finally came, and that was because Root needed one. One of them was nice enough to help Holly, though.

Captain McHunt and Captain Kelp watched, holding their breaths, as Holly began to stir. One eye flickered open, and Holly moaned. Her twitching fingers ran over her bandaged head. She moaned again, and then mumbled something, one word, that no one was sure meant.

Than she said it again, this time louder: "Hound."

Hound.

Trouble shook his head. "Those kids are devils. We ought to have them mind wiped before they cause anymore damage."

Sarah silently agreed, her mouth too dry to speak. She turned around and walked toward the door. She walked out of the door, but not before she heard Holly say it again: Hound.

Fowl Manor, Dublin, Ireland

Artemis woke with a start. He took a deep breath and looked at his clock. 7:52. He turned over and looked at the ceiling, recollecting everything that happened in his dreams.

The first dream had been the usual, the girl with cropped auburn hair. It had gone something like this:

The girl glared at Artemis. Remind you of anyone?

I am not like Jon Spiro! objected Artemis. Hes a cold blooded killer!

Give yourself a few years, said the girl, you'll get there.

Then, Artemis had had a different dream. A sort of nightmare. Neither the girl or the butt-ugly short man were in this dream.

Artemis was in a room. A very hot room, in fact, as though they were in the deserts of Arabia. There was a golden bed in the middle of the room, where a person laid.Long, coal black hair covered the face, but Artemis felt that if he moved the hair aside, a pretty girl would be revealed. A pretty unconcious girl.

There was a little girl,standing next to the bed, perhaps five years old,glaring at Artemis with a pained look in her eyes. Artemis could no longer remember how she looked.

Then he looked up. There stood a teenage boy, and when their eyes met, he began to shout.

You're a cold-blooded killer, Fowl! That's what you are! A KILLER!

And then Artemis had woken up.

The dream was fading away quickly but he could hear himself shouting, even when he was awake:

I didn't do it!

Artemis got dressed and went down stairs, trying to block out the screaming in his head.

A KILLER!

I didn't do it!

Artemis bumped ino Butler when he had entered the family room, which was very rarely used. Artemis hadn't expected anyone to be in there.

"Trouble, Artemis?"

"Just. . . a nightmare."

Butler nodded. "Would you like to talk about it?"

"No, Butler, I would not."

Just before Butler walked out of the room, he said, "Happy Birthday."

Artemis jumped. He had forgotten his own birthday!

Hound Estate, Dublin, Ireland

Anastasia Hound stretched and looked out her window. She could easily view Fowl manor from her room. One day, She would break into it. And then Samantha might respect her.

Anastasia Hound was not the average five year old. She was the only child in her class who new her alphabet. Backwards. In Latin.

She could break into any building, and get away with anything. Simply because of her small size and young age.

Anastasia went downstairs, ate breakfast, and was about to go up to her room when her father stood up, as though to make an anouncement." Children, I would like to remind you that today is Artemis Fowl Junior's birthday. I want you to be kind to him. Jacob." Rebecca smirked, while Jacob nodded." Rebecca." Rebecca sat up straight and nodded her head while Anastasia began to smile. "And Anastasia." Anastasia sighed and nodded. Samantha snickered. "And I want you all to be on your best and most mature behavior. Samantha." Samantha looked stunned. She nodded solemnly, while the whole table, even her mother, seemed to be holding back laughs.

"Now, we'll be leaving at 12:00, and right now it is. . . what time is it, Sampson?" Said Mrs. Hound, referring to the bodygaurd that took care of the children. The children were around eachother so often that there was no point in giving them separate bodygaurds. Maybe when they're older, she thought, we can give them separate bodygaurds.

Sampson was one of the only five females to have enrolled in Madam Ko's Academy. She was also the youngest female to get her blue-diamond tattoo. She got it when she was nineteen. She was now going on forty." It is 8:47, "she answered, "So lets let Samantha go upstairs and start preparing now, because we know how long she takes." Samantha blushed and left the table.