Look! LOOK! Chapter 6! Is UP! I realized that I'm not getting any reviews. So I decided to tempt all of you by putting up Chapter 6 (though it's not very interesting. In my opinion.)! Hahaa... Now look at my replies to my reviewers. All of you are so loyal! Thank you! From the depths of my heart. (Or what is left of it. I have a bad feeling I'm gonna die. But whatever... HAHA. )
I got so low marks for my maths! ::sobs:: Help me someone! Who wants to know? My secret... (bends down and whispers) 6/8 of a hundred. Make it into its simplest form and you'll probably know my marks. My marks! AHHHH!
Very Very Long-winded Replies (all the reviewers sigh and sigh and sigh and sigh...):
Hiei's pet monkey: You want to know something? Shhh... you're one of my loyal reviewers! Yay yay yay! Poor ant... Shouldn't he be rotten by now? I like chocolate, mmm, yummy. Thanks. Why don't you write Artemis Fowl fanfics? Then I can review... I would like to review one of your stories but I have absolutely no idea what on earth is Yu Yu Hakusho. And this is of my own accord. Thanks SO much for reviewing! I really hope you will continue to review!! Oh yes... you're working on an Artemis Fowl fanfic? Can you hurry??? Please!!! THANK YOU AGAIN!!!
Emma Watson Rules: Just in case you didn't see my review to your 'Illnesses are not all that bad', I'm from CHIJ St. Nicholas Girls' Primary School. I'm P5 this year. Next year there's PSLE. I'm so sad... but anyway, thanks for reviewing! But I read some other fanfics and Artemis got back his memories as early as in he first chapter. So I don't think mine is counted as early. ::giggles:: Continue to review! Please!
Raven and Januarye: You're my first reviewer... Oh yes. Thanks for reviewing. I'm making out Opal Koboi as if she's kind of stupid, so it'll be funnier. Well, she'll be kind of smart too. Hey, what country do you come from? I take Chinese! Whoopee!
Anonymous: I don't really understand what your review means. It's either a compliment or something else. One, you might be implying that what I wrote is very convincing which if it means that I thank you and two, it might mean you are convinced that I am a bad writer. Thank you for that also, if you were implying that. I just love reviews. Nice name. Anonymous.
Now on with the story. (All readers sigh in relief. Well not particularly all, some might just feel sick and dash to the bathroom due to my horrible writing.)
Chapter 6: Abandoned Shuttle Pod (stupid title I know)
Back to little Artemis Fole! (Again, Artemis scowls at the five-year-old girl and spews a string of swear words from his mouth because this little girl is as smart, if not smarter, as him. Artemis will never swear, of course. But the two geniuses will have to put up with each other in the later chapters;))
Artemis landed softly on the freshly mowed garden and let the rope dangle in the wind. Nobody would see it, unless her mother purposely went to her room, stuck her head out of the window and looked down. She ran over to the mansion gates, climbed over it and landed lightly on the other side.
Finally, free of her mansion. It may be big, but it was like a cell. Keeping her in. But there was no time to ponder over that. Time to go for a night walk.
If anyone had seen the tiny five year old strolling casually in the middle of the night, they might have thought her a ghost. And if anyone saw the sunglasses sticking out of her jeans pocket, they might have thought her insane.
She stuck her hands into her jeans pockets. Her right hand collided with the sunglasses. Oh, bother, she thought irritably. Stupid glasses. I don't even need them! Argh... She groaned. Well, if she was going to act like an innocent little five year old, she had to walk like one. She sighed and began to skip, skipping further and further away from her mansion, her long black ponytail swinging gaily behind her. She glanced at the dark and creepy woods about a hundred feet away from where she stood.
There was no name for those woods. No name at all. It wasn't a very big forest, but it was big enough to fit one mansion and a half. That was really big, but for woods, it was tiny.
Artemis was not stupid, but she shivered. The woods towered above her like a shadow engulfing her tiny form in darkness. But that was the place she was headed too.
She pulled her sweater tighter around herself. It was very cold, and it got colder as she treaded nearer to the woods. Why was she going to this dreaded place anyway?
To look for fairies, Artemis's mind answered.
She choked.
Yeah, what a stupid thing to do. Over my dead body am I going to be a dumb little toddler who believes in fairies, she retorted to her own mind. But she could not help thinking that fairies MIGHT exist. It was just a glimmer of hope.
But it's true, protested her mind.
Artemis curled her fists into tiny balls.
If you don't shut up, I'm going to punch my head, she thought viciously.
Yah, like THAT would help, her mind replied sarcastically. Artemis gave up and relaxed her fists. Suddenly, she stopped.
She was standing right in front of the woods. A wolf howled in the distance and Artemis almost screamed in surprise. The woods were eerie and pitch black. She cursed herself for not bringing a torchlight. So embarrassing.
"Here goes," she murmured and entered. Just then, a deafening noise echoed through the woods.
In the middle of the Woods
"AAAHHH!!!" screamed a hundred over goblins, including a blonde pixie, as a very ugly and distorted shuttle pod banged hard against the metal walls of a very recently made (as in a few years) fairy fort. It made a deafening noise. Goblins banged the top of the shuttle, others rolling from side to side and denting the shuttle pod's walls each time they hit.
"You blundering IDIOTS! Didn't I tell you to strap in?" shrieked Opal. She was unhurt except for a bruise on her forehead; a few burns and her fingers were red and swollen from gripping the thrusters too tightly. The tiny pod shot straight up the metal chute where the fairies were supposed to go out on the surface and crash landed on the grassy floor. The pod skidded till it hit a tree and finally, it stopped. Opal unstrapped herself from her seat and wobbling slightly, she stood up.
She quickly hit the shield button and the pod was immediately shielded.
"Whoa, that was a big magma flare," were her first words. Then she stared at her surroundings.
Bruised and battered goblins lay on the floor, some plastered to the ceiling in fright. Most of them were groaning. None of them were unhurt. There was a heap of goblins in the corner, sucking their thumbs and licking their eyeballs. The first thing Opal did was checking her gold. There was nothing wrong with them. Heaving a sigh of relief, she stood up.
She walked around the inside of the shuttle, kicking goblins out of the way and examining the condition of the dented pod. Seeing it wasn't too bad, she jumped out of the pod and shielded herself immediately.
"Come on, goblins!" cried Opal. "I'll give you each more gold (she didn't specifically say the amount) if the plan succeeds!"
Immediately, the goblins, moaning and groaning, picked themselves up and trooped out of the pod, each shielding himself at the same time. Opal wished she had a pair her Doubledex wings design to fly instead of walking around slowly with ugly goblins.
"Let's go," she said heavily and sprinted off. The goblins looked at each other stupidly and going on all fours, they ran after her.
But unknown to Opal and her goblins, the shield for her shuttle pod wasn't as good as she thought it was. It flickered on, then off. On, then off again. Finally, the shield went off completely. The shuttle lay glinting in the moonlight, completely visible to the human eye. (A/N: You know where I'm getting to, don't you?)
Outside the Woods, just after Opal and her goblins ran off
Artemis Fole jumped. Something seemed to be shaking the ground. She heard the noise of something screeching and she winced. Suddenly, everything was silent. A flock of birds flew out of their trees screeching. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
She put a foot gingerly onto the muddy floor of the woods. Any other person would have run off in fright but not Artemis Fole. Maybe this had something to do with robbers? Trying to rob the mansion? She shuddered and slowly walked through the forest.
It was becoming darker and darker. Soon, Artemis could hardly see anything. She felt very stupid to have forgotten her torch. She continued to walk blindly through the woods.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something glinting. Must be a car, or something, thought Artemis as she clutched her sunglasses, as if it would give her the courage to go on. It did. She peered through the darkness. Yes, something definitely shiny.
She walked faster now, her heart pounding. What if it was a UFO? She knocked her head on a nearby tree for even thinking that. A UFO indeed! Only a stupid toddler would think that way. And she was no stupid toddler.
But when she went closer, she almost fainted. It looked a lot like a UFO. It seemed to be shimmering ever so slightly. A pod-like object, she concluded. It wasn't built for flying, but she was not very sure. So what was it?
An owl hooted in the distance. Artemis jumped, scared out of her wits. In her terror, she stumbled into the shuttle and at the same time, the doors closed. She was trapped inside the shuttle.
"Shucks," she said aloud grumpily and if another five year old were in her place she would have been reduced to sobbing and pounding against the metal walls. Instead, Artemis took a deep breath and decided to examine the pod.
There were quite a few dents in the metal walls. That was obvious even to a baby. Metal chairs with straps were lined in rows and a few of the chairs had turned over. Artemis walked to the back of the shuttle pod. There were a few orange suits and a few helmets hanging on the back of the shuttle. She felt them. They were smooth and seemed heat resistant, since when she put her hand down the neck of the suit, it was icy cold. Did the shuttle come from underground, then?
Just as Artemis was about to inspect the helmets, something gleamed at the corner of her eye. She whipped around and saw a large metal box. It was filled almost to the brim with gold. Her eyes lit up and she rushed over to the box.
The gold glittered and shone. It was so bright Artemis put on her sunglasses. She knew it was wrong to steal, but she couldn't resist the tempting beams of light from the gold. She grabbed a particularly big one and put it into her pocket. She felt guilty but what difference did one piece of gold make?
"Okay, so this is the place we have to attack. Got it, you goblins?" A sharp voice from outside shouted. Artemis gasped. That voice sounded mean. She grabbed a helmet and one of the bright orange suits before squeezing into the tiny space between the last seat and the back of the wall.
"Oh my! The shuttle is unshielded!" said the voice, (A/N: She's speaking in Gnommish but I'm translating it for all of you to read) now less sharply but with a tinge of fear. "Something's wrong with this stupid shuttle. Hey, I don't remember closing the door when we went out. Did I, goblins?" This time, Artemis made out the voice to be a lady's but she was speaking a different language. A language she had never heard before in her life. The accent was... how could she put it? Weird. Yeah, that was the word.
"I don't know," a few voices mumbled, in the same language the lady was speaking. "We're dumb, aren't we, Boss?"
"Yes, you are," snapped the lady and the shuttle doors slid open. "Now, get in."
Artemis gulped and squeezed nearer to the side of the wall, so as to be hidden. She heard feet walking heavily on the metal. Someone sat on the chair in front of her. She didn't know who, or even worse, what. The lady was shouting at someone and she could hear her foot connecting with that someone's behind. Ooh. That lady was mean. No doubt about that.
The lady was heading for the back of the shuttle. Oblivious to the missing suit and helmet on the wall, she peered at her gold. Artemis stared. The woman was blonde and was wearing the same suit which Artemis was clutching in her hand. Unnaturally pointy ears protruded from thick blonde hair. She was holding a helmet in one hand and oh yes, she was short for a woman. Her back was facing Artemis.
Suddenly, she turned. Artemis flinched and tried to curl up into a ball. She had a rather pretty face and now she was shouting at someone in the same odd language. She seemed as if she hadn't had a bath for a few days and her hair was rather messy. Her fingernails were painted but chipped. If she had had a bath, she would have looked better.
The lady walked to the front of the shuttle, which had odd controls and a pair of thrusters and sat down. She pressed something and suddenly they dropped. Artemis felt as if she was boiling and quickly slipped on the suit and put on the helmet. They were plunging down, down, and down. Artemis felt as if her skin was going to be peeled from her face. They were going down at such a fast rate she banged her head on the back of the chair a few times (something she had never done accidentally) and had to hold on to the legs of the chair.
(Let's go back to Opal and the goblins, no more from Artemis's point of view)
Opal gripped the thrusters, getting ready to swerve right to Howler's Peak, where she kept a secret hoard of metals and technology. She needed to replace some of the metal plates that had been dented by the goblins. Then she would fly over Haven and see what the useless Commander and his officers could do to her. She felt like rubbing her hands but she needed them to control the stupid pod.
After that, she would go to the surface and create havoc. Create trouble for Root, trouble he probably had never experienced in his life. She was going to be the one to experience the downfall of Julius Root.
But little did she know a tiny Mud Girl was being crushed between one of the metal chairs and the back of her shuttle, a Mud Girl who could cause her plan to fall around her pointy ears...
Was that a cliffhanger? I don't know anything. Sorry I took so long to update. I was trying to keep readers in suspense... This chapter may be boring, because it's only about Artemis Fole discovering the 'stupid pod'. But next chapter will be exciting. I think.
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