Disclaimer: Artmeis Fowl, and etc. belongs to Eoin Colfer, at least until I buy the rights on eBay…hahah just kidding. I wish. But I own the school's uniforms details, though I don't think that quite makes up for it.
( ("The Scopes latched on to his computer and mobil readings. He's refound the People, or at least the People's gold deposits. He's planning a full assault of the underground to exploit whatever it is he's found, it's only a matter of time before he finds and potentially destroys all of the Lower Elements."
"I'm guessing that isn't good."
"No, it isn't. You need to go up there and sort of…guide him through it without arousing any suspicious attention to yourself, and hopefully recall his memory before things get out of hand. I'd say you have quite the mission ahead of you."
"I'll say.") )
Chapter Two- To Strike a Deal
Mission Log One.
I arrived at the boarding school Artemis Fowl is currently attending, and got settled in without causing any unwanted attention, Foaly was gracious enough to get me my own room, it would be hard to explain all my apparent oddities to a flat-mate without causing a little suspicion. I've already tapped into the security'' mainframe, and our target is currently in the downstairs library, pacing the rows of books boredly. I'm uploading the feed to my sunglasses, Foaly said it's capable of doing that. Pretty nifty, I may need it later. But now, I think it's time we paid Master Fowl a visit. There I go with that hypothetical 'we' again, I really need to stop that. Anyway, wish me luck, I'm not quite sure if I'll need it yet.
Talia closed her wafer thin laptop on the maple desk in her room. She stood up and shook her gray pleated miniskirt, part of the schools uniform: skirt, white blouse with a blue sweater vest, blue and gray tie, white knee socks, and her long light red brown hair in two pleats ending in a blue ribbon down her back. The school colors were blue and white, if you hadn't already noticed.
Exiting her room, she walked down the corridor and down the stairs toward the library, her black maryjanes clicking softly on the vanilla-gray tiled floor. She walked through the open heavy wooden doors, oak, she guessed, and sat down in one of the plush chairs, also blue, across from the aisle Artemis was browsing. She picked up a book from the side table and opened it as if to read, but instead peering over the top at the raven haired boy.
It took about a minute for Artemis to realize he was being watched. He glanced over at the end of the row he was idly browsing in hopes of finding a book he hadn't read yet to see an auburn haired girl peering over a book at him, a pair of rose colored sunglasses perched on top of her head. She didn't even bother to avert her gaze quickly, she just looked at him, then went lazily back to her book. Artemis chose to ignore her, continuing his way down the row of books. He glanced back over to see her peering at him again. He rolled his eyes and finished looking at the shelf in front of him, and selecting a book. He casually walked over and situated himself in the seat beside her, deciding to humor her in whatever it was this 'mysterious girl' wanted. Probably some stupid first sight or something, it had happened when he had first arrived at the school. The poor girl, he had been a little harsh, she had had ended up running away, crying. 'You cold hearted fool,' he sarcastically chided himself, 'Better put the girl out of her misery.' Gah, mercy, this school was turning him soft already. "You can stop the charade, Miss, I wasn't born yesterday."
The girl closed her book with a light snap and look over at him with her cool brown-rimmed hazel eyes that looked strangely familiar, which was of course impossible since she was a complete stranger, and he knew no one else who had such eyes, at least not anymore. "Nor was I, but I admit I'm surprised, not many catch on as quickly as you did. Unless, that is, I intended for you to notice." Talia had been warned of the Fowl boy's delight in mind games to bewilder his adversaries, and was determined to beat him to the quick.
Artemis, though, ignored her play on words. "I'm guessing you don't know me very well."
"Quite the contrary, Artemis Fowl." The girl replied evenly, returning to her book as if this didn't interest her in the slightest. Artemis started, though he tried not to show it. This girl knew him by name, though there weren't many who didn't here, he reasoned. It's difficult not to stick out when you have an I.Q. higher than all of the teachers combined. Or she could be bluffing. He narrowed his cold blue eyes into his book, he hadn't dared to look her in the eyes yet.
"You're wasting my time."
"You're wasting your own time, you came over here yourself. And besides, you haven't heard my offer yet."
Artemis laughed at this, which was quite rare by his standards. "And what could you possibly have that I'd be interested in?"
"I seem to have misspoke." She corrected. Curse those mud folk and their double entendres. "It's more of a proposition really, and if it works out accordingly, we'll both be rich beyond our wildest dreams."
"I'm already rich." He replied coldly, unconvinced.
"I'm aware of that, but I'm also aware that your fortune had dropped a couple million in the last few years and you ARE looking for a way to restore and supplement it, aren't you?"
"And how, exactly are you planning to get it, and what's the catch?"
"No catch, just a partnership. What I plan to go after is enough to restore your fortune a hundred times over, but I can't do it alone. So I'm thinking a 50/50 split of the profit. Are you in?"
Artemis thought for a moment. It would be reckless to get involved with this girl, he didn't even know who she was, and he didn't recall seeing her before today, though she looked oddly familiar. "Fine, but I call the shots." Where was his brain? Was he crazy?
"Works for me. I'll be in touch." She answered, sealing the deal. She closed her book, setting it back down on the side table as she stood up, dusting off her skirt. She flashed him a quick vampire-like smile before walking off out of the library, leaving behind a slightly confused prodigy.
"Step one: complete." She whispered confidently into the microphone as she walked out of the large oak doors, slipping her sunglasses down over her eyes and calling up the school map. Now would be a good time to do some exploring, a good spy always knows their surroundings.
(AN: Is Talia is the quintessence of awesome, or what? Not many people can pull the fleece over Artemis Fowl's eyes and get away with it. Just keep looking back for updates, that is, IF I get reviews, hint hint. Oh, and just to clear things up a bit, when Artemis says he doesn't know anyone with eyes like Talia's ANYMORE, he doesn't mean Holly's, it's someone else, but you'll find that out later.)
End Chapter Two