A 30second authors note follows-

Artemis is slightly OC

Juliet will most likely kill me

I typed this at 3AM

I only own Dea and all the random color gang crap that came out of eating popcorn for breakfast

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"'Ere now Miss! We've got to go now!"

"Where are you taking me?"

"We've 'ad explicit orders not ta tell you who order us to take you to Stonefields."

"STONEFIELDS?" Yelped Dea.

"Yea, er...oops."

"Artemis. That's the only person who could have me done into Stonefields."

"Lets go now. Through the door." The man tried to push her into the van, but Dea wasn't a Nuhad for nothing. She took out the man and two of the guards before one of them tagged her with a sedative.

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"Arty! Guess where we are going!" His mother sang out as they waited for the limo to pull up.

"We are going to the new restaurant in town."

"Oh Arty! You're so smart!" Cooed Simone, hanging onto his arm.

"Would you mind letting go of my arm?" Artemis attempted to shake Simone off.

"Oh no! Or then I might fall!"

"And that would be a terrible shame."

"Now, Arty. Be polite."

"Yes Mother."

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"NO!"

"Dom! Please?"

"No, and don't call me Dom."

"Dom, no one can hear us and I want to drive!"

"No and No! Jules, hear me out! It's dark, we're going down to town. You could crash."

"Please?"

"No! And don't give me that look!"

"What?"

"Juliet!"

"Please?"

"FINE! You win. You can drive."

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"Butler is late with the Limo." Sniffed Artemis Senior.

Artemis Junior watched as the car pulled up to the Manor. He could tell it was not Butler, but Juliet who was driving. Butler always started to slow down as he approached the Manor. Juliet had sped right up to the door.

"Let us get in dearie, we must not miss our reservation time."

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Butler stood guard over Artemis and Simone's table, not paying any attention to what they were saying.

"So then he said that my shirt looked awful and that it didn't match my skirt but then Marijon came in and said he didn't know what he was talking about and that the shirt..." Simone trailed off. "Artemis, are you listening?"

"What is it Butler?"

"I hear it, Artemis."

"Arty! Listen to me!"

There was a soft humming noise coming from the ceiling. Butler surveyed his options. They were in a private room. There were no waiters and the Limo was right outside the door.

"GO! Artemis. Run, for the car." Butler had identified the noise. Cutters, someone was drilling in through the ceiling. He grabbed Artemis and Simone and pushed them through the door. He made sure Juliet got Mr. And Mrs. Fowl out before pulling out his gun.

"What is it, bro?"

"I'm quite sure it's a ETC cutter."

"Butler, why are you worried about a cutter? It could be a repair man for all we know."

"No, this place was just built. And ETC's aren't used on ceiling work.."

"But-" Just as Juliet protested three black figures appeared from the ceiling.

"Listen to the big guy, little girl. We're not repair men."

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"I think it's terrible rude of him to shove us off like that. I would give him a talking to, Mrs. Fowl."

"Miss. Amblur, it is Butler job to 'shove us off like that'."

"Arty. He was rude. I would never allow my servant to be so rude."

"Butler is not a servant. Neither is Juliet."

"Of course Butler is our servant! What do you think he is? A friend?" Mr. Fowl started to laugh. He was joined by Mrs. Fowl and Simone.

"A friend! That was funny, Mr. Fowl."

"Eh...Artemis. I don't see you laughing. Surely you do not think of Butler as a friend?"

"He is more of a friend then you will ever be, Father." Artemis left the car.

"What? Where are you going?"

"To see what is happening."

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"What do you want?" Asked Butler warily as both he a Juliet moved into a defensive position.

"Nothing, just hand over the Mayinu and we'll go."

"The evil?" Hissed Juliet confused.

"We do not have this Mayinu you search for."

"Of course you do. Maybe we aren't making ourselves clear? Lets try again. We are looking for the Goddess, the Hacker, the Nuhad brat?"

"We don't have anyone who fits that description."

"She was reported near your residence. Where is she?"

"We don't know anyone who fits that description." Butler said calmly.

"Maybe some persuasion will help." All three figures lifted guns and pointed them towards Juliet.

"Now, big guy. Or should I say, Butler. Do tell use where Dea Nuhad is."

"You call that persuasion? Shoot her for all I care. I have never heard of the Devi Nuunnu person."

"Very well. We shall leave. But don't think you've seen the last of us." The figures disappeared back up into the ceiling. Once Butler was sure they were gone he turned around and grabbed Juliet in a fierce hug. "No, you are staying home from now on!"

"Sorry, Dom. I'm a legal adult now, remember?"

"Legal adults are supposed to had common sense! Ow!" Juliet had whacked him in the arm.

"Butler, Juliet. Is it all clear?"

"Yes, Artemis. Nothing major. But I must ask you, where is Dea?"

Artemis frowned and started to explain.

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"So let me get this straight. You threw Dea into a insane asylum?" Asked Juliet. They were in Artemis's office, listening as he explained the situation, again.

"Yes, Juliet."

"You threw her into an insane asylum?"

"Yes,"

"An insane asylum?"

"Yes!"

"You sure you threw her into an insane-"

"Butler-"

"Juliet..." said Butler he gave her a 'lets-shut-up-now' glance.

"Hmph, that was a stupid thing to do."

Artemis glanced at her cooly then turned back to one of his computers.

"Butler, do you remember anything specific about the leader of these people who broke into the restaurant?"

"He was tall, short hair, dark eyes. I'm estimating him around 5'9. He was wearing all black except for a blood-red band around his left arm..."

"Blood-red?"

"Yes,"

"Now, blood red means the Berbuat group. I have classified them by the colors they use to identify themselves. I would also like to mention that I find this kid run gang thing very juvenile and pointless. Needless to say, it does affect us to some extent. There are four major gangs, the blood red, the yellow, the blues and the oranges. From what I can discern, the reds are allied to the yellow and blues, the blues to the orange and red, the oranges are allied only to the blues and the yellows, only to the reds. Not think, Butler. Was there a strip of blue or yellow anywhere on their persons?"

"No sir."

"Juliet?"

"Nope."

"Good, this means that the gangs have gone to 'war' amongst themselves. I find this whole thing rather amusing. Back to the topic, if the Berbuat are the reds, the Koty the yellows, the Dzevos the oranges, who are the blues?"

"Artemis?"

"Yes, Juliet?"

"You do know you're not making a speck of sense?"

"Yes, I assumed that much."

"Good, then I would have to say Dea?"

"Close, yes. Dea's 'gang' the Nuhad are the blues. They are no longer allied with the reds. Butler, I'll need you to go down to the streets and-" Artemis was cut off by his mother yelling for him.

"Arty! Come down here! I need to talk to you!"

"Very well, Butler, Juliet. I'll see you later." Artemis left the room.

"No Juliet. Don't even think about it!"

"Come on! I know you're interested!"

"No. I will not."

"Ten bucks its about a proposal."

"Ten bucks its not."

"Deal, you're gonna loose!" Juliet skipped out after Artemis to go eavesdrop on the conversation.

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"Mother, this is absolutely ridiculous. I am just sixteen!"

"Arty, yes. But she is such a sweet girl. And her father seems very eager to confirm this match."

"End of discussion, Artemis. You may think you are smarter, but we are your legal parents and have every right to arrange this marriage. After all, our marriage was arranged and it turned out well. There is no reason why this one won't."

"Mother, Father. I will see you at dinner." Artemis left the room.

"I just don't understand, dear. Why isn't Artemis confiding in me?"

"Don't worry, He will open up to you. He knows this is a good idea. Why! Now he doesn't have to worry about his future until he is eighteen and happily married!"

"I guess you're right, dear. I just wish he would tell me what he thinks."

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"Why me?" Artemis was pacing the short length of Butler's room.

"Why are they doing this to me?"

"You could stop th-"

"No, I already checked. Everything they are doing in one hundred percent legal."

"You could try something illegal."

"Like what? I would like to try to talk some sense into them, but they just will not listen."

"Maybe-"

"Thank you, Butler. I think I'll leave now."

Butler nodded, understanding. Artemis had gotten an idea.

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"It's just wrong Juliet. Don't you see? I have to go and talk to them."

"And get fired?"

"They wouldn't fire me. Why would they?"

"For actually daring to talk to them? You know, Butler, they've changed. And I'm not sure if it's for the better."

"Don't speak ill of your employers, Juliet," said Butler, automatically.

"Just don't forget to give me those ten dollars before you leave."

"Thanks for the encouragement."

"It was nothing!"

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Butler knocked on the sitting room door.

"Enter!"

"Good evening Master Fowl," said Butler.

"Ah, Butler. What brings you here?"

"Sir," he started, "Master Artemis had suggested that he isn't too happy about this arrangement with Miss. Amblur."

"And how would you know this?"

"I, Master Artemis told me."

"So you are the one," stated Mr. Fowl smiling evilly. "You are him."

"Sir?"

"Very well, Butler. I shall discuss this with him."

"Thank you sir."

"You may leave."

"Yes sir." Butler turned and headed out the door. Just as he was about to close it Mr. Fowl called.

"And, Butler?"

"Yes sir?"

"Pack your bags. You are to be gone from these grounds by noon. Juliet stays but you are never to return."

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