Amulet of Quietus
Disclaimer: If Mr. Colfer would sell Artemis to me, I wouldn't have to do this. I don't own Artemis Fowl, only the plot and everything not related to the original books.
Setting: U.S, and Ireland. I'm boring, huh? It's always in Ireland…
Chapter 6:Silent Reaper Discovered
Deidra almost couldn't do it. That door seemed like the bringer of death itself. It was like she couldn't avoid it though. One second she was on the floor, recovering from falling off the couch, and the next she was there, starring through the class.
The huge man was glaring at her, his gaze making her want to run away alone. Not to mention he was like a foot taller than herself.
Her hand was one the knob, turning…and it was open.
"May I help you?" She croaked. The boy was the one to respond.
"I believe you might just be able to do that. Tell me, have you been able to use the magic yet, or is it restricted to you?" Deidra gasped. It wasn't only surprise at what he'd said, but at something else. She'd heard movement in the house. No one else was suppose to be home.
She slammed the door, hoping the glass wouldn't break. Holding her hands out, Dei imagined a wall, a field between herself and them.
The giant slammed right into her force field when he tried to open the door. But there was something odd about him. An interesting trinket hung about his neck, some type of silver. Dei could tell he was feeling her field, but he was trudging right through it, albeit at a slow rate.
She pushed more energy into it, willing it to stay up. Deidra decided now was a better time than any to try and escape. Then, to her right, she saw the intruder. It was a girl with blonde hair, dressed in black, like the rest of them.
"Let me pass! I don't want to hurt you!" She yelled at the girl.
"Would you really hurt an innocent child, Deidra?" She was shocked, that much was sure. First off, the kid's voice was emotionless. She was like a robot, only not animatronic. Second, she knew Dei's name.
She didn't have time to play mind games with a kid. Dei was about to put up another shield when the one she had going suddenly let out. How could she have lost so much energy in such a small amount of time?
Speaking of time, that giant man was on her in seconds. He had a staff, and was pressing her against the wall with it. Dei grunted, pushing back, but failing to move him. His arms were three times as large as hers. And those eyes. They were pounding into her, making her want to back down.
She got a look at his necklace. The metal was glowing, just slightly. It was absorbing her power, that had to be it. She let go of her magic, letting it fall back into its own reservoir.
Dei decided to do something drastic. She kicked him, making him falter for a second. As his weight eased of the bar, she slid from behind it, turning in the direction of the girl. Who had quite suddenly found a miniature pool of water to throw at Dei.
It hit her with enough force to send her into the door at the other end of the hall. But the man caught her, grasping her arms. It was an odd arm lock. One of his arms was about her neck, and the hand from that arm was grasping the hand of his other arm, which was under her armpit. She couldn't really moved, seeing as her feet were nearly six inches from the ground, but she did struggle a bit.
The girl was standing in front of her, an interesting object in her hand. It was another necklace. What was with the jewelry? She placed it on Dei's neck, and then the man dropped her. Before she could do anything, it reacted.
She fell to her knees, raw pain coursing through her veins. Pulling at the collar didn't make it come off, that was for sure.
"What…?" She gasped out. It was too much. She held hands to her head, hoping to magic the pain out. The collar got warm, and hit her with energy. She fell over completely, panting.
Deidra knew what she had to do. She focused on the power, building a wall over it, settling in down, restricting its release. The pain ebbed away slowly, leaving her alone on the floor.
"What you just experienced was a tool which is obviously used to limit you power. As long as you don't try to us any magic, you won't get hurt. Understand?" It was the boy talking, she could tell. Deidra stumbled to her feet, wanting to face him.
"Yeah I understand." She decked him, landing a punch to his gut, causing him to fall over. The man in turn punched her, his fist colliding with her jaw. Dei's head flew back before she met with the wall behind her.
She slid down it, watching through black spotted vision as the boy tried not to cry. She smirked, knowing he'd feel that for several days. Itappeared someone had already hit him in the face. Looked like he had lots of enemies. Before she passed out, and she knew she would, Deidra wanted to know exactly what these people wanted.
"So what is it that attracted you scumbags? The house? You going to rob us? Or kidnap me? What do you want here?" The huge man looked to her, responding.
"We came solely for you. You are the Worthy One, and with your power, we shall exact revenge on the Russians." She gave him a blank look.
"What are you, some kind of terrorist organization? What did the Russians do to you?"
"They kidnapped my father, blew up his ship, blew off his leg, hospitalized him for months, demanded a ransom, and then fled like dogs." It was the boy who said that. He was still regaining his breathe.
Dei laughed, which made him look at her sharply.
"What's so funny about that?"
"Nothing. Just sounds like you're a rich, spoiled kid who doesn't like losing, and throws fits when ever someone bests him. Don't expect me to feel sorry for you, because all I feel right now is a strong urge to kick your scrawny ass." He didn't seem intimidated, not at all. In fact, he laughed too.
"Your threatening me? Now that is the kind of humor I needed! You see Butler here?" He pointed to the manservant. "He could kill you seconds before you would get close enough to hurt me. Don't bother trying."
"Really? Where was he when I smashed in your gut? As I recall, he was standing there looking like an overly- large monkey. Heck, he still is." She knew it would irritate both of them, though the one called Butler didn't show it.
"Alright, so he's Butler, the body guard. Who are you?" The blackness was coming up faster now. Her vision was starting to double.
"Artemis Fowl the Second. Nice to meet you. Now go to sleep." She did, actually. The girl passed out before she could come up with another smart response. Butler picked up her body, holding her in his arms.
Artemis was now not only bruised in his face, but his body as well. And that girls insolence! Talking to him like he was an idiot. She'd pay for that, he'd make sure of it.
The black SUV they'd driven to her home waited out front. Butler threw her into the back seat, and gave several pairs of handcuffs to Anya.
"Cuff her to the seat for now. When we get to the plane, we'll undo her and tie her up again in there." Artemis studied the girl, watching her do as told.
Since using the Memory Breaker on her, Anya had been almost unresponsive. She obeyed every order, but never said anything, unless directed to. That line she had said to Deidra was an order from Artemis. Without his command, she would have just stood there, watching the scene unfold.
The ride to the airport was uneventful, aside from a small sports car almost sideswiping them. Butler had expertly avoided them and continued on.
Airport security in the United Stated was much to easy to get by. Most people didn't bother asking about the girlthat was out cold. The ones who did ask received a made up story about her being a famous violinist who had just given a concert downtown, and was exhausted.
Butler helped the story along by carrying her, making it look like he was her bodyguard. Once they were on the plane, Anya took her place next to the unconscious girl, chaining her to the seat again.
When asked if he wished to fly, Artemis decided to do so, only because he didn't want to spar with Deidra when she woke up.
"Butler?" He called to the manservant.
"Sir?" The voice came from somewhere in the back of the jet.
"Sedate that girl. I don't want her ranting mouth bothering me on the way back. I have things to think about, and no insane teen is going to interrupt me." A response came, though he couldn't decipher it. The boy genius started up the engine and led his jet down the runway.
Deidra looked around, taking in the new scenery. Was this a plane? It had to be, because she could feel it taking off. Nausea set in for a brief moment, but it passed. This was her first time on a plane, and she didn't even get a window seat.
Butler was moving toward her, a syringe in his hand. The handcuffs on her prevented her from struggling too much, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try.
"What's in that?" She asked.
"Sedative." He responded. He was checking that there was no air in it before he grabbed her arms in one hand, preparing her skin with an alcohol drenched swab with his other hand.
"That seems kind of stupid. What am I going to do? Jump out of the plane? It's not like I have anywhere to go." She hoped he'd see the logic in this, but he ignored her.
The prick of the needle could barely be felt. Dei noticed when he withdrew it though, because his hands let go of her. Her senses were dimming slowly. Before she passed out again, Deidra saw the girl with blonde hair.
She was sitting in a seat next to her, starring at her intently.
"What?" Her voiced was slurred. It almost sounded funny.
"You are the Worthy One. I will help you, but you must not tell them I am doing so. Understand?" It seemed odd to be agreeing with someone who had helped to kidnap her, but Deidra didn't care.
"Yeah, sure. I'm the Worthy One, and your Santa. Bring me an electric violin next year, ok? Make it blue, with sparkles, and I'll be one happy kid." Images of electric violins danced across her mind before Deidra was consumed by the dark again.
Anya sighed when the girl passed out. At least she hadn't started screaming or anything. That wouldn't have blown the hole plan down the drain.
The Memory Breaker had taken many things from her. First and foremost, her sense of security. These people were so down the pole of insanity, Alice's rabbit hole was a hundred feet above them.
It had also stolen most of her memories about the last few weeks. But one or two of them had survived, and those had been enough to set of a chain reaction. One second, Anya was an emotionless, pained girl the next, she was full of old memories, and a renewed hope.
She patted Deidra's head, smoothing down her hair.
"Let's hope I can get you away from them before they find that island. Otherwise, when that boy uses your power, he might lose what little sanity he still holds. His lust for power will lead him to your sisters, and that is something I can not allow. Sleep, Worthy One., for tomorrow, you are the Silent Reaper."
Author's Note:
Well, another one done. What's up in the next? Like I'd tell you!
Did you like my little insanity analogy? I came up with it in about, oh, three seconds. Bravo for me!
I'd like to thank my few reviewers. I've fixed the problems you all pointed out (I think) and am looking into other things.
To DarkKestrelArwenSilkeQueen, I thank you for the reviews. All three of them. As to the names I choose, generally, they are related to whom that person is or will become. I look them up at baby names websites (Those things are sooooo cool!) The Sisters of Doom are already picked and named. I love the names I got too. They sound so…menacing and enticing at the same time. Makes you shiver, huh?
By the by, Deidra means 'sorrowful one'. It was the closest I could get to death. There were no names related to death, so,um, ya. That's what I've got. I just looked up Nevin, and oddly enough, it means 'holy'. Weird mix. Holy sorrowful one. Huh…
Will Holly be in this? She might, later on. Only if Artemis goes insane on us though. Boy geniuses seem to be doing that a lot lately, just spontaneously going insane…Fun stuff right there. Insane people I mean. Now I'm ranting. I'll stop. For now.
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