Artemis Fowl: A New Legacy
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl. If I did, I wouldn't be writing stories for a website, I would be writing them for a publishing company. My writing isn't that good, however.
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Artemis Fowl's Journal, Disk II. (encrypted)
It has been a very eventful few days. I shall start with my parents. They have left on a 50th anniversary trip for two months. I would consider it a waste of time, but it does leave me free to do as I please for a long while. My parents are going skiing. My father, Artemis Fowl I, commented as he entered our private jet that he ought to be afraid of the snow after being kept in Russia for so long. That brought back two memories. One was of rescuing my father from the Russian mafia. The other, curiously, was of the very last moment that I had my full memory. It was in the mind wipe room. I remember that only Juliet, Butler, and myself were being mindwiped. Neither my father nor my mother were in that room. My father would remember being rescued, and my mother would remember being healed, while I would not. Foaly was careless, as usual. Also, Butler found something interesting. His FBI jacket had a giant bullet hole in it. Another memory. This one was rather long. It involved a restaurant, a man named Jon Spiro, a supremely technologically advanced cube, and a fish freezer. Jon Spiro had taken the cube, and his bodyguard shot Butler. I put Butler in a fish freezer, and later had Holly heal him. I do not remember all of the details, so I must, unfortunately, be vague. I do not remember how or if the cube was recovered, but I do remember that Butler now has a rather large bulletproof area just below his heart. Tonight I shall reveal all that I can remember to Butler and Juliet. I am curious to see if they remembered more than I have.
Haven"D'arvit! D'arvit d'arvit d'arvit d'arvit!"
Colonel Root was very, shall we say, upset. He did not want to bring Fowl underground, especially after he had had his mind wiped. Holly and Root had both earned promotions by eliminating, or so they thought, Enemy #1. Now they might have to bring that same enemy back. Holly had gone to the council to see if they would even let Fowl underground.
"Sir! Commander Short is back!"
"Well? Do we have clearance?"
Root saw that there was a very unhappy look on Holly's face, but he couldn't tell if she was upset because the might not get Foaly back or because she would have to meet Artemis again. She didn't speak, but handed Root a note.
His face grew redder and redder as he read it, which was why he had the nickname Beetroot.
"Absolutely not! The council shall not allow People enemy #1 to be brought back! We have other technicians that can surely provide as much as this Foaly. Unless there is an absolute crisis, we must not allow Artemis Fowl to return."
"D'arvit!" Root swore again.
Root was somewhat calmed down, a few hours later. Perhaps that was why one of the fairies that was searching the Ops booth chose now to report.
"Sir, I think there is something you need to see. We discovered it while searching."
The sprite led Root to a computer monitor in the Ops booth. It was showing a Mudman reporting. As soon as Root's gift of tongues kicked in, he had to sit down. His face got redder and redder, until there was so much blood in his head that he fainted.
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I would like to thank my reviewers. Miss Us Padfoot, I figured that Foaly would get a new hat, because when I ruin something of mine out of anger, I usually get a new one pretty soon. Thank you for pointing that out, though. QQuagmire and trohS-ylloH (yes, I can tell that's holly short backwards,) I am glad you like the journal entries. I got the idea from the third book. Again, thank you all! For the next update I might just add more to the end of this chapter, I am sorry it is so short.
