Aargh. I haven't updated in ages. I didn't know what to do; I'd painted myself in a corner. So, I came up with this senseless chapter.
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And here is the story. Oh yeah, haven't put a disclaimer in since the first chapter! Will do.
Disclaimer
: The last few chapters, Eoin Colfer lent them to me. That's why I didn't put disclaimers because they were mine for a while. But he needs them again, so unfortunately I have to put this in. I only own Chrysanthene, and she is now a trademark new character for me.

Time seemed to slow down. A particular redhead elf was rather grateful for this. It gave her the chance to do the sensible thing and shoot his parents. Perhaps her mind was being melodramatic, but it was to her advantage. Or maybe she just had good reflexes.

When time returned to its normal pace, all the Fowls were lying unconscious on the floor. It was then that Holly was really hit with worry.

She rushed to Artemis and knelt down beside him. She checked his pulse, and to her horror, there was none.

Oh my god, she thought frantically. I've killed him! I've killed him!

Come to think of it, it really had been a stupid plan. No one but a desperate idiot would have even attempted it. She really could have done with one of Artemis's plans, but he was the one to be rescued now. And now all hopes of rescue had been dashed. He was dead. He was dead, and it was all her fault. She had even shot him twice. And Chrysanthene was dead too, so she couldn't give any life to him. He was gone, and it was all her fault.

A voice suddenly broke through her thoughts.

"Holly?"

She turned to face him, shocked. "A- Artemis?"

The pale boy lying on the floor smirked. "Yes, I believe that is my name."

"But… But… You're dead!"

"Obviously not."

Holly gaped at him. "Your pulse stopped!"

"That is possibly because Chrysanthene is-" he stopped. Then he started to smile, slowly. "Gone?"

The elf could hardly believe it. She hadn't killed him, but her mission had actually been successful. Chrysanthene was now completely eliminated from his system.

"How long? How long had she possessed me?"

Holly bit her lip. If she told him, he could go completely berserk. She knew he didn't like to be controlled even for one day, but four years? That was enough to make someone… different. It didn't necessarily have to make them go mad, but… things like that tended to change people. And in his mind, he had probably only been possessed for a few hours, because he probably couldn't remember anything.

"Er, maybe you wouldn't want to know."

Artemis's smile faded. "Why not? I have every right to know."

Holly took a deep breath, and prepared herself for the worst. "Exactly four years and one day."

"And counting."

They turned simultaneously, horrified, toward the source of the sound. Whatever Holly had prepared herself for, it certainly wasn't this.