Back, with chapter two. So soon? Why yes, I'm pretty damn bored at the moment, so I'll probably manage to finish this story before long :)
Disclaimer : I don't own Artemis Fowl or anything related etc etc. Now, on with the show.
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"Schaper's lot are here," he said, looking Butler up and down, without a flinch.
"I'll be out in a minute. And take this with you," the captain spoke, plucking the Sig Sauer out of Butlers giant hands, she stopped.
"Actually, take him away as well, put him in the cells," Butler would have had something to say about that, if he could move. She paused again, apparently in deep thought. "Now, mister Fowl, I will speak to you in a minute..." She looked back at the pirate.
"Yes, cap'in," he saluted to the captain and exited with the gun, returning thirty seconds later with two other well built men, who carried Butler out, the same determined look on his face.
"As I say, I have business to attend to," the captain strode over to Artemis' chair and kneeled behind him. As she undid his ropes, he brushed against her wrist. Her pulse was racing, she was scared of him. It's nice to know I have the upper hand, he thought.
"I trust you will not go anywhere, or do anything rash while I'm gone," she trailed off, standing up. Artemis also stood up, meeting her gaze almost horizontally.
"No captain, nothing rash," he said, his now deep Irish voice draped in thought. He wondered where they could have possibly taken Butler. Raising an eyebrow, he looked her up and down, but couldn't find what he was looking for.
"We will speak later," the captain said, walking over to the door, steel capped boots clanking against the wooden floor. "By the way, this door has no lock. Nothing to rash Fowl." She warned him again, and closed the door behind her.
Just as she closed the door Artemis felt something come over him, an icicle lodged deep in his body was expanding. He felt the ice trickle through his veins and arteries, spreading into his muscles. He wanted to shiver, but he couldn't, he was literally frozen. Artemis could feel his heart rate dropping, eventually lowering itself to three beats per minute.
How is this possible? Artemis asked himself. There aren't enough beats to pump oxygen around sufficiently! I should be in a coma! His thinking began to slow down; the ice crawled up the back of his neck and crept into his head. Artemis leapt out of all consciousness.
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"Captain Terra frost jumped on deck. Already she could feel the new energy infusing her, the particles moving to put a spring in her step. By now Artemis Fowl would know what she had on her side, and begin to worry. No that was too much to hoper for now – since when did Fowl worry? When did he have any emotion? Never, she thought
"Ah, guten morgen herr Schaper," Terra said, perfect German accent. Mr Nicolas Schaper shook his pristine suit, apparently unaccustomed to the hands on atmosphere of the ship. Schaper gave her a cynical look. He really hated pirates.