Okay, so the seven reviews i got that all said the same thing were right, it is kinda a mary sue. but, i'm gunna try to take it my own way.
Um...
read, and enjoy!

Audrey Short was not having a good day. She wasn't having a good week, for that mater. On Monday, she had been brought down to the principal's office to be told that her scholarship had worn out, and if there was any way to contact her sister…

Of course, Audrey had no idea where her sister was, above ground or below, so there was no point of pretending she did.

On Tuesday, a social worker came it and told Audrey that if the mysterious "Holly Short" did not make an appearance soon, Audrey would be handed over to social services. It was at this point that the social worker was put under the power of the mesmer.

On Wednesday, Audrey forged a letter to herself and sent it. It arrived on Friday. This letter read:

Dear Audrey,

Sorry I've been out of touch. But, I heard of your scholarship, and would like you to come to Canada, southern Ontario to be exact. Both cold winters, and a warm summer, perfect. I'll speak to you when you get here.

Holly

Audrey got her things packed up to go, when on Saturday a real letter arrived for her. From Holly.

Audrey,

Sorry, been out of touch. Foley told me about your scholarship, and I knew I had to help.
Can you come to Fowl Manner, it's in Ireland, and there are some people I want you to meet.

I'm sorry things turned out this way Audrey, I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you more, but I hope you can forgive me, and come to Ireland, there's a plane ticket and the address on the back.

I love you,

Holly.

Audrey didn't know what was better, having Holly actually communicate with her, or having Holly want to see her. Either way, she knew one thing.

Audrey was going to see her half sister.

Fowl Manner

Artemis sat at his computer thinking. He did that a lot, but...
This was for a different reason. Artemis was thinking about Holly. And Foley. And Mulch. And... The People. Artemis hadn't talked to Holly in what seemed like years, although it had probably been only a couple weeks. Probably. Artemis was shocked at himself. Probably. He was making assumptions. He was giving his brain a fact, which he believed to be true, but really had no way of knowing. He was swaying away from solid facts!

He looked at his clock. Ten forty seven. What could he do for a while...

He heard the doorbell ring. Odd, who would come calling at ten forty seven? Juliet was home from her wrestling team, but only for a month and a half. At this moment she was in her room. Artemis was sure of it; he himself had heard her go in. Butler was indeed in his room, taking an early night, due to the exhaustion of not sleeping properly due to a bad mattress. Artemis was sure he was soundly conked out. Conked. What kind of word was conked? It didn't matter, his parents were away, away for a week, they had just left this morning, so, who would be ringing a doorbell at ten forty seven?

Artemis made his way down the stairs. The doorbell rang again. Whoever was behind that door was in a hurry. Artemis looked out the window to find sheets and sheets of rain pouring down. No wonder, they were getting soaked.

Artemis opened the door to find that there was no one there! Odd...

All of a sudden, Holly appeared in front of him. "D'arvit!" she swore. "Listen, Artemis, I'm out of magic. I need to go do the ritual, but I just wanted to say hi..."

Juliet appeared. "Holly..." she said slowly. Then, "Do I know you?"

Artemis tried to make the situation better. "NO! Her name is, uh, Sara, and uh, she is uh, um, an uh..." There, Artemis was lost. What should he say?

But, Holly just smiled and said I'm a fairy, an elf actually, I used to be a leprecon, but that was just a job. You were mind wiped by a centor named..."

"Foley..." Juliet said, still dazed. Then, her eyes opened wide. "Holly, Foley, Root, Oh my god..." Juliet stared at Holly.

"It took me a lot longer to remember," said Artemis, looking at Holly. "Why didn't I remember that fast?"

"No idea, but hey, I'll come back to chat but right now I need to go complete the ritual. Okay? I gotta go..." and she did go, off into the night sky.

Fowl Manner, next night.

A very confused Audrey Short was standing outside Fowl Manner with her letter in one hand and her bag in the other. "Why would you send me here, Holly?" she mumbled to herself, as if the answer would appear out of thin air.

Artemis made his way down the stairs, grinning but confused. Holly, here, why? The three words were going around his head again and again. Then, the doorbell rang again.

Assuming it was Holly, he opened it to find a confused red head. She stared at him for a very long time. "Can I help you?" he asked, slowly. Maybe she was suffering from amnesia, or was dying from a deadly illness...

"Is this Fowl Manner?" she asked, staring at the house as if it might change it.

"Yes," Artemis responded.

The girl stared at him for a couple moments more, then put on a new expression. "Where is a girl named Holly?"

Artemis's mind reeled. Holly? She knew about Holly?

"Let's try again. Where is Captain Holly Short of the LEPrecon police?"

She'd been out of touch with Holly for a while...

"We can do this the easy way, or the hard way."

Where was Butler?...

She drew a weapon. A fairy weapon. She pressed the tip against Artemis's forehead. "Tell me where my sister is. Now."

So, What do you think of Audrey? No, she is not a ruthless killer...