Yeah... no excuses for my (longish) absence. Exept for maybe a couple below :P. I also have no idea how long it takes to get to California from where Arty lives, so try not to be mad if it's wrong... even if I didn't specify how long it took. Here's chapter two, hopefully, it's a bit longer than chapter one. Enjoy!

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By the time Artemis and his family arrived at their vacation home, he was tired and irritated. Yet for some reason, his family appeared entirely uneffected by the plane ride, and the walk there.

The plane had been utterly detestable in his opinion. The people alone had made the ride to California a grueling experience. But suprisingly, it hadn't been the worst part of this trip, oh no. Afrter arriving, his family insisted on seeing the sights, even though the sunlight was hot and far too bright. Honestly, He should have brought sunglasses. He only had contacts to block fairy Mesmer. Needless to say, the light did not help his developing headache one bit. They wanted to travel all over the town on foot.

The clothes he had been forced to wear by his Mother (to "Blend in Arty" she had said, which nearly made him scoff- a Fowl did not simply 'blend in') were getting more uncomfortable as time bore on. By the time they decided to get to their vacation home, it was in the late afternoon, and Artemis's legs were aching, and he was quite uncomfortable.

It was then, at that time, his Mother realised something decidedy important. She didn't know where exactly in the town their place was. You would think, with all the research she had done, she would have noticed where the house her family was going to stay at for the trip was.

Usually, this wouldn't matter. Artemis's Mother usually shared everything with her husband. If she didn't know where the house was, it was obvious Artemis Fowl Senior would. However, she had wanted to make everything a surprise, so she hadn't told him anything about it, and somehow stopped him from finding anything out, it appeared. Due to this, they wandered for hours before finding directions. The vacation home ended up being in a forest next to the town.

Artemis was exausted, sore, had a headache, and was irritated. When they finally got to their destination, he immediatly went upstairs, not even bothering to observe the area, ignored everyone, picked out a random room (he didn't even care at this point, he was tired), and put his laptop and phone on their chargers (they both died on the plane ride, and he wasn't allowed to bring any other electronics).

When he was finished, he sunk into the fairly decent looking bed, and fell asleep almost immedietly. Before doing so, he faintly wondered whether the fairies noticed he was gone yet, and if Butler was doing well...

Little did he know, the LEP was currently in chaos, though, not for the reason one would expect. The crisis that they were dealing with left them not even noticing that he was gone. And they would not notice for quite a while.

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When morning did come, Artemis tiredly opened his eyes to a room he didn't recognize. At first he narrowed his eyes, a list of possibilities flooding through his mind. It was bright outside. He went over his memories, and sighed, remembering. His eyes shaped into a glare. He should have looked around before sleeping. It was just a bit unerving that he didn't.

The room was ordinary enough, white painted walls with a dresser and bed, with end tables. The floor was wooden, polished. There was nothing too note worthy, except for a single window, which he opened to cool the room down a bit. While looking over everything, Artemis noticed his electronics. He silently got up, wincing at how much his limbs ached from so much walking, and went over to his phone.

He held down the power button, his intentions to check if the fairies had burned down his house yet, not that they didn't have good enough reason to. He swallowed his guilt for the moment and realised his device had not charged, even though it was plugged in all night. This caused him to sigh, thinking it was falty plug and checked his laptop... Which turned out to be dead as well.

With his only only ways of communicating with Butler, or anyone, even the fairies gone for the moment, Artemis could feel his unease growing at a quickly, but shoved it back down with a swallow. He changed into a fresh pair of clothes (Some black jeans with a blue hoodie).

This house was probably old, he would just have to find a working outlet, or just find another way to contact Butler later. He walked out of his temporary room, and into the hallway. There were four doors other than his, which were all light brown. The house was silent. He slowly turned towards the stairs, and walked downstairs, and right into a kitchen. He looked around, spotting a note on the dining table. Grabbing it, he found that his father had left it.

Dear Artemis,

We have all decided to go out to the town. I wished to wake you, so that you could join us, but your Mother insisted that I let you sleep. You looked very tired, so we went without you. I know that you don't care for travelling much, so think of it as a break. We should return in a couple of hours.

Your Father

After reading the short almost letter, he raised a slight eyebrow. He would have thought that they would take him with them anyways. But then again, he wouldn't want to go somewhere with himself either. He winced, and felt some slight guilt. To get his mind away from such thoughts, he decided to explore the house.

The entrance to the house led into a hallway, with a door on the left side, leading to a living room. At the far end of the hall way, a door lead to the kitchen. There was a staircase to the side, which lead upstairs. None of the other rooms were especially interesting. None of the plugs worked.

After his exploration of the indoor property, he decided to reside in the kitchen. After looking inside the kitchen cabinets, he found what he needed to make some tea, and put on the kettle. Butler had been trying to teach him to cook over the past year. He wasn't good at it, but he could make some very nice tea. He usually liked to use fresh herbs, but the tea bags he found would have to do.

He sat quietly for a while, revelling in the wonderful silence. Bright light shown through the windows. Soon it became quite hot, so he decided to tie the blue sweatshirt he was wearing around his waist. He had a white shirt underneath.

Suddenly, he paused. The front door opened. He got up, about to go great his family, when he noticed that it was far too quiet. The twins were usually loud, whining to eachother constantly. There were no voices. Artemis froze and listened intently. One pair of footsteps. Far too heavy. Few people had such footsteps, and Butler was one of them.

However, Butler wasn't here.

The blood in his veins turned into ice, and he immedietly, turned to the staircase, and proceeded to go up it as quickly and quietly as possible, and went into the room he had slept in, closing the door gently behind him. He grabbed his phone, and shoved it in his pocket, and listened. He heard a slight creak from the kitchen, and frowned, thinking.

The person downstairs sounded too big to be a fairy, or any of his family members, and Butler's footsteps were more coordinated and planned out. Perhapes someone from the American mafia? A theif? And then he paused. Perhapes this person was after him. Nothing was being taken, yet they still searched.

The stairs creaked, and loud clumps could be heard. Artemis had trapped himself without thinking. His eyes flashed around the room, finding nothing to defend himself with. The door across from his smashed open, and his heat started to beat faster.

A Fowl never failed to escape a situation.

Not without trying their very best to get out of it first.

Those thoughts in mind, he jumped out of his window, and landed on his feat. He winced from the fall. His ankle hurt. Taking a breath, he decided that getting away from here and possibly warning his family was more important than a little pain. He dashed into the forest, just as he heard his door smash open, but made a single mistake.

Artemis had assumed that he had a single pursuer.

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Is this long enough? I wanted to make it a decent size. You may be wondering what took so long. I don't really have an excuse :P. I had this chapter started out a while ago, but I didn't like what I wrote, so I stopped and was like, 'nope'. I did want to continue though, so I deleted it and started over.

I'm so excited to write what's next. Is there anything I can Improve on? Was Arty in character? Did you like this chapter? Anything You want to happen? Please tell me in the reviews, It'll help me improve :D

I'm going to give him crow wings. I wanted to do raven wings maybe, but Fang has Raven wings, so crow it is! Thank you so much for any follows or favorites!

Also, Artemis forgot about his tea XD