ARTEMIS FOWL: THE CONTACT BETWEEN
Author's Note:
Yeah, long time no update. I just got some new fresh ideas when my father bought me Eternity Code and Opal Deception. Finished both of them in less than five hours.
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl.
CHAPTER 3: SMALL SPECK OF HOPE
The retired bodyguard was extremely shocked when Artemis entered the Fowl Mansion, slamming the door behind him. Although his curiosity was overwhelming, he held himself not to ask. Artemis' eyes told him everything.
Artemis was mad, frustrated, with anger in every corner of his heart.
Definitely not in his best mood for answering questions.
"We are going, Butler," said Artemis, pulling out a stolen Neutrino from the weapon racks. Then he picked up a unique gun, is own creation in his spare time. It could be set into paralyzing, electrifying, shooting laser beam, even normal bullets. Artemis called it PELB (Paralyzing Beam, Electricity Beam, Laser Beam, and Bullets). "Bring several weapons."
"What happened, Artemis?" Butler asked cautiously as he picked up a Sig Saur and a PELB.
"Holly is kidnapped."
Butler asked no more.
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In less than half an hour, Artemis was busy talking with Foaly in the centaur's booth.
"Are you sure you have tried all kinds of tracer?" the young man insisted as he slammed the table in front of him, causing Foaly to take a step backward.
"I have," the centaur replied hastily.
"Is there no other alternative?"
"No. As I told you, I have tried everything. The video cannot be traced."
That was when a beep came from Foaly's computer.
Artemis rushed to the screen. "There is a video message," he said in monotone. "From someone who called himself Double Sided."
Everybody, excluding Butler, seemed to froze at the name.
Artemis had only one guess, a guess that he knew had to be right. "I assume this man is the kidnapper."
His voice might sound as cool as ice in the Artic Circle, yet inside a fire was burning in his heart, accompanied by thousands of ice knives. Rage. Lead seemed to weigh down his chest. Worry. Darkness, accompanied by hatred so deep that he believed it was thousands times deeper than the deepest trench in the world. Revenge.
Without any more hesitation, he clicked the button play.
It was Holly, in the same condition like she was. Artemis gripped the side of Foaly's desk tightly, just to make sure its activity was in control. He was afraid he might throw something to the screen. Holly's hair, which had grown to shoulder length since their adventure in the Artic Circle, was tied back in a short ponytail, showing her face clearly. She was awake, her eyes staring blindly at the video camera which was recording her.
"I know that you LEP have brought Artemis Fowl back to Lower Element," a smooth man's voice, yet as cold as ice, said from nowhere. Artemis guessed that the holder of the camera was the speaker also. He stared indifferently at the screen. 'So whoever this guy is, he knew that I am here.'
"Surprised? I know that you are," the man chuckled. "This elf here has lost all her memories. I am holding her for hostage. If you want her and her memories back, you better send Artemis Fowl to me. Or else, you will never see her again."
Then the screen went pitch black.
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Artemis' blood seemed to freeze at his name being mentioned. "This elf here has lost all of her memories…"
"He said we can still have her memories back, am I right?" he said slowly. Foaly nodded uncertainly.
"He has mind-wiped Holly and kept all of her memories in a disk, that's my best guess. It is possible, isn't it, Foaly?" The centaur merely nodded again. There was a short silence until Artemis said, "Foaly, do you have any voice-tracker device?"
Foaly frowned, yet then beamed as if light of hope suddenly poured onto his face. "Of course!" he exclaimed in sudden realization. "Perhaps we can try this one!"
TO BE CONTINUED TO CHAPTER 4
Here you go, another chapter! R&R! I beg you!
Celon Ierith