Don't Build Me to Break Me

By: Forgotten Sunrise

Chapter 1: A Capture

It had been four ugly years, but Artemis had finally escaped Saint Bartleby's School for Young Gentlemen. Now at seventeen , he had transformed form a pale skinny kid to a lightly tanned, tone man. Words couldn't express his happiness at the moment; he was free and truing eighteen in less then two mouth. Life was great.

Currently, he was lying in a bed in an apartment that he rented out in Alberta, Canada. He wasn't there to do any business. People got hurt in his type of business. Rather, he was just taking a small break before his returned home to his mother and father. Juliet was off doing some business and Butler was on a much need vacation. But Artemis felt fine by himself. He just need time to be by himself. Besides, times were safer now for him. There was no one that was trying to hunt him down. He turned over and looked at the time. Six-thirty-five. He got up and rubbed his temple. It was time for him take a brisk walk

Ida wasn't perfect. Not by a long shot. Her hair was always a mess and her style in cloths was always looked down upon by her father. She had three tattoos and numerous pricings all over her body. She was rather blunt with people; giving just the fact made things go a lot quicker. She rarely used her manners, there wasn't a point in using them, and she spoke her mind. She could be quite moody at times and did run hot and cold. Yet, she was brilliant all the same. She communicated with people very well and soaked up information like a sponge. She was a good fighter too. Although, not quite strong enough to even dare take on any of Madam Ko's students, she could hold her owned. She was graceful and remained clam under pressure. All this made Ida a wonderful leader, and made her father very proud.

"Hey Ida," Said a voice from behind her. It would have be her second cousin, Miguel. "we found the kid."

"Hardly a kid, he's your age Mig."

"Then what do you want me to call him? Boy? It? Object? Nothing to noble, please."

"Call him Fowl. It is, after all, his name right?" Her dark skin glittered in the last of the evening's sun and the wind danced in her hair. She would have looked like a Greek goddess if it wasn't for tub top she was wears that showed off her crystal cherry bell-button ring and the snake tat on her back.

"Alright Mig. Where was he? And how long ago?" She asked

"Zenkai called me about four minutes ago. He said he got a positive ID on the Fowl kid. He was walking, heading north-west up Columbia Street."

"That's a pretty isolated area...Any bodyguard with him? Anyone he could be meeting up with? We don't want to screw this up. It means a lot to my dear o' dad"

"Zenkai told me that he was all alone."

"Good, then tell Zenkai to follow him by car but to keep a distance as not to be notice. Fowl is not dumb you know. He might know were on to him."

"I doubt it Ida, but okay."

Artemis went for a quick walk to clear his mine. So much had been going on lately, that it felt good just wonder away for a bit. The cool wind slapped across his face and his mind felt at peace. It had been about fifteens minutes now and it was starting to get dark. Maybe he should turn around? Someone could be out there. He looked over his shoulder. No one was behind him. He continued on. Soon though he heard someone from behind. He turned again. It was a girl. But she kept her distance and was completely engaged in her telephone conversation. No treat. He was starting to get a little jumpy now and it was getting quite dark. It would be best to turn around now.

"…and now he's turning around. Okay. Zenkai, let's make this as smooth and as quick as possible alright?"

"Right Ida, I see him now, we'll box him in." He said. There was two cars. One had three people in it. The other just had two. And Ida was turning around. He would be trapped. Just as plan.

Artemis walked back until he got to a road block. There were two cars. One was a Lexus the other, a Mercedes. And both looked like they had just got off the show 'Pimp my Ride". Artemis tried to walk around them, but a man got out of the Lexus.

"Pardon me, but you need to move your cars. You're blocking the bloody road!" Artemis yelled at them. There was nothing else he could do. The guy that got out of the car looked at him.

"Hey! You Artemis Fowl?" he ask.

Artemis raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, but what's it to you?"

"Oh, it's everything. Believe me." The voice sent chills down Artemis's spin. It was so cold and inviting at the same time. It was a woman. He slowly turned. He tried not to stare down the barrel of her gun and focused on her face. It was hard to make out in the dark thought.

"We're not here to kill you- it would be much easier if you just got in the car." She said.

"What do you want with me?" Artemis said as calmly as possible. "And what if I don't come?"

"I don't know why we want you; you'll have to ask my father. But if you try and run I'll shoot you. One shoot to both of your legs won't kill you."

"Just get in the car Fowl" said the guy who had gotten out a few moments earlier. Artemis sighed. Not to many options. He thought for a moment.

"Okay then, no point in making it hard on myself, I'll get in the car-"

"Wait," the girl came up behind him and checked his pockets. A cell phone and some keys. She put the cell phone in her pants pocket and the throw the keys to the guy in the Mercedes, who was now leaning against his car.

"Go to his place; pack the things he'll need."

He caught the keys and nodded. Then hopped back into his car and took off.

The girl grabbed his hands and yanked them behind his back. He winced in pain.

"You know, you should never go jogging at night without a partner. Things like this can happen." she whispered to him as they claimed into the other car. Artemis just glared at her with cold eyes.

The car drove fast, and the outside was a blur. The girl was talking to someone on the phone as the two other men laughed a joked around. Artemis looked at the door handle. It was a manual lock. He discretely unlocked it and no one took notice. The girl was engulfed in her conversation and men were still too busy joking one another. He took off his seatbelt. Not one made a move for him. He took a deep breath. He had to try and get away. At lest try. For all he knew, these people could be trying to traffic him. There were no other options at the moment. With that in mind, he then pushed open the door and jumped out.

End Note: Wow…I hate to leave you there, but this chapter was getting too long. This was a good stopping place. Did you like it? Or did you hate it? Tell me