Warning: This story (chapter 6 and on) is under major construction, enter at your own risk.

Artemis discovers the biggest kept secrets in the world and begins his quest for his greatest prize yet: The world. Unfortunately for him, he has invited along the toughest opponent he's had to face. Will she be successful in facing our child prodigy? How does she know Holly? Will they be able to stop Artemis, or be forced to live in a world ruled by him?

Disclaimer: I hereby declare that I do not own Artemis Fowl or any of the character from those books.


Artemis sat on his bed, gathering his thoughts in meditation. He needed to think clearly for this to go well. He not only had a large task ahead but one of the best opponents he'd ever gone up against. This was a little matter, however, considering the reward.

Artemis stood up and stretched before leaving his room and going to his study. The projectors on the walls were off. He had no need for the news. He would be making news soon. He would be controlling the news. That is, unless he saw fit for his people to have freedom of speech. He figured it would be fine, no one would want to speak out against him when he had that much power.

He stopped and took a breath. Slow down Artemis. Don't get ahead of yourself. That is when you start making mistakes, underestimating people.

Artemis turned to his computers where most of the information he had gathered was archived. He glanced at a few maps that he had memorized and some folklore pages stacked on his desk.

Artemis knew it would be a simple task to reach his goal, he was now a master at tracking and avoiding satellites which wasn't really needed, seeing as no one would be able to figure out what he was up too.

His plan was based on legends, really. He had been successful with The People and there was enough evidence to say that these legends were truth based also.

He brought up a picture of the most elusive person in the world, save perhaps, Artemis himself. That was one of the reasons he had chosen her. He had come across stories of a company no one knew anything about. Anyone who knew about it didn't know much. Artemis wasn't sure whether to believe this or not. There was no record of any members of this group as they were constantly moving, changing names and appearances. For a while he had written it off as unimportant and false.

Then, as he was researching, he came across an informant who didn't realize his information was of such value. When Artemis contacted him he immediately wrote him off as a conspiracy theorist in need of medication.

"I can't type her name," he said, "cuz she would find out."

"From typing her name?" Artemis replied skeptically.

"You never know with her man, she's like a genius or something."

"I bet she is." Artemis rolled his eyes.

Artemis was about to abandon the boy to his rambling when the young man said he had evidence of the girl. A picture.

"She is only a teenager." he pointed out as he looked at the picture of a girl with dark wavy hair. She probably hadn't known the picture was being taken. It looked like it had been enlarged and it suddenly cut off at her chin. Artemis examined her eyes; one blue and one brown.

"She isn't like other teenagers man. She is a secret agent."

"And why are you publishing this?"

"I dunno."

"Idiot." but Artemis was interested. Could this blabbering numbskull actually have evidence of this company and one of its employees? After further probing the boy he had still come up with little.

"She took this genius test, she got a really good score."

"You have no respect for detail." commented Artemis, frustrated.

"This other time, man. She hot wired this car."

"So she is a hoodlum, never mind then you have wasted my time"

"No way man, she hot wired this car so that it would drive off by itself. Some big dude was after her."

"Who was after her?" Artemis continued, growing tired of this conversation.

"Some servant dude."

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, she told me his name."

"Quit drooling."

"I'm not man. I think the dude was called... what do you call those guy servants?...uh...butt...Butter-"

"Butler!"

"There you go!" Artemis quickly summoned Butler over the intercom that was wired throughout the house. The manservant was there as fast as he could, knowing by the tone of his charge's voice that something had happened.

"Yes Artemis?"

"Butler," he said, regaining his composure. "It seems you may know the girl we're looking for?" Artemis showed him the picture. Butler shook his head in disbelief.

"Well..."

"Well what? Why has this raving idiot brought up your name?"

Butler stood there for a moment "She was fourteen-year-old you say?"

Artemis, regaining his composure, sat patiently as Butler spoke.

" Last year I heard there was an undercover agent somewhere in the area. No one was sure what they were up to or who they were so I decided to check it out, just in case. " he paused and looked down at the overly mature boy sitting in the leather-covered chair.

"It wasn't just that though, it sounded like they were pretty dangerous.. A contact of mine was sure they were from this group I named 'Sombra' I had dealt with them before, their agents don't work exclusively for them. They're the best from all over the world. They are trained to get their green diamonds but don't get the tattoos so they can't be identified. They are masters in the art of disguise and can blend into any society at a moments notice. They are also trained in weapon use and technology. Sombra is rumored to have their own team of scientists that cook up all sorts of stuff for them. Whenever they're around things can get dangerous so I wanted to make sure they weren't on our trail."

"So I was digging around a bit and found who this agent was after but couldn't pinpoint the location of the agent. Logic said it couldn't be this girl I stumbled upon but having known you for so long, I kept an eye on her and the people around her. She looked like a normal teenager to me, but then again that was her job. I had almost dropped the investigation altogether." he stopped.

"And?" prompted Artemis

"One evening while watching the girl, she snuck off out of her house. I thought it was nothing but she tracked down her man and finished the job cleanly. When she was through she returned to her place of residence where she was met by a group of people. She discovered me before I could overhear any information and they scattered."

"When I knew I was revealed I decided to take an offensive maneuver and went after her. She entered a neighboring vehicle and began driving off. When I got there, however, I found the vehicle was propelling itself at approximately fifty kilometers and she was not in it.

"I lost track of her. Later I lost tabs on one of the criminals I had been watching for years. I suspect she was the one who led a team in to get him."

"And why is this?" Artemis asked.

"Well you can imagine my curiosity after losing her trail and the disappearance of a guy I saw fit to keep tabs on. So I did some research. Found a few people who were willing to tell stories for a pint of beer. I didn't find out anything about her but some stories like mine."

"What is her name?"

"As far as I can tell she is nameless."

"And what did you find out?" Artemis was getting impatient

Butler looked at Artemis "Nothing. I only have my assumptions."

"Which would be?" Artemis asked, interested and frustrated.

"She's one of their best, trained since she was a toddler both intellectually and physically."

"Clever I suppose." Artemis admitted

"Yes, they only take in the best."

Artemis turned back toward one of the computers.

"From what I could see she seems very well accomplished, her IQ would be second only to yours."

Artemis stopped short and turned back to face Butler. Butler was one who gave the facts as clean as he saw them. When he said something it was what he believed to be absolute truth.

"Nothing too impressive." Artemis said.


Sombra means shadow in Spanish.

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