A/N: Okay, to the people who reviewed, you better have read Arranged Love. This is a sequel. I'm just saying cause some of the names I saw I hadn't seen for Arranged Love. Oh, and I'm only saying this once; ARTY IS 17! I said that once in the last one. Thanks to all who reviewed. That's not that many, but thanks anyways. So, please enjoy this next chappie.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and a few characters. Simple as that. So no one can sue me. Ha ha ha.

Fowl Manner, 1:00, Same Day

Butler watched the monitors in the situations room. Artemis had assured him that there was nothing to worry about. Who would wish to attack them? But he was sure that the news of a new Fowl heir would have leaked out somehow. When Artemis was a newborn, he had had a horrible time protecting him.

It was then he noticed something on the monitors. He tapped it, frowning slightly. How odd. It must be his imagination playing tricks. He closed his eyes, then opened them again. Nope still there.

Perhaps he was going insane, but their seemed to be a young girl staring back at the camera on the main landing. As he watched, she raised a hand and gave the camera a very rude sign indeed.

He blinked. She smirked, then began skipping up the stairs. He grabbed his dart riffle, and exited the room at top speed.

Outside Fowl Manner, 1:00, Same Day

Ivory walked up to the front door of Fowl Manner. She wasn't shielded, but she didn't care. It wasn't like she was trying to sneak in. Besides, she had barely any magic left, and she wasn't going to waste it on this stupid mission.

In truth, she wasn't all that happy about being there. The giant human seemed to be unstable. He'd probably shoot her before she had a chance to explain. Stupid elders. Stupid mission. Stupid human.

Muttering to herself, she opened the door and walked in. That was one benefit of being part human. You didn't have to get an invitation to enter a dwelling.

She came to a staircase. It was pretty cool. And old. She noticed a camera. Oh great. Now the mud man would be coming any minute. Ah well. She stared at the camera for a while, then lifted her hand and flipped it off.

Satisfied, she turned and skipped up the stairs.

When she reached the top, she turned left and started down the corridor. She examined the art work; waiting for the blow she knew was coming. And, sure enough, a few minutes later she felt a sharp pain in her back.

Turning, she saw a dart puncture her skin, and an extremely large mud man holding a gun.

"You'll regret this later you bastard." She told him, before she fell to the ground.

A/N: Short, I know, but it was extremely entertaining to write. This one I sort of introduced Ivory a little better I promise next chapter will be much longer and much more informative. Please review!