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A/N I'm really running out of ideas for author notes. Sooo… I guess I'll just ramble on about nothing in particular. Fishes have scales. Turtles don't. Lions have fur. The end. Hmm.. Ok. Bye then!
Chapter 13- Explaining and Hacking
Finally. Artemis and the gang had returned to the surface while the fairies planned another attack on the factory. Juliet had woken up not too long ago. Artemis was in the patio, drinking a cup of Earl Grey tea. Butler was in the kitchen, getting the refreshment that he needed. Juliet was in her room, eating some cookies and milk. She was the only one with a broken arm.
Unfortunately, the police was going to arrive soon. Because of our narrow escape from both the hospital and the court, the cops were sure to get to them soon. Artemis finished his cup, and took it to the kitchen.
"Hello Butler," he said.
"Hmmm… They're here," he responded. Artemis looked around and to his dismay, saw that three police cars had just parked in front of their house. "I'll take care of them. Go upstairs." Artemis did as he was told. He had gotten used to Butler sometimes giving him orders. He went up all the way to his room. Artemis knew the worst that could happen was get a fine. Butler would explain everything. Of course, he would leave the fairy part out. Artemis sat at his laptop, and turned it on. He took out something from the closet. It was a good spying gadget. He placed it at the top of the stairs and adjusted it. Twenty meters ought to do the trick. He hurried back to his room and plugged the other part of the gadget in to it. He tapped some keys, and a window appeared. He placed headphones into the speaker and clicked something. Now he heard everything that was being said downstairs. Artemis leaned back in his chair with a pen and paper, and began to write down anything important.
Juliet ate the Oreos with great pleasure. She was hungry and dehydrated. The Butler gulped down some more milk. Then she dipped a cookie into the milk.
"Milk's favourite cookie indeed…" she muttered. It was kind of quiet, so she turned on the stereo.
So what if you can see, the
darkest side of me? No one
will ever change this animal I
have become!
She changed it. It wasn't her type of music.
Ohhhh… The more I get of
you, the stranger it seems,
yeah…
Kiss From A Rose? How old was that? She continued searching for a good song but found none. Instead, she turned on the T.V. They were showing the news. She was about to change it when she saw what was going on.
A female news reporter was talking while it showed shots of two broken cars. A Hummer and a Mercedes. Great.
"-the suspects are Artemis Fowl Junior, the multimillionaire boy that took over for his father. The Mercedes Benz driver has been identified as Damien Johnson, yet another multimillionaire. Mr. Johnson and Mr. Fowl's intentions are still unclear-" Juliet shut it off. This is stupid. She instead decided to lie down for a while. Oh, what the hell. There can't be anything wrong with having one little rest. It's not like we're in any immediate danger… and with that; she drifted off into sleep.
Officer Jeff Daniels couldn't believe it. This is what happened? Armed men? A Russian hitman? Attempted murder? This was too much! Yet it all made sense for some reason. This man, Domovoi Butler, had shown them his certificate. Whoever Madame Ko is, I want her teaching me! He listened intently, absorbing all the information this man told him. Finally, he was done his long story.
"Well sir, we're going to leave you off with a fine this time. Let the police take over. Tell me that you're going to leave this to us, ok?" he asked the towering bodyguard. He nodded. Jeff nodded, too and left.
Artemis had just started turning off the computer when Butler burst through the door.
"Did you get everything?" he asked. Artemis nodded. He turned off the gadget, put it away, cracked his knuckles, and began. Artemis once again started by getting on a normal, police-based page on the computer. He then began hacking into it, deeper and deeper until he was into the central base. His hands flew over the keyboard and the computer operated quickly enough for him to pull this off.
"Next scan is in two minutes…" Artemis muttered. If they scanned the computer, and he was still in there, they would most probably trace the hack to this very location. He hurried up a little. Finally, he entered some main key words into the central computer mainframe. They were: Damien Johnson, weapon facility owner, multimillionaire, and veteran of World War 2 (A/N Just pretend that I had said that in chapter one! Plz!). He waited. Finally the mainframe sent a permission message to enter the facility's computer. Automatically, (since it was "the police") the answer was yes. It gave him one minute in the weapon's facility to get the answers he wanted, and after that he would have a couple of seconds to get out of the police mainframe.
Artemis first uncovered the obvious. Johnson had taken a plane to Munich on Saturday morning. One day before their meeting. It was a bit harder discovering where he was staying, but he got the info. Paradise Hotels and Suites. It was definitely a place he would stay for a visit. It was a five-star full with a pool, a Jacuzzi, breakfast, dinner, supper, and top quality televisions. It was perfect. Artemis got off of the weapon facility mainframe. Ten seconds to get out of the police mainframe! He tried getting out but it was difficult. It was like going up a hill with a wagon. They had probably done that on purpose in order to trap any hackers before scanning time. It's a very complex system, so I'll just put it differently.
Let's say it's a young man with a sword in a maze. Whenever a monster pops up, he slashes it with his sword. The monsters are no problem. But the way out is. That's a bit of what it's like. Finally, Artemis found the way out and escaped. With just a second remaining.
A/N I know this was a short chappie. But hey, you gotta have at least more than one hacking chapter! I actually enjoy writing the hacking chapters! Anyhow, tell me what you think. REVIEW!