Chapter 2: Mourning Butler
Artemis sat in his study, staring at his computer. The room was completely dark save for the one monitor. On the screen was Butler's obituary, downloaded off the Dublin newspaper website. There wasn't a picture to go along with the words. Butler didn't have many photos taken. He wasn't very photogenic.
Artemis understood that Butler was gone. But he refused to accept it. Butler died before, but Holly had managed to bring him back. But this time, there was no chance. Holly was out of magic, and the warlocks refused to resuscitate a human.
A small crack of light hit the young boy's face. In another moment in was gone. Artemis barely paid attention to the new person in the room.
"Artemis?" Minerva said quietly. Artemis didn't say anything. Since Butler had died, Artemis barely said anything. He was normally an annoyingly sarcastic boy that rarely shut up. Now, people were lucky to hear the word "hello" come out of his mouth.
"Are you alright" still he said nothing. Minerva moved closer to him. Her eyes were full of concern, and pain. She cared about Butler. Truth be told, a part of her had fallen in love with the older man. There was something about him that the young girl adored. But now he was gone. And that part of her that loved him was gone too.
"Artemis, you have to talk to somebody." He didn't move. "Will you just look at me?" Artemis turned his head towards her. What Minerva saw was a broken young man. His eyes were puffy and bloodshot. His pale face was red, and two thin streaks ran down his cheeks where he had cried. He turned away. "Artemis we all miss Butler. But we have to move on. You think Butler would want us moping around because of him." she paused for a second. "No. He'd want us to move on."
"Well that maybe easy for you, but it's not that simple for some of us. Sorry."
"Artemis, stop being a baby!" Artemis swung around to face her.
"Don't tell me what to do! You may be smart, Minerva, but you have no idea what I'm feeling! Butler was the one consistent thing in my life. He was there when I was born, he was there for me when my father disappeared and when my mother became bedridden. And now he's gone." He turned back to the computer. "You may be a genius, but sometimes you can be completely naïve."
A tear threatened to fall from Minerva's eye, but she held it back. Instead, she turned all her pain into anger. "Bastard!" she yelled running out of the room. Artemis barely even heard her. He turned all his attention back to the computer and Butler's obituary.
That chapter was a bit short, but the next chapter should be a little longer. Artemis is a little out of character, true. But I wanted to make him seem more like a grieving person who's lost someone dear than an annoyingly smart asshole. He'll get back to his normal self very soon. Fear not. And don't give up on me or my story. R&R please! Other wise I'll make sure my ending author's note is longer than my chapter! Really, I'll write one word for the story, and then the rest be an author's note. Don't tempt me! R&R please! Oh, and thank you to all those who have reviewed.