Disclaimer:I don't own anyone or anything from the Artemis Fowl series.
I do, however, own Alina, Elsa, and the Loss Factor theory thing...jah. :P
I've decided to start putting something before my writing; a poem, a song, a quote, basically anything that inspires me while I'm writing, though it may not necessarily relate with what I'm writing. It's fun to do, though...so yeah. ^^ I've also gone back and added quotes and such to all the chapters before, so go have a look! :)
Welcome a world, a land of dreams
Where something's are nothing and not as they seem
Where down is up and up is down
Where you can hide forever and never be found
Welcome a voice, a voice never heard
A voice that teaches lessons but never are learned
It speaks by the tree
Where the purple grass grows
Welcome a love, a love full of pain
A love made by sorrow, chaos and rain
Wipe your tears, cry no longer my dear
For now you are trapped in a world of dreams
Welcome a fear, a fear all your own
A fear that destroys you and your new home
No hiding place found, it lurks all around
This fear has entered your world of dreams
This world of dreams, welcome it now
You can't stay underground, soon you'll be found
Now hiding my dear, no longer can you wait
Time to give up dear, debt has to be paid
You've spent all your time in a land of dreams
To escape all that pain and your continuing screams
No longer can you stay
Today's your last day
Tumbling and twirling, spiraling down
Life flash before you, silence is bound
To destroy you at last, the pain never leaves
From the tree where the purple grass grows
With its dripping red eves
You have to leave this world, a land of dreams
Leave it now, return to your screams
Your hold on reality is slipping up fast
Its time to leave, say good bye to the past
Its time to wake up
Leaving your world, a land of dreams
Where some things are nothing and not as they seem
Where down is up and up is down
Where you can hide forever and never be found.
Welcome a world, a land of dreams
~By LeRoy Harusha
"Well gee; that changes things." Holly punched his shoulder, breaking him out of his thoughts. "You should have said before that it can change. Heck, I should have guessed. You're right, by the way. The future isn't set in stone; not at all, and because of that, we can go on."
Artemis glared at her, feeling that she didn't completely understand the situation. "Even if the future isn't unchangeable, the Loss Factor theory is still very accurate; everything that it has predicted so far may very well still come to be. So, hypothetically, we could still be 'screwed' in the future, and nothing we are doing or will do will change that fact."
After strapping herself once more into the pilot's seat, Holly took control of the shuttle once more, answering briefly before she shifted all her focus to driving. "Better to still try, though. Sometimes all one can do is have faith that everything will pull through. What do you think I had to go on through all of our adventures? Even I'm not invincible, you know."
"Yes, I know..." Clearly Artemis's mind was elsewhere, so Holly turned her full attention to piloting, seeing that they were drawing ever nearer to Opal's destination in Germany. Briefly wondering why Germany was the chosen place, she began steeling herself for the fights, work, and risk that was sure to follow their landing.
Just like the last six times... she mused inwardly, a small bubble of laughter escaping her throat. She, Artemis, and the others had been through so much together; they were almost like an inseparable family. No, not a family, she decided. More like we're all separate magnets kept in one box and shaken around. We always end up with each other, whatever comes our way. And that's the way I like it; everyday life would be so boring without that human to stir things up every now and then. I sincerely hope that our adventures continue for years to come.
The genius was still sitting, staring out the window as the stormy ocean flashed past, grieving silently, though he would not let the reason he sorrowed show.
No, you're not invincible at all. he sighed inwardly, the dull, aching burden of knowledge settling once again over his being.
After many long minutes, Opal had finally pushed Alina away, disappearing into her private cabin in the rear of the spacious ship without a single word of thanks or dismissal to her 'servant'. Not that the girl cared much at all; things were generally more pleasant without Opal around to stir things up. There was something melancholy about the pixie, though; that was the part that made Alina want to comfort her. Sometimes the fairy seemed just like any other girl Alina had known; a girl her age in need of a friend.
So how is it that she's an accomplished fairy who's patented hundreds of inventions and gizmos - Opal had made sure that Alina knew of her great fame - and still she's somehow like a little girl? Certainly after doing everything she's done, she doesn't still regret it? Shaking these thoughts from her head, Alina fumbled her way as quietly as possible to the kitchen area of the shuttle, rummaging through the cupboards, fridge, and drawers, looking for something that she would actually want to eat.
There was a usual array; ketchup, syrup, butter, milk, everything you'd find in a normal kitchen excluding meats and that sort of thing. Apparently, fairies were vegetarians to a point. The labels were a bit odd, though, and in a language and writing that Alina couldn't understand, though it was probably because they were fairy-made rather than made by humans. When she had assembled a rough sort of sandwich, she took a huge bite and felt her eyes begin to water right away. The food tasted fine for the most part, but there must have been some sort of spicy plant or spice added to the mustard, because her tongue encountered it right away.
Forcing herself to finish eating the sandwich, Alina washed her hands off quickly, not bothering to clean up the mess she'd made, and wandered back into the main control and lounge area. She entertained herself for a short while reading more on Opal's achievements on the computer that was solely for that purpose, but soon grew tired of reading, especially when it came to the parts where Opal murdered some Commander named Julius Root, and all the events following. Knowing that Opal had actually caused someone's death, completely on purpose changed Alina's perspective on the pixie, but for some reason she still felt a certain amount of sorrow for the seemingly lonesome pixie.
A flash of movement outside caught her eye, and she scrambled over to it, anxious to see something new rather than long pages of slowly scrolling text. She looked hard, straining her eyes left and right, attempting to pinpoint whatever had flashed. There wasn't much to see other than stormy seas and sky, and occasional lightning. She was ready to put off what she had seen as a flash of lightning, but when it flashed next, something relatively shuttle-shaped came into view, though it was fairly far behind.
That would explain why she had only barely seen it; there were some things that even the shields of a shuttle couldn't stand up to, and natural electricity was one of those things, apparently. It probably disrupted the vibrations in some odd way that would take several hours in a senior lecture hall in some college to explain, but that was the least of worries. It was gaining on Opal's shuttle and would be alongside in a matter of minutes, and the pixie must be told.
The things I do for this insane fairy... Alina shook her head, then trotted off swiftly to Opal's chambers, knocking and wondering why she was even bothering, especially when boarding would probably mean her freedom.
A sharp, nearly inaudible squeak caused Elsa to jerk her head upright, glancing frantically around, trying to pinpoint where the sound had come from. She finally caught sight of a door where there had been no door before, and emerging from it were what looked like miniature doctors; at least the doctors Elsa had seen before. They were fairies too; she could tell from the ears the surgical masks were stretched over.
As they approached, she shied away, pressing herself into the corner her cot was situated in and making herself as small as possible. The air around the 'doctors' was intense, and frightened her immensely, though she couldn't exactly say why yet. Deep beneath the layers of fake stupidity, her true intelligence lurked, and what it was telling her was nothing good.
Of course, she was somewhere underground; she guessed some sort of facility made for studying humans, but if that was accurate, she was a bearded idiot - which, of course, she wasn't. Maybe it wasn't as bad as that; maybe it was worse, but so far, she didn't have enough info to tell. She didn't recognize any of the masked elves; of course not. She had been accompanied and kidnapped by some sort of field fairies; these were obviously a different section, if not kind, of fairy.
"S...stay away from me!" she managed to squeak at them, though it obviously had no effect. Clearing her voice, she called, "Really; you don't know what you're dealing with. I'm big enough to hurt you; I know that, and I can do it if I need to." she informed them coldly, though it would have hurt her heart to actually need to hurt, let alone kill any of them. Curse her love for anything smaller than herself; it had always been a weakness.
Not necessarily a weakness, she reminded herself quickly. Loving things smaller than you, hating to hurt them isn't wrong; no, not at all. Distracted, she was too slow to recoil from the lunge of one of the fairies and stared in surprise at the needle that now was settled in her thigh. It wasn't particularly painful, courtesy of an extremely sharp needle, shock, and the actual size of the needle; it hadn't been very long at all.
She began to say something, but a yawn cut her off and she had to try again. "That wasn't...very...nice..." she trailed off into sleep, no longer able to keep herself awake. Even without the sedatives just injected, she would have been conquered by sleep soon; she had been dozing off when they had entered.
What h a p p e n s n o w...?
Whee, Chapter 9!
I'm really determined to finish this; I believe I will. And I'm sorry about how long it took me to update; I've just been so busy with school, parties, church, and all that...I haven't had a lot of time on the computer at all, so I've only just now got to writing. :P I'll try to write more, though, and I'll be working on chapters ahead of time more, so that I'll have them ready for whenever I need to post one or whatever...
Yes! Elsa isn't stupid! I changed my mind about her character; she isn't really stupid; it's a mask she uses, and it works pretty well, eh? :P Don't worry; she's not a super genius at all; she's just...different. ^^ But yeah. Writing is fun. :)
I had my birthday on January 14th! I can't believe that I'm 15 years old; it's pretty insane to me. I've been on nearly a year; my anniversary is May 17th! That's a week and a half or so before my little sis's birthday...but jah. :) It feels like I only just joined the other day, so this is huge to me...but thank you everyone who's stayed with me, reviewing and all that awesome jazz during that time! :)
Comments and constructive crit are always welcome; any feedback is pretty much welcome to me. ^^