E1;Tara,
Ireland,
11:50pm.
Holly Short looked up into the beautiful night sky. Earth. How she loved it!
Her long leather coat blew in the wind. She scowled at it. It had been Artemis's idea for her to wear it so she could hide her weapons. She looked like a wanna-be Matrix character, or so Mulch had said before she had punched.
She looked at the huge crowd of fairies. God, there was hundreds! A good majority were demons. It was a full moon tonight, so the guy she was looking for would probably be here.
Holly had another look at the crowd to see if there was anyone she could talk to while she waited. Holly winced. There was no one she knew. She would have to join in with the conversation going on in her head.
"I'm pretty sure a lug's faster than a snail," Mulch said.
"No," Doodah said, "The snail is far faster!"
Maybe Holly would just stand in silence.
That's when she seen him. James Crystal. A sprite being charged of robbing a bank. Robbing a bank? Could you choose a more clichéd crime?
"Sorry to interrupt your, eh…ingenious conversation," Holly said into her earpiece. "But I've found the suspect."
She could actually hear the dwarf and the pixie fight over the microphone.
"Go in and grab him!" Doodah cried. "And punch him once or twice. It's always funny when you hit people, Holly."
"It's not funny!" called Mulch, "It's swore!"
Holly cut them off before they could start yet another pointless conversation.
She casually walked a little closer to the sprite, putting on sunglasses to hide her face.
She didn't think that anyone would recognize her, considering she had been missing for three years. In fact, most people thought she was dead. But there was always one person who noticed.
Holly moved a little closer.
"Hey," she said in the most girlish voice she could manage. "Aren't you James Crystal?"
"Why, yes I am," the sprite said, hearing a girls voice. And when there's a girls voice, there's a girls body to come with it.
He spun round to see a short elf in a long coat. He looked past the sunglasses and seen what was possibly the hottest face he had ever seen.
"What can I do for you?" he asked in what he thought of as a captivating tone.
He put his arm round her shoulder.
Holly shuddered. She didn't get paid enough for this.
"You can come quietly," she said, her tone slowly changing back to normal.
James, being a sprite, thought that Holly was inviting him into bed with her.
"Like good boys do we?"
Holly ground her teeth. Sprites. The fourth stupidest creatures on or under the planet, next to goblins, trolls and humans.
"No," she said, just before twisting his wrists and handcuffing him.
"You're under arrest for theft," Holly said.
She would have added more to that, listing the various other crimes he had committed, but something had cought her eye.
A goblin. It wasn't really the goblin, they're not the most interesting things to look at, but what he was holding.
A riffle.
Aimed at her.
Holly had a second to come up with a plan.
She pushed the sprite out the way and jumped, just before the gun was fired.
On her way to the ground, Holly had caught her arm on something.
She landed on the ground with a thud most of the impact going to her head.
She looked at her arm, where her coat had been ripped and where there was a deep cut.
Holly looked up to see a with a blade in his hand standing over her. He had obviously been sneaking up on her.
Holly jumped to her feet and pulled out two Neutrino's. She looked around the crowd and seen at least fifteen fairies the were armed, all surprisingly close to her.
Holly turned on her earpiece.
"Mulch! Doodah!" she hissed, "I need you to get a Retrieval team up here, fast! Things are about to get messy!"
She cut off before they could answer.
A pixie with a knife dived towards her. Holly dodged, grabbed his wrist and broke it.
Everyone's in dander, Holly thought, I have to get them out of here.
It was obvious what the enemy was trying to do. They were trying to take out the biggest threat to their plan(Holly) then take out the rest of the crowd.
Holly stood up on a large flat rock.
"Listen!" Holly shouted, "You all need to get out of here! You are all in danger!"
At her words, all hell broke loose.
"Crap," she muttered. Then she shouted, "Are there any LEP officers here?!"
A few fairies raised their hands.
"We are!"
"Good," Holly said, "Make sure everyone gets back to the shuttle port."
The officers nodded, not realizing they were taking orders from a civilian.
Holly jumped down from the rock and cocked her weapons.
Two goblins came at her. One with a knife, the other with a blade.
The blade scratched her face, the last of her magic healing it.
Holly drew out her Neutrino's and fired.
Nothing happened. They were, obviously , not working.
"Stupid Foaly," Holly muttered, throwing the useless guns down.
That's when a rather hard object hit the back of her head.
Holly's legs buckled and she fell to the ground, blood running down her face. The last thing she seen was the Retrieval team finally arriving.
E1:Tara,
Chute terminal,
Five minutes earlier.
"So what's our situation?" Commander Kelp asked, as him and the Retrieval team exited the shuttle.
"We have no idea, Sir," replied one of the officers, "The person who phoned us just said that things were going to get ugly, fast."
Trouble nodded.
That's when they heard it. A noise; like a herd of cattle charging towards them.
They looked up to see it was the equivalent to a herd of cattle.
A herd of fairies.
Running towards the chute terminal.
The team had been in a situation like this before, of course. What LEP officer hadn't? It was standard civilian behavior. They see danger, they run.
They pulled the start cords on their wings and flew out into the night sky and seen what the caller had meant by ugly.
Some civilians were still there and there was about fifteen armed fairies.
The team landed on the ground and Trouble noticed a figure lying on the ground, covered in blood.
Holly Short.
He wasn't that surprised to see her, she always got herself into messes like this.
The officers pulled out their weapons. Fifteen against six.
This should be interesting.
AN; sorry for the lack of notes. But I'm new to this site and I'm still trying to work it! Eh…so anyway! Artemis Fowl and co. don't belong to me. And reviews would be nice.
Piece out,
extra short.