Holly smiled; she had finally managed to snag some free time, to talk to Artemis as a friend for once, without mention of devious plots and homicidal pixies. She laughed as he mentioned something that had happened at school, and was content to sit and chat.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a bull troll charged through the wall of the building next to them. Debris flew everywhere as they ran for cover. She looked to the Troll's back, to find the demon Leon Abbot sitting atop it's back, cackling wildly. "There is no escape!" he roared.
Artemis stopped and smirked, turning to face the pair.
"You have made a mistake, Abbot. You see, I still have magic left over from the time stream."
What?thought Holly. Since when?
Artemis raised a pale hand, allowed blue sparks to dance at his fingertipps for a moment, and... promptly transformed into a small pink butterfly. Holly watched in horror as he floated away.
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Holly awoke in her bed, a cold sweat rolling off of her. She eyed the empty carton on her night table with disdain.
That's it. she thought. No more vole curry before bed.