A/N: So here's the third chapter, enjoy! And thanks a lot to Icetalon for their reviews (my first reviews). :)

And like I've said, and as it would be followed in every coming chapters for this fanfic- Artemis Fowl is owned by Eoin Colfer and Animorphs by K.A. Applegate. Not by me. I need not repeat this.

Chapter Three

I morphed to osprey and made my way to Erek the Chee's house. The day was warm, with plenty of heat from thermals. I floated from one pillar of hot air to the next, soaring up and up, not really flapping all that much.

The houses and people were now as small as ants to me. And yet my keen osprey vision did not miss Erek.

I found him about halfway to his house. He was moving in the direction of Cassie's barn. Don't ask me how he knows where to find us at all times.

I lost a bit of altitude and spiralled downwards, stopping and catching a low thermal to keep me off the ground.

~Hi, Erek,~ I called in thought-speak, floating in circles.

I saw him stop and look up. Again, don't ask me how he knew I was up.

I spilled air from my wings and descended even lower, landing on a streetlight. ~I was just coming to get you. The others are in Cassie's barn.~

Erek nodded and continued walking. I couldn't really demorph and walk with him, thanks to the fact we can't morph shoes. So I gained altitude again, riding the warm updrafts higher and higher.

It took us fifteen minutes to reach our destination. I demorphed as soon as I landed on the grass.

Morphing isn't really pretty, except when Cassie does it, who has got some sort of talent for it. It does not happen logically at all. Sometimes I wish the Andalite morphing technology took care of it, but it doesn't.

The grey-and-white osprey feathers melted and withered, leaving two-dimensional patterns on my skin before disappearing. My beak softened and split to make the nose and mouth. I could literally hear organs shifting inside me, not a pleasant experience. My wings narrowed and elongated to form arms, and the wing tips turned into the great human hands. My talons also shrivelled and split to form my feet.

All this time, I was growing.

As soon as I had completed this immensely-disgusting-but-usual-for-us-freaks process, Erek and I walked to the barn. How would the situation look? We were four humans, one Bird-boy and one Andalite with morphing powers congregating in a barn for sick animals, waiting for an android to give us information on how to save a criminal mastermind from being controlled by parasitic slugs from outer space. And we were supposed to save the world, too.

I think I've gone insane. Yes, that's probably it. I'm in the nuthouse having delusions about aliens from another world.

~Welcome back,~ Tobias said. ~And thanks, Marco, for giving me a clear view of you demorphing.~

I winced. Like I said, morphing is never pretty.

"Alright," Jake said, clapping his hands to get attention. "Erek, when are the Yeerks going after Artemis Fowl the Second?"

Erek was surprised. He made it clear with his holographic facial expression. "So you already know?"

"Yeah," I said. "We kind of noticed that a criminal mastermind stopped aging all of a sudden."

~Can't it be possible he was just turned into a vampire?~ Tobias asked. ~I mean, vampires are immortal, right? Like in Twilight.~

"That still doesn't explain the mismatched eyes."

"Vampire?" Ax asked. "Vamp. Aa-yer."

"Mythical creatures," Rachel explained. "They are pale and good-looking, strong, fast, and can't, or won't, come out during the day. They drink blood and, of course, they're immortal."

"But they're mythical, right?" Ax asked, not at all grossed out about the 'drinking blood' part.

"Erek," Jake interrupted.

"Well," Erek replied. "From what it looks like, the Yeerks depart for Ireland in two hours. This is a pretty big assignment. Visser Three himself is going. Accompanying him would be Chapman and a few other human-Controllers. The Yeerks are going in a private jet equipped with Gleet BioFilters, so you can't go that way. I can't be sure if they're going to attack in Fowl Manor, but they'll definitely try. It's a fortress, with a lot of security, and I mean a lot. But human technology is no match for Yeerk technology. It's going to be tough, but not impossible."

After this long speech, all we could do was stare at Erek.

"A manor?" Rachel asked, breaking the silence. "Impressive."

"Isn't a manor supposed to be a farming estate?" Cassie said.

"What does a manor look like? Is it a residence?" Ax questioned.

"Gleet BioFilters and a fortress. Amazing," Jake muttered.

~Surely they wouldn't be expecting birds in there?~

And I said, "A manor and a private jet. Hey, we might be insane, but this is cool."

A/N: Please review. Thanks! Oh and I might not be able to update for a while, I've got exams coming :p