These things were not considered, by Artemis, to be great accomplishments. Particularly number three, of which he was now sorely regretting. He gave an inaudible moan as he hit the bed sheets, this he thought, was a living nightmare. Little did he know that it really had yet to begin.

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~A Few Minutes Later~

"Damn that stupid MudWhelp!" She growled, her eyes narrowed through Artemis Fowl's bedroom window. She sighed, "At least he's finally asleep." Blowing the bangs from her face she let a smile grace her face. "He won't be up for a while, poor little boy."

…

Butler had gone to bed an hour and a half ago, tired from Artemis' constant theorems and research. He, however, had had a normal amount of sleep the past three days, unaware of Artemis' marathon of wakefulness. Had he been awake, he still wouldn't have been able to hear the scrape of an opening window, or the whoosh of a sliding curtain coming from Artemis' room across and down the hall. Artemis the First's room. He did here the quickly silenced yell that followed it though.

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~A Few Moments Before~

"Hmm, what to do what to do?" She thought aloud, standing next to the now unresponsive form of Artemis Fowl The Second. "You do pose a challenge!" Sung Opal, her sarcasm dripping.

After waiting a few moments, and just before she was going to start getting annoyed – ah, her cue! A stifled yell came from the room down and across the hall. Just as she was dragging her captive out the window into the rather frigged night, she heard the stomping footsteps rushing to the other room - she only had a few minutes.

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~Again - A Few Moments Before~

Jumping out of bed, fully alert Butler made note of a thump/crash from the next room over - obviously Juliet had heard the noise too. His suspicions were confirmed as she bust out of her room at the same moment as he burst out of his, both racing for their employer's bedroom door. The bed sheets had been strewn across the floor and Artemis the First was nowhere to be found.

"Mister and Misses Fowl -" Juliet began, facing her brother. Just then a frumpled looking Mrs. Fowl ran into the room. Surveying the sight she put a hand to her mouth.

"Oh god. Not Timmy too." She then walked over and put her hand on the bed stroking the tossed blankets, her eyes filling with tears.

"Where were you?" asked Butler.

"The kitchen." she whispered. He nodded then turned to leave the room, stopping as though stunned at the door. He turned around slowly.

"Was Artemis with you?" He directed the question at Angeline, but at her stunned silence and a shared look with Juliet, he bolted out the door. Juliet fallowed in quick succession.

Artemis's room was empty; except here there was no sign of a struggle here. The window was hanging open though.

"Not good." Juliet said.

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~Stolen LEP Stealth ship about 2.3475628765 miles from Fowl Manor~

"Oh! You actually got him! That's a bonus!" Opal One said to her younger pixie counterpart, rubbing her hands together. For you see, they hadn't really been trying to kidnap there arch nemesis' father - that was just a distraction.

"Yes. That great oaf was taking so long to get down the hall and I thought, 'Why not?' He could come in handy." A maniacal grin spread over Opal Two's face as she tightened the rope around Mr. Fowl's wrist with a flourish of her tiny hand.

"Yes, I agree entirely." said Opal One Ignoring the pained expression on the gagged face of Mr. Fowl she continued, "I wonder, did little Arty ever tell you about us? Mr. Fowl?" The startled look on his face answered her question.

"Oh guess not! Aw well, betters the revenge that the Fowl kid is never going to thwart us again." Opal Two answered her older self's question.

"Genius!" Opal One scoffed, "more like arrogant savant! To think himself a match for me." She shook her head in mock disgust. "He should have died in that damned Troll attack at the 11 wonders exhibit! It was a perfect set up! His memory erased, Trolls, cameras, irony, a raging river - witch, if I might add, he did almost drown in."

"Yes sounds wonderful, but remember, it didn't work." commented Opal Two. Opal one gave herself a scathing glare.

"Just throw him in with the little one." She said. Opal Two gave a small smirk and drug there captive to the prisoners cell at the back of the ship.

The prisoners cell was fit for four fairies; it was a bit cramped for two humans. Mr. Fowl found himself roughly chucked into this area alongside his similarly bound and unconscious son. The fact that his son was unconscious did little to ease his worry of the situation.

Opal Two untied the gag from around his mouth.

"What did you do to my son?" He spat. Opal shrugged in reply.

"No more than he deserves." She smiled. "Seekersleeper, though it's an older rather unstable model. Then again, I'm not too concerned about how much damage it will do to his system, than again, neither was the LEP back then." Laughing she exited, locking the hatch.

Artemis I didn't know what a 'seekersleeper' was but disusing from the names 'seek' and 'sleep' he had a vague idea of its function. As for what that strange creature had said about 'No more than what he deserved.' it seemed that this was payback to his son for something he had done. He hung his head, what had Artemis been doing behind his back all these years?

Looking over he saw his son stir and open his eyes. They made eye contact and then Artemis II's eye flicked taking in the situation.

"Opal, you've gone too far." was all he said before his eyes glazed over and he slumped again.