Chapter 1

Artemis Fowl. I bet this name has just sent over a thousand pings on that paranoid centaurs computer. Meh. Anyways as I was saying, Artemis Fowl. I would say that it all started when I met him but that'd be a huge lie and I hardly ever lie. It really all started when I was ten.

I was never those type of children to believe in ghost stories or fairytales. They were stupid and they were mostly a bunch of trash. Then I had that dream.

It started weird but as most dreams, I didn't bother to pay attention to it. I was simply sitting on my bed that was for some reason located in a field of tall grass. Like usual I was reading something but I hardly remember what it was. It's a dream after all. I suddenly looked up and I saw my house. It was exactly the same with one difference. On top of the normal house there was another third floor added, a wooden one with an attic that had a round window covered by a blood red curtain. Somehow my ten year old self found this normal. Until I saw the hand.

It was a woman's hand. Extremely pale with no imperfections. It was waving at me. In my dream I did the normal thing and waved back. I was a rather friendly kid. The hand flashed me the sign for "Love" in ASL. I said bye in ASL and then turned back to my book. A few seconds later I heard a murder of crows and looked up. I liked crows a lot. In that moment the had came back to the window and I heard the most unsettling laughter ever. It was a girl's voice and the sound was so malevolent I nearly burst into tears. Then she formed a gun at me and made as if she were shooting. The crows all suddenly plummeted down and I woke with the feeling that I was about to die.

I wanted to go to my brother who I could trust to keep me safe but I just couldn't move. My cat seemed to know something was wrong and tried to comfort me. As I was paralyzed with fear, I'm not sure what happened next but I guess you could say I felt something warm and suddenly someone was dragging me to my brothers room, rather harshly might I add. My cat didn't seem to think anything was wrong and I've always placed my faith on my cat's so I let myself be taken. I woke my brother and he was annoyed but let me sleep in his room for the night. A few minutes later after we both had fallen asleep the roof in my room collapsed.

It had collapsed right over my bed and dangerous thing fell down. There was a few rusted metal beams, the reason why it collapsed in the first place, a hatchet and a few dolls and a small chest. We moved the next week but I took the small chest which turned out to be filled with jewelry. Ever since then I've been convinced that there's always more that meets they eye and I started to sift through many ghost stories to find what was real and what was fake, starting with Kurami Tachibana, the blind girl who supposedly haunted my old house.

Over the years my new found hobby never faded and Kurami never left, her mad cackling always there even if I never communicated with her. I sank deeper into fantasy than ever before when my parents divorced. it was my way of healing, even if I sank too deep and even Kurami tried to pull me away. In the end I ended up moving with my brother and his boyfriend.

It was all good until the childhood problems he had that left him mute caught up. They tried to burn our house down with all of us inside and while they're the ones that ended up dead after getting trapped in the house after starting the fire, we all decided it was best to move once more. We decided Italy was a lovely place but they said It'd be best if they went ahead first to get settled down since we were technically homeless.

Of course I wasn't too big on the plan since my dad was in the hospital due to an accident, and my mother, who loved us all very much, tended to focus more on her work. Their solution was shipping me to Ireland to stay with a family friend. The Fowl's. I couldn't say no mostly because I hardly wanted to worry them about taking care of me when they were trying to rebuild what we had lost. Plus Ireland had it's own share of lore to tear apart and Kurami always went where I went.

And so I was shoved into a plane and sent to live with them for a while. That's where my interest with fairies started. There was nothing interesting about the plane ride from what I remember. I mean their pringles were ridiculously priced but that's about it. when I finally got off the plane I felt awful. My head was killing me, my back muscles were sore and i was extremely dizzy. I took a tylex and went out to meet someone who I soon learned was named Juliet Butler. I learned that she liked wrestling, the color green, and talked waaaay too much. I was more than happy when we finally arrived. I needed some sleep.

"Hello Maeve it's nice to see you again" Angeline said. She was the only of the Fowls who I had actually met. I mean I did see the twins but they were just babies.

"Heya" I said giving my little signature wave. I turned to Artemis Senior. I had never met him though but he seemed nice enough. He held out his hand and we shook hands.

"It's nice to finally meet you Maeve"

"You too" I answered with a smile. Like I mentioned before, I was a very friendly person. Then I met Artemis Fowl the Second. My first thought was that the kid needed to chill a bit.

"Heya I'm Maeve Cinders" I said as we shook hands. "Artemis Fowl" He said. I only lasted for about six seconds before I giggled.

"Wow it sounds like a I'm at a job interview" I said and he gave a small smile. "I get that often" He said.

"It's nice to see you two getting along" Angeline said. "It's getting late now, I'll have Butler show you to your room" She said and I nodded. My room which was a guest room was super nice, with a king sized bed. I went and took a shower before getting ready to sleep. I then spent about an hour doodling in my sketchbook before I fell asleep.

When I woke up I checked my phone and noticed it was 2am. I sighed and noticed I had left the lamp on. As I moved to turn it off my reflection caught in the mirror and I groaned. The drawing I had been working on had become imprinted on my cheek. Sighing, I left the room towards the bathroom where I washed my face. On the way back to my room I realized that Artemis was up and talking to someone. I wasn't an eavesdropper so I didn't even bother to listen in, but I did catch something that piqued my interest. Fairies.

I had found my new research subject.