I Do Not Own The Artemis Fowl Series Or Own The Character Opal Koboi.

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Chapter 3 Pranks and Parties

Dear Diary,

I am going to plan a prank on my parents, but Kristina is the mastermind on this plan (for once). Kristina is the only one by far who remembers my birthday... So I want my revenge on my parents. This is what happened in that very moment...

Haven Underground

Opal and Kristina placed the prank, it was a childish prank, but Opal needed some fun that day besides it was her birthday. The prank was a classic a whoopee cushion upon the seat. Opal looked towards Kristina who was about to blow the thing by laughing.

"Thank you Kristina, you're a good sister." Opal hugged Kristina tightly like she was something she always wanted from the store. Kristina's eyes widened, it was the first time Opal ever hugged someone and Kristina was the first, she was pleased, but weird out at the same time.

"Okay Opal back to reality, now once our parents sit down on the chair it will sound like they just far-" Opal interrupted Kristina with a loud clear of the throat.

"I know what's going to happen, just don't..." Kristina smiled and thought she's back to normal for that sentance. Opal and Kristina sat down in the chairs that didn't have the cushion and smiled at each other like idiots. Their Mother came in the room and it was dinner. The birthday day party was only family since Tyler wanted that. Opal wasnted some of her friends over but her parents didn't realize that it was her birthday. Tyler came into the room and smiled at Opal. He mouthed, It's my birthday not yours. Tyler sat at the end of the table and their Mother was about to sit in the one that wasn't rigged for her. Kristina looked quickly at Opal, she nodded and mouthed, I got this.

"Mother why don't you sit on the right of Tyler? It is the best seat in the house, besides it will mean that you'll be closer to the birthday boy." Their Father heard what Kristina had said.

"Now where will your Father sit? Since you are the pixie who assigned the seats."

"You will sit..." Opal placed the other one and Kristina elbowed Opal gently.

"Ah Father, you will sit across Mother and it's another best place since you will be next to your son." Ferall was impressed by Opal's actions but Opal knew that will soon fade after both Ferall and Stephanie took a seat. Kristina and Opal waved their hand for them to sit down on their sits and thsy did. There was a loud sound coming from their rear. Tyler,Kristina and Opal were laughing. The other two siblings came down to see 'what's up'. Jacob and Matt slightly smiled becasue they didn't know what was happening. Their parents didn't know what was coming and was very angry.

"Who has done this childish prank?" They both almost shouted and they three siblings who wre laughing seemed that they planned it. Opal was laughing the hardest and the parents assumed that she pulled the prank and both Ferall and Stephanie stood up.

"Opal Belinda Koboi. Did you pull this prank?'

"Well I helped Kristina."

"Good enough for me, Opal you are grounded for a month."

"What?! This wasn't even my idea it was Kristina's and-" Her Father cut in.

"Don't blame your younger sister Opal you heard what your Mother said."

"How could I be grounded when we're underground?" Opal asked like a bratty cheer leader.

"Don't give us a hard time Opal, now go, I will be leaving after this to go to a celebration of my company." Opal's smile faded and she frowned but this wasn't the first time she was yelled at by her parents, but that another story.

"You never knew that my birthday was today so I pulled a prank on you..."

"Today isn't your birthday."

"Yes it is!" Opal screamed and ran up to her study, slammed the door and locked it." Ferall and Stephanie looked at each other, then looked at Kristina.

"Sorry I did all this and today is Opal's birthday, Tyler and Opal share the same birthday. Now will excuse me..."

Opal sobbed in her hands, she just wanted to curl up and die in her study, leaving this world forever to leave the sight of her parents. Opal saw a glass vase and looked at it for a long time then she grabbed it and yelled. Opal threw the glass vase across the room and it shattered, scattering across the floor.

"AH! I HATE MY LIFE!" Opal grabbed her hair and pulled it slightly. Opal went towards the wall and hit it hard with her fist making a hole in the wall. Blood was covered in the fist, it was cut deeply and badly. Opal grabbed her wrist and looked at it, no thoughts went through her mind. Opal then saw a blue spark coming from her finger tips and going towards her palm. The badly cut wound was getting sealed up but it was one single spark. The cut was barely a paper cut. Someone was coming to her study her pixie ears could hear the sound. There was a knock in some sort of pattern.

knock, knock, knock knock knock, knock. That was Kristina's knock that she made up the day before her birthday.

"Come in Kristina." The door knob turned and there was Kristina holding a tissue smiling.

"Do you need a tissue Opal?" She nearly started to cry heavily when Kristina came in with a tissue, but all Opal did was hug Kristina and whispered.

"Thank you Kristina, I'll be alright, but Mother and Father will pay for what they had done." Opal now felt the feeling she felt earlier growing stronger. Opal smiled deviously and laughed a horrible laugh.

"Let's just skip the dramatic moment Opal and move on..." Opal raised an eyebrow at Kristina.

"Move on?" Opal's tone was serious and Kristina knew what Opal could do when she was serious.

"What ever you want to do Opal, that's fine!"

"Great! Will you always stay on my side when I need you?" Opal asked and looked into Kristina's eyes.

"I will Opal."

"Thank you!" Opal went to start a diabolical plan and this was her first plan that would go a long way. Kristina left Opal's study and headed down to see Father leave for the celebration.

"Now who shall die first?"

-o0o-

It was nearly Mid-night and Opal's Father hasn't yet returned from his 'party'. Opal knew they were celebrating like the mud-people do on the surface. Everyone was asleep, but Opal wasn't yet, she was on the last stage of her plan, she had plans A-C if one didn't succeed than the other will. Opal looked closely at her computer screen and typed her last phrase. I will rule the world. When Opal was little her father says when she grows up she could have the world to herself and that's what Opal wanted it was to rule the world, that was her new goal, to rule the fairy world then human world. Opal smirked.

"That would be a riot." Opal printed out the plans and it was written in french. The language that her parents didn't understand. This moon was a full moon and Opal planned after her Father went to bed she'll sneak out to do the ritual since she need magic to help her with her plan. She heard the front door's lock, unlock and Opal poked her head to see the door and saw her Father not looking like himself at all. Opal had to think what was wrong. Depressed? Stressed? Tired? Her Father dropped a memory stick that was just new to the humans, but was very old to the fairies. Opal went to see of her Father was okay, slipping out of her study quietly so she doesn't wake anyone up. Opal tapped his shoulder and he turned around like he wasn't really in control of his body.

"Ah Opal, my daughter..." Opal thought he was acting weirdly and tried to think of human substances. Water, Carbonated water, Juice, Soda, Milk, Wine.

"Are you okay Father you seem different..."

"I feel perfectly fine Belinda... I just had a fun night and all I had been some water that tasted very odd but something kept on telling me to drink it... Nothing really." Opal then was wide-eyed when the answer came to her. Someone must have smuggled alcohol into the water...

"You should go to bed Father, tomorrow is my birthday..." Opal lied.

"No!" Her Father acted like a baby." I know you're birthday was today, I just ignored you because I thought you were too smart..."

"What? Me too smart? Well I am intelligent, but smart? I would have to lose 30 I.Q points to be considered smart." Opal crossed her arms and looked away from her gaze of her Father.

"Listen Opal, leave me alone, I feel not in a good mood to talk about this now..."

"No Father, you listen to me. You promised me the world and I am going to get it! I am going to get the birthday I wanted tomorrow and you will give me the present I deserve."

Opal glared at her Father. Her Father was displeased when Opal gave her little speech. The Alcohol was taking over his moods and body so he wasn't himself. Ferall grabbed the neck part of Opal's shirt and held her up to his face. Opal's chocolate-brown eyes looked into her Father's and his were filled with different emotions while Opal's was filled with fright, disappointment and rage. Opal's long black hair was being tugged by her Father's other hand.

"You were a child Opal! I can't believe you actually believed me when I said that."

"You were lying the whole time?" Opal's Father through Opal towards the wall, she hit he head hard and she nearly went unconscious.

"Yes I was lying to you Opal. I don't pay attention to you, you're the middle child! I never liked you..." Opal was nearly in tears when he said that to his own daughter.

"But why?"

"You are too smart and I supposed to be the smartest in the family." Opal wanted to get up but she thought she broke a rib. Her Father came up to her and pulled her by the hair, picking up Opal to look out the window.

"No, don't do this Father!" Opal pleaded to her Father who just shrugged.

"We live on the second floor, it's pretty high and if I throw you, most of your ribs would be broken."

Opal shedded tears and it was slipping down her cheeks. Her Father was about to almost kill his only highly intelligent daughter. Opal could imagen the news headline now. Death by fall.

" I'll do anything, but please, don't kill me..." Her Father smirked,

"Yeah this isn't my time" Opal sighed in relief but Farell had lied.

He swung Opal once and on the second time, he threw Opal out of an opened window and Opal was screaming for a very short period, till she hit the ground going unconscious. Unfortunately for Opal she hadn't received her new magic yet and was in deep pain. There was a scratch on Opal's head that bled a lot and one of her ribs was puncturing her lungs. Her left arm was broken and her right arm was flowing with blood. Opal looked dead, but she was unconscious, living the emotional and physical pain. If Opal was awake to feel the pain the her neck, she would feel like it was burning and her shoulders were not working very well. 10 minutes later...

Opal laid on the ground, not a single move coming from her body. Opal regretted asking her at her what's wrong and replying everything to him. Opal's rib was still puncturing her lung, she couldn't call out for help and she couldn't move anymore. The second floor was dangerous and Opal was living the dangers of the second floor. The blood that was flowing from her right arm was getting dried up and getting sticky. A pool of blood was surrounding her body. Opal could barely breathe anymore. What's the meaning of life when there's death? Opal thought to herself. Opal was somewhere dark and damp. There was one light one block away from Opal's house. She heard some other fairies coming towards her, chatting in Gnommish. They were chatting about what should they do tomorrow.

"So what do you wanna do tomorrow?" Opal thought it was a boy talking, presuming that there was another guy and they were buddies.

"I don't really know, I have nothing planned..." The voice sounded familiar to Opal and wondered who that certain person was.

"It'll be so cool if something just happened now, since I am bored." The other guy murmured. Both guys looked at each other and chuckled like idiots. They knew that nothing was going to happen, but what they didn't know is that Opal was laying on the ground in excruciating pain laying in a pool of blood. Opal wanted them to know that she was there, that she was dying and that she needs someone to help her. Opal made a mistake of moving and the rib punctured the lung harder and deeper. The only thing that came out of Opal's mouth was a groan. The two boys jumped literally from the groan and they walked towards each other in fright. They slowly came towards Opal hoping it was just something else. All the boys saw of Opal was a shape of her form and they both said in sync.

"A pixie like us." They knew it was a pixie from the ears.

"Anyone there?" The familiar voice asked into the darkness. The other boy grabbed something from his pocket and pressed it. A strong flash came upon Opal;s face and it stayed bright. The boy who had the flash light pointed the light on Opal's body and was shocked about the blood. A strong flash went upon her. The light was staying bright and Opal couldn't see the fairy's face. The boy with the flash light put the light on Opal's body but that light was still bright for Opal. those two boys were shocked to see the dried up blood upon Opal's chest and right arm. the blood was as red as an apple. The only thing Opal could think about at the moment was, the voices that one of the boys had...

"Is she dead?" The other boy asked curiously. Opal had the energy to just open her eyes not anything else.

"lets hope not" The familiar fairy's voice filled with worry like he would be her brother.

"Should we heal her?"

"Yeah or we'll might get in trouble if we don't" The fairy came towards Opal and bent down to wipe the hair off her face her eyes were shut.

"But I don't have magic yet..."

"I do" The fairy that was bent down looked at his friend with a raise of an eyebrow.

"How?"

"That's another story..." The fairy who was near Opal placed his hands upon Opal's chest and murmured 'Heal'. Opal fell unconscious but the boys didn't know that since she was acting it so well. Blue sparks came out of the fairy's fingertips and swirled upon her chest, dancing till her wounds were sealed completely. Opal's rib came out of her (used to be) damaged lung and was placed in the proper order. The broken arm did the same. The blue sparks faded back into the fairy's fingertips. Opal's eyes flew open rapidly and she saw the boys run down the block. There was a note near Opal's side and she got up feeling the wounds, they weren't there anymore. Opal tester her voice.

"Testing one, two, three" Opal could talk once again. Opal noticed the note beside her and picked it up.

Opal Koboi, Happy birth day Opal... Opal was wondering who wrote the note and that this fairy had very nice handwriting...for a boy. Opal glanced at the place that the boys ran in and they weren't there anymore. Opal raised an eyebrow in curiosity and sighed.

"Who ever it was...He is very nice." Opal folded the piece of paper and putted it in her pocket. Opal was grateful for what the boy did and she was meaning to keep the note to remind her of the day.

It was a five minutes past mid-night and it was not her birthday anymore, but her family thought it was one day after Tyler's (except Kristina). Opal smiled at the thought she was alive and well, better than ever anyways. Now she had to go home and hope that her Father was sleeping, if he wasn't, then she was screwed. Opal walked into her own house closing the door quietly, she saw her Father on the couch, with his hands covering his face, it was almost like he was weeping. Opal thought her Father was weeping about what he has done, or that something happened before he came back. Opal quietly made her way to the hall towards her bed room when her Father called her name...

"Opal..." His tone was in total sadness. She turned around and came towards her Father bracing herself for anything that he would do. She was terrified and her Father saw it in her eyes.

"I-uh...yeah?" Opal couldn't make proper words come out. Her Father stood up and came towards her.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry about my actions... once you were down there, I saw you covered in blood and it looked like you had broken bones..." Opal's Father gazed down at the floor in disbelief. Opal shedded a tear.

"Why didn't you come and save me? I almost died!" Opal snapped at him. Ferall was ashamed of himself.

"I almost killed you, did you really think I would save you as well?" Opal thought about it and thought no, since it would be ironic if a killer saves your life.

"I don't have my magic yet, didn't you know that? yesterday was my birthday and everyone forgot and the only person who dares to remember was Kristina. Myself and Tyler share the same birthday but he was one year older than me!" Opal was almost in tears. Ferall checked the clock and realized the fact it was 'tomorrow'. Her Father had to make up for it and he knew that a 13-year-old should get her magic. Ferall remembered one of his buddies works in the L.E.P, he could get Opal to the surface and back to get it.

"I want you to go now to the surface and get your magic. I have a friend that works in the L.E.P and I will give him a call..." Opal slightly smiled and looked away from her gaze. She turned around to start to head out the door when her Father stopped her by her arm.

"I'll be fine, go to bed and I'll be here in a couple of hours." Opal smiled trying to be sincere. Ferall looked deeply into Opal's eyes and they had a Father, daughter moment, then he let go. Opal walked out the door. Her eyes still sad and being filled with hate with each moment with her Father. Opal smirked, her plan was going to commence after she got magic...

"I will never forgive him, I shall get my revenge some day..." Opal clenched her fists and walked towards the L.E.P booth.

AN: Thanks once again for reading my story, for those who are interested in it. If you have any ideas for the story I'll be willing to coöperate with you. Is there anything else that happened to Opal that made her turn? What else is there with her other family members? Find out soon... Next chapter = Scattered pieces

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