Yes, well then we are off to chapter 17, I can't believe people are actually reading my story! ^_^ Anyways I shall go on with this chapter to make you guys happy so I could stop talking. Sorry for the shortness, I was going to add it to the last one, but I thought it would be better for the chapter to split.
I DO NOT OWN Artemis Fowl. Wish I did, but then my name would be Eoin Colfer. Not L0ra2
Warning may contain swear words. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Chapter 17: Broken relations
Dear diary,
No, this cannot happen! Arg. Why must this happen to me? Now I must proceed alone. This is what happened right after I killed my Mother. Is Karma getting to me?
-O.K
Opal woke up hours later from the last time she was conscious. There was still a slight pain from her back from the knife. She sat up putting one hand on her forehead and shaking it slightly. Opal then remembered that someone or something dropped a note on her chest. The note was now covered in dust. Opal wiped the layer of dust off the note then proceeded to read.
Dear Opal,
I see that you still are at work…again you have killed someone that we both know. How dare you kill Stephanie Koboi! I shall be watching you, I have a plan for you and you're not going to like it.
-Anonymous
Opal crumpled the paper and threw it on the ground. She had to figure out a way to get out of the elevator shaft. No one was there anymore. Opal tried to climb the shaft and peek through the opening, but she could only see a glimpse of the building. The body of her Mother wasn't there anymore. The L.E.P must have taken the body to examine it. Opal thought and she looked around for something that would help her get out. As she was looking she was remembering how her Mother died. How did the L.E.P know about the death so suddenly? There wasn't an explosion and there weren't any witnesses. How did they know? She thought and found a dirty rock climbing clip. There were wires in the elevator shaft, but they weren't connected to any elevator whatsoever. Opal wrapped around one of two wires around her waist and put the clip on joining the circle of the first wire. The clip made a sound, a clicking sound. Opal pulled the clip and it was perfect. She tugged on the other wire and there was a pulley about 5 stories high from where she was. She started to pull herself up from the wires and it worked perfectly. Opal was also strategic. A smart person must be if she or he wanted to do big things in the world. Opal made her way to the opening and she untied herself. Opal left took the clip so if anyone fell in there they would get out if they were alone. Opal saw pieces of tape on the ground that marked a dead body. Surely the L.E.P would be there once again with other people to investigate if her Mother actually killed herself or someone murdered her. Opal walked along the crime scene. There were blood stains from where her Mother laid. It was starting to get dark outside and she needed to consult Kristina with the next plan of murder.
In her fiction book, their Father was next. It was going to be a hurtful murder. Opal's Father used to abuse her when she was younger. He started trying alcohol, and then the abusing started to happen. In her teenage days, he used to do that a lot. He was hitting her, using one of his weapons on her and other hurtful things that are a nightmare to other children. Who would want their own Father to abuse them? Now Opal got weapons of her own. The neutrino, she could paralyze her Father then after he awoke, he would back off. Opal felt as if she had all the power. Bigger, better, stronger, power.
She touched the blood and rubbed it against her fingers. It was damp, she didn't know the exact time, but she did know that everything happened 4 hours ago. Opal could be a tracker if she wanted to, she could track the footprints and see what was fresh or not. She could even tell how long something has been there. She remembered the clip; it was there for about a couple of decades. Opal wanted to be an inventor and the ruler of the world; she didn't want to be some tracker for the L.E.P.
Opal went outside and saw Kristina a couple blocks away from the destination Opal was in. Opal ran the two blocks to see Kristina crying to herself, her eyes red rimmed and her face wet. She didn't realize that Opal was standing there for a couple of minutes, but then Opal cleared her throat to catch the attention of Kristina. Her eyes narrowed and the sadness turned into hate. She was mad for something, but what? Opal smiled at her, but then Kristina looked away to the other direction that Opal wasn't in. Opal was curious. Why was she ignoring me? She thought and went towards Kristina. Opal put her hand on Kristina's shoulder then Kristina swiftly brushed Opal's hand off her shoulder.
"What is it Kristina?" Kristina started to cry hard. Now the tears were starting to cry freely. It was running down her cheeks fast. Kristina faced the opposite direction of Opal.
"You know what you exactly did Opal." Kristina had said still facing the other way. Opal walked towards her a little bit.
"No seriously Kristina. What did I do?" Opal asked and then realized something. Oh D'arvit. Kristina suddenly turned around furiously. She walked towards Opal's face.
"You killed Mother!" While Kristina was shouting that, she threw her arms in the air, and then held her wrist crying. She backed away from Opal knowing that something might happen to her. Opal's eyes widened.
"What was I supposed to do?! Let her live after I told her I killed our brothers?! Kristina it was in the book, in the print. You were supposed to read the entire thing before we proceeded." Opal explained then Kristina shook her head in disbelief.
"I didn't know that!" Kristina shouted in Opal's face. Kristina felt heart broken.
"I told you when you read the next murder. The one of my ex-boyfriend!" Opal yelled and saw Kristina pacing back and forth. She was still crying, she must have loved her Mother.
"Really? I didn't hear you! Now you go off killing our own Mother without even telling me otherwise!" Kristina sat back down on the bench she was sitting on before. Opal sat next to her.
"This wasn't a murder Kristina. This was suicide. I took Mother to a place where I could talk to her alone then she spilled her feelings at me. I was about to kill her with the knife I had but then she saw the knife and took it from me then killed herself."
"Lies!" Kristina shouted and slapped Opal across the face hard. Opal's cheek was turning red and Opal was now furious.
"Okay I am lying to you. I convinced her to kill herself saying that she would be better off dead. She was suffering from depression and I used that to my advantage. Our Mother is out of our lives, we can do anything we want, but then there's Father…."
"Shut your bleeping mouth Opal! Can't you see I loved Mother with all my heart and you simple killed her! You're a heartless bitch!" Kristina shouted. She was now 15 years old, she could now swear.
"I am a what? I am not a heartless bitch, but I use my heart less, yet I still have some heart inside of me to care about my own sister!" Opal didn't feel like herself when she swore. It just wasn't her style. Kristina looked at Opal's cold dark eyes.
"You know what Opal? We may be related, but we will never, be sisters." Kristina got up from the bench and turned around to run home leaving Opal sitting on the bench alone. Opal's hate grew, she had to do it. She knew everything. Opal had shed a tear landing on her pants.
"Oh Kristina. Why did you do this?" Opal took out a list.

Jacob, x
Tyler,x
Matt,x
Mother,x
Father

Opal wrote down a name. She wrote down Kristina's name in bold print and she put the list of murders in her pocket. She headed towards her liar with the sadness of Kristina leaving in her heart. Now Opal was heartless. She cared about no one, but herself.
Kristina made the team! She must be so proud. *says with sarcasm* Kristina is on the list of murders, now Opal will have to dispose of her before she goes running to the L.E.P. Sorry it was shorter than normal chapters but yeah wanted this part on its own. So, read and review. I will have the next chapter up soon.