This story takes place after The Last Guardian, so don’t read this until you read that.
He was back. Artemis Fowl was alive again… Without a spell. He had come to a body without being called into it. This fact puzzled the most renowned fairy scientists alive. This is impossible, they all thought. This hasn’t happened since the necromancers became extinct.
Artemis was alive-that much was true. He was slowly regaining his memories,and the boy Holly had known came back. But he couldn’t go home, as Argon and other fairy scientists wanted to, er… study him.
ARGON CLINIC, HAVEN
“WHAT?! YOU’RE SENDING HIM WHERE?!”
Foaly winced as Holly shouted several more things, none of them pleasant.
“If you’re sending him away, why not just send him home?”
Foaly sighed. “Because everyone in Ireland knows he died. And there’s someone at Hathaway who can help Artemis.”
Holly glared at him. “There’s also someone who will kill him.”
“Several people have tried to kill me.”
Foaly and Holly both started at the sound of Artemis’s voice.
“How long have you been standing there?” Foaly asked.
“Long enough to know that you’re sending me away without consulting me first. Not that I mind that much,” Artemis added, a wry smile on his face. “I’m pretty much sick of the good doctor and his inkblots.”
Holly frowned. “How did you get here? Your room is on the other side of the clinic!” Then, right in front of her very eyes, Artemis literally disappeared into the shadows.
Once he was back in “his” room, Artemis walked over to his bed and laid down, falling asleep almost instantly.
It was always the same dream.
There would be a strangely familiar girl smiling sadly at him. I’m glad you’re alive. Promise you’ll remember me?
I promise, Artemis would reply. Then there would be a flash, and he saw the same girl sitting defeatedly on the floor, holding a knife with her arms covered in blood. She screamed, and Artemis woke up.
FOALY’S OFFICE, LEP HEADQUARTERS, HAVEN
“So if you knew where Trinity was and that she was alive, why didn’t you turn her in?” Foaly watched his friend carefully, waiting for a reply.
“Because… because she doesn’t deserve that,” Holly sighed. “She only did what everyone told her to. Even when she escaped, she was only doing what that boy told her would be best.” She glared at Foaly. “She doesn’t. So if I get a memo from Trouble telling me to kill a little girl, I’ll know who to blame. Got it, centaur?”
Foaly held up his hands defensively. “Hey, I’m on your side. Besides, she’s sixteen now. Hardly a child by human standards.”
Holly looked up at Foaly. “Really?” Then she remembered what had happened barely half an hour before. “How did he do that?” she murmured, almost to herself.
Foaly shook his head, understanding what Holly meant. “I don’t know. But it’s even more reason for Artemis to go to Hathaway. Trinity might be dangerous, but she’ll help Fowl. Probably.”
“Well that’s promising,” a familiar voice said sarcastically.
Holly spun around in shock. “Artemis?! What the hell-”
The boy paled. “Er… bye!” And he disappeared, again.