Artemis Fowl #8: The End of Ages (#2) Nightmares and Daydreams

Summary: Hello, boys and girls!! Welcome to the second issue ofย  AF:The End of Ages, Nightmares and Daydreams. I am proud […]

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Hello, boys and girls!! Welcome to the second issue ofย  AF:The End of Ages, Nightmares and Daydreams. I am proud to intoduce-LOLLIPOPS AND ICE CREAM!!! There are flying clocks from hell in the sky!! The world is coming to an ennd!! The end is nigh, THE END IS-ahem, excuse me. Anyway, I am proud to present, owned by one Eoin Colfer, ARTEMIS FOWL: NIGHTMARES AND DAYDREAMS

PART ONE: SEARCHERS

Chapter Two: Nightfall

Haven City, The Eleven Wonders, The Temple of Artemis

Artemis slid down a steep bank in the terrain, then continued running. Behind him, a troll bounded after him, roaring ferociously. Its Dreadlocks waved after it.It’s sleek reddish-brown skin shone in the artificial light.

“RAGGGHH!!” The troll reared up onto it’s hind legs, beating it’s chest ferociously.

Artemis heard this, and increased his speed. The 19-year-old genii wore a ragged, torn, and in some places burnt Armani suit. A shredded black longcoat trailed behind him. He was wielding a Neutrino, and even as the troll reached him, roaring vengefully, he spun around, activating the Neutrinos see-in-the-dark feature.

A light equal to that of a floodlight burst out of the gun. The troll reared backwards, howling pitifully. Seeing his chance, the Irish genius ripped off his longcoat and tossed it in the opposite direction, then jumped in the river. The troll went bounding after it, it’s nose leading it in the direction of vengeance.

Artemis dived deep down into the water, pushing himself deeper and deeper with each stroke. Soon, he came to the bottom of the river. Fighting against the current, he pushed past more than eighty years worth of debris. His eyes, one hazel one blue, scanned the dirt and mud, his eyes sliding over artificial limbs and torsos, discarded troll skulls, and other random junk.

Finally, his eyes caught the glint of metal. Even as his lungs started to ache painfully, Artemis clenched thesmall metal box. It was inscribed with a solid gold P.

P for Pegasus.

Lungs aching and weary, Artemis broke water, then ducked back under, gasping in a few precious breaths of stale air, locked underground for hundreds of years. The troll that had been chasing him sat on the riverbank, chewing on the longcoat, licking at the small spatters of human blood that dotted the leather.

Artemis had left his Neutrino above ground, hoping that the troll wouldn’t find it. It lay crushed under the beast’s foot. Slowly, the Irish genius crept out of the water. His foot made a splash as it slipped back into the water. The troll looked up, and bloodlust filled it’s eyes. The beast wanted more than a few drops of blood.

It glanced at the water hesitantly, then leaped in, swimming to the other side. Other trolls were already bounding over to him, attracted by the commotion, and somewhere, the faint, lingering smell of females in heat.

But Artemis was already gone, his thin, spindly legs carrying him as fast as they could. A couple feet from the river, there was a small shuttle with the intertwined letters FI. Fowl Industries. Artemis yanked the door open, sliding in side. Jumping into the driver’s plush gel-padded seat, he felt the small ship rock as the trolls began to batter it.

Artemis grabbed the controls. As the trolls beat at the shuttle, it rose into the air. Artemis’ ship hovered in the air for a few minutes, then took off, zooming out of the reach of trolls. A long claw scored the bottom of the shuttle as it escaped, but Artemis pulled the ship higher.

Without taking the time to sigh in relief or examine his prize, Artemis swung the ship around, and zoomed towards Tara.

Haven City, Municipal City Sewer System, Route 7-B, Pegasus Co.

Trouble Kelp activated the floodlight on his Neutrino. So did Mulch, who proceeded to shine it in Trouble’s face.

“Ugh! You D’arviting dwarf, I’ll kill you!”

Mulch snorted. “In your dreams, elf.”

“You know perfectly well that I could bench-press your flimsy Dwarf body. Why-”

The two paused. Trouble’s flashlight had landed on something. The two noticed the rotting stench of carrion in the air.

A body lay on the floor in front of them, dead a week or two. Four legs stuck out of the body. A centaur’s legs.The legs of the LEP’s top technological advisor.

The body of Foaly lay before them.

Trouble let out a small gasp. “Foaly. By the gods. No.”

Haven City, LEP recycling area, The Recycling Ceremony Of LEP advisor Foaly

“…ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.”

Holly sobbed, and buried her head in Trouble’s shoulder.

Chix Verbil let the metal container holding Foaly’s body fall into the vat. Slowly, the acid ate up the vat, and the last remains of Foaly melted into nothing.

Slowly, wiping the tears from her eye and adopting a brave face, Holly took the stand.

“Foaly…Foaly was good friend, and a good soldier. A bit paranoid at times but…he was a genius. In more ways than one. He-he will be missed.” Holly crept back down the steps, her eyes red with tears, sobbing quietly.

Over by the vat was Cabelline, and a small little foal, Foaly’s prized daughter. Holly and Trouble walked over to them. “Cabelline, I’m so sor-”

Then a shuttle flew overhead, staggering so low, Holly could see the name inscribed on the side. FI. Fowl Industries.

“A-artemis?” Holly murmured.

Trouble glanced at her. “What did you say?”

“Nothing. Listen, um, I have to go. Cabelline, I’m sorry about Foaly, and…” The ship was getting further away by the minute, and it was staggering dangerously low.

Holly burst into a run, dashing after the shuttle.

Artemis. ARTEMIS!

 


 

 

 

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7 responses to “Artemis Fowl #8: The End of Ages (#2) Nightmares and Daydreams.” Join in!

  1. First comment dance!
    Foaly dead? I’ve never heard that before – its kinda scary!
    I really like it, didn’t notice any mistakes.
    UPDATE!!!!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Woah.

    Ha, that was awesome! But I’m sad that Foaly died. Well, it’s still amazing.

  3. This is so good. Please update soon.

  4. Oh. My. Friking. AAHHHH!

    Please please please update.

    I love it! no mistakes! A/H 4evah!!!!!!!

    lollipop. O–

  5. This is a great story and I didn’t notice any mistakes. Update!!!!!!!!!!!

  6. artysgirl98fowlstar October 14th, 2011 at 4:50 am 6

    OMG! UPDATE PLZ!

    Heya, I know you’re new here. ๐Ÿ˜‰ I’m the Editor, FowlStar. ๐Ÿ˜€ Pleasure to meet you. Kindly look at the rules and the help and how-to’s section for me, eh? And if you won’t mind, be careful with your username… we have two Arty’s/Fowl’s girls, and myself. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Don’t want anyone to get confused, now do we! If you have any questions, just leave a comment and I’ll be sure to see it! ๐Ÿ˜€ Oh! And your comment was basically spam, you must include constructive criticism, kay? ๐Ÿ˜‰ Welcome to FF! ~Fowlie

  7. Well, well. Looks like this is alive. I’ll update. Fine. And-ICE CREAM!

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