Kidnapped 
                      

                  for the
             

            Holidays
            

I AM SOOOO SORRY THAT THIS KEEPS GETTING RE-POSTED, BUT EVERY TIME I TRY TO SAVE IT , IT DISAPPEARS FOR NO REASON!!!!!! AND THEN I CHECK FOR IT ON THE WEBSITE AND ITS GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO I’M REALLY SORRY!!!!!

                        A Fan Fiction Written in Only Ten Days, Enjoy!
This story takes place after the first book but before the second. 
So sorry if Arty’s a little OOC in here, but hey, I tried my best. Also I hope it’s not too crowded with my OCs. If the words are in bold, then it’s an author’s note, or mini foot note.
                    
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own the Artemis Fowl series, or anyone in them. I also don’t own Green Day, MCR, Blink-182, or Good Charlotte. If I did, then I would be sitting in a Jacuzzi filled with money, while my personal servants popped custom made extremely fancy chocolates in my mouth whenever I snapped my fingers. On my own private island. But I so own Alex, Page (AKA the Shadow), Collin, Ella, Emma, Cody and definitely Andromeda. And I also don’t own Tubby. My friend thought of him and I thought he would fit into the whole ‘holiday’ theme.  
                    
                     Part One: Plotting of Evil Schemes
                            Chapter One: Introductions
          
  Central Park, New York City, United States of America, December 15, 2007
                                                                
               The cold December air blew across the three girls’ faces. One was eleven, with short orange hair, that just barely touched the tips of her shoulders. She was dressed in punk-ish clothing, covered in with skulls. Alex was her name. She was practically famous for her amazing ability to drive anyone insane, by annoying them to death. The girl sitting to the left of her, who was quite deep in thought, had a name too.  Page was very smart. Her level of intelligence was near Artemis’s own. She unique ability of being able to hide in the shadows, easily unnoticed. Her long wavy dark hair hung loosely down too her waist. She was 15 years old, and extremely well mannered, and had a civilized mind for her age, or practically any. Her eyes were deep chocolate colored oceans, with little hints of gold gleaming in them. They were quite an amazing thing to see actually, you could spend 10 minutes just staring into her eyes, wondering what they had seen.                                                                       The girl on the other left of Alex was called Andromeda. She was also eleven. And she too was deep in thought. She had her chocolaty brown hair with golden blond tips, neatly put into a pony-tail. Her eyes were a deep brown, which matched the color of her hair. Next to the other two, she seems quite normal. This was sort of funny in way, because she was so much different from the average fifth-grader. Or at least, so she thought. She was wearing dark blue jeans, and a purple T-shirt with the words “I’m in the Band” across it in shiny blue next to a guitar. Although no one could see any of their clothing because they were bundled up tightly in scarves, hats, gloves, coats, and boots. They were sitting on a bench in Central Park, New York City. 6 inches of snow surrounded them. It looked like a magical, wonderful little winter wonderland in Central Park. So pure…and white…and beautiful. And so very much unlike their plans, which just so happened to be what they were thinking so much about. For they were planning to kidnap the incredible Irish criminal master-mind, Artemis Fowl.
 

A Like ‘Half-Chapter’ sense I love to end on cliffies or when something dramatic happens.        
                                    Chapter 1 and a Half
 

          How. That was the seemingly answerless question that they had to face. How would they kidnap someone so intelligent, cunning, and amazing? It was simply impossible. And unfortunately for Artemis, that was what they were best at. They could even be called experts at doing the impossible. But even they knew that they couldn’t do it alone. No, they could use all of the help they could get to pull this off. And so that’s why they had also needed Collin, Ella, and Emma’s help. But even if they didn’t Alex knew they would want to help. Collin was a 12 year old boy, and had light brown curly hair. He was Alex’s best friend, although ‘tortured punching bag’ seemed a little more appropriate. Ella and Emma were only nine years old. They were twin witches, well, witches in training was more like it. They had been expelled from The Magic Academy and sent to a reinforcement camp for magical beings. They found out that an evil witch named Juliet, who had also been expelled from The Magic Academy many years before; was trying to destroy it; to get revenge. In an amazing adventure (which I really don’t feel like explaining) Ella and Emma escaped from the camp and saved the Magic Academy. So there was a short summary of their story. They had split up into two groups. Collin, Ella, and Emma were searching the books in the Artemis Fowl series, to get an idea on the security they faced. Of course Butler was their main problem. But before we go into their ingenious plan, I feel that it is important to explain precisely why they were trying to kidnap Artemis Fowl. They didn’t want money, or any sort of ransom fee. They didn’t want to date him. They didn’t even want to force him to tell them where Haven and the L.E.P. were, although they already knew. They wanted him for one reason and one reason alone. They were going to force Artemis Fowl to spend their Holiday Break with them. They basically thought that it would be fun. And you have to admit it; it would be a great Christmas present for yourself. Alex had been working very hard, putting her deviously mischievous mind to good use. She definitely didn’t underestimate what Butler would do to protect Arty, so the key was to make sure that Butler didn’t know that he was missing. And the solution to that was magic. Ella and Emma could create an exact clone of Artemis that would act, think, and look just like Arty himself. But before I continue Alex’s musings, some one else has something to say. At that moment Collin, Ella, and Emma were running through the snow towards them. “I think I know how we’re going to kidnap Artemis Fowl!” Collin exclaimed once he had reached them.
 

Chapter Two: Our Dazzling Evil Plan
 

                        “Okay” Collin started “I looked at everybody who went up against Artemis Fowl (Spiro; Opal; Cudgeon; and Kong), and found the reasons they all had in common of why they failed. They underestimated him. So, what if we overestimate him?”
“And what, exactly, does that mean?” Alex asked urging him to get to the point. “It means,” started Andromeda. “That we take whatever we think we’re up against, and multiply by at least two. Expect the unexpected. Be ready for anything, and come prepared for everything.” She finished for him. “Which means,” Alex said with an evilly mischievous glint in her eyes as she continued. “That we’re going to need a lot of high-tech smancy technology and devices to pull this off. And I know just who has exactly what we need.”
 

Cody’s POV
The Control center of the Universes,
                         Cody sat spinning continually on his custom made swivel chair, positively bored to death. Literally. If he didn’t do something at least remotely interesting every four hours, his brain would spontaneously combust. He could just about feel his mind about to burst when Alex called him through her cell-phone. She had a special cell-phone that could pick up supernatural and magical phone waves, as well as normal ones. Plus it was an iphone. This made it special enough to kill for, all on its own, even without all of the supernatural stuff. And if you don’t believe me, go sit down in front of the TV right now, until you see the commercial for it. Then you come back here and tell me that wouldn’t kill for it, because I know you all would. So anyway Alex called on her awesome phone, inertly saving Cody from dieing of boredom. “Hey, Cody?” She chimed through the speaker. “Guess what evil scheme we’re trying to pull off now? We’re going to kidnap Arty.” She informed him, and he could quite clearly imagine that perfectly evil smile forming on her lips. And for a few seconds he felt sympathy for Artemis, but it soon ended. Let me guess, you’re going to need some special toys. I’ll send some for you. But why do want to kidnap him, anyway?” Cody new that they weren’t interested in money, and they already new where the LEP and the rest of the fairies were, thanks to the wonderful works of Eoin Colfer. So what did they want? “We’re going to force him to spend the holidays with us.” Of course…same old Alex. Dark twisted sense of humor that came out of other people’s suffering. All inside her criminal master mind head. God, she was like an even more evil and sinister Artemis from the first book! And sense I know you’re all wondering so much of how they got and read the Artemis Fowl books, I think it’s time you’ve heard a very small summary of her story, or rather, the story of them all ( see story I am currently trying to write, called Under The Bed). They were from another universe, more specifically the same one as you. That’s write, you the little Artemis Fowl book obsessor sitting in your computer chair read this and thinking of whether you should comment on it or not. Or, possibly if you should go back to the Artemis Fowl fan-fiction achieve on Fangathering.com because this is beginning to get really long and boring. Alex had been a completely regular eleven year old girl, that is until she discovered amazing books. The very first books that she had become obsessed with were the three Percy Jackson and the Olympian series. She read others, too. Harry Potter books, Lord of the rings, The Underland Chronicles, and then she had read The Artemis Fowl series. And she felt sure that she had found possibly the greatest books ever written. This had aspired her to try to write her own book, in which she put her dark humor to good use, but sadly she was a terrible writer. But little did she know that she would create a whole new universe. She also hadn’t know that that universe’s reality was collapsing on it’s self ( A/N: I would tell you why the reality was collapsing on it’s self , but I’ve barely even started typing that story yet, all I have is a basic idea of what will happen). She and a few others had traveled to inside the very core of that universe to fix the inner device that kept it working and in order. The universe she had created was better known as also the very center of all of the other universes. It was the complete control center for everything that was, is, and will ever be. For everything that supposedly existed, and everything that supposedly did not. But everything existed somewhere, if not in its very own universe. Including every book, or movie ever made, they each had their own. Now you’re starting to see how she created that universe, right? But now let’s get back to the story I’m telling right now, because that one has its own book which may very well read once it’s typed by me. Also, guess what? I ended up narrating my own story, by accident! WOOT!! So anyway back to the Artemis Fowl fan-fiction you all came here to read. “Thanks.” Alex said. “Your welcome, and make sure you tell everybody else I said hi, and good luck.” he replied back. “Sure, bye. And I’ll keep you updated on everything that happens, so don’t worry you won’t miss any of the fun. You know, if you want to you can come up and see Arty, too, once we kidnap him. We’re going to bring him to a hotel suite in New York City, but in our universe, not his, so he’ll have no way to escape.” She informed him. “Maybe. Are sure you want to do this, you know you’re dealing with the Artemis Fowl, right?” Cody replied uneasily, he knew Alex was good, but was she that good. Then he remembered that she also had help. “Yes, I know very well who Im dealing with. But Arty has no idea what I’m capable of. At least not yet.” Cody smiled reassured as he remembered Alex’s evil powers. Yep, she would be just fine. He considered Alex’s proposal to come and visit them……. maybe it would be fun…..                         
                                             Andromeda’s POV
Back in Central Park, New York City  
          
                    Alex hung up the phone and slid it back into her pocket. “So how are we going get inside of Fowl Manor?” questioned Collin. “I doubt that he’ll just let us walk inside, tie him up and take him with us.”  “I’m working on it.” said Alex and Page in unison. “And I have an idea.” said Andromeda with a wickedly mischievous glint in her eyes. “We can’t do it by ourselves, we need somebody’s help. Specifically a fairy.” “ Who? Not Holly she’d never agree to this.” Collin answered. “ No, not Holly.” Alex said answered for Andromeda, they did that a lot. They two were very much alike. Alex was like a more rebellious, mischievously evil plotting punk, version of Andromeda, and Andromeda was like a smarter (Although Alex is very smart) less evil and mischievous, version of Alex. She was also much nicer, and bit more of a better writer, but then, of course she was.
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Before I continue writing, I want to tell you all a little secret, Andromeda is me, but I don’t look like that and my name isn’t Andromeda. I wanted to be featured in here so I could have some fun to, along with the figments of my imagination.
Collin, Alex, Page, Cody, Ella, and Emma were all of my characters I had created. I am still working on writing wonderful stories about them and now I have brought them all together for a horribly written Artemis Fowl holiday fan-fic, to win a contest. Although I’m was pretty sure that I won’t finish in time.  It was already December 22, and was due tomorrow. Unless the time on the website was different (which it probably is) then it was due today. Plus it’s 11:59 PM, so it’s gonna be December 23, in one minute. Whatever. At least I tried and I can still post this on fangathering, even if I can’t enter in the contest. Please comment on this anyway, I want to know what you think. Anyways back to the story!!!
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Collin’s POV, but after a couple of sentences it switches to Alex’s, just remember that.          
 

                                            Andromeda’s POV                              Alex hung up the phone and slid it back into her pocket. “So how are we going get inside of Fowl Manor?” questioned Collin. “I doubt that he’ll just let us walk inside, tie him up and take him with us.”  “I’m working on it.” said Alex and Page in unison. “And I have an idea.” said Andromeda with a wickedly mischievous glint in her eyes. “We can’t do it by ourselves, we need somebody’s help. Specifically a fairy.” “ Who? Not Holly she’d never agree to this.” Collin answered. “ No, not Holly.” Alex said answered for Andromeda, they did that a lot. They two were very much alike. Alex was like a more rebellious, mischievously evil plotting punk, version of Andromeda, and Andromeda was like a smarter (Although Alex is very smart) less evil and mischievous, version of Alex. She was also much nicer, and bit more of a better writer, but then, of course she was.————————————————————————————————— Collin’s POV, but after a couple of sentences it switches to Alex’s, just remember that.                      Then who?” Collin asked. He really wanted them to just get to the point, and stop savoring the fact that he still didn’t get it. So, he gave them a look that said just that. Alex gave an exasperated sigh and told him, “Use your brain, Collin! We could ask Foaly, or maybe Mulch. But Foaly would be more useful, and Mulch might be easier to persuade than him.” Now Collin spoke up, finally getting it. “Foaly will be bored so he might help us, plus he doesn’t like Arty yet. Andromeda, you did take us back to before the second book, right?” “Yep.” came Andromeda’s short reply. “Good,” Alex continued. “But I think Mulch would be better than Foaly, because we’ve already got Cody. And he just may be a little bit better, if possible, than Foaly” Then Alex had a flash back:
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Alex was dangerously angry and annoyed, “Cody,” she said trying to keep her voice steady. “Why is the Control Center of the Universe completely trashed?!” Cody looked around guiltily. “Um…well…I was really bored, and you know that in the last 10 seconds before my mind explodes from boredom, I go completely insane and do crazy fun things…and well, I um threw a little party while you were away. Alex gave another exasperated sigh, and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She knew that she couldn’t really blame Cody, he was completely serious when he said that in those ten seconds before his brain melted he went party crazy…Her anger subsided a bit and she let out a frustrated grunt…there would be heck to pay for Cody, and she would have to bail him out so that he wouldn’t get fired.  She had gone to visit someone for literally 45 minutes and had to leave Cody alone with 200,000,000,000 dollars worth of universe controlling equipment. When she had came back she found several hundred people, centaurs, and many other magical beings and creatures partying violently. Frodo Baggins (don’t own Lord of the Rings) was hanging by his ankles from the ceiling. Harry Potter and Ron (I don’t own Harry Potter , be cause if I did I would be sitting on my own private island, drinking coconut smoothies in Hawaii)  were getting tubs of grape jelly (don’t ask me) thrown at them by Hermione as they tried to doge it. Apparently they had pranked her (she was orange and looked some what like a troll doll) and she was getting them back. (If you even think for a moment that I own Star Wars, then go get some mental help) Yoda was on a DDR ( Dance Dance Revolution) machine and was so beating Darth Vader. Seriously, Yoda was beating him so bad Alex felt sorry for him.  And Dooha Day was trying to run people over with the mini car he was riding in. The Bane (Don’t own the Underland Chronicles by the way. For those of you who haven’t read the books, well firstly: GO READ THEM! Secondly: The Bane is a giant white rat who goes crazy, but it’s not his fault.) was sitting in a corner rocking back and forth and giggling insanely to himself. He was surrounded by what looked like at least 55 Red Bull cans and 20 sugar stick rappers. There were a few penguins brake-dancing to the ultra loud music that Cody was blasting. Chix Verbal was trying to flirt with two other girl sprits and they dumped their soda on him (no alcoholic drinks in my fan-fic). Alex ordered everyone out immediately. They had totally crashed the Control Center of the Universe. There goes 200,000,000,000 dollars worth of universe controlling, reality bending, equipment down the drain. It took at least 15 minutes for Alex to break up Hermione, Ron, and Harry’s grape jelly war. And when she finally did she had been covered form head to toe in the stuff. Plus she was really sticky. It was nothing short of an amazing miracle that Cody wasn’t fired. Probably because it wasn’t his fault. As I said earlier if he doesn’t do anything to keep himself distracted his mind spontaneously combusts. Alex also wouldn’t let them fire him because he was one of Alex’s best friends, even though she practically steaming at him.                
                                    End of Alex’s Flash back    Alex’s POV
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Then again…..maybe Cody wasn’t the best choice.
 

Some other stories by Fowl-Freak:

• My Day With Arty (New Capter!!!!!) READ NOW!!!!!
• Kidnapped For The Holidays Part One: Plotting of Evil Scemes
• Kidnapped For The Holidays