Chicago Police Department

Jon Spiro clenched his jaw and tightened his fists around the iron bars that were currently imprisoning him.  He had been decieved, trumped, and thwarted by a child who had not yet gone through puberty.  The boy’s name burned furiously in his mind:

Artemis Fowl.

Jon Spiro was finished.  Done for.  His once proud bodyguard ratted him out, trying to explain that Butler’s ghost had come before him and threatened to drag him to the underworld.  Not only was he caught in the act of an attempt to sabotage and steal his rival company’s latest technology, but now he was knocked off of his precious throne. 

“Hey, uh… Boss?” Arno Blunt said stupidly.

“Don’t talk to me, you dirty scum rat!” Jon screamed. 

His absence would finally encourage police search warrants and district attorneys, uncovering his numerous mob connections and stolen technological blueprints.  His company would soon fall, and he would be sandwiched between both police interrogation and mob pressure.

“Boss…” Arno persisted.

“SHUT UP!” Jon yelled.

Jon’s thoughts were plotting with complex and sinister vengeful plans, all directed towards Artemis Fowl.  He hated himself for letting his pride and hubris get the best of him, but his self-loathing only intensified the fire that burned with revenge.

“Boss.”

“WHAT?  What in God’s name do you want from me, you oafsome rat?”

“The cameras.  They blew up.”

Jon craned his head toward every camera that had been pointed at the cell he shared with his bodyguard.

“Wha–”

Just then, a glowing red dot appeared on the brick wall in front of him.  It glowed brighter, expanding and reaching out in a large, circular shape.  It resembled some sort of vortex, with strong gusts blowing out of it.  A man wearing a tattered designer’s suit stepped out of it.  He seemed to be of Asian decent, and his bedraggled hair had different colored highlights.  Arno looked like a frightened child backed into the far corner of the cell.

“Who the f$%k are you?” Jon questioned, his back against the wall.

“Billy Kong.  We have vengeance to exact, business to kill, demons to slay.  Come with me.”

Billy Kong?  His voice sounded harsh, with a tinge of insanity lining his words.

“Where’d you come from?”  Arno asked.

“From the future.  I’m bustin’ you out.  We all got beef with the Fowl kid, right?  C’mon.”

“Who hired you?” Jon questioned again, intrigued.

“Some doll-lookin’ chick.  You comin’ or what?”

“Where are we going?” Arno said, his eyes wide with child-like fascination.

“Always with the f$%kin’ questions…  We’re gonna pick up some fat guy called Kronski, and head to the future where we can finish this kid once and for all.”

Jon Spiro stood in his full height, feeling a criminal strength flow through his veins.

“And what is this?  A time machine?” he asked, his voice amused.

“If you’ve been through half the s#%t that kid has put me through, you start believin’ anythin’.  I ain’t got anythin’ to lose anymore.  Neither do you, by the looks of it.”

Jon considered it for a brief moment.  His eyes locked with Kong’s.

“Fine. Should I bring musclehead with me?”

Kong’s eyes moved to the large man in the corner quivering in fear.

“Yes.  I have a feeling that he’ll come in handy.”

“Good.  Arno.  Get in the vortex.”

“But… Boss…”

“GET IN.”

And with that last scream, Jon Spiro and Arno Blunt disappeared from their cell.

***

Lower Elements

“Heh heh heh…”

N°1 blinked his eyes and quickly looked around him.

“The end is nigh, warlock.”

N°1 felt his head throb, pulsating in rhythmic pain.

“Abbot,” he yelled into the darkness, “you’re no longer a threat.  I’ve ensured that myself.”

“Heh heh heh…  Lone, I had fallen.  Empowered, I will rise.”

“Who are you?  You carry the voice of Abbot, but your vocabulary and grammar are far more superior.”

“Warlock, I am your worst nightmare come true.  Heh…  You and your friends will burn.”

***

N°1 awoke with a fright, shaking his scaly head.  His placed a claw on the rune that resided on his forehead.  In burned in intense pain.

What was going on?

Some other stories by Stick:

• Blue Sparks: Part 2
• Blue Sparks Questionairre
• Blue Sparks: Part 1 (Warning: TTP Spoilers)