This being my first fic ever I decided to start out small. If it doesn’t die I’ll keep going but I need hardcore con crit so I know what I messed up. I hope I did well!
Obsidia watched the young man exit the bar, the only one not staggering in his group of friends. She walked toward him and, discreetly, caught his attention. The man did a double take at the woman who had a face that would make Aphrodite herself sit up and beg. He whispered to the guy next to him, who could barely stand, and began to walk towards her.
“Hey, I’m Will. What’s your name, babe?” He asked, trying to flirt in his drunken state.
“My name is Katia.” She answered. She never gave out her real name. It was a mess to explain such a name.
“Katia. That’s hot.” He slurred. Will attempted to lean casually against the side of the Pawn shop that resided next door to the bar, but only succeeded in clumsily falling into the wall.
He opened his mouth to say something else but Obsidia covered it with her hand. She opened her mouth and began to sing.
Artemis eyed the needle in Foaly’s hairy hand and asked a strange, but understandable question.
“Why do I have to be restrained for a polygraph?” He asked eyeing the iron cuffs locked around his wrists.
“In case we get a violent reaction out of you. We still aren’t one hundred percent of where your mental state of being stands. Something could trigger a negative reaction.” Replied the centaur as if it were the most obvious thing in or under the world.
“What is the wire attached to my temple because it is blatantly obvious it is not a polygraph wire.” “Erm… its electrostatic shock so if you do get violent we can knock you out so you can’t damage yourself.” replied Foaly.
Artemis gave the wire hanging beside his face a nervous sideways glance.
Holly chuckled and rolled her eyes at Foaly. “As if Artemis could actually damage himself. He couldn’t kill the cricket without bruising his palm!”
Artemis sighed. He has been enduring Holly’s constant teasing for about three months now.
“For heaven’s sake, Holly, those crickets were unnaturally large and trying to eat us alive. That’s hardly a fair comparison.” said Artemis in an exasperated tone.
Holly just rolled her eyes and punched his shoulder, causing him to wince.
Foaly turned to the wired up genius and said,”Test one. Artemis what is your full name?”
“Artemis James Fowl II.”
The polygraph did not change.
“Were you formerly deceased but resurrected yourself through illegal cloning technology?”
“Yes.” Still no change.
“Do you feel any deep emotional attachments to Captain Short outside of friendship?”
Artemis opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Foaly glanced up from his monitors when Artemis did not reply. Holly’s eyes narrowed as she remembered Orion’s ridiculous outbursts.
“Artemis,” she said in a warning tone,”answer the question.”
Artemis, for once, seemed at a loss for words.
“I…well, ah, you see, I…ahem, I…” he eventually stopped the first stutter of his life and trailed off.
“Artemis it’s a simple yes or no question. We need and answer to make certain that Orion did not resurface through the event of your resurrection.”said Foaly, clearly uncomfortable with the tension that could be cut with a knife.
“Well, there is a slight problem with that.” Said Artemis in a frank tone. “And what might that be?” asked Holly, joking tone long gone.
“That I don’t know if I can honestly answer yes or no.” Said Artemis softly, eyes downcast, usually alabaster cheeks now bright crimson.
Holly’s jaw dropped.