The Kidnapping & Complex

Summary: Post TTP: Artemis is lost in the fog of his own mind unable to plot. What will happen when he wakes from the fog to find himself lost...

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25

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Authors Note: I got the chapters to work! I am sorry shaadia, as you said that it was actually easier to read without them.  Also, thank you Falcon for welcoming me to the site! Thank you for your patience and please enjoy the story!


Chapter 1: Oblivious

“…and they lived happily ever after.” Artemis shut the book and looked at Myles and Beckett; they were both staring at him oddly. He blinked, and then smiled, “What?”

“So… that’s it?” Beckett said, rapping his arms around his knees and tucking then under his chin.

“The End.” Artemis replied gaily, smiling again and turning the book over. He got up, balanced on one foot to put the book on a top shelf, and gave a little wave to his brothers before quitting the room. “Night!”

Myles looked over at Beckett and surveyed him a moment “There is somethin’ wrong with Arty.”

Beckett hugged his Knees closer to his chest and looked over at the shelf where Artemis had left the book. The fairy tale looked out of place among Artemis’ normal selection of literature for his brothers.

I didn’t know I’d miss his lec-turs.” said Beckett. “Let’s go an ask mum and dad wats the matter with ‘im.” Myles nodded and slipped off the bed. They both tip toed passed Artemis’ door and then ran up the hall to Mr. and Mrs. Fowl’s room.

“Hmmm?” was the reply to their light knocking. A bleary eyed Mrs. Fowl then opened the door. “Boys!” She said, amused, shaking her head. “What are you doing out of bed?”

“We wana know wats wrong with Arty.” Myles pouted; Beckett had a similar look on his face.

Angeline Fowl’s face, however, took on a confused smile. “What do you mean there’s something wrong with Arty?” She said, bending down to face them.

“He’s been acting really weird lately.” said Beckett.

“Ya, you should have hear-ed him read to us this night and last.” Myles added.

“He could hardly do it as well as us!”

“-and I never thought I’d miss his lec-turs.”

“Mean ether.”


“Oh boys!” Mrs. Fowl was suddenly worried. She looked over at Artemis’ room as she ushered the twins to bed, then rushed back to wake her husband.

“What?” He said sleepily as Angeline shook him. He came awake at registering the worry on her face. “What’s the matter?”

“Myles and Beckett just came to the door saying somethin’s wrong with Artemis.” Mr. Fowl sat up at these words.

“Is he sick?” He asked.

“That’s not what it sounded like.” Angeline thought allowed.

“You mean you didn’t go in his room?”

“No, should I?” Mrs. Fowl asked.

“Yes, you might as well wake him.” Artemis Sr. slipped out of bed. “Or should I go?”

“No, I’ll see what’s wrong.”

Knocking, Angeline Fowl opened her son’s door. He looked around.

Artemis wasn’t in bed yet, he was sitting in a chair with a book in his lap, drumming his fingers lightly on the chair’s arm. Tap, Tap, Tap, Swipe, Tap, Tap, Tap, Swipe…

“Mother?” Artemis set the book down, getting up. “Is some-?”

“Are you all right Arty?” Angeline couldn’t be certain in the lighting, but Artemis’ eyes looked dilated. He had an air of nervousness about him as well.

Mr. and Mrs. Fowl had been on a business trip the last half-a-fortnight, and had gone to bed almost as soon as they had come through the door that evening, so they hadn’t spoken to their eldest son that week other than a quick, ‘Hello-Goodnight,’ though he hadn’t seemed this way earlier. Butler had been off too, so maybe Artemis was just tired from having had to take care of his brothers alone.

“Yes, w-why would you s-suggest otherwise?” Angeline was surprised at her son’s stuttered reply. It didn’t sound as though he was hiding something, Artemis could lie seamlessly, no it actually sounded as if he were having trouble speaking. He, himself, didn’t seem to see it though, because he went on sounding confident, or at least, as confident as someone can sound wile stuttering their speech. Angeline then saw that was she had originally taken to be nervousness was actually a slight trembling, he didn’t seem nervous at all, quite the contrary, he seemed at ease.

Assuring her son that she must have been mistaken, Angeline left the room, and walked back to her bed.

“Was anything the matter?” inquired Artemis Sr. who was waiting for her.

“I-” She took a quick breath, “There is something wrong with Artemis.” Her husband frowned.

Is he sick?”

“No.” She shook her head, “There’s just something different, wrong about him, I can’t place it.” She laid her head on the pillow and looked up at Mr. Fowl. “He was – stuttering, and, there was something else wrong too but I can’t place it. He doesn’t seem to see anything unusual, he seemed oblivious.”

“Oblivious? That’s not a word often used to describe Artemis.” Mr. Fowl inquired.

“No, no it isn’t. It’s the only word that fits at the moment though.”

In fact oblivious was not a word that had ever been used to describe Artemis Fowl the Second. So why was it being used now?

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25

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  1. hmm…spotted a lot of spelling errors,but this is getting intresting.oh yeah and to be honest im so greatful that you didnt make chapters because im using my pandigital novel thing to visit this site and its hard to touch-screen the chapters.i cant believe you TYPED all of this! good job on that

  2. To add chapters, go to your HTML view and type exept without the spaces. Welcome to the site, kid. Read the rules and you should be fine. My apologies for the lack of activity. You wouldn’t know it but we’re usually a busy, small, and fairly tight-knit community. But Anywhat.

    Hah. * no spaces.

    *apologises briefly and gives up*

    Falcon, be a good girl and don’t double post like that. Kay? *Gives a look similar to a strict mother*

  3. imfowltothebone January 8th, 2013 at 12:01 pm 3

    i can honestly say that your off to a heck of a good start in FF, me… i had… well everyone who was there knows how terrible i was back then, anyways your off to a great start! Good day to you and keep writing 🙂

  4. I love this. will you be writing more?

  5. it’s me again.come on man,update.this gets more fascinating every time i read it.
    this is off topic,but can someone show me how EXACTLY to write stories?and i’ve forgotten my password…pls help


  6. Interesting. I like it. You spelled does wrong. It’s spelled d-o-e-s, not d-o-s-e. 🙂 Altogether, really good.
    Please update!

  7. Aww c’mon! Look at all your commentors! The ONLY person to comment on my fics has been shaadia! I feel unloved! (Except by shaadia)

    I DID like your story though. This is pretty good for a first fic.

  8. hehe…i read silver’s comment. okay…..@sexxicosmologist: i have been waiting for an update. Don’t stop now,i seriously love it. SO UPDATE OR FACE MY PUPPY EYES OF DOOOM!! (actually that never convinces anybody) whatever. please update. PLEASE CANNOT BE IGNORED IT IS A WORD OF MAGIC oh yeah i have to get a better catch phrase. but pleeeeasee continue!

  9. okay, dude, i am totally going to give you my puppy eyes of doom, as threatned earlier if you took long to update! and what?! the update was short! least you’re still interested in updating this fic, which is good. let’s see….write the next chapter SOON or my army is coming for you! muhuhah haa!! dude, seriously. I NEED AN UPDAAATE!!

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