History Repeats 2 (part 7)

Summary: Chapter 19 Holly I woke up to a guard leaning over me. He was shaking me roughly, squeezing my arm […]

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Chapter 19


I woke up to a guard leaning over me.

He was shaking me roughly, squeezing my arm tight. His nails were digging into my flesh.

Suddenly, I heard Artemis hiss, “Stop it!” The hand on my arm was smacked away, and replaced with his own. “Holly,” he breathed, right by my ear. He was so close I could practically feel his lips moving as he spoke. “Wake up.”

I opened my eyes. “Artemis,” I croaked.

“We have to go, Holly. Opal sent the guards.”

“Oh,” I said, and sat up.

He smiled down gently at me. “Yeah, best to go see what she wants,” he said. I nodded, and he put a hand out to help me up. Once I was on my feet, he twirled me around so that he had his arm around my shoulders. Then he looked up at the guard, and his face took on that same old, cold look I remembered from years before. “Well?” he demanded. “What are you waiting on? Christmas? Open the door!”

There was six more guards waiting on us outside the door. Apparently, Opal didn’t want us having at least the slightest chance of escaping, so she wasn’t taking chances. I made a face and looked at Artemis. His eyes seemed to say, Its okay. She’s still the same old, stupid Opal. She’ll make a mistake, and we can get out of here.

Yeah, right, I thought. But out loud I said nothing.

The guards led us down a few hallways and around a couple of corners. They finally stopped in front of one of the doors. Artemis and I were pushed inside, separated, and pulled in different directions. I was pushed roughly back against the wall and pinned there, my right arm out to the side. I felt a sharp pinch in my forearm, and suddenly my knees buckled, and I fell unconsciousness.


When I woke up, I was tied to a chair. I was still in the same room, but all of the guards had disappeared, leaving me alone with Artemis. He was sitting in a chair a few feet away from me, but he didn’t seem to be asleep. In fact, when I turned to look at him, he almost jumped out of his skin when he realized I was awake.

“Holly! Oh, thank god. Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, I think,” I said, a little shocked. “W-what happened?”

“Opal had us brought in here and separated, remember?” I nodded. “Well, I think you fainted.”

I shook my head. “No. I think they knocked me out with something. I remember being brought in here, being separated and pinned against the wall, then a sharp pain in my arm and nothing after that.”

“The pain was probably a needle,” Artemis said. “I’d be willing to bet that they injected you with something.”

“Right again, Fowl,” a voice said. A voice that made me tremble with hatred and clench my fists against the urge to start swinging wildly.

Opal stepped from the shadows in the corner of the room. Noticing the look on my face, she grinned evilly. “Hello, Captain Short.”

I growled in response. That was the best hello she was getting from me.

Artemis, on the other hand, just sighed. “What do you want, Opal?”

“Oh, as if you don’t know. Come on, Fowl, I know you’re smarter than that. What do you think I want?”

“Revenge,” Artemis and I said in union.

“Of course, I knew you could get it,” beamed Opal. Then her features twisted into an ugly mask of hatred. “Yes, I will have my revenge, and this time, I won’t fail. I will not be thwarted by you two again.” She walked over to the corner that she came from and bent over to pick something up. It was a little black remote. It looked like a TV remote. “Enjoy the show.”

Then she walked out of the room, leaving us alone.

“Okay, that pixie has finally cracked,” I said. “How are we supposed to watch anything when there’s no TV in here?”

“Holly,” Artemis said, his voice low. “Look.”

I followed his gaze. The wall on the opposite side of the room was disappearing, pulling back. It was replaced by a giant view screen. “Oh,” I croaked. “Spoke too soon.”

“Yeah,” Artemis said. “Way too soon.”

“Let the show begin,” Opal’s voice boomed from nowhere, probably from some hidden loudspeakers on the ceiling.

The lights shut off, and the screen flickered to life.

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  1. O M G….that was AWESOME! yes! so A/H rules once again! im soo glad his mother isnt MINERVA. not.a.chance. but i loved it!! its like, totally amazing. you should REALLY write the 3rd part! it ended with a cliffhanger! who is opal’s kid’s dad? huh? huuh? why cant arty junior find out who his mother is, i mean, wouldn’t that be good news?! oh well. keep it up! please write more fics, you are totally awesome! 100% better than me! mph. not fair!

  2. Okay! I wasn’t sure if anyone would want a third part, but I set it up so that if you did I had some stuff to go on for starters. I know that the stories are kinda straying from the title, but after a while they take on a life of their own. I tried to keep some of it the same. I’ll write third one if you like, but if I’m going to do it I’d better get started. 😉
    Oh, and I would NEVER make his mother Minerva. Maybe his step mother, seeing as how she’s already dead and can’t get in the way, but maybe not. Hmm….
    One last question. I was thinking about starting another story, so that I have something to work on outside of History Repeats stuff, but my idea features characters that aren’t from AF, but I made them up, their not from another series. Would that be considered a crossover?

  3. nope. i didn’t categorize the cross species battle under crossovers, now did i? that has a lot of new people. i think you should REALLY make a third part. no, pleze dont add minerva! just make the stepmom somebody better. why would arty want HER?! yuck. sorry minerva lovers, but its just not right. oh, and you should totally make a new story!

  4. Okay, good point. I wasn’t sure but I didn’t want to categorize it wrong. Thanks. I won’t make the stepmom Minerva then. I don’t care she sucks anyways. I don’t know why he would want her. I’ll see what I can do about a third History Repeats. I’ll go ahead and make a draft of that other story to, see if I like it before I post it. I’ll put either the first part of one or the other up soon.

  5. Okay! Thanks for everything, continuing this, not including minerva and for saying thanks!

    Good luck on the next part, I’m looking forward to it!

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