Artemis Fowl and the Girl with Power Over him

The Mystery Hacker

A/N I like the series of the Artemis Fowl, so, ta-da!!! Here is fan-fic for you all!!! This will be my first book on Wattpad, so please don't be too hard on me! Constructive feedback is appreciated but mean comments will not be tolerated here! This is during somewhere between the Opal Deception and the Time Paradox. Enjoy! 

P.S: I know that Artemis Fowl doesn't have a Twitter account but this is my book and whatever I say, goes, so there.

-The Banana

Mystery Hacker's P.O.V (Point of View)

I was almost in; I could hardly keep the pure thrill of hacking into one of the greatest child prodigy's bank account to myself. And as if to contradict that, I wasn't feeling very well doing it, "We need it more than them," I mumble to myself, "And besides, he can just steal it back from whoever he wants, as long as it's not me." That made me feel a whole ton better. Contrary to popular belief, the notorious hacker 'Prosperina' doesn't quite like the thrill of stealing money from other people. I can't understand why other people, including the boy I am hacking, like or want to steal. It's not right. Yet here I am, stealing, why, you may ask, am I hacking some random genius's account?

To answer, I would become offended, I would not talk to you for a few hours, until you bribe me with food and I would call you an imbecile whilst accepting your food and explain to you impatiently that it is not some 'random genius' that I am hacking but none other than The Artemis Fowl II, And I am hacking him to supply me and my family with funds to save us from poverty.

We used to be a very wealthy and powerful family. Of course we occasionally dabbled in some illegal stuff, but behind my Father's back. If he was to catch wind of what was going on, he would leave on the spot. Lately though, he usually came home smelling lightly of beer and I suspect him of gambling. I do not say this as a wild accusation as I started to notice the family fortune dwindling down to almost nothing. I was so mistrusting of him that I started to hide all the physical money under one of the floorboards and put all the money in our bank account to another account with another pass code, so that he couldn't access it. When he finds out which, inevitably, will happen, I only hope that he hasn't drank too much, his tempers are so much worse than ever now.

To which you may ask, Why him? Why him, when there are thousands of other insanely rich blokes all over the world to hack, who's accounts were a lot less hard to hack. The answer to that is that I don't know. Maybe it was because, when someone commented on his Twitter account, asking whether he was afraid that 'Prosperina' was going to hack him, he boldly replied, "This 'Prosperina' doesn't scare me nor will they ever. They will never get their greedy hands on my gold." Me, greedy?! Look who's talking! He's probably hacked as many bank accounts as I've had cold dinners, which is quite a few, considering the situation our family is currently in.

I am down to the last layer of security, in which a seven-letter pin was to be put in. Instead, I plant my own virus and watch as the screen flashes to the Fowl's bank account. I have made it. That was the hardest part over. Now, to set up the transfer. I quickly type our family's name into the system and set it to transfer £100,000 to our family's account. It was done. I crack my knuckles (a bad habit I know, but it's quite addicting and so far, I have no ill symptoms) and quickly wipe my computer of any evidence that this transaction was ever made. One in the eye for that cocky little Fowl. Now, time for dinner.

Artemis Fowl's P.O.V

I am in the middle of my planning when a buzz comes from my phone, interrupting me abruptly. I pick it up and check it. What I see next makes my jaw drop. Which doesn't happen to a genius too often, I can tell you, "You have transferred £100,000 to the Mercury Household." It must have been that 'Prosperina' character. How dare they?! Well, this will be one battle of intellects that they will not win. No one has ever bested a Fowl and it's not going to happen anytime soon...

I quickly try to trace these 'Mercury' people. It occurs to me that it might not be a coincidence that these people, who, for now, have hacked my account are called 'Mercury'. I am quite familiar with the Ancient Greek Mythology and Mercury is the Latin name for the god Hermes, god of thieves and travellers. Hmmm, I might need to call in some friends to get revenge on this particular enemy. I am not one to underestimate people and I am not at all willing to underestimate this 'Prosperina'.

Now that I think about it, Prosperina is the Latin name for the goddess Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, Mistress of the Seasons. So, this person likes Greek Mythology, do they? Well, that might explain why they were interested in me, being that I'm named after the Greek goddess of the hunt, Artemis. I could find no mention of the Mercurys anywhere. But, if they could hack my bank account, then they must be unusually intelligent or be rich and get someone to hack into my account for them. This is still quite confusing, even for my superior brain.

I call the LEP's tech man (technically Centaur... get it tech-nically?... I should listen to Holly and keep away from the jokes and puns) Foaly. "What's up, Mud Boy! How's things topside?" I mentally sigh, "Foaly, your new slang greetings are disgusting, please, spare my ears." He cackles, "The Great and Powerful Artemis Fowl has asked me to please spare his precious ears! All right then, back to business, you haven't called me to just do friendly banter, correct?" I nod, "Correct. Someone poses an almost bigger threat to your kind than me." Foaly immediately sobers. By 'his kind' I mean the fairy kind. They're supposed to be so secretive that they're non-existent, and they were, until I discovered them. Luckily, we're allies, so to speak, and we've been helping each other out. If there was another human with almost the same intellectual level as me, there were major possibilities that the fairy race could be in danger of being discovered and exploited.

"Do you have anything on them?" Foaly asks whilst tapping away on his keyboard "Nothing except that this might be the notorious 'Prosperina', and their family is called Mercury. Not much to go from." I sigh, "Found her." says Foaly casually, "That was quick. It's a Her?" I ask, "Yup, a Luna Kore Mercury, look". He sends a website link to me. She had short black hair, cropped to an edgy pixie cut and her eyes were blue with hints of grey and yellow. She looks about as old as I.

"Are you sure it's her?" I ask nervously, somewhat disturbed by what she looked like. She wasn't ugly, quite the opposite, she just looked uncannily like me, except her eyes, they looked a whole lot different. "100%. This is your genius hacker. Says here that when scientists asked her to take the IQ test, she refused saying something about publicity. Seems she was reluctant to show the world her brains. A smart move, nobody would suspect her to be a genius mastermind hacker if no one knew her IQ." I nod, a smart move indeed, instead of making your opponents fear you, you pretend to be vulnerable and turn the attack on the attackers at the last second. "Do you know where she is?" I urged. "Sure, Scotland, Dundee, 36 Piper's Avenue. Are you planning to go there?" he inquired, "Yes, I'm planning to pay a visit and take this pompous, hot-headed, filthy, copy-catting, IMBECILE DOWN QUITE A FEW PEGS!!!". I realized that I was ranting to myself, as Foaly had left as soon as he heard my first word. Stupid, idiotic, annoying, little squirt! I'll show her to mess with a Fowl! I grumbled to myself as I went down the stairs, " What is the matter Master Fowl? What's gotten you so angry?" Butler demanded, "The matter is, that this girl has broken into my top security bank account and stolen £100,000! This is outrageous! She is a threat to both us and the fairy race! We've got to take her down!" I raged as I showed him the photo.

3rd Person P.O.V

If Artemis had been thinking straight, he would have taken the time and effort to meticulously plan out every step of their way there, but he wasn't thinking straight. In fact, if his thinking were a line, it would be an absolute spaghetti mess. So, he and Butler took right off to wreak whatever revenge Artemis desired on the poor girl.