TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY?!?!?!?! AREN'T WE AMAZING OR WHAT?!?!?!?!
In the room where everyone was silent, everyone was silent. Thank you captain obvious. You're welcome sargent sarcasm. No problem comrade-
“STELLA!!” Artemis yelled, making me jerk my chair back onto four legs.
“WHAT?!” I yelled back, just as loud. I was quite annoying. I was having a great conversation. With myself. . .Not the point.
“Are you even listening to the plan?!”
I started laughing.
“I told you! I don’t like planning, it leaves no room for surprises! I like surprises.” I smiled. Artemis glared. I just smiled back.
“Right now, we don’t need any surprises. What we need is to get Holly and Butler out of this mess and make sure they are alive. Do you want dead friends?” I looked back at him.
“My, Syd was right. Syd, I owe you five bucks. I’ll give it to ya when we’re not laughing in the face
of death. Kay?” She chuckled and nodded as Artemis glowered at her and myself. “Artemis, I don’t do good with tense situations. I try my best to avoid them. In a tense situation, I usually do very stupid things, like get shot. I need to joke to have a clear head and you, of all people, should know this.” Artemis sighed and sat down.
“Artemis, every time you sigh, a little bit of your soul dies.” Syd informed him. I laughed lightly, pulling a random knife out of my pocket and playing with it. “WHERE DO YOU KEEP GETTING KNIFES?!?!”
“I steal them from Trouble when he’s annoying.” Trouble looked up from whatever he was doing.
“What?”
“Nothing that concerns you, elf boy.”
“Did you just-”
“Yes.”
The room slowly fell silent once more. So, how about them sports? Come on, me! I don’t like sports. Ummmm, knives? WOO! I love myself?
Getting bored with everything, I stood and walked to the door, stealing another small knife from Trouble as I passed. I went into the break room and grabbed the last fizzy drink, gulping it down.
“Liiiiiiiiizzzzzzzz.” Jene whined, walking into the room. “I’m bored. Let’s to break into the weapons room.”
“Sure, it sound fun. But not now. We have to do some briefing thing.” Jene groans and her shoulders slump.
“But I’m boooooored!!!” I chuckle as Trouble walked into the room.
“Artemis wants you. And have anyone seen my knife? I’m missing like, five of them.”
“No and yes. I swear I didn’t steal them.” I lie, hopping off the table and go back to the room of silence. Inside, Artemis is holding a laser pointer and rambling to Foaly and Syd. Awe, poor Syd. Her ears must be bleeding by now. I start giggling to myself as I sit down, still drinking the odd soda.
“Liz, what’s that?” Syd asked. I shrug and show her the can. She raises an eyebrow at me and takes a drink. “Weird, but surprisingly fizzy.” I glare at her for stealing my drink and take it back.
“My precious.” She laughed at my lousy Lord Of The Rings reference before turning back to Artemis and his ramblings.
“...So that is the briefing,” Artemis finished with his briefing.
Jene looked at him. “That’s it?”
“Um, yes?” He looks confused.
“Oh Arty, poor little confused and helpless Arty. We weren’t in here.” I snicker.
“I know that. You weren’t supposed to hear most of it. If you knew it, you’d just muck it up.” I stop, mouth open.
“Excuse me?”
“You hear me.” Jumping up, I leap across the table and grab him by his collar.
“You want another black eye, Mudman?” I can hear hear and feel people trying to pull me off him, but it’s mostly just red. “Wanna run that by me again?!” Artemis is cowering away from me. Next thing I know, I’m in a different room.
“Syd? Jene?” I called, feeling handcuffs holding my hands behind my back. The door opens and Trouble walked through. “Trouble. What happened in there? I just, I just remember Artemis saying something then it goes red.” Trouble scoffed, sitting on a chair across from the steel table. “Why am I in an interrogation room?” After a moment, he finally replied.
“You really don’t remember, do you?” I shake my head. “Well, you jumped over a table, grabbed Artemis, screamed at him, then punched him in the face. We had to pull you off him, cuff you, and bring you into the nearest available room.” I groan, letting my head fall onto the table with a loud thud.
“Fun. I guess I have to apologize now, right?” Trouble smiled and nodded. He unlocked my cuffs and lead me back into the room. I walked in and Artemis froze. Smiling sheepishly, I waved. “Heeey. So, about that. . .”
“Trouble, is she safe?” Artemis asked, his voice wavering slightly. Safe? Safe? Before I can blow up, I walk out of the room. I take the well known route outside and sit on the curb. So many people look at me. Why wouldn’t they, I’m a human in Haven.
Once I’ve cooled down. I walked inside and into the break room. The fridge is refilled with the odd soda. I opened one and hopping on the counter. Syd walked in. “heya buddy. How ya feelin?” She asked, sitting next to me. “I yelled at Artemis for you. If it helps.” I smiled and nodded. “Did they restock the fridge?!” I laughed and nodded again. She practically leaps off the counted and grabbed a soda, chugging it down. “This stuff is addictive.”
“I know.” I laugh. “I need to apologize. Can you go in and make sure Artemis is silent?” I asked. She chuckled and nodded, getting down and leaving. After a moment, she returned. “All clear.” I follow her back, walking inside and marching right up to Artemis. He quivered slightly, trying to hide it. “Artemis. I’m sorry I punched you in the face. Bright side is that It makes you look at bit less like a wimp.” The room is frozen for a moment before Jene started laughing.
“Apology except.” Artemis takes a breath of relief. I sit back into my seat and sigh. Pulling out my mobile, I send a text to Jene and Syd. Wow, I still get service down here!
Wanna break into the weapon’s room now?
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The Alliance Archive
Fanfiction(An Artemis Fowl Fanfiction) The sequel to The Collaboration Files. Liz and Syd are back! But something's up... They can't remember the year before, and they're having odd dreams of a boy with different coloured eyes. They can't figure out what th...
