The Girl In Chains (Artemis Fowl x Female Reader)

Chapter 12: Rescue!.... I Think

It's 5:00 in the morning. On the hallway outside my room, i find the pencil lead broken on the carpet, i usually stick it in the hinge of my room's door, so if anyone opens my door, the lead would snap. I didn't leave a house cleaning sign on my door knob, so i know none of the staff opened my door, unless they were stealing. I don't know who it is. I should go in armed.

I pull out my daggers swiftly, holding them up to protect my face. I open the door a slight crack and keep my body pressed low in a crouch. That way, a sniper would find it hard to get a bullet in.

My room gives me a disadvantage over my vision, as someone could be hiding behind the bend around the bathroom, i move in.

I see a small shadow at the edge of my vision. I immediately fling my dagger at it, i would have hit it right in the head had i not diverted it to the side with the tips of my fingers at the last second, making it a warning shot only. Even then, it grazed her ear, nicking it and letting blood run out, pulling a gasp from her.

"Holly?" I exclaim. I glance around wildly and see Butler standing exactly where i wouldn't be able to see him, he hasn't attacked me, yet. He flicks on the light.

"And Mr.Just"

Holly cocks her head to the side, "What did you call him?"

Butler shakes his head, "It doesn't matter right now"

"So what does matter, Just? Cuz you're in my hotel room. I was looking forward to a shower, you know?"

"Artemis has been kidnapped by Jon Spiro, an ex-enemy. Artemis put Jon in jail a few years back, and now he is undoubtedly out for revenge. We don't know what he is doing to Artemis, but we do know Jon is a nasty piece of work, i wouldn't put torture out of the picture" For once, Butler doesn't look calm and collected, he looks worried sick, like the idea of Artemis being tortured is too much to bear.

Surprisingly, and to my horror, my heart clenches in fear also. I find myself already gravitating toward helping Artemis without any logical reasoning behind the action. I try not to let it show.

Why should you care? Why? All he's tried to do to you is get you captured. He doesn't care about you, so return the favour. It's in everyone's best interest for you to keep your emotions at bay.

But i still fear for him. There's no logical explanation. I tell myself that it's because he is too valuable to the economy, without him, many people would suffer. Yes, i don't fear for him, i fear for the civilians.

Deep down i know that's not true. Deep down i know an emotion has been stirred inside of me that hasn't seen the light of day for years. Sympathy? 

"You need my help bringing him back" I say. It isn't a question, it's a statement that neither Holly nor Butler try to deny. I continue, "I have also been investigating into this Jon Spiro person myself. He has always been a subject of interest for me, and i had kept a close eye on his actions when he wasn't in jail. I've always known of his criminal intentions and self-serving acts, i know just how ruthless and cruel he can be.
My recent research has showed that he has planted a bomb in his company building, i was about to take a shower and head out to stop it, but now i have this information about Artemis....
Artemis doesn't technically change my plan in any way, all i need to do is dismantle the bomb, and all is well. But to do that, i need the antidote i know Jon has created to stop the bomb, and i'm guessing Jon is giving Artemis his full attention. The antidote would be with Jon at all times, he would want to be able to dismantle the bomb himself if he so decides immediately without delay, so if i want to get the antidote, Artemis will be something i pass along the way. In other words, to get close to Jon, i'll have to be close to Artemis...." 

I'm not speaking to Butler or Holly anymore, im muttering to myself, organizing my thoughts and calculating all the factors, 

Butler's POV:

".... Jon might use Artemis as a hostage, but then again, he does't know i know Artemis, but he still might just assume that i care and that creates the same outcome, it's less risky though, 32% i'd say....."

It's disturbing how similar her and Artemis think alike. She's even juggling her thoughts like Artemis, the only difference is their personal philosophy. Not for the first time, i find myself wondering how her IQ compares to Artemis's and what her life story is, how she became so smart? how did she come to think the way she does? why hasn't Artemis been aware of her existence before?

This new information is also boiling inside my head. A bomb? Virus? More importantly, Antidote?

Me and Holly exchange a look. Morrigan's muttering has turned into a jumbled mess of words that doesn't make sense, her mind seems to be working faster than her mouth, and her mouth is desperately trying to keep up. I don't think she even remembers that we're here. She has her lip rolling between her teeth, and her eyes dart about the room, using a technique that scientists have proven to make the mind think more creatively and outside the box. Suddenly, her lips stop twitching and her gaze settles on the hotel bed, eyeing it like she sees someone, she cocks her head to one side like she hears a voice. Artemis has mentioned that he observed Morrigan and she might have schizophrenia, a mental illness that makes people hear voices and sometimes see hallucinations. My first thought is that that might be happening now. I look over at Holly and our glance tells me that she has come to the same conclusion.

The moment Morrigan is trapped in passes as quickly as it came, like she's trying to cover it up. 

Y/N's POV

My thoughts are running a mile a minute, i mutter them out, saying incoherent things. I do this before i plan for every mission, usually, i would write it all down on a piece of paper and burn it after, but right now Butler and Holly are in the room, and even if it's for a mission, i don't want them getting an insight into my head.

I let my eyes dart around, making the connection of my right brain to my left brain easier, opening my mind to greater ideas. 

My bed.

Interrupting my train of thought is a man lounging comfortably on my bed, a man i had once loved, then left, then cried over. I let my eyes linger on his handsome frame, his blood-red hair catching my lamplight. His familiar smirk hung on his face, his sharp eyes assessing me, the only thing out of place, is his broken neck. Slowly seeping into my sheets, soaking into his hair where the colour blends, and into his white shirt is blood flowing from his mouth. He coughs it out of his throat to utter me a warning,

"Don't let your heart fall for another man Y/N. Stay with me, always, no matter what. Promise me"

No matter what. 

At the time, he had been holding my neck, us both leaning into each other with need, both canceling each other's demons. He had let his lips drop from mine to ask me for a promise, a promise to never leave him. His voice was full of emotion and fear, love and trust. At the time i had agreed, if only i had known just how much meaning that promise would come to hold.

In a flash i remember Butler and Holly's presence in the room and glance away from him, hoping they hadn't noticed.

I have made my decision.

"Fine, i'll help you save Artemis fucking Fowl"