Call Me Artemis Fowl [On Hold and Rewriting]

The Real Beginning

"Artemis, give your cousin back his...er, what was it again?"

"My A Mathemeticians Brain Volume 1 of 26, Aunt Angelica."

"Umm, yes. Well, Artemis, give it back!"

"But muuum!"

"No buts! Artemis, give Artemis his book back." 

The only time Artemis Fowl had fun, was when he was with his cousin. They were alike yet different at the same time. They could only ever have fun when at his Aunt Angelica's house.

Angeline and Angelica were twins. They were best friends.

Angeline had a son, Angelica had a daughter. Angelica was determined that her daughter would be named Artemis (she had an obsession with Greek Mythology) and Artemis Senior was adamant about his son carrying on the family name.

So, with her sister (her heavily pregnant, hormonal sister, I might add) and her husband (her Lord-of-Crime husband) being at eachothers throats for what to call their children, Angeline told them to shut up and call both their kids Artemis, or she would call mum.

They were all scared, of mum.

Soon, Angelica's husband died, and, having nobody else to go to, she turned to her sister. Artemis Sr. was not adverse to the bottle, so that night, with two stressed sisters, he turned to the drink, the sisters joining him, and by one o'clock that morning, Angelica had legally  joined the Fowls. (Well, I say legally...)

So, that is why we have two Artemis Fowls. 

Before Artemis Sr. went missing, Artemis Female found the fairies. She was in the Fowl mansion's gardens, and she fell down a hole. She landed far down, too far for a 9 year old to survive unscathed.

She lay, with many bruises, lacerations, and broken bones, until a fairy you are all familiar with, turned up.

Leuitenant Holly Short was more compassionate back then, than she is now., so when she saw the bleeding human child, she acted upon instinct.

"Heal..." she laid her hands on the child's brow, and held her head as she bucked and cried. Holly Short winced at the cracks of her bones realligning and mending. The light and power was unimaginable, though thankfully not as much as it could have been-there were not many breaks, but more than a child could take.

 Artemis woke in a strange room in a strange place and her first thought was:

Dang, I forgot to steal Arty's book!

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Yes, i know it's short and I know you will hate me, and IM SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!