Artemis Fowl was not a dreamer. No, he was far too logical and unimaginative to dream. His 'dreams' consisted of memories or nightmares, sometimes both. But that night Artemis had a dream and he was confused, and there was few things Artemis did not understand.
As soon as he closed his eyes he opened them again. He was in complete darkness. He could see the clothes he wore and his hands and feet but nothing else. Alarmed, he began to do the most logical thing, sit down and not move. Boring but smart. After all, I could be sleep walking, he thought. I can't rule that out yet.
He knew he wasn't sleep walking when the Dark voice laughed. "Ha,ha, ha! Hello Artemis my sweet! We meet again."
He wiped his head around. The voice was everywhere! No, he thought, it's in my head.
"Yes! So smart, my sweet. Ah, your soul is so irresistibly sweet!" The voice chilled him on the inside and out. "Who are you?!" He yelled. A light appeared. No, a face. So suddenly it was almost as if it were a memory.
That's it, the boy genius thought, it's in my memories. When did I meet it? He thought and thought. But failed. He reached for Orion ,despite his objections, and found it.
He remembered.
Her smile.
Arty, your so silly, ha, ha, ha!
Her sweet breath and warmth.
When I tried to get up she pulled me even closer, the smell of sweets and candy on her breath.
Her strangeness.
Arty, see my eyes? Their different. See yours, their equally special as mine. Sometimes, I feel like we're supposed to be in different places. Like meeting was simply an accident, or million in one chance.
Her happiness for simple things.
Hey, Arty! Why aren't you happy?! Why am I happy? Because today it rained and now the flowers we're growing can live a little longer.
The last thing she said before she was kidnapped.
Arty, I don't think I can ever willingly give you up. Not to death, time, or the unknown. I'll come back. I promise.
But she never did come back. And Arty, little Arty, never got far on his rescue mission because he got a massive concussion and forgot about her turning to crime as an outlet.
She appeared in front him, smiling her Cheshire cat smile. Artemis wanted to believe it was his but stuck to his logic.
"Hello Arty, nice to see ya! It's been so long! I, kept my promise though." She whispered the last part. She looked around. "I can't talk, you. Not here. Not now. We're I'm the Dreamscape, portal portal 0032967 minutes of 0542293 years. There are voices everywhere in here. I'll visit you next time when it's safer." She stared at Artemis.
"Eden." She whispered.
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Artemis jumped up, gasping for air. "Ahh!" He screamed. Butler ran into the room with his favorite weapon and a couple of bio-bombs. He eyed Artemis.
"Hermes," Artemis whispered dazed. "She's alive, isn't she."
Butler paled. This was going to take some explaining.
