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Chapter 6:
An indecent four-letter word escaped Artemis's lips in a bare whisper.
This was crazy.
Insane.
Retarded.
In fact, what other synomyms were there for well, mad?
Simple: aberrant, absurd, bananas, batty, bizzare, crazed, cuckoo, daft, delirious, demented, deranged, distracted, erratic, foolhardy, foolish, frantic, frenetic, harebrained, illogical, invalid, irrational, loony, ludicrious, lunatic, mental, non compos mentis, nonsensical, nutty, off the rocker, out of one's mind, psychotic, psycho, rabid, raving, senseless, unbalanced, unhinged, unsound, unstable, wacky...
Nah. Those words were mere understatements to what he felt about what he had learnt about the suppsed "fairies".
"And you expect me to believe that?" he raised an eyebrow at the two fairies when they met each other in the eye.
"Yes, and no actually. No, cause sane people don't believe in our existence..." Trouble shot off, Holly rolling her eyes.
"And yes, cause we do exist. We're right in your presence now! And you have to help us stop the pixie who did this to your father!" she pointed to the Artemis on the bed.
That hit a nerve. So what if fairies weren't real? All he wanted was revenge for his unconscious father...
"I'm in..."
Was all he muttered before the trio left the ward room. Holly and Trouble went ahead, Artemis following behind slowly.
He stole one last glance at his father.
"I'll revenge you, father. I promise," he sweared.
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As the two 'children' and young adult met the centaur who had been hiding in a BMW-look-alike, Artemis couldn't help but feel amazed.
"How's it even mathematically and scientifically possible for all this? I mean, a centaur in a BMW? You have to be kidding..." he murmured.
"Unfortunately, mud boy, that ain't so," Holly gave him a wink. Time to test his resistance skills against her driving.
And then, the shields on, the BMW changed into a large rectangular shuttle and soon was back into underground.
"Wow." was all Artemis could utter.
"Hell yeah. Score one for the Foalster!" Foaly gave himself a high-five.
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"Technically speaking, this shuttle is made of metal, yet it withstands the heat and friction of being underground?"
"And how did you manage to squeeze into the tiny BMW at first? Considing you're half horse and rather large in body mass..."
"How does this shuttle manage to transform into one after just mere seconds from a usual car, I mean...?"
"And how did you all manage to live down there below humans for so long? Is it not hot down there? It's the equator, isn't it?"
"How are any of this things even mathematically and scientifically possible?"
Usually, Artemis was not easily amazed. I mean, hard to astound a child with an IQ of 270 right? Not when you were already a fairy.
And after all as Einstein had said, there were three ways of learning. And one was asking questions shamelessly.
Score two for the Foalster.
"Magic and advanced technology does wonders, mud boy. Your science and math is equavelent to ours in primary...wait... kindergarden," he smirked.
Artemis showed him his tallest finger and gave his vampire snarl. The centaur would pay back later. Yet, there was work to be done.
They soon reached Haven City.
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Opal Kabol. Queen of the Fairies and Humans and All That Thread Earth. Lengthy. But pleasing to the ear.
Hm. Her new title soon enough, just wait.
Malvado, Julm, Malum, Jenayah and Trottel sat around her in the fine bungalow she managed to mesmer a foolish human into giving to her.
For free even. What a kind soul that idiot was.
"The plan? Ms Kabol?" Julm asked, his black eyes glittering in the thought of killing other people. Opal smiled.
"I've been thinking, boys. I've tried world domination how many times and sadly, was unsussessful...?" she purred.
The fairies nodded, taking in what she said.
"Yes, Ms Kabol? So what is your plan?" Trottel asked, his face brightening up.
Her lips curled into a snide smile as her lips opened and closed.
Her lips formed three simple yet powerful words.
"A civil war," her mud brown eyes seemed to turn into pits of black. Black. The colour of death and misfortune.
The whole meeting ended soon enough.
Opal rubbed her hands in pure delight.
A civil war between humans and fairies. That would weaken both parties, and who would profit? Herself, of course.
She was such a genius.
Hell. If the fairies wanted her back, they'd get her back all right. But not as a shamed prisoner. But as their mighty ruler.
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P.S. the words for mad were mostly taken from thesaurus.com so it's their credit... :)
P.S.S. OMG! Can u believe I've been spelling Kaboi wrong all this freaking time!!! X0 Crap. Oh well, no harm done. I think.
P.S.S.S. If you haven't noticed, Artemis 3 is slightly vulgar... but this is my story so i can do anything i want! :)
Also, again thanks DanniAsoma for the civil war idea:) <3 ya!
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