Chapter 1: In which Fowl regains his memories

A/N Right… first fanfic ever. First Artemis one too funnily enough… but don't hesitate to criticize. I'd rather that than just "Oh this is great!"… Heh. I'll start off modestly, asking only 2 reviews before I post the next chappie. Meep! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Yay! I finally get to post about how annoyed I am about not owning Artemis Fowl, just like everyone else… let's see tries to think up witty comment fails… I don't own anything.

The Operations Booth (well, almost)-

Captain Holly Short of the LEPrecon made her way towards Ops. She looked puzzled, and she was. Foaly didn't usually ask her to visit him, Commander Root ordered her to.
She the door to Foaly's office and raised an eyebrow. A new, shimmering layer of Liquiscreen covered the door. She snorted quietly before walking into it, waiting as it took an impression of her body to report to Foaly. It was one of his newest inventions, design to make absolutely sure that no one got into Ops unwanted.

A few seconds later, the door opened and Foaly swiveled round on his chair.

"Aren't you getting a bit extreme?" Holly asked. "You'd think Fowl was coming back!" She laughed.
"He is." Said Foaly.

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Fowl Manor-

Artemis paced the floor, annoyed at his stupidity. The first thing he had done when he had regained his memories was locate his hidden fairy technology. This had almost certainly triggered some sort of alarm down in the Lower Elements since the helmets he had picked up had shone red and begun to beep alarmingly. Now he had precious little time to devise some sort of plan that might help him keep his memories.

He looked fondly down at the little broken tube that was lying in his hands. There was nothing in it, but just seeing it lying on the floor of his closet had made him remember his first trip to the Artic Circle, and then the rest of his fairy related adventures. It was almost ironic that while none of his careful planning had returned his memories to him, a small tube that had once held an acorn had made everything come back in a torrent of lost thoughts. But now that he knew his previous planning, which had seemed so good at the time was useless; the prospect of losing his newfound memories was even more frightening.

The doorbell rang.

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Just Outside Fowl Manor-

Holly smiled in grim satisfaction as she waited for Artemis to answer the door. It wasn't that she wanted to watch him be mind-wiped a second time, but she was glad that he must realize that no matter how many times he regained his memory, the LEP would be right there to relieve him of it. She did have one small doubt though.

"I'm still not sure if we are really allowed to be here," said Holly, "I still think that our 'invitation' is pretty shaky." Foaly had rationalized that ringing the doorbell was the equivalent of asking permission to enter a dwelling, and the opening of a door was the equivalent of acceptance. It was dubious, to say the least.

"Shaky grounds never bothered you before Holly." said Foaly "And we certainly have enough footage of you disobeying minor LEP rules and regulations." Holly scowled. Foaly had an infuriating way of being right.

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Fowl Manor

As he made his way to the door, Artemis had an expected stroke of genius. Of course he had a way of avoiding the mind-wipe! He paused for a moment, and then threw dignity to the hills as he rushed up the stairs, preparing to avail himself of the mirrored contact lenses that would help him avoid the powers of the Mesmer. After carefully placing them on his eyes he ran down the stairs in leaps and bounds, only stopping to collect his breath at the door. Then he opened it.

Artemis's first decision, made in a split second, was to play dumb. After all, they weren't necessarily sure he remembered them. "Hello?" he asked, sounding for all the world like a boy who has opened the door to find two very short individuals and a centaur at his doorstep.

"Don't play dumb Fowl, it doesn't suit you." Said Holly as she stepped over the threshold. Artemis gave a small mental shrug. It had been worth a try.

"Come on in then." He said resignedly. "I might as well give up now."

Foaly laughed. "The great Artemis Fowl gives up without so much as one brilliant plan? I need to get this on tape!" Artemis put on his best moody teenager scowl and led them into his dining room. He was beginning to recall a few things about his dining room that would prove useful.

"Juliet!" He called. Juliet entered with her usual style. Then she saw Artemis's visitors.

"Oh nicely done Artemis! You found a group of actors for Mrs. Fowl's brunch!" she said. She looked a bit closer. "Those are some really neat costumes too. Almost like Horser and the Beatlebugs."

"Wrestlers?" asked Foaly with interest.

"Duh!"

Artemis cleared his throat. "Interesting as this conversation may be, we a few more… shall we say… pressing engagements at hand Juliet, so if you could just bring some drinks? Oh, and please replace the flowers! They are on the brink of being completely wilted!"

"Three bags full Artemis!" said Juliet cheerfully. Holly grinned. Artemis scowled. The minute she left the room, Foaly said, "I see you haven't enlightened your companions."

"I haven't had the time. Not even Butler knows." Said Artemis.

"I'll be checking that." Said Root.

"What? You don't trust me?" asked Artemis, playing innocent. It didn't work.

"Not on my life!" said Root. "And what are you going to do about your mother's brunch when we leave?"

A brilliant idea hatched in Artemis's brain. Afterall, he did need more time… "Speaking about that…" he said…

"Uh-oh" said Foaly, "I think I need to go now!"

"But you're the main act!" said Artemis with a wicked grin on his face.

A/N: You: Why don't they just wipe him now?

Me: Good question… but it does make a more satisfying plot if he doesn't no?


I'll try and update ASAP people… but pleeeeeeease R&R… this is my first Fanfic and I really want to know what people think…