The First Encounter

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Chapter 1- A Deal Gone Bad

"How much?" asked a greedy Damien Johnson. He was eyeing the big diamond Artemis Fowl Junior had placed in front of him. Johnson's grayish eyes reflected the diamond. His goatee twitched at the idea of owning this diamond. He licked his golden tooth thoughtfully. "Well?" he asked once more. All the pale youth did was smile. Artemis had set up a meeting with Damien Johnson, owner of a big weapon's facility. Although the general public didn't know him, the army and a couple of Senators owed him greatly. Veteran of World War 1, Johnson was tough to the core. He had some bad dealings, a gang of killers somewhere probably waiting for his command to strike, and cause of several deaths. However, the only reason Artemis cared of meeting with him was the good connections with the Senators.

"I'm afraid I didn't bring you here to buy the diamond off me, Mr. Johnson" Artemis replied. "I set up the meeting because you are going to sell the diamond, not buy it," he concluded.

Johnson had a glint of anger in his eyes for a moment before it changed into slight interest.

"What do you mean? To who? Why are you selling something this INCREDIBLY valuable to someone else?" Johnson asked.

"I mean, you're selling it to the government. Who in the government? Senator Kale Summers. Why? Because he's been a great help to Fowl industries since his very election. Artemis Fowl Senior was able to make a relationship with a powerful Senator and I don't intend the friendship to die. All these years of service deserve to be repaid" Artemis told Johnson in a very business-like tone. Johnson thought about it for a moment.

"And you can't because…?" Damien asked. Artemis grinned.

"Let's just say I'll be busy shall we?" the pale youth more stated than asked. Actually, Artemis had been planning a bank heist in England. He had been planning for a month now. He could practically picture the value of the many rubies and diamonds and gems and stones…. That's mainly why he had called on Damien Johnson. Kale had been growing inpatient for his well-deserved payment. Artemis Fowl Jr. had had him waiting for two years now. Kale threatened to sue him of charges like theft. Artemis' father had asked for some transportation of stolen goods. Kale and Artemis Sr. had been good friends so he had agreed. Artemis had to pay, and fast. He was off at an expedition in Peru just last week and he had discovered a new type of diamond! Of course Artemis was going to get a good deal of credit for his discovery, but not until he got back from England.

"What's in it for me?" Johnson suddenly asked.

"One hundred thousand Canadian dollars (Johnson lived in Canada) to keep your hands off my diamond and to give it safely to Senator Kale Summers" Artemis replied. "It's more than enough for a simple task." Johnson was getting angry again. Artemis felt safe though because Butler was standing over him, on guard.

"I don't need money! I want the freaking diamond! Now how much for the damn diamond!"

"It's not for sale," Artemis said lazily. Johnson looked like he was a volcano about to erupt. Then he did.

"IT'S NOT FOR SALE! YOU MUST HAVE MORE STASHED SOMWHERE! I'M BUYING THIS THING! HOW MUCH FOR IT?"

Artemis kept his cool and rubbed his temples thoughtfully.

"I'd say about two metric tons of gold," he said calmly.

"How am I supposed to…. Gold? I…." He said weakly. Then no matter how hard he tried he grinned. " I ummm.. need to go to the washroom. Yeah that's it, the washroom." Artemis nodded. He saw the men's washroom door open wide when he brusquely pushed it open. He also saw Johnson reach for his cell phone instead of heading for the urinals or stalls.

"Well, my meeting is over with this man, Butler" Artemis told his hulking bodyguard. "He doesn't seem to enthusiastic in the job."

"I agree, Artemis" he replied simply. All of a sudden, an alarm sounded outside in the parking lot. When Artemis and Butler turned around to see what was happening, a voice spoke into Artemis' ear.

"I will ruin your life Fowl. When I do, you will die at my hands." It was Johnson's voice. Butler suddenly leaped out of his chair and beckoned Artemis to follow. He did as he was told. Farther up, Artemis saw Johnson running for the exit. Butler started running too. Artemis didn't understand why Butler was running, but he followed Butler obediently. They blasted through the doors and Artemis instantly saw Butler's need to run and the source of the alarm. It was their car. Johnson hopped inside it. Butler ran up to it but suddenly, it did an unexpected 80-degree turn in reverse. Butler jumped back just in time to avoid getting run over. Artemis just arrived behind him, panting. The Hummer's engine revved, and it drove away, engulfing them in exhaust fumes. They coughed and coughed and coughed. Finally, they stopped.

"Come on Artemis, it looks like it's going to rain." Butler declared.

Artemis was exhausted when they arrived at Fowl Manor. Police cars were parked in the courtyard. Artemis and Butler instantly saw the problem. Their parking lot door had been forced open. There was a fire inside. Firefighters were winning the battle yet the cars were still scorched. A Jaguar, a Ferrari, a Land Rover, a Mustang, and their stolen Hummer. Five cars. Gone. In a matter of hours. Butler quickly said something to try and console Artemis.

"We'll get new cars Artemis, we'll get new cars" However, he had it all wrong. The cars weren't what bothered him. What bothered him were those words Johnson said before fleeing. To what extent would Johnson's wrath go?

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