Aokay my Humble readers, The story is now here. Somewhere on the contract it said that if you copy somebody elses idea then you will be removed. So i did some browsing to make sure no one else had the same idea as me and guess what? No One! because i am unique and cruel to my characters. Okay for people reading Last Act, I am Deleting it in a few days. REad it or not. I am posting the last chapter when pegasus starts hitting on the mom and Kaiba gets possessive. Sad, funny then sad again. Joey and Kaiba FRIENDship so far. I may make it a yaoi now, seeing that so many people perfer them to strait fics. Speaking with my devil, This is not a yaoi! I may have a yaoi pairing but between Artemis and people, i see no pairing. Reamus and Artemis is a NO-no. Snape . . . . That's just scary.
Mistalg: Harry potter belongs to JKR and Artemis fowl belongs to Eoin Colfer. I think i said it right. . .Hmm.
All he could do was run.
And so he did. He ran until the lights of the city were stars on the horizon. He ran until his lungs were paper in his chest.
He ran to forget, fogive and mourn.
Reamus Lupin was a sickly looking man with patched clothes and pale skin. He was by no means poor but he looked it and people of high standard judged him for it. Maybe it was the stress from Sirius's death or the fate of the worlds on the hands of his new Godson.
A mere sixteen year old.
Maybe it was because he didn't want to go begging like a dog to Snape for more medicene. Or maybe it was that he couldn't stand being locked up any more.
He ran and later, he regreted it.
The sun had set early but in his daze of desire, he at least remembered to get away from the people. So he ran further until the change took him and he settled into a fullout run.
He entered the Irish Feilds.
The smells! The feel of Wet bahaya Grass beneath your paws. A sour wind of salt and sea air. The crisp taste of fresh water at a small stream. The joy! Reamus played in the stream, darting for fish until his legs grew tired. He ran through the woods, howling at the celestial orb that hung overhead as he pleased.
Then there was a smell.
Reamus sniffed again. It was a bad smell like apples and honey suckle, sweet but sickly. It was frangrant but then the smell of humans mixed with Cherry blossoms was always a bad thing. Reamus growled low in his throat before laying low to the ground as he worked his way through the feild. He smelt . . . Humans. Then Cherry Blosoms. . . and a strong smell of Male cologn. Reamus crawled toward some trees that were full of Ripe apples and pears. He tilted his head, listening for a noise, anthing of use to him.
The sound of Typing fingers on a Keyboard.
Reamus looked up, his ears flat, eyes straining to focus. His eyes caught on a figure in black under a tree full in blooms. Cherry Blossoms.. It was boy the same age as his grandson, but. . . What grandson? The idea that a human could be of any relation would be foolish. Reamus tilted his heads and a horrible smell caught his attention. A male scent with the thick musky scent of expensive cologn. He snorted and shell nearly caught his head. He ducked and a boulder of a man with a long rifle jogged out from a shed near the pear trees. The boy looked up, and for a second, Reamus thought he'd been discovered.
"Butler?" he question in a legato voice. It was neather high nor low for it was said as if it had been practiced. It carried the smallest hint of an irish accent but was otherwise fluent English.
"I thought i heard something over here." The bodyguard took on last look before turning around, going back to the shed where a oak stool sat with a case for the rifle. Reamus pawed the ground, anxious for a lunge but decided that he wait, case there were any more abnormalties to the hunt.
The light was dim but wolves were infamous for seeing in the dark. Theirs cousins were just as Infamous. Reamus looked around, lower this time, and Looked farther in the distance.The light caught his eyes and it spread the light over the entire fixture. Like a photographers camera and a flash. A large house with Gothic/Victorian windows and sinister arches. Flying buttresses were around the back near the small balcony and the top to the house sloped in many directions. The house itself looked cold and uninviting but The trees and the lights gave it a cheery feeling. Reamus concentrated on the easy catch: The boy. The boy was tall and dark. His hair and skin caught what little light from his laptop, and his suit was black or else it would look differently. The boy had blue eyes like Stardust on Ocean waves that made them seem almost magical. His skin was pale as moonlight and his hair darker than an autumn sky. He was begging to be killed smelling the way he did. He smelt of Oranges and Magnolia, sweet then stern smells described the prey. Young but Obviously, Willing to forgo anything for anything. Reamus eyed him before eying the bodyguard with the gun. Five bullets max would hurt him. One silver bullet would kill him. Ten to one that man had no silver. He powered his legs and forarms, arching his back down so he could go low then up for a lunge, aiming for the throat.
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He lunged, the air fell past his shoulders and neck, along his sides and hit his feet. He landed with barely a souund but The Bodyguard ran over as fast as he did, shooting wildy then aiming when he darted from his attacks.. Feet, neck, stomach, chest. He couldn't him because if he did he would hit . . . .
"ARTEMIS!"
The boy looked up, Having only learned of what was going on a minute ago with a single call of his name.
Artemis. .. ironic. The hunter is the hunted. His Blue eyes widened and Reamus soaked in the smell he radiated. Fear. He came with in ten feet of him and lunged for the throat. The boy was frozen in such a state, he couldn't move. Then at the last minute, He threw the laptop at him and rolled away. Reamus jumped against the tree, racing for the boy.
"ARTEMIS RUN! RUN!" Artemis struggled to run away but his leg was caught in a ,root when Reamus pounced, Front paws pining him down and bitting his shoulder, sinking his teeth into the warm soft flesh. Artemis screamed. He thrashed to pull Reamus off of him, trying to roll out from under him but Reamus held him, his teeth imbedded in his shoulder. Artemis struggled to fight the wolf off but . .. . .
His thought became hazy and his sight, delirious. He was having a problem with his arms when his shoulder then went completly numb. Reamus was about to unlatch his jaws when he shrieked with a pained yelp. The bodyguard had shot him in the hip, close to pelvic bone. He growled low and barred his fangs when another shell was hurtled toward him. He darted, deciding that this wasn't what he needed in one night. Reamus ran with shells following his trail until he reached the feild and disappeared out of sight.
Butler was leaning down, helping his charge up, checking his would for ripped musle and so forth. Artemis could barely stand, head throbbing and sight bluring, so Butler picked him up and carried him in to a sobbing mother who heard the screams and enraged father.
Lupin awoke, naked and cold in a cave. His head throbbed and his stomach lurched. What. . . He tried to stand only to have his knees collapse, pushing him against The wall of he cave. Then He saw his hands with the red blood running along his arm. He gasped. Oh my God. . . He reached up to his face, rubbing it with the upper half of his arm. More blood around his mouth.
Did i get cut? Please let it be my blood. Then he tasted it. Stuck in his canine was a leathery feeling sort of thing like from a piece of appleskin. Only it was thicker. Lupin fell to his knees, Shaking uncontrollably, tears running down his face mixing with the blood.
"Oh my God, . . . What have i done?"
Want more? Push the purple button.. . I have chapter two down so when i get five reviews or more for the first chapter then i will update. Dementor's child is gonna be updated in two days. I have decided whose son he will be. I feel sorry for Harry and Draco. . . .HEehehe.