Don¡¦t build me to break me

By: Forgotten Sunrise

Reviews!

Schizophrenic Squirrel: lol thanks, he¡¦s getting smarter, believe me, he¡¦s just suffering for a case of summer fervor. Yeah she does have a soft side(ish). I think it makes her more fun you know.

Senseikkhehe: It is all very sad, but our poor Art is in the present of mean evil mobster people ƒ¼ Yet all is well that end well. I¡¦m not sure if this quote works in his case though¡K

Melody: Yes it was dumb, but there was no other way for him to get out the car. He should be back to his smart self in a few chapters¡K

Jen: Yes, she can, I think she only acts tough in front of people but I think she has a very soft heart. And yeah, He has changed a bit. To me, and older Artemis is just a little more relax and a tiny bit laid back. So he just might not think something all the way to the last detail. Yeah, I¡¦m having him be a little nicer then he was in the books. Mainly because he doesn¡¦t want to get beat up by Ida, but maybe he¡¦ll get a little too comfortable with the McGosscii? It¡¦s a sad thing that Artemis gets hurt, but it¡¦s bound to happen more then once¡KI¡¦m really glad you like this story Jen! Hope you continue to read it!

Sarah Waters: Aye Aye! Sure thing Sarah!

will-herm-simetra: Yes he should be smarter but he has a changed some and plus he¡¦s gots a case of the summer fervor. I¡¦m glad you like the story ƒº

Knight of the Eternal Darkness: I liked that story. But no worries my friend, this one ends up nothing like it.

Qtip6688: Thanks!

AN: a warning to the reader, this chapter may be re-done. This stupid laptop doesn¡¦t like to save things the way that it should but anyway, I¡¦ll shut up because soon, we will, learn of our poor Arty¡¦s fate¡K

Chapter 3: Plan

Ida hadn¡¦t let Artemis out of her sight the whole plane ride. And seeing that it was a twelve-hour flight, her following him like a little puppy was very annoying.

¡§You do understand that there is nowhere for me to right? We are at lest, fifteen thousand feet up in the air.¡¨

¡§And you do understand that you jumped out of a moving car right? You at lest , got like how many busies and cuts again? Look, I was told to bring you back alive. And since there is still the danger of your trying to commit suicide, I¡¦ll be watching you, the whole time.¡¨

Artemis just ignored her, and looked out the window. She set down next to him and held his hand. He didn¡¦t look at her but though, why is she always doing that? She obviously the kind of girl that does not like to take chances.

¡§You don¡¦t have to worry about me killing myself, trust me.¡¨

¡§Why?¡¨

Artemis was just about to tell her why when Maféia came up. She was about twenty or so, pale skin , long legs purple eyes (because of contact) and dark, almost black green hair. She like Ida had numerous piercing and tattoos, but she seemed just a tad bit nicer than Ida. Or maybe she was just a tab bit dizzier than Ida.

¡§Hey aren¡¦t you like Art?¡¨ she asked him leaning over Ida.

¡§It¡¦s actually Artemis.¡¨ He said truing to see her but found that she was only centimeter form touching his face.

¡§But that¡¦s such a girly name! Art sounds soooo much manlier. So that¡¦s what I¡¦ll call you. Hmmm Art Fowl¡Ksounds so familiar. But I can¡¦t seem to think of where I heard the name before¡K oh well! My name is Maféia¡¨

¡§Hmmm¡¨ he wasn¡¦t paying any attention to her and was looking out his window again. Maféia turned to face Ida

¡§Ciao, signorina Ida, how are you doing today?¡¨ She said in perfect Italian

¡§Tried, but okay, grazie. Well be landing soon.¡¨

¡§What time?¡¨

¡§Dieci ora, so subito.¡¨

Artemis looked at them, though they now paid little attention to him, Ida even let go of his hand. They both spoke perfect Italian. He wondered if they were speaking in Italian because they didn¡¦t want him to understand what they were talking about. He listened to what they were talking about. They were steadily talking about preparation for some kind of event coming up. Maybe Italian was just comfortable for them to speak in.

¡§It¡¦s nine fifty-five so the plane will land in about five to ten minutes, you might want to change.¡¨ Artemis didn¡¦t say anything, but got up, he was tired of setting down, plus he got a chance to get away form Ida.

¡§Ah great he¡¦s gone,¡¨ Maféia said and grabbed Ida¡¦s hands ¡§ So who are you going to bring to the wedding?¡¨

¡§I was thinking about going with Tom-¡¨ Maféia¡¦s face gave a little frown ¡§Luigie? Ian?¡¨ Maféia face kept frowning. Ida sighed. ¡§What wrong with Tom, Mike, or Ian?¡¨ She asked

¡§ That Art guy is hot isn¡¦t he?¡¨

Ida stared at her blankly and didn¡¦t say anything

¡§You know, chances are that he¡¦s going to be with us for a long time, and well, it would be-¡¨

¡§Maféia, let me stop you there. Please, for my sake, for your sake, don¡¦t get any ideas about Artemis and me. Have you seen his face?¡¨

¡§ I was just thinking¡¨

¡§Well don¡¦t¡¨ Ida snapped ¡§ I think I¡¦ll go with Ian

Maféia frowned

¡§Fine then it won¡¦t ruin my wedding too much.¡¨

Artemis took a shower. He hadn¡¦t taken one earlier only because Ida probably would have followed him. He saw that she didn¡¦t like to take too much chance. He washed the dry blood off his body and cleaned his hair. Then he got out, dried himself and quickly got dress with the cloths laid out for him. White polo, black slacks and black Airforce1 Nikes. This was probably Ida¡¦s work. Nevertheless, he put on the polo and the pants and put on his loafers. What was he going to do for then on? He didn¡¦t know what they we¡¦re going to do him. He sighed. If they we¡¦re going to kill him, then he prayed that they would make it quick. But if they let him live, he decided that he would ¡¥befriend¡¦ one of them. Then maybe they would let him go. He doubted that, they were professionals. But, one was young and impressionable. He smiled. He had a plan.

The plane landed and they all filed out. Ida checked her watch, it was ten, and they need to be at the house at ten thirty. A small taxi was waiting for them and Ida ushered Artemis in.

¡§Come on, we only got thirty minutes, and I would hate to be late.¡¨

¡§I¡¦m in no rush.¡¨ Is all he said to her before. Maféia got in the car with them. ¡§Where did every one go?¡¨ he asked

¡§ It¡¦s no of your concern¡¨ Ida said quickly, before Maféia could say anything about the wedding. But she said something about it anyway.

¡§I¡¦m getting married in a couple of weeks¡¨

¡§Three weeks if I remember correctly.¡¨

Maféia looked at him with amazement.

¡§You speak Italian then?¡¨ Maféia asked.

¡§Yes I do¡¨

¡§Well, then, you should feel right at home with our family¡K¡¨ Ida muttered

¡§Oh! That¡¦s wonderful! I was just thinking of people, that I should invite,¡¨ she looked at Ida with her puppy dog purple eyes.

¡§I don¡¦t think so Maféia.¡¨ She said shifting around in her set now.

¡§She doesn¡¦t like the people that I want to invite, but it¡¦s my wedding so whatever.¡¨

Ida leaned forward in her set and began to speak to the cab driver, in Spanish this time.

¡§Hola, sinor. Can you hurry up? We¡¦re tiring to get home before ten-thirty and it¡¦s ten-ten now.¡¨

¡§Si, si, but have you know that I have to break the speed limit. But I do it for you¡¨

¡§Ah gracias tanto, thank you so much.¡¨ The cab speed up and Artemis looked out the window, the city lights were far away form them now and they were climbing up a mountain side.

¡§Where are we?¡¨ he asked Maféia. He had a better chance of getting an answer.

¡§Columbia. That¡¦s were Ida¡¦s papa lives.¡¨ Then she pulled out a wedding magazine and showed it to him ¡§ which dress do you think I should wear? I really like this pink purplish one right her but then is snow white one is pretty hot too¡K¡¨

Artemis just looked at her for a moment.

¡§Normally, the bride wear white-¡¨

¡§But I¡¦m not a virgin, so the pink purplish one has your vote, thanks¡¨

Artemis stared at her. He was going to say if you haven¡¦t been married before then it wouldn¡¦t matter, but he held his tongue. He looked towards Ida who was in a light sleep. Her lips curled up in a frown and hair was all over the place, but yet she looked so peaceful and more her age.

¡§She can be really sweet you know.¡¨ Maféia said to him ¡§She¡¦s Richard¡¦s only child now, and soon she¡¦ll take over in her father¡¦s place. It¡¦s too much for some one as young as her to worry about if you ask me. She puts up this big front and acts real tough but she¡¦s hurting inside¡K I think I said a little too much for Ida¡¦s liking¡¨ Maféia said and started the check things in her bag and put things away.

¡§What happen. To her other sibling¡¨ he asked. Not that he really cared.

¡§He died, pasted away, Ida is Richard only child now. Ida we¡¦re almost home, wake up.¡¨ Maféia shook her gently by the shoulders and Ida began to wake.

¡§What¡¦s the time?¡¨

¡§Ten twenty five.¡¨ Maféia replied getting her things ready.

¡§Well, that¡¦s just groovy isn¡¦t then?¡¨ Ida said looking around. She was still in a dream state. ¡§That¡¦s mean¡¦s that we¡¦ll be on time.¡¨ A small childish smile played across her face, and for a moment, Artemis could see the little girl that she actually was.

The cab pulled up to the McGossicc Manor. It looked like something straight out of a fairy tale fantasy. It was just as big and grand as the Casa Eden, and the sweet aroma of jasmine filled the air. Some how, this place didn¡¦t seem so much like a prison to Artemis anymore.

There was a big man waiting out side for them. He had a long white beard and had a head full of white hair. He looked like the Latino version of O¡¦ Saint Nick. However it was his big shaped eyes that told Artemis who he was. Richard McGossicc, the notorious mobster.

Artemis climbed out the cab. Ida didn¡¦t worry too much, where could he go? But still, her eyes followed him all the way to her father.

Richard greeted Artemis with a smile and extended his hand. Artemis took it and shook it.

¡§I take it that you are Richard McGossicc, so I want to know exactly why I¡¦m here. I would also like to know what I have to do to leave.¡¨

Richard frowned

¡§Leave? My boy, is this place not good enough for you? Tell me now, what must I do to make you feel at home.¡¨

¡§ You can make me feel at home if you let me go home. I want to know why you ¡¥brought¡¦ me here.¡¨

Richard sighed, sadness was clear on his face.

¡§Come, young Master Artemis. We have a lot to talk about. I assume, that you wish to know why you must stay here.¡¨

¡§Soon than later, yes, I would like to know why I must stay here.¡¨

Artemis followed Richard McGossicc in the grand house. There were many people, but Richard explained that most of them left after dark. Artemis notices that there were pictures everywhere. Mostly of Ida and who must have been her brother. It was strange, looking at the picture of her brother. It felt like looking into a mirror. Finally, they reached Richard¡¦s home office, and he let them in.

¡§Sit Artemis, close the door behind you.¡¨ Richard said taking a set in his oak chair. Artemis did as he was told and closed the door.

¡§I want you to tell me why I¡¦m here.¡¨ Artemis said taking a set.

Richard sighed and picked up a picture frame.

¡§Mio Veinchenzo dolce. My sweet Veinchenzo.¡¨

Artemis looked at him quite blankly

¡§Excuse me but that does not explain why I¡¦m here-¡¨

¡§He was my beloved son¡¨ Richard said, with out missing a beat ¡§Him and Ida meant the world to me. But Enzo, died about two years ago. Do you know how he was killed?¡¨

¡§No, but again-¡¨

¡§He was shot, in the heart, in the head. But not before they beat him to the point where he was crippled.¡¨

¡§Believe, it sounds like a very sad story-¡¨

¡§Do you know who did it? Your caro cousin, Allen Fowl, and his entourage.¡¨

Artemis sighed. He had met Allen only twice in his life, but he knew that Allen was capable of doing horrible things.

¡§I didn¡¦t know your son but I¡¦m sure I would have hated him. However, what Allen did to him, can not be justified in anyway. I¡¦m truly sorry for the loss of your son. But realize that theirs nothing I can do.¡¨

¡§It was heart breaking to my dear Ida. She cried for days. What was even more heart breaking to her was that fact that she had to grow up quite rapidly. She is only sixteen, you realize this. She¡¦s looks older, but she¡¦s a child inside really. I¡¦m old you know and Ida will have to take over the family business. But I fear that she won¡¦t last long, in this line of work.¡¨

¡§ There is no need for you to worry. She did a remarkable job in kidnapping me yesterday.¡¨

Richard smiled

¡§That¡¦s my bella, she put the plan together herself. But still, my son¡K¡¨

Richard looked Artemis straight in the eyes, and then Artemis was almost positive why he was brought there.

¡§You must be joking. I could never be your son, and I would never want to be your son¡¨

¡§I remember the day I saw that picture of you. My heart froze. I had thought that it was my son that had came back form the grave. You two could be twins.¡¨ Richard handed Artemis the picture that he had been holding in his hand. It was a picture of Vinchenzo when he was sixteen years old. He had deep drak blue eyes and jet-black hair. It was a little longer then his though. But other than that, they did look like they could be twins.

¡§You cousin killed my son and now you must pay for it. You will pay, by being my son.¡¨

Artemis paled and worry was written all over his face.

¡§It will never work. My parent except me homes in a week. And if I don¡¦t call my mother, then she will call me and if I don¡¦t answer my call-¡¨

Richard put his hand up to stop Artemis.

¡§I will call your family, and I will explain to them. I will let them write to you, and I will let you talk to them. And when you¡¦re twenty, I¡¦ll even let them come over to visit you. But you are my figlio now.¡¨

Artemis put his head in his hands and sighed. He was starting to feel sick and lightheaded.

Richard grinned, and got up to hug him.

¡§Welcome home, my son.¡¨

Ida laid on her flower shaped bed and Maféia set next to her combing her hair.

¡§Hmm I don¡¦t know¡K should I wear my contact?¡¨

¡§They match your dress so I would have to say yes.¡¨

¡§Yeah¡K so are you going to bring Ian with you?¡¨

¡§He¡¦s my boyfriend, of course.¡¨

Maféia stopped combing her black hair and sighed.

¡§I really think you should go with Art. I¡¦m sure that he would love to get out this house just once.¡¨

¡§We have no clue how long he¡¦s going to be here. He might be gone by the time of the wedding. And beside, he looks to much like my brother.¡¨

¡§But Art not your brother. And I don¡¦t think he wants to be your brother.¡¨

¡§Your right. He doesn¡¦t want to be my brother. My brother loved me and would do anything for me. Artemis hates me.¡¨

¡§I doubt he hates you. Give him a chance to be your friend.¡¨

¡§And just who do you think you are? My mother?¡¨ Ida snapped.

Maféia started to take out her contacts.

¡§Ida please, don¡¦t start. I¡¦m not trying to be your madre. I¡¦m talking to you as your friend. Truth be told, I think Ian is a horrible boyfriend. That my opinion. But all I¡¦m saying is let Artemis be your friend. Lord knows that he need one here with him.¡¨

¡§I would appreciate it you kept your opinion to yourself!¡¨ Ida ran out her room and slammed the door behind her.

Maféia was left laying on her bed. What in the world was she going to do with that girl?

End Note: Okay, that¡¦s enough for now. OMG my dad kept messing with my laptop and deleting my files! I think he thinks he¡¦s a computer savvy. But whatever. Poor Art. In what kind of sick twisted parallel universe, would someone force Artemis to be there son! Let me know what you think! Bye!