User:Fairfieldfencer/Sonic Meets Artemis Fowl

This is a Sonic and Artemis Fowl fan-fic about Artemis Fowl in the Sonic universe. Copyright owned by SEGA, Sonic Team, Eoin Colfer, Puffin books, 4Kids Entertainment, Archie and Dic.

In the early years of the 21st century, teenage criminal mastermind Artemis Fowl is off another daring mission to find one of the greatest enemies of the Fairy people. With help from a close companion, this threat travels into the future where she uses her magic to be protected by newlyweds Princess Sally Acorn and Sonic the Hedgehog. With only three days to complete their mission, Artemis and his team of heroes are going to have to work fast to bring this criminal to justice and return with her back to the past. But what does she want that she can only find in the future? And why enlist the help of the heroic Mobians residing in New Mobotropolis? Read on to find the answers...

Author: Fair field fencer F F F

Prologue
Through the thousands of years the fairy people have lived and strived in the underground of the Earth, many events and individuals have threatend to wipe them out of existence. Among those who stand out among them all are Artemis Fowl, Irish millionaire and criminal mastermind, and Opal Koboi, a once genius pixie with an IQ over 300 capable of inventing many a spectacular creation.

Artemis has since been dropped as an enemy of the People, however, since his first interaction with them, and became a valuable ally for the seven decades after he first met the People. Opal Koboi, however, remained a constant threat to her fellow fairies all her life.

In her time, the pixie with the golden touch had founded her own company known as Koboi Laboratories and used her wealth to fund a goblin rebellion for the B'wa Kell, and had also managed to trap and kill the youngest commander in LEPrecon history and blamed Captain Holly Short for it. It was later revealed that five years before this she had captured rare animals by mesmerizing the leader of the Exstinctionists known as Damon Kronski to further her magical power by extracting their naturally magical brain fluids.

All these plans and schemes had been foiled by Artemis Fowl, and the many others she employed in the future had also been foiled by him with some exceptions. This particular tale tells the story of how she managed to travel far into the future after she escaped a maximum security cell with the help of a close friend of hers. One so close to her, in fact, that you'd think them one in the same...

Double Trouble
SPECIALLY CONSTRUCTED ISOLATION PRISON CUBE, MAXIMUM SECURITY PENITENTIARY, ATLANTIS, THE LOWER ELEMENTS

Opal was making yet another plee to shorten her sentence in her cell by writing a letter to a member of the council. She was very displeased with her last attempt when Wing Commander Vinyáya had said she would release her, but it turned out to be a wicked trick. She had added her name to her revenge list, which was just a bunch of names on a yellow piece of paper she took from the Human world before her capture. There were several names on the list, with only one crossed out. That name was 'Julius Root'. The one person she actually managed to get her vengeance on. But he would be far from the last if she had anything to say about it.

Opal finished her letter and yawned. She was tired from being in this cell. The only contact from the outside world she had was when the prison guards informed her that it was time for her daily meals through an old fashioned intercom. They must have spent so much money on the cell itself they only had enough left for the intercom instead of one of the more high-tech communicators. Then, a feminine voice came through the intercom.

'Hello?' said the voice. It was strangely familiar to Opal.

'Hello?' said the voice again. 'Opal Koboi? Can you hear me?'

'Yes,' said Opal. 'Who are you?'

'That can wait. I have hacked into the mainframe here to contact you. I've got an ingenious plan to help you escape from here, and you won't have to do a thing in return.'

'I seriously doubt that. What do you want from me?'

'Nothing.'

'Do you honestly expect me to believe that? Nothing in the world is free.'

'This is. I will explain why when you escape. Here's the plan.'

Opal listened intently to the voice. Her plan was great, evil and sneaky, with just a touch of revenge as well. Opal smiled when the voice finished telling her the plan. This girl was so evil, that they could have been related.

OPERATIONS' BOOTH, POLICE PLAZA, HAVEN, THE LOWER ELEMENTS

Haven's Police Plaza for the Lower Elements Police was currently on full alert. After Artemis Fowl and Captain Holly Short had returned from their trip eight years into the past three months earlier, they had brought with them the past version of Opal Koboi, the LEP's priority one fairy.

Among those who were working hard on this catastrophe, none were working harder than Foaly, the LEP's technical genius who was the main reason the Humans had not discovered the existence of fairies. Despite all his genius and efforts, Foaly felt at a loss. Opal had managed to steal his own inventions installed in Holly Short standard issue LEPrecon suit, and was using it to avoid detection from the Centaur and every other officer under the world.

Foaly packed up his gear, stowed away his tinfoil hat and headed out of the Operations' Booth of Police Plaza to his personally made hover car.

Previously, fairies had travelled around in cars powered by Magna Strips on the roads of Haven, but Foaly, as usual, had come up with an even more efficient way of getting around that used less energy. Using magnets they he built into the bottom of the new Hover Cars, Foaly was able to make a magnetic field that made them float in the air by propelling them from the metal built into the roads of Haven with a nuclear engine that moved it forward and allowed it to be turned. The magnets were extremely sensitive since the metal was under the roads, and many a fairy jock with one of the newer models with retractable roofs had been thrown out of his car due to stray coins being left on the road.

Foaly walked out of Police Plaza to the parking lot where he had left his fine invention, only to find the hood of it opened with missing engine parts. Someone had somehow managed to bypass the finger print activated start button for the car and had opened up the hood and stole some of the more essential engine parts. No doubt to sell them on the black market for a fine price.

Foaly sighed at the sight of his beloved invention and walked over to get a closer look. Burn marks surrounded a melted hole where the finger print scanner had once been. The only answer Foaly's intellectual brain could think of was that Goblins had somehow burned through the finger print scanner, and then hot-wired the car to open the hood. But that was impossible. Goblins barely had enough brain power to light a Glow Cube.

He looked around to see if any of the Goblins might still be around, but he instead saw a free taxi hovering by.

'Taxi! Taxi!' Foaly yelled out.

The cab pulled out to the side-walk and Foaly got in. He hated having to take taxis, or any car that had not been personally designed for a Centaur. There wasn't any room for him to sit down, so he could only lean against the seats with both seat-belts strapped around him to keep his large Horse body secure. One time he had to share a taxi with a Dwarf who was coming home from a busy day in the tunnels and had forgot to release the air he swallowed while eating through all the clay in the mines. The taxi had flown over a coin on the road, and Foaly had bumped into the Dwarf's stomach. It took him a month to get the smell out of his lab coat, and the taxi driver several months before he could get another customer.

Foaly fastened the two seatbelts around his front and hindquarters, tried to get in the most comfortable position possible for him and then told the driver where he wanted to go.

'I swear things are getting worse around here,' said Foaly, making conversation with the taxi driver. Although her face was hidden, Foaly could tell she was a girl by the long hair sticking out of the back of her baseball cap and feminine hands on the wheel.

'Goblins have even worked up the nerve to steal car parts not two miles from Police Plaza,' continued Foaly. 'And they're getting smarter, if you can believe that.'

'Things can only get better and improve,' said the taxi driver. 'Look around. Who would have thought eight years ago that Haven would have such wonderful mechanisms and gadgets that there are today?'

'Oh, they are wonderful. I designed most of them. Pure genius. The Council should really be giving me a better budget for-' Foaly stopped mid-sentence after realizing something. 'Eight years? Pretty odd number. People usually say ten or five. But you said eight.'

'You never miss a trick, do you, Foaly?' said the taxi driver, and turned around to show her face. The face of the past Opal Koboi.

'Opal? What are you doing driving a cab? Insane-genius-bent-on-world-domination not paying the bills?'

Opal let out a shrill laugh like a harpie at the joke. 'You always did have a sharp wit about you, Foaly.'

While Opal was talking, Foaly was trying to open the door, but it was locked and the windows couldn't be wound down.

'Like my little taxi, Foaly? I modified it just for you,' said Opal.

'Well if that's true, then you could have at least put in more comfortable seats.'

'Oh, but they are comforatble. Why, you could sleep like a baby on them,' said Opal, and pressed a button on a hidden control panel. A window came up from behind her seat, cutting off all access to the passenger section. Hidden gas pipes were then activated and a special knockout gas that, while non-fatal, would leave Foaly in a coma-like state for several months were activated.

'Nighty night,' said Opal. Once the Centaur had been knocked out cold, Opal dragged him from the taxi and dumped him on a side-walk, which was no small effort as the Centaur weighed over twice her own weight.

'Phase One complete. Now on to Phase Two.' Said Opal with a devious smile on her face and drove off.

Foaly had been found not too long after by a couple of passing Gnomes and was immediately sent to hospital.

The Warlocks there determined that he had somehow gone into a deep coma and would be back round again in the next few months. But a few months was too late.

Someone had managed to penetrate Haven's virtual defences and was running havoc on all things electronic. Mobile phones began ringing at all times and when you answered them you were greeted by some rather unpleasant noises usually issued by Dwarfs. ATM machines kept spitting out Monopoly money instead of genuine currency. And the less said about Haven's plumbing system the better. But if you really want to know, let's just say geysers have been spotted in people's toilets at rather inconvenient times. One unfortunate Elf had been answering Mother Nature's call while reading the paper and shot straight through the roof once too much water pressure had built up in the pipes.

It was only time before more of the essential systems were hit, like the ones making sure that the Mud Men could not detect Haven and come down to exploit its resources.

The Fairy Council were desperately seeking a way to restore order in their city and bring calm back to the People. They had always depended on Foaly during times of technical crisis, and the Centaur constantly bloated that he was the only one that kept Haven running, and they hadn't realised just how much truth there was to that until now.

Reasoning that desperate times called for desperate measures, the Council voted to make a deal with the only other person under the world who could help them, Opal Koboi. In exchange for restoring the city to normal, they would lift 200 years off her sentence.

Many of the Council members objected to this, but they quickly realized that they had no other option. So Opal would be led from her prison to Haven's Operations' Booth to fix the mess by a team of the highest ranking LEP officers there were. One of which had all too many encounters with Opal Koboi in the past...

MAXIMUM SECURITY PENITENTIARY, ATLANTIS

Captain Holly Short walked alongside the new members of LEPretreival one while Wing Commander Vinyáya led the group towards Opal's specially constructed isolation prison cube.

Many of the previous members of LEPretrieval one had been promoted to cushy desk jobs in the three years Holly had been away in Limbo, but there were one or two faces she recognised. Obviously these fairies believed that they were not ready for desk jobs just yet, or possibly they loved the excitment of dangerous missions when above ground. Holly knew about that postion.

Three years ago she was up for the rank of major, which was a record career turn around. For a while Holly intended on refusing the position, but her late superior Commander Julius Root, who had opted for her promotion, told her the same words his commander had told him, that this position as a major was not for her, but it was for the People. Holly then changed her mind about it and intended to accept the poisition, but then Opal Koboi escaped from the Argon Clinic and had the commander killed, and framed Holly for his murder and she quit once a new commander had been appointed to try and do good without her acorns.

Then when Trouble Kelp was made commander and she saved the Demons on Hybras, she rejoined the LEP. Then she went broke a few major rules by going back in time to save Angeline Fowl from what appeared to be Spelltropy, but it turned out it was an Opal Koboi from eight years ago who had used the fluids of magical and endangered animals to increase her powers and came back to the present and escaped arrest and return to her own time by the LEP.

Holly was then punished by going on LEPtraffic for two weeks. It was supposed to be three months but with another Opal on the loose the LEP needed every available officer to help on the manhunt for her.

She couldn't believe the Council was actually willing to shorten her sentence, though, truth be told, it was logical. But just because it was logical didn't mean she thought it the best of choices.

The maximum security penitentiary was roughly as high-tech and secureity prone as Section 8 Headquarters had been on Holly's first visit. Foaly had personally constructed this wing and had updated it since past Opal escaped arrest.

As they walked along, security cameras and devices took pictures of all members of the group and their identities were confirmed at least fifty times before they made it to the end of the hall.

Wing Commander Vinyáya pressed her hand against a plate of liquid metal that Holly recognised as flux metal: Metal saturated with nano-sensors. The nano-sensors would read through everything from Wing Commander Vinyáya's handprint to DNA. It was so high-tech, that even is someone cut off the hand of someone who had access to Opal's cell and used it, the flux metal would detect a lack of pulse and fail to allow that person entry.

Opal's prison cube had been made by Foaly and Altantis's top mechanics, technicians and engineers. The cube was airtight as it was surrounded by roughly 10,000 gallons of water and an air supply was given through a large tank of air directly opposite the cube's airtight access tunnel. The tank was connected to a small pipe leading to outside the cell so it was impossible for Opal to escape through.

Wing Commander Vinyáya placed her hand on another flux metal scanner attached to a titanium door that seperated the cube from the access tunnel made entirely of glass and steel.

Opal sat there writing out another letter and was surrounded by seahorse figurines fashioned from chewed cardboard, two of them appeared to be broken as one lost a tail and the other had been decapitated.

'Ah, Wing Commander, finally seen the truth of my words?' said Opal in a sweet, innocent little girl fashion.

'Stuff it, Koboi!' snapped Vinyáya.

'Am I really that beautiful?' Opal asked.

'Oh, and more.' Said her past self.

Fowl To The Future
'Complete genius, wouldn't you say, old friend?'

'Indeed, Artemis. It looks like we can now add Dr. Emmett J. Brown to your long list of aliases.'

Artemis on the Hunt
Butler put on a trench coat that, surprisingly, hid a vast amount of his bulky frame and a cloth cap atop his head.

'How do I look?' he asked.

'Like a tall Del Boy,' said Holly, barely concealing her fit of giggles.

'Thanks.'

An Opal For An Emerald
Butler then walked up to him and bumped into the Crocodile with his shoulder.

'Why don't you watch where you're going?' Butler yelled.

'Hey, you're the one that bumped into me, Gramps!' said Vector.

'You're the one that bumped into me, you over-grown handbag!'

'Watch it, buddy, or I'll put your head between my jaws and bite down. Hard!'

'Oh! Does the Croc' with the big mouth want a fight?' Butler was getting Vector so worked up that Foaly would have been proud had he been there to witness it.

'That's it! You're going down, pal!'

'OK. I always did want to Crocodile Wrestle,' said Butler and removed his trench coat, revealing a chest rivaling Mammoth Mogul's. 'Come on, scale-face. My sister's birthday's coming up, and I want to give her a pair of Crocodile-skin shoes as a present.'

Vector had had enough, and charged at Butler, as did the Eurasian so that they were soon locked in a battle of strength. Each trying to overpower the other. Soon there were Mobians, Overlanders and Humans of all kinds placing bets on the Crocodile and manservant for who would win. A couple of "Mes Braves" Battalion soldiers saw all the commotion and considered stopping it, but who was going to get in the way of an over two-metre tall Human and a near six-foot Crocodile who both had chests roughly the size of houses?

Omnipitent Opal
Dr. Eggman sat in his laboratory of his Eggdome with Opal, looking over the new robot just manufactured. Its skinny body was covered from top to bottom in white and black armour, and had a head shaped like a frisbee with a single optic eye. Its armaments consisted of a missile launcher on one arm and a machine gun on the other with a jet engine in its back for hovering. Eggman couldn't help but admire the handiwork and great craftsmanship of the design, and this was only one of four models.

'I must say, Miss Koboi, these new modifications to my Egg Gunner designs are brilliant. And you made the perfect models for my Egg Rollers idea in no time at all. You're an evil genius after my own heart. And I must also thank you for your contribution to my little side-project,' said Eggman.

'The new design is rather splendid, not to mention the SCR-GPs, or "Egg Rollers" as you call them. And Operation: Eggstermination seems rather promising also. But there's no chance of it working unless you get the other necessities,' said Opal while filing her nails.

'Don't you worry about them. My Egg Cruiser will soon be ready and I can collect the Destructicite crystals from Mobius's asteroid belt. With them, Operation: Eggstermination can't fail. The Eggman Empire will be all powerful again, and I shall rule it all from right here in Metropolis. I think I shall destroy one of the continents when that happens and christen it Eggmanland as a gift for myself. My own glorious land of robots serving my every whim with that Hedgehog behind bars, living for the sole purpose of giving me entertainment by being tortured or humiliated whenever world domination starts to get boring.'

Opal smiled an evil smile at the doctor's view of the future. He may be deranged, but his ideas and future schemes were so deliciously good that she herself could have thought of them. And when she got back to her world and conquered it, she would make it seem that she did think of them.

Snively took that moment to walk in and deliver some news to his adoptive uncle.

'Sir, satellites show that something is speeding towards Metropolis at high speed. It must be the Hedgehog and his friends.'

'Long time no see, rodent! What do you think of these brilliant new robots Miss Koboi designed?' Eggman asked. 'Their inner-workings are absolutely spectacular! Their armour is made of a newly discovered metal found by my grand empire known as Eggamantium, the strongest metal on Mobius. And let's not forget the best part about these babies; They have such great computing and battle situation protocols that they make your wife's NICOLE look like a pocket calculator. They're smart, smart enough to out-think you and your little band of renegades with the utmost precision, Sonic.'

Fowl and the Future Saviours
'Butler here is my bodyguard. The Butlers have been protecting the Fowl family for centuries. All members of his family are either bodyguards or assassins.'

'Well, almost all, Artemis,' corrected Butler, 'I have a cousin in America who is an artist who draws comic books for a living. My, it's been a long time since I last saw old Steven,' muttered Butler under his breath before drawing out of his past memories and back to the present.

Murder Most Fowl
'How are we supposed to bring her back to the past, Artemis? I just don't see it.'

'Since when have you been one for giving up?'

'I've never been, but the odds haven't been like this before. We're going up against a power-mad dictator who controls most of the planet with legions of robots armed to the teeth. It's just impossible.'

'Holly, look at what we've got on our side. We've got a red Echidna with herculean strength, a cowboy cyborg rabbit, a floating head in a crystal ball, an alien Hedgehog hybrid, a voluptuous thieving bat, a two-tailed genius Fox, a royal Squirrel tactician, and a speedy blue Hedgehog who's had such an active love life that his theme song should be Mambo No. 5. With many more ridiculous exceptions. How can we possibly lose?'

Holly actually laughed at this. 'I like this new sense of humour of yours. It makes you seem more... normal.'

'Normal? I don't think that word has ever been associated with me before.'

'D'Arvit!' exclaimed Holly.

'Is there really any need for such language, Hol- D'Aaaaarviiiiit!' said Artemis, once he saw what Holly had seen.