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Basically this is a part of my little AU world. I think you’ll understand most of it even if you haven’t read anything else I’ve done.

 

If you don’t then I guess you’ll just have to read the other fics, even though this technically post-dates them at the beginning.

 

I have monkeyed with the Artemis Fowl timeline a bit. This fic begins between ‘The Artic Incident’ and ‘The Eternity Code’. The rest of the fic will be post Opal Deception. By my estimation, the four Artemis Fowl books cover roughly two years or so.

 

Expect long periods of nothing…………Work sucks…..

 

 

I don’t own Eva.

 

I don’t own Ah my Goddess.

 

I don’t own Artemis Fowl.

 

I don’t own anything in this story.

 

That’s the last time I’ll type that this fic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Neon Genesis: Goddess Fic

 

 

 

Artemis Fowl and the Fowled Fates

 

 

 

 

 

Prologue

 

 

2006 (Post –The Artic Incident, Pre – The Eternity Code, Pre - Neon Genesis Goddess)

 

 

 

 

A dull roar was the first thing to reach the girl’s ears as she awoke, her body lay on a hard metallic floor. With a moan, she sat up and looked around. Her blue eyes widened as she discovered she was in a kennel, like one a dog might be held in. Looking through the bars, she saw a heavy padlock would prevent the door from opening.

 

Looking beyond the lock, she discovered she was in the cabin of an airplane. That explained the roar filling her ears.  She leaned against the wall of the kennel to look out the nearest window.

 

Clouds floated past.

 

The airplane was flying.

 

With her in it.

 

The door to the cockpit then slammed open. An unshaven man exited and headed towards her. She quickly moved back to the far end of the kennel. The man knelt down and peered into the kennel at her.

 

“Awake eh?” he said, “Well we’ll just have to correct that.”

 

He walked out of view past the kennel. The sounds of banging and the tinkling of glass reached her ears. When he came back into view, he was holding a syringe.

 

“Comere sweetheart,” he said, “Just a little prick and then a nice nap.”

 

The girl shook her head and stayed as far from the door as she could.

 

“Dammit girl!” he growled, “I intend to make a lot of money off of you. Now get over here!”

 

The girl again shook her head.

 

The man stood up and stomped out of view. Suddenly the kennel lurched as the back end was lifted up. The girl squealed as she slid from the back towards the front of the cage. The kennel then dropped, stunning her for a moment. The man used that moment to stick the needle into her while she was against the kennel door.

 

The girl let out a cry of pain and quickly moved back to the rear of the kennel, but the drug was already taking hold.

 

“That’s it.” The man said, “Go to sleep. In a few hours, we’ll find out just what a person will pay for a real live Goddess.”

 

Five year old Sayoko Morisato, the goddess in question, was unable to reply as darkness claimed her.