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Chapter one

It was about two in the morning. I was still up typing a fanfic for Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I looked up from my laptop when I saw a flash of blue light coming from my bookshelf. Three boys had just landed on my desk. They were all black haired, but that's where the similarities ended. One was dressed in an expensive suit. He had one blue eye and one hazel eye. It was Artemis Fowl. The second boy was wearing robes. He had round glasses over his pickle green eyes and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. Harry Potter. The third was dressed more normally in an orange t-shirt and jeans. He had sea green eyes and was holding a shining bronze sword. Percy Jackson.

I stared at them dumfounded. This had to be a dream. These guys didn't exist they were made up characters from my favorite books. Yet here they were getting of my desk and looking around looking almost as confused as I was. The first one to recover enough to speak was Artemis.

"You seem to have, though it escapes me how, teleported me out of Fowl Manner. I would like to know your reasons for doing so." He said as he examined the room with his calculating gaze. I didn't know what to say. "How did we get here?" Percy asked. He had caped Riptide and put it back in his pocket. "She apparated us here somehow." Harry guessed. "Apparated?" Percy asked.

"I didn't teleport or apparate you guys here. I'm just as clueless as you are to how you got here." I said.

Artemis studied me carefully. "You're telling truth." He said. "How can you tell?" Harry asked. "I have a degree in psychology. I know when I'm being lied to." Artemis said. "Aren't you a little young to have a degree?" Percy accused. "I got it under an alias of course, an older one." Artemis responded.

I remembered it was two in the morning and whispered. "You guys need to whisper. I don't want the whole house waking up."

"Where are we by the way?" Harry whispered. "You're in Texas. In the United states." I added the last part for Harry and Artemis since they didn't live in the U.S. "No problem I'll call Butler and have him come get me in one of the Fowl private jets." Artemis said.

"I don't think it's that simple Artemis." I said. He raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe I gave you my name."

"I know. But I already know all your names. You're Artemis Fowl. And he is Harry Potter" I pointed to Harry. "And he's Percy Jackson." I pointed to Percy. They all looked at me surprised. "How do you know our names?" Percy said. I hesitated. I didn't want to tell them they weren't real, but they needed to know.

"Well, I don't know how to tell you this… You see, you guys aren't.…real."

"That's preposterous. We are standing here in front of you in the flesh are we not?" Artemis dismissed. "Yeah I know, but you're just a fictional character from a book. I know it's hard to believe, but it's true." I said. "Prove it then." Artemis challenged.

"Fine look behind you. You see that bookshelf? On the bottom shelf I have all your books and Percy's and Harry's too." I walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out several books. The seven Harry Potter books, five Percy Jackson and the Olympian books, and the seven Artemis Fowl books. It took me several trips, but eventually I had all the books laid out on my bed.

The boys looked at their own books. They read the summaries, studied the covers, and flipped through the books. Disbelief, shock, and horror all flashed through Percy's and Harry's faces as they read their own stories. Artemis's reaction was different. After looking briefly surprised he read his story calmly. He was reading the parts that weren't in his point of view I realized. He probably saw this as a great opportunity to get information that he had would never have been able to get no matter whose computer he hacked into.

"I kill Voldemort?" Harry is reading the summary for The Deathly Hollows. I snatch the book away from him, not an easy feat considering how huge it is. "What book did you come out of?" I ask him. He pointed to The Half Blood Prince. "I was on the Hogwarts express, on my way back to the Derslys and then I was here finding out I don't actually exist." Well when you put it like that it really does sound horrible.

"You do exist." This unexpectedly came from Artemis. We all looked at him. Artemis sighed. "We all exist. If we didn't then it wouldn't be possible for us to be here in the first place. We simply exist in different a dimension that's all. Here we are merely fictional characters, so be it. But in our own worlds we are as real as real can be. And we are going back to our own worlds. I just need to come up with a plan. I need to figure out what caused us to appear here. In the mean time we will have to survive here."

"Right I agree with Artemis." I said. "Also I don't think you should read beyond were you are in the book. Percy which book did you come out of?"

"I was on the balcony at my apartment. I was uh, looking at my mom's plants… and then I was here." Percy was blushing slightly. I knew why of course. He had been looking at a very special plant and thinking about the island where he had gotten it. Not that that was relevant to our current situation. What was relevant was that, like with Harry, he had come out right before the last book in his series. Huh, that was a huge coincidence.

I said as much and put the Last Olympian back on the shelf. Then I turned to Artemis. He answered before I could ask.

"I came out at the end of Artemis Fowl and the Atlantis Complex having just saved the city of Atlantis. I don't see a book 8 on your bookshelf, but I assume there will be one?" I nodded.

"Then it would seem that we have all come out right before the conclusion of our book series. That's quite the coincidence." Artemis said thoughtfully echoing my thoughts almost exactly.

We just stood there pondering this for a while. I guess we were at a loss for what to do now.

"Uh, I guess you guys should get some sleep. I'll go get you some pillows and stuff." I said awkwardly. I went out into the hall and turned on the lights. I walked over to the closet in the hallway and, trying to be as quite as possible, retrieved several blankets, pillows, and three sleeping bags. I came back to find the boys exactly as I left them standing in the middle of the room. I motioned for them to move out of the way and started laying the blankets out on the floor. I put several on top of each other, trying to make a sort of bed for them. Then I laid the three sleeping bags out over the blankets putting a pillow with each bag.

"We're going to need to get up really early tomorrow to put all this stuff back before my mom wakes up. I doubt she'll notice, but we should do it anyway just in case. I don't think she would handle the idea well of me having three teenage boys sleeping in my bedroom." I said.

I thought my mom got up at about seven or eight so I set an alarm on my cell phone for six in the morning. Then I turned off my computer knowing I wouldn't be able to write anymore. The boys got into their makeshift beds and I turned off the light. Then I turned on my lava lamp feeling uncomfortable in the dark for the first time in years.

I mean I had my three favorite characters in my bedroom! That in itself is just mindboggling. And you know how when you read a book and the main character is of the opposite sex? And you really like the character. You like his bravery, his quick thinking, you like how he's always thinking of his friends before himself. And you just love this character. Well, that's how I felt about these guys. Each of them. In a way I was in love with the three boys in my bedroom. Weird.

Now most girls will have fantasies about the guys in romance books like Edward Cullen. And those guys are awesome. They really are. But they aren't my type. I never wanted the boy who was devastatingly handsome and romantic. I didn't need Romeo. I don't know exactly how to describe the kind of guy I like. But these three were all in that category in their own way. I looked at the digital clock on my nightstand.

4: 23 a.m

I sighed. I'd be lucky to get even one hour of sleep. I wasn't the only one still awake.

"Having trouble sleeping?" Artemis assumed.

"You could say that." I answered. Silence.

"Are the others asleep?" I asked after a moment.

"Yes, traveling into the real world evidentially takes a lot out of you." He answered.

"Then why aren't you asleep?"

A short pause. Then he said. "I have a lot on my mind. I need to plan our next move. I need to figure out how to get back to my world. And to get them back to their world as well. It will not be easy. We might have to spend a few months here if not a few years. We will have to blend into the system."

I wasn't entirely surprised by this answer. It was classic Artemis Fowl. Exactly what I would expect him to be thinking.

"You never did tell me your name." Artemis said.

"Oh yeah. My name is Elizabeth. Elizabeth Delgado."

"Nice to meet you Elizabeth Delgado."

"Uh, nice to meet you too Artemis Fowl." I said.

An awkward silence. It was awkward for me at least. I don't know what Artemis was thinking. It was weird not being able to read his thoughts from a page. Not that Eoin Colfer ever let his readers completely in on what Artemis was thinking. I looked at the clock again.

4: 47

I needed to get some sleep. I snuggled under my blanket getting into a more comfortable position. I closed my eyes…

"Good night, Elizabeth." I think I heard Artemis say. But I was already asleep.

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