Hello everyone, Horror here with another new story asked by KiaraXKionFan. This is rated for multiple reasons and my advisors, like always, want me to list the reasons…be warned. Language, lemons, character bashing, assault, blood, rape, mental breakdowns, signs of PTSD, suicidal thoughts/actions, attempted murder—possibly—, bondage. Remember this is a fanfiction and nothing is to be taken seriously here. More than half the reasons for the rating are no laughing matter, yes, and if handled poorly can be very insulting to everyone. I will put a warning in each chapter if there is something that will be offensive in them. Please take this story with…a handful of salt and enjoy the first chapter. And Star's Keyblade, if you read my Phineas and Ferb stories, I'm sorry I am taking forever on your request, I am trying though.

15-year-old Phineas Flynn looked out the window in his and his stepbrother's, Ferb, room with a bored expression crossing his face while Ferb laid on his bed, silently reading a book. Looking down to the street below, he saw the door to the Garcia-Shapiro house open and saw Isabella walking out of the house, a large bag tucked safely under her arm before she looked around with slightly narrowed eyes as Isabella closed the door behind her and began walking down the drive. He saw the Mexican teen trip, dropping the bag and noticed a whip fall out of the bag and onto the lawn.

He quietly hummed to himself as he watched Isabella pick herself and quickly pick the whip up and tossed it back into the bag and picked the bag up before tucking it under her arm again. She took her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number before holding the phone up to her ear and began pacing outside of the house. Phineas' eyes followed Isabella as she continued to pace the lawn as she talked on her phone.

Seeing her end the call and shove the phone back into her pocket, Phineas watched as Isabella turned and walked down the street in a hurry, "Heh…Ferb," the green-haired English teen looked up from his book in confusion, "I'm…going to go for a run, if mom and dad get back before me, let them know I just went for a walk,"

"Why not just call them," Phineas looked down in confusion, "If you're worried you'll be out after mother and father return, why not just call them and-"

"Because I don't know how long I'm going to be, and I can't call them and say I'm going to be out when they get home, only to turn out I am home and…just tell them I went for a walk if I'm not home," before Ferb could respond, Phineas turned and raced out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Ferb sighed and shook his head before burying his nose in the book once again, "If you say so…best of luck,"

Phineas walked down the street with narrowed eyes as he looked around, "Where in the hell did Isabella go and what was in that bag and why did she have a whip?" he stopped and sighed as he shook his head, "Why am I worried?" taking a deep breath, he continued to walk down the street.

Isabella approached the Fireside Girls lodge and spotted Gretchen, Ginger, Holly, Milly and Adyson standing outside. A small smirk crossed her lips as she walked up to five of her troop members, "Is everything all set?"

"You know it, chief," Gretchen answered her troop leader. Isabella smirked as Gretchen opened the door to the clubhouse and the six of them stepped inside.

Phineas raced down the street and growled under his breath, "Damn…where did she go? Is…did she go to the Fireside Girls lodge?" stopping, he took a deep breath and frowned, "I just want to make sure she and the others are okay," he turned and began running in the direction of the Fireside Girls lodge.

First chapter is short, but this is just the setup. Like I said in the opening AN, it's rated for multiple reasons and no, they are no laughing manners, so don't make light of any situation that is to come in this story.

Please enjoy the first chapter and please let me know what everyone thinks.