I'm back! After a long hiatus, I am finally writing again! This story will be more of a suspense story than anything. So, if you don't like suspense stories, try reading something else. Without further ado, Loss and Lament!

Prologue

Isabella's POV-

"Ferb, where are you?" I couldn't stop shouting. As Phineas and I ran through the pounding rain, I kept shouting Ferb's name. If I didn't find him fast, I would never forgive myself. And I would never forgive Phineas. He didn't cause Ferb's disappearance, and he never caused anything bad. It was his future I would never forgive.

"Ferb, if you can hear me, answer!" I needed to find him fast. Now, if possible. I ran through the battered city, drenched in rain, sorrow, anger, and fear. Phineas was yelling. I couldn't hear him, but it sounded like he was saying things like, "Stop," and "Watch out."

I was careless. For once in my life, I could care less about him. I only cared about where Ferb was. Nothing was more important to me than finding him.

Suddenly, I saw something in the distance. I could barely see through the rain and darkness, so I tried to ignore it. Suddenly, it pulled out something that I couldn't make out.

That's all I remembered before waking up. ~~~

I was in a dark, cold room, barely lit up by a light bulb hanging from the ceiling. I felt a mild pain in my upper hip. I looked down to see a blood stain patched up by cloth. Suddenly, a man in a lab coat walked into the small room.

"How are you feeling?" he asked in a German-sounding voice. I was confused about everything, so I didn't answer him, for I was more concerned about where I was and what happened to put me there.

"Where am I?" I asked. "What's going on?"

"A spy attacked you," he answered. "You were shot."

Now I understood what happened, but not where I was.

"Okay, but where am I?" I asked again.

"Your location," the man said, "is not important, but what is important is what you were doing." I tried to remember what happened before I was shot.

"My friend went missing a few weeks ago," I began, "and his brother and I were looking for him. We ended up going across country into a ghost town. We were searching in drenching rain trying to find him, but we didn't have any luck. Then, apparently, I was shot and went unconscious."

"Who is your missing friend?" the man in the lab coat asked.

"Ferb Fletcher," I answered. "His brother is Phineas Flynn." The man looked surprised at my answer.

"But that's impossible! He can't have been gone a few weeks!" he said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because the Fletcher boy has been gone for months!"

I told you that this story is suspenseful! Where is Isabella? What happened to Ferb? What on Earth is going on? Find out in the next and first chapter of Loss and Lament!