A/N yay! first fanfic EVAR so it probably won't be too good -.- Anyways, try to enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Professor Layton. How sad.

Reversed Rescue

Chapter 1: Abducted

It was a Saturday when they disappeared. Flora had left Luke and the professor working on a particulary difficult puzzle while she went out grocery shopping. She went to the professor's study to ask if any of the two wanted her to get anything for them. She then set off.

Half an hour later, she arrived back, shopping bags in her arms. she set them down in the kitchen, and proceeded to climb the stairs.

"Professor? Luke? I'm ba-" Flora opened the door to the professor's study and stopped dead in her tracks. Neither the professor or Luke were inside. Instead, the room appeared to have been ransacked!

Flora quickly searched the rest of the rooms for any signs of the professor or Luke. she found nothing. She quickly returned to the study and examined the scene of the "crime".

The drawers had been emptied and appeared to be searched. There were no signs of footprints. However, she noticed that the window had been broken and shards of glass dotted the floor. "Well, at least I know how the abductor escaped. Though I'm pretty sure that there must have been at least 2 people involved in this to be able to drag the professor and Luke out to where ever they are..." She thought to herself. "Unless they were drugged!"

Then Flora frantically searched the room for hints of unknown substances. When she found nothing, she ruled that possibility out.

Then she noticed she forgot to check the professor's room, yet the door was left ajar. She carefully walked inside. Everything was clean except for a small scrap of paper left on the floor. Flora bent down to inspect it. She recognized Luke's messy writing instantly.

HELP! Don't call police! Paulo. special artifact. police can't kno-

The note ended. Tears welled up in Flora's eyes, and she fell to her knees. "No. It can't be. It's not possible. They can't be... No..." She burst into tears.

She wasn't sure how long she stayed there while she cried, but soon enough, she stopped. She grit her teeth and stood up. "Well" she said "I'll have to get ready." And with that, she marched to her room.

A/N: so, how was it? hopefully it was okay. Please review! critism and tips are valued!