Everything was blurry and fuzzy, a dull throb hammered inside Perry's head and it felt like all his joints were rusted. He let out a weak groan and wondered what happened, all he seemed to recall was a burning hot feeling surrounding him, he remembered Doof''s scream of anger but everything else was dull and hazy. Letting out another moan, he tried to open his eyes more, his right eye seemed fine to use, but the other seemed to only see everything in a strange blue colour, Perry shook his head but it remained as it was.
Then he saw the dark shapes surrounding him, fuzzy and blurry, he was sure it wasn't his eyes, so he tried to move. Nothing happened. His body parts seemed to be held in place by some invisible rope, he couldn't move his arms, legs or even his finger tips. Growling in frustration he tugged harder but to no avail, then the shapes around his began to see his movement and turned to him, pairs of red glowing eyes could barely be seen through his strange prison.
A voice suddenly called out from beyond the shapes, faint at first, but it came closer, sounding angry, cold and yet so familiar. The shapes moved to one side to make way for the newcomer, and then another shape appeared before the prison, thinner and shorter, staring intently at Perry. The platypus shivered and although he could not see them, Perry could feel a gaze of hatred piercing his face. The figure then moved to one side and lifted what looked like a finger to a flat surface and a light appeared above Perry's head. Because his arms and hands would not move, Perry could not shield his face from the light, but he turned away, slamming his eyes shut against the sudden brightness. He stayed like that for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, trying to get used to the light.
"Ah, finally awake I see?" Perry's head rose up the prison walls and saw none other than Dr Heinz Doofenshmeritz standing above him, though he looked different, terribly different. Instead of his pharmacist coat and black trousers, he was clad in a long leather coat and long grey gloves. His right eye was gone too, that's what worried Perry, and in its place was a black eye patch, painted white to look like the scar ran through it. What had happened?
Perry's eyes narrowed, trying to not only recover his lost memories, but to send a message to Doof. Let me out before I tail-whack you face! But the Dr only smiled and circled the prison. Perry then realised that he was in some sort of test tube, now the lights were on inside, he could see all around him, he guessed it was only one-way glass.
The dark figures he had seen were robots, a lot similar to Doof's robot Norm, supposedly an evil creation, but completely hopeless. These ones were a little different however, instead of having legs; they hovered off the floor and seemed more metallic and dangerous than fancy and clumsy. Heinz had finally gone a step up.
Doof let out a little chuckle and Perry snarled in return, tugging on his bonds desperately, but all the Dr did was laugh and tap on the glass mockingly, a grin slapped across his face. Not a grin like the old Doofenshmirtz had, this one was twisted and crooked and Perry shuddered as his good eye gleamed with evil glee.
"There is no use trying to escape Perry the Platypus... There is no way you will be able to escape this one..." Doof's voice was the same, but anger was hinged to his words, they seemed full of rage and spite, it made Perry nervous.
Nether-the-less, the Platypus tugged harder, there was always a way out of Doof's traps, there was a realise button in the cage, something to throw at a button to be free, something to smash the glass with. He began to look around for something, anything, which would help him escape. But with him unable to move nothing but his head, it seemed impossible to do so, plus, there was glass separating his from the rest of the room, so all he could do was remain there, trapped like a mouse to a cat. He growled in frustration and glared at the Doc, whose smile remained on his face, satisfied with the fact his nemesis could not escape.
"You see Perry the platypus? No way out and even if you did, I don't think that you could get very far with the...current, state you are in,"
Current state? What is he talking about? Perry growled in confusion and impatience and watched as Doofenshmirtz waved a hand and barked an order to a robot. The robot did as it was asked and its chest opened up and pulled out its content, a mirror. Then it flew over to the prison with it clutched in its metallic hands and paused before the platypus, waiting for its next orders.
"Ah," Doofenshmirtz said "I suppose you want a better look at yourself, right?" He leant over to control panel and pressed a few buttons, then Perry found he was able to move again. He should have banged the glass to smash it, kicked or tried to escape, but the robot turned to mirror around and what Perry saw next made his blood turn cold.
He was no longer a platypus. It looked like that anyway, he no longer had his fur or his skin, his whole body was replaced with metal and machinery, his left hand and arm were metal and his head was covered with a thin, black sheet of metal. The only part of him which really stayed the same was a part of his tail, a foot and his right hand.
He stared at his regular hand for some time, too shocked and too scared to do anything, the robots and the Dr just observed as he stared. Then he flexed his fingers. But there was no feeling there, he couldn't even feel the warmth of his own blood, did he even have blood now? Or did he just run on oil?
He stared at his eyes, one was gone, just like Doof's, but this time, its replacement was a metallic lens, blue and glowing in the dully lit room, he reached up and touched it with a shaking hand. He heard Doof's growl and looked up to him tapping on his eye-patch.
"An eye for an eye, eh, Perry the platypus?" and he turned away slightly. Perry stared for a moment, then went back to his body and stared at his arms and hands.
He moved his metallic hand; the sound of machinery came from its movement, with a gulp of nervousness, Perry ran it along his hand and arm. There was nothing. No feeling or tingle came up his arm, any tickle or touch. He was aware of it being there, but it did not seem to register as...real.
Nothing.
Then there came the laughter. The horrible, mocking and heartless laughter of Dr Doofenshmirtz echoing around the building and making Perry's head shoot upwards. Then Perry felt something that he had hardly ever felt before...rage. A pure, dark and tearing rage that welled up inside him like a volcano ready to erupt, like a lion willing to pounce, it boiled and burned at his insides. So he smashed his fist onto the glass in a fir of fury. It didn't break, but the glass made a slight groaning sound.
Heinz laugher took him backwards and onto the panel, where he pressed another button as he fell, the bonds returned and, once again, Perry could not move. Tears of anger and sadness poured from his one good eye, the other glowed brightly. He no longer cared about escaping, what Doof had done to him was unforgivable, how could he? How could he? What would he do? What about the agency, what would they thing? His family...Phineas and Ferb, what would they think? What would happen?
I hate you... Perry's thoughts seemed to echo in the air, he did not expect his enemy to understand his words, but his growls and shouts would certainly get across. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!
He tugged and pulled on his invisible ropes screaming and growling curses at Doofenshmirtz, how he was going to get him and make him pay! Pay for what he's done! But it was no use, he could not break free, he didn't even have his hat. He gave one last effort to free himself, but when it failed, he hung his head, sobbing painfully.
The Dr gave one last little chuckle, then walked over to the tube and smiled down at the platypus "You took something from me Perry the platypus and so I took something from you in return..." Perry snarled, but was not able to meet Doof's gaze. "You should be thanking me really...You were in quite a state, if it was not for my technology and inventions you would have been dead by now..." Still he did not move "You may ask why I saved you in the first place, right? Well, I have something planned for you Perry the platypus, I tried it before but it didn't turn out so well..." He walked over to the panel once more and began to type. "I'm sure you remember one of my previous inventions? The turn-everything-evil-inator? Well, I've taken the same substance used in that and place it to your cell there..."
Perry looked up and for the first time saw smaller tubes attached to it, filled with a greenish type of gas and held his breath...
"Yes..." Doof grinned "I knew you would never join me of your own free will so after I'd...repaired you...I placed you in this cell, soon you'll be mine to command and there is nothing you can do to stop me!"
Perry's eyes were wide with fear...He had tried this before, but under another complete set of circumstances. Was this how it would end? To become evil and work for the very man he despised? As Doof typed Perry recalled his family, his friends, his work. Major monogram would fall if his best agent would turn evil, Carl would be forced to work for Doof...if the Tri State area was in the hands of Doof, he dreaded to think what would happen to his family...
The gas tubes opened and Perry could feel the warm air being pumped into the small space, he did nothing, because there was nothing to do. He had failed...
Phineas and Ferb would be heartbroken to find their friend and pet had gone and Candace's heart would break at seeing her brothers so sad...
Green began to surround him, Doof watched to see if his nemesis would do anything, but it seemed that the platypus had completely given in.
Phineas wouldn't give up, he never gave up, so Perry shouldn't, he couldn't...So he tried to move, to break free, he tugged with all his might and will, even as his vision began to cloud. He thought of Phineas, of Ferb and their friends of their amazing adventures and inventions...it gave him hope...
The gas flew upwards...
Then his arm moved, in realising this, tugged harder and his right hand and arm broke free of their bonds, then slowing, the rest of his body did too. So he did the only thing he could. He lunged at the glass, hammering weakly at it, barely even scratching the surface.
The gas flooded inside his mouth...
His hammering grew weaker, until only his good hand remained on the glass, he panting filled the chamber, he couldn't see anything through the green...his thoughts became twisted and jumbled.
Phineas...Ferb...
The gas closed in still.
Phin...eas...and Ferb...
Fading away...into darkness.
Ph...in...eas...F...erb...
His eyes closed and he drooped down the floor, his hand grinding against the glass.
I'm sorry.