Lost Village.
I don't own Phineas and Ferb.
Chapter 1: Who is that?
Kayrin pov
My name is Kayrin, I'm ten years old, and I'm on the run. When I was a baby I was stolen from my mother and father and taken to a village. The people who stole me were scientists who wanted to test the phrase "It take a village to raise a child." it turned out the phrase was only part correct. The village will raise the child together, but only one of them will hold any love for the child. For me, that one was a young woman named May. She was like my mother and took good care of me. Two years after I arrived at the village, May died and the blame for her death was placed on my shoulders.
The villagers have been chasing me for eight years, and today I finally managed to shake them. I rested against a tree and sighed. I may be in unfamiliar settings, but that was a good thing. As long as I stayed here I was safe. After a short rest, I decided to look around. I made my way to a clearing and saw something rather out of place there.
Phineas pov
It has been five years since Daddy adopted us and thing had gone well since we moved to the woods. Ferb and I were still scared to leave the woods, but we had all the room we needed to build. We honestly thought that after five years nothing too crazy could happen. We were wrong of course.
It all started when Ferb and I were building jet shoes. We didn't know then, but we would never finish this project. I was making some final adjustments on my shoes when I heard a twig snap in the direction of some trees in front of us. I looked up and saw a small girl with long red hair, sapphire blue eyes, and ivory skin. She looked about our age and scared. I stood and Ferb looked from me then in the direction I was looking. He saw her as well. She backed away a bit then turned and ran away. "Wait!" we both called and ran after her.
Perry pov
I was watching the boys when they ran off. I ran after them and called them back. They came and told me about the girl they saw. We ran after her, but lost rack of her at a river. The tide was too strong to swim, and yet she was gone. I looked around, but couldn't find her. We turned to leave and heard a big splash. We turned and saw the girl struggling in the water. I ran to the bank and reach out to her "Grab hold!" I cried. She hesitated, but took my hand and the boys help me pull her out of the raging waters. She coughed roughly, but oddly noiselessly.
I sat her up and saw not only river water, but tears. I could practically feel the fear radiating around her. "Are you alright?" asked Phineas. She nodded, but didn't speak. Ferb asked her where she had been hiding and she pointed to a tree with a branch the dangled just over the river. She must have slipped and fallen into the river. "Come on, we better get you into some dry clothes and call our parents." then, for the first time, she spoke "Good luck with that." I turned "What does that mean?" I asked and she shook her head "It will be difficult to contact them if you don't know who they are. I won't be able to tell you because I don't know."