Prologue

You sit at a small desk; it's worn out and has different people's initials carved into it. It's one of those desk that remind you of a classroom. Only it would be one of those desk that are placed in the back of the room where the trouble makers sit. But this isn't a classroom...you're not a troublemaker-a mischief maker sure but NOT a troublemaker. The room isn't brightly lit. A dim lightbulb hangs above you that flickers in and out. When you were first placed in the room the annoying bulb had begun to drive you insane. In order to keep you sanity in tack you tried to fix it. But the guard outside the door had heard you messing with and came into chain you to the desk. Leaving you with your fading sanity. Damn their impressive hearing.

Back to the matter at hand. You're no longer sure how long you've been sitting there. This is the longest these bastards have made you wait. You do however know that Jonathan is coming for his "Bby GRL" or so it says on the classroom desk. You let out a snort loud enough that you know it catches the attention of the, now three guards outside the door. Though they continue with the quiet conversation, ignoring you more once they realize you're still chained to the desk. Looking back at Jonathan's message to his "Bby GRL", you wonder if he made it her. You hope he did, and a part of you thinks he was able to break out of this hellhole. Your brain tells you he didn't. Logic tell you he didn't. No one is capable enough to get out of here by themselves.

Jeez even your own sister needed help getting out of here. And the only way you and your brother were able to get in the first time was only because that demon who runs this place underestimated your squad and you. He learned fast though and upgraded this entire place head to toe, around and back. Hell he even went as far to have cameras and Guards surrounding the place a 100 feet OFF the property. It was your turn to be the one to underestimate the other. You'd kick yourself because of your ignorance but the monsters here do that enough. Sometimes when they're beating you wish they'd just kill you, you of course always push that thought out of your head. Your Brother and Sister are coming for you. They're just trying to find a way to get to you without it being too reckless and dangerous. Logic tell you that they've except you to be as good as dead. Some nights you begin to believe so.

Getting bored and just tad annoyed, you begin to tap your shoes against the floor and tap your hands against the desk. Music always did help you calm down. The guards for once don't seem to be annoyed. Though they are no longer talking. Their standing straight meaning that the king of all DICK-tators is coming.. HAHA! See what I did there- and you're talking to yourself. You realize that maybe your sanity is already long gone. You giggle at that, sending that erie giggle to spread throughout the room and surrounding hallways. You can't help but smile when you see one of the guards shiver. A smile that would let people question your sanity but you can't seem to care.

So you allow that smile to grow bigger, until finally it it feels like it'll rip in half. You think it actually must have ripped in half once you start laughing like a maniac. Sadly though your happiness is cut short once again once you hear that same bone chilling voice of the Dictator.

"Well, well, well aren't WE all giggles today?"

If it hadn't been because of all the pain this bastard has put you through you'd laugh at his silly thick accent. But you know what he can do, so instead of laughing you sit up straight and ignore his comment, while wishing your sister was here to hold you. Or to be able to at least crawl in a corner.

"Not chatty today our we? That's a shame since today's little meet and greet is much shorter. I'd say you'll even forget about it."

You raise an eyebrow when you notice the man giggle at his own little joke. Your eyes dart to his side when you notice he has a case with him. It locked with a five digit combo. This is the first time he's ever brung something locked up. Now you're a little curious. Still terrified though as he turns his back away from you kneeling down to open the case.

"I see you've noticed my little surprise! It's more of a gift to be honest."

"A GIFT?"

"First a few questions. How old are you Kid?"

"I'm-I'm Ten." You answer honestly.

"AH! The big one zero!" He replies with semi-realist interest.

"How long have you been here? I know you've been counting. Everyone does...at first at least." The madman lets out a laugh.

"I've been here for 122 days, since the beginning of June." You're not sure where he's going with this.

"WOW. 122 days. Congrats kid you do deserve this gift. You're the longest someone's lasted here! Now just one more question…" He stands up but does not turn to face you.

"What's your name?" He know our name which is what confuses you, but you answer anyway to amuse him. Raising your head up high, you proudly state your name without a hint of fear or doubt.

"My name? My name is Phineas Flynn."

Still holding your head high even as he turns to face you, you don't flinch when he raises an odd looking gun at your head. You accept and are ready for whatever is about to happen.

"Not anymore kid." A blast of bright red light shoots towards you hitting you with enough force to push you and the desk you're still chained to to the other side of the room. You feel both you wrist shatter as there bent in odd angle. But you pay attention to that. When you had been hit you felt something picking at your brain. You want to scream when the picking becomes stabbing but it seems you've forgotten how. Instead you allow yourself to be dragged into unwelcoming darkness. You can't help but whisper one last thing.

"name?"

Authors Note:

So like this is my first story, I posted it like two-three months ago but after writing like chapter 2 I got nervous and just took the story own completely. I'm going to try my hardest to finish this though ,since I have always wanted to write a fan fiction in the PnF fandom.

Iwastoobusyreadingfanfictionsthough.

Like I said this is my first time writing a fanfic, so there will be errors, and inconsistent updating and such. I will try my best to finish this story.

Also quick note, this story is set in the 2nd Dimension. Its a what if story really.

~Aquino