Hello people of earth, men and women, boys and girls, dolphins of all ages! This is DasSchnabeltier here with our co-host, live on a video-screen from Danville Hospital, Phineas Flynn!

Phineas: You're not going to hurt me again are you?

Me: Cannot promise a thing! *Phineas groans* But our main topic here is the story at hand, Double-Crossed and Back Into the Fray has begun, Phineas, re-cap what happened in the previous story.

Phineas: Um there was a zombie invasion, the sixth dimension, violent machines, D-Ferb, portals, a lot of battle scenes, and Isabella and I are now together!

Me: Yup, that about covers most of it. However, things are livening up in the sixth dimension, which is where the story begins. Also, for secrecy reasons this chapter was not beta-read, all the rest will be beta-read by Geninkitty! *drags Geninkitty from off-screen*

Geninkitty: Hi..?

Phineas: NO WAIT!

Me: *Throws Geninkitty back off-screen, a door slamming, machine gun fire, a tiger roaring, splashing water, a bloodcurdling screen, laser-weapons, shattering glass, a sizzling sound, crackling electricity, roaring flames, wood being broken, a sickening crack, and several other indiscernible sounds are heard* Oh… snap… *runs off-stage*

Phineas: I tried to warn her….

*This is the sixth dimension, so the "D-"will not be shown. It has been three years since Over Complexity is a Wonderful Thing. THE SIXTH DIMENSION:

Ferb stood concerned on the president's balcony, watching the procession below with anxious eyes. Chief of Security Mark Chintar stood to his left, his eyes flitting nervously around the streets below as well. They were on the main road in Danville, which had become the capital since the events of the Dimensional War (The events in OCIAWT), and they were overseeing a political rally for a new party that had formed in the Sixth Dimension.

"I don't like the look of this," Ferb said, his German accent making his words almost unintelligible to Mark. Below the two, armed guards of the Neuer Auftrag Party marched through the city, their jack boots creating a disconcerting drumming while the soldiers goose-stepped in strict formation. Trucks sporting banners, men handing out solid red flags, the town held in the grip of the mesmerizing and yet terrifying procession, the entire thing disturbed Ferb, who back into the chancellery with his aide.

"Rumors are spreading they have the support of the military, or at least many of the generals. We know Lord Spielman of the courts is within their influence, and indeed many of the civilians seem at the very least intrigued with the party," Mark described to Ferb, who hushed him with a simple rising of the hand.

"I know, I know Mark. But I have not led this dimension through war to see it go to the dogs again! Everyone still remembers what my," he halted, contemplating, "..Brother.. Did to our dimension, and it won't happen again, it won't."

"How do you intend to stop it?" Mark inquired, following Ferb as he progressed into the halls of the marble building.

"I'll have to invite our goods friends from the first back, see what they think of it," Ferb decided, looking up a portrait displaying 1st dimension Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Irving, Baljeet, and Buford battling the mechanical creations of their own Phineas. He let out a slow sigh, eyes lowering back to the floor. "But for people so young to be involved in these matters, it's… just not right."

"They'd be fifteen by now sir," mark said, attempting to make the issue seem less immense.

"And they've probably got lives now, again, after what we put them through," Ferb replied. "Maybe only one of them, just to try to sort it out. Their dimension's Ferb seemed the sharpest, or at least reasonable, of them, had to be after what he went through here, he'd know more…" he trailed off, and began pacing.

"Yes sir, I do believe so. So, are you going to contact them then?" Mark asked, following the leader around in his pacing.

"Yes, but not now, it's late Mark, and going to their dimension will need energy. I'll leave in the morning, have my things ready for me, okay?" Ferb said, heading down the hall toward his room.

Mark clicked his heels, saluted and replied, "Yes sir!" then turned to go himself. On the opposite end of the hall, one of the chancellery's secret police held up a communicator and began talking with someone in a hushed voice, his eyes flitting nervously around the hall.

"We need to act know, m'Lord," were the only discernable words before the comminatory was closed, and the guard returned to his post. Ferb sat down on his bed, and took one final look outside at the rally before getting ready for sleep.

Phineas: *shivers* Man, getting dark with this one early, eh?

Me: Well, just need to get the ball rolling, and the sixth dimension's become a pretty integral part of your guys' life now.

Phineas: I blame you for that y'know!

Me: Oh sure, blame the author! Oh, and sorry for what happened to Geninkitty, I forgot to shut of the security system, no hard feelings? Haha. Please read and review, for the story is underway! Look for an update… sometime… I don't really know… try to make it soon!

Phineas: and for flamers, he'll turn the security system back on *narrows eyes menacingly*

Isabella (Off-Screen): Stop threatening the readers!