You know, someday this will explain something...at least I hope it will.

Let's start with the second chapter

The first light of the dawn went through the window of the Flynn-Fletcher brothers waking up the taller of them. The kid rubbed his eyes and saw the clock, he was just in time for his meeting. He took the batteries out of the clock so his room-mate wouldn't wake, then he jumped out of bed revealing that he had gone to sleep with his daily clothes. He stared at his brother's face for a while, reached for a suitcase and went out of the room, soon he was walking away of the backyard and taking a taxi to the airport.

Ferb saw the white shape from his future teacher as he made his way into the station. He got closer and saw a brown haired guy who noticed his presence as well.

-Who's this boy?-asked the man in a casual tone of voice

-Who knows?-answered the white dressed teen without concern

Ferb stared at her, she was uncomfortable now.

"Nick, this is the first time we came to Danvile?"

-Yes, yes it is

-How many days we stayed here?

-About one and a half maybe

-We are still in Danvile right?

-If my GPS and the sign of the airport are trustworthy that's right tiny person!

-Then I must have meet him yesterday...not much I can deduce out of that-She was watching the ceiling, then she turned to her companion-If that is an insult you may want to watch your back for the rest of the day, Nick.

Nick sweated a little until he remembered their dialogue with the british kid who watched them with an interrogating gaze.

-Well, this is something White may not have tell you when you met. She can't remember anything of her life, let me explain: she does something one day but she will forget what she did until someone tell her that she did it. Then she will remember the information a lot of time later. That's how her mind works, just words make their way through her brain-The last part made the teenager to get more irritated.

-White? That's a name? Anyhow my own is Ferb, I need to learn what an assassin can teach-The boy made his duty clear from the start, no waste of words in that but he kept his voice low so others wouldn't hear.

-In fact, it isn't a name, but when I met her she didn't remember her own name.

-Not that I care of course-Sang White as she started walking to the plane.

"All the planes are leaving in 15 minutes, due to last week alive giant action toy that destroyed most of our planes we want to warn again that there are only five planes for today to fly"

-Giant action toy? Who can make something so bizarre?-Asked Nick. Ferb raised his hand to point that he was the crazy genius, White realized that and stared at him thinking for a moment.

-If you want to learn, you'll have to pay. What about some gadgets for the lessons?

Ferb noded. They reached for the stairs of the plane and got in, the big iron bird reached for the sky with a metallic rusty shine.

At the same time, Ferb's step-brother, Phineas, was just waking up, he kept his eyes close. Something was wrong, that wasn't the same smell from all the mornings, that wasn't the same sunshine that got into his room every morning, in fact everything was different.

He slowly opened his eyes, he was scared and sad. How could it be? He was never scared and sad! He was Phineas Flynn! Then, after a really long time of reflection, he got up and stared at his brother's bed. He gulped, he shivered, his throat was blocked for a moment. His brother, the boy who always was besides him, the one who always helped, comforted and loved him wasn't there. He got out of the room, searched in the others, tried to find him in the backyard, around Danvile, in his friends houses, he was desperate...Then he fell to the floor out of the game, his best friend wasn't in Danvile, maybe he would never see him again...But that was not the thought that kept his mind busy, the words that kept him busy where the ones that had been thought again and again and again almost like a recording: Where's Ferb?