Chapter 1: Hiding in Portugal

Penelope was adamant that they couldn't do anything that day, but they could on the next day. December 13th, she left her children with the Flynn-Fletcher family and took Perry to ALPHA headquarters. They got in a ship and took off.

"So, do you have any idea where we're headed?" asked Perry.

"My plan is to ambush him in Madrid, Spain," said Penelope simply, while driving.

"You plan to ambush him while he has an army that is big enough that it was able to take over Britain in a day?"

"His army is holding the British back, they're still attacking. Those bloody murderers."

"Penelope, you haven't talked about your vision with me hardly at all... what aren't you telling me?"

She hesitated. "I told you everything. The Enigma takes over Europe, the creature runs after me in this giant mirrored maze, you come to save me, but you die trying."

"You're lying to me about something."

"Lying? Why would I lie?" she laughed nervously. "Now, look, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Every time we do, I see that monster again and I would rather not, okay?"

"All right, I'll drop it... why didn't we bring Phillip with us?"

"I don't exactly have a way to make the device portable. It would be a waste of time and it would be in vain if the Enigma kills him."

"...Wouldn't that be the same as killing himself?"

"I don't really know. I never looked into that part in the science... Here we are!" She landed the ship. "We'll stay here until dawn. Then, we will make our way to Madrid and corner the Enigma. It should only be him and the Silver Viper. If there are any more soldiers, I'd be surprised." She went to a cupboard in the ship. "Why don't we both write journals. It would be nice to remember this adventure of ours." She took out some equipment and set up a video camera for the purpose of a video diary. She also set out two small notebooks for written recordings that she wouldn't want to be said out loud. "All right, let's get started!"

Penelope

I hate lying to him. This is the second time I have lied to him. The first time was about what I did with Phillip, but most of that lie I thought to be truth because of memory loss. This time... I don't want to talk about it. After all this time, I finally have to choose. I finally have to do that which I cannot.

We are in a desert in Portugal. Spain is right next door, and I have put a cloaking mechanism in the ship, so we shouldn't be detected. I am scared to face the monster. There is nothing I nor Perry can do to stop future events from happening. I wish I never concocted the Yin-Yang serum. It was the worst mistake of my life. I am suffering and I made my little brother suffer, to the point of desperation. The only thing keeping me alive, the only thing that is more tantalizing than escaping this insanity, is my family. Perry, Rosalynn, and Max are keeping me alive. Their faces, their constant hope for a better tomorrow... it's a refreshing thing. They are the first people to make me feel peace in five and a half years.

I can't write anymore... if my thoughts remain trapped in my head and in my hand, I will start to become emotional. I may write more later... but not now.

I closed the journal and picked up the video camera. I turned it on and set everything up. It's recording. "Well, I think it is safe to say that things are better than last time... but they are also worse." I talked to the camera. Sometimes admitting what I was thinking was easier to do than write my faults. "I have a family, I have a hope for tomorrow. It is a sweet thing, to know that you have another day ahead of you. A day where there will be no more loneliness, no more fear. This... Yin-Yang serum... it has driven me to near insanity. I am finding it harder to control my evil counterpart, Epolenep, everyday. I have pondered... I have pondered committing suicide. I thought about it only to free my mind. I will say it again though, it is my family, and my family alone, that is keeping me alive. They are the only thing I have to live for."

I paused before continuing. "I will also take this time to revise my will. I, Penelope Rose Australis-Flynn, being of sound mind and body do make my last will and testament. In the event of my death, I bequeath everything I own to my husband, Perry Bartholomew Flynn. Should he die with me, then I bequeath everything I own to my children, Rosalynn Marie Flynn and Maxwell Austin Flynn. My property is to be divided between them equally. My brother Phillip is to be re-joined to the Enigma and made the new head of ALPHA. There is no one I trust more for the job. I don't know what Perry has in mind for a will, but if he has anything in mind that is contrary to my ideas, then his will should take precedence in all areas except one. Instead of being buried, I request to be placed inside of a glass coffin and my body preserved for a period of one year. After that, I can be cremated in the same way my ancestors were cremated." I gagged at this, the guilt nagging at me that I never cremated my parents nor Perry's parents. I had buried their bodies in a sloppy manner, something that made me feel guilty to this day. "I think that's it, everything else should be the same, with all the legal blah-blah-blah." I turned off the camera and went back to the cockpit.

"Hey, Perry," I greeted him.

"Hey, my turn now?" he asked.

"If you want to," I replied. He nodded and left. I took this time to get in one of the bunks in the ship and I curled up and tried to take a nap.

Perry

I didn't really want to write anything down or do a video journal, but I figured that it would be a good way of remembering this time with her. My memory was really good, but I had to take into account that it might not always be this good. I'm six years old, but I feel so much older some days. Some of it has to do with my job and the stress of it all. Some of it has to do with the stress of running a family. Some of it is just pain.

I took out the video camera. I took a breath. I don't really know if I want to do this... what if I really die? What if there is no point in making a memoir for myself when myself will no longer exist? I shook that thought away. This will get easier the more I do it, just like with everything I put my hands to, I thought to myself. "Well, I don't really know what to say. Um... the Enigma has taken over Britain and Penelope hopes to catch him before he takes Spain as well. We're in Portugal right now, just waiting him out, I guess." I scratched my head. "In case Penelope is right, and I do die, I want to say some things. I want a small funeral, with only my family there, but I will be cremated, as well as other things that follow with my Australian roots. Penelope will have everything better defined than I, so look to her for that. To my human family, thank you for everything you've done for me over the years and taking me in. To my human boys, keep dreaming, don't let anyone stop you, because you've got a talent that is unlike anyone else. To my children, should your mother make it, listen to her and take care of her, if she doesn't make it, please be strong. Choose the right things and remember everything we taught you, and know that your mother and I love you very much and we are very proud of you. To my boss, please make sure my family is well taken care of and that all their needs are met. To my nemesis, it has been an honor being your nemesis, and now that I have passed on, you need to move on. I don't have very much to leave, so far as property goes... but if I die, I leave my fedora to my wife. If she is not able to receive it, I ask that it be enclosed in a glass case so that I may be remembered... that my family will be remembered. That's it."

I was going to turn the camera off when I heard a sound overhead. "What the...?" I asked aloud. I turned off the camera and headed to the cockpit. Penelope was fiddling with the controls and I found that the ship was sinking into the ground and covering itself in a manner similar to a flounder on the ocean floor. She hushed me and I listened as the noise went on overhead. It sounded like planes.

"It would seem that the Enigma is in Portugal," she said, looking at her screen. Portugal was blue, like the rest of the countries (except Great Britain, which was all in red). In a matter of seconds though, the blue light on Portugal changed to red. "And now he owns Portugal." She ran her fingers through the fur on the top of her head and sighed deeply.

All of a sudden, her eyes blinked a glowing white color, but it was soon gone when she lurched back. She was breathing heavily, recovering from the minor attack and she swore under her breath. She then ran to the cargo hold of the small ship. "Pen? Honey, what did you see?" I asked, once I caught up to her. She didn't answer, instead, she took a crowbar from off of the wall and went over to a large crate marked "Fragile." She cracked it open and I saw the kids in there. There were Phineas, Ferb, Candace, Buford, Baljeet, Isabella, Rosalynn, and Max all in the crate together.

"Well, the plot thickens... and it is certainly not looking to be a good ending at all," said Penelope. She stood there with the crowbar in her hands, it looked like she was trying to decide what to do. "Well, we're too far from America and too close to the Enigma, so I am not turning around. I know you left your parents notes and I know you think you are going to be helping us, but all you've done with your appearance is complicate matters worse than they were before. I want you all to keep your heads down and do as Perry and I tell you to since Perry and I are now your authority, is that understood?" The kids nodded. "Good, because I would like to get you all home safe and not the other way." She twirled the crowbar in her hands a moment, then replaced it on the wall. I looked at the kids. Penelope wanted to get the mission done and she was doing the best she could, especially considering this unexpected intrusion.

"None of you had better get in the way. I don't know why you all thought it was a good idea to come here, but I agree with Penelope. You all only complicate matters. Get out of there and go up. I will follow you and we will discuss all of this later," I said.

So, what do you guys think about the character point of views? Should I do that from now on or should I stick with omniscient point of view like I've been doing? Let me know! Also, I got really lazy and I didn't want to do so many italics for this story, so now Penelope and Perry both have translators, which they will wear for most of the rest of the story. It will certainly be interesting to see what happens from here. Please keep reading and reviewing, thanks :)