Ramin Abdullayev POV:

We landed to a secret place inside Tibet, China, and we were lucky, because the help from my new friend: Dr. Doof. Stupid Communist Party of China. After we landed, our Mujahideens welcomed us. In my hand at that moment, we had 99 hostages: 34 Chinese, mostly Han, Uyghur, Tibetan; 2 Yemeni Arab, 4 Qatari Arab, 5 Egyptian Arab, 1 Jordani Arab; 12 Pakistani; 2 Thai; 1 Malaysian; 9 Russian; 12 American; 1 Israeli; 6 Turkish; 5 Canadian; 1 Vietnamese; 1 Indonesian; 3 Indian and 1 Finnish. With the raven-haired girl, the American hostages had become 13. Too 100. I liked it. The reason I kidnapped her? Well, when I visited my friend named Dr. Doof few days ago, I'd shown him the symbol of jihad, mujahideen, terrorism, evil, but she and her little friend (her friend wore glasses, small, brunette) found that I was a jihadist. That was why. The girl named Isabella shouted:

"How dare you…?"

"Shut up, little girl. I don't want to explain why, but… this is a part of my jihad plan. Now, begin the second."

"What do you mean about second?"

"Oh, that's right. You and people in here shall see that."

I laughed. They knew they could not do anything except wait the death. If they wanted to escape, they would think again. I and my men were in Ngari Prefecture. Too bad.

Isabella Garcia-Shapiro POV:

That guy looked like a Chechen Muslim man. I worried for my mother, because that Chechen guy shot her, and would never stop. I didn't know what he want, but I needed to get out. This dungeon. But when I was trying, a women, looked like Vietnamese, said in scary: "Cháu… sẽ… không… thể… thoát… khô-nnngg…." But… I didn't understand or speak Vietnamese. Luckily, her friend, a Finnish man, could speak English, told me:

"She said you cannot get out this dungeon. If you are here, you will death like Stalin's era."

"How did you know? Did you ever try?" – I questioned back. But I still saw they scary face in 99 hostages, so they thought I was failed. But who was I? I was the leader of Fireside Girls 46231, and I will never give up. I continued…

Phineas Flynn POV:

I and my brother had created a machine. But if you thought that was huge, you might think again. My machine was small, but enough seat for 8-9 people. I represented:

"Behold the GPS Asteroid! Ferb?"

Ferb helped me continuing: "This is simple. You can use the picture of you and your friend, give them and scan to the computer, the computer will analyze and begin to find." After that, Baljeet said: "So what are we waiting for? Let's go!" But I stopped: "Baljeet, you forgot the asteroid can take enoughe seat for 8-9? Sorry Baljeet, but you can contact to me by use a mission control with Irving." Baljeet was disappointed, but that was late now. I, my brother and Fireside Girls would go to rescue.

Heinz Doofenshmirtz POV:

I was working in my house, suddenly Perry the Platypus and Major Monogram appeared. I asked shockly:

"What are you doing here, Perry the Platypus and… Major Monogram? I have nothing to do."

"You, Dr. Doof, what happen yesterday?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You should watch TV, and you will find out why we were here?"

Actually, I didn't understand what did they want. I decided to turn TV, and I shocked: TV was reporting the kidnapp. I realized that, so I asked by daughter:

"Vanessa, did you remember I played to someone yesterday?"

My daughter answered: "Dad, you didn't remember few days ago? A friend?" Suddenly, I remembered: Few days ago, a Chechen guy, followed Sunni Islam, went to my house. He and I had known since 2 years ago. He and his men showed the symbol of Islam, Holy war, Mujahideen,… but I didn't know why he felt scary until I recognized… 2 Fireside Girls. But when I was trying, Perry came to my computer, and contacted to Facebook, saw… him. He surprised too.

"Oh my God, he is Chechen Russian guy, your new brother?" – asked me. Monogram made me unhappy. But when I tried to run away, he said: "You can't run away. If you ran, you would never be freed. You should go with me and find out the Chechen guy and Isabella." And I told: "Wait for me. I'll answer…"

30 minutes later…

I returned back, but this time, my daughter decided to go, I shouted:

"Okay I'm go! Alright? I will find him and her."

I did not want my daughter go, but if she decided, I must go too. I worried for her. Then, Perry drove (or maybe flew away). I sat down with Vanessa, Monogram and Perry, and thought about the first place: Qatar, Oman, United Arab Emirates, Bahrain,… or Saudi Arabia. We began…