Disclaimer: Ugh! How many times do I need to REPEAT MYSELF? Wow, I just sounded like Mom. NOOOO!

A/N: Last chapter was about Perry. In this chapter, it's all about Ferb. :( Poor Ferb! *PS: This is set around the time of

Chapter 10.*

Warning: Violence, blood, and Ferb-whomp ahead. (Don't flame just because you forgot to read my warning here!)


Chapter 12

(Ferb's POV)

My captor knocked me down onto the floor and gave me a sinister grin. With a sudden burst of power, he kicked my shin then rolled me over onto my

stomach. He stepped onto my leg, causing me to hiss in pain. I could practially feel the smug look on the creep's face. "Ugh!" I felt an unbearable

pressure in my leg unlike anything I had ever felt. He stepped off, clearly satisfed with his work. He turned me around so I was once again on my back.

Thank God. At least it was less painful that way. "Alright. You ready?" he asked. "For what?" I replied. He winked at me nastily then dragged me into a

pool of blood. My own blood. He walked out and locked the door. "That's it?" I thought, "Could've been worse...even if this is disgusting." If I had been

paying attention, I would've seen a video camera attached to the ceiling at the far corner of the room, as well as the speaker that wasn't too far from it.

I heard a loud squealing sound from the PA. The disguised voice of my kidnapper filled the room, as my thin frame shook from the pain flowing

throughout my body. "As you may see, your step-brother isn't doing so well. Currently he has 2 cracked ribs, 4 broken ribs, a black eye, and a broken

leg. Unlike him, I feel great." I knew he was talking to Phineas. I forced myself to stay in control. "-If you can find him within the next two weeks, you

can bring him back to safety. If you can't-" Why is he doing this? Why was he bringing Phineas into this? He came back with a mask on and kicked me in

the stomach. I bit my lip to keep a groan from escaping. "Until next time. " he said facing the camera. He leaned over and turned the device off. He

removed the mask and gave me a sickeningly friendly smile. "Here." he handed me a glass of water. I looked at it suspiously then chugged it down. He

took the empty glass and walked out wordlessly. Realizing how tired I truly was, I closed my eyes, giving in to the desire for sleep, then I let the

darkness surround me as I drifted into blissful unconsiousness.


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