She walked through the door and into a dimly-lit corridor. Her eyes had to adjust to the sudden darkness. The men each took one of her hands and Isabella had to stop herself recoiling in disgust. No one, and I mean no one, holds me like that except Phineas.

They walked straight through the corridor, which terminated in a solid wooden door. Somehow Isabella didn't want to know what was behind the door. But she had little choice, as the men were pushing her towards the door.

Then they opened it and she caught sight of someone with red hair, sitting on a swivel chair. His business suit somehow made him look more dangerous. He was flanked by two robots-the first of many Isabella would see tonight. There might have been more then two, as half the room was covered in shadow.

The robots were clunky, with arms that were actually laser blasters. They seemed to be entirely made of metal and looked surprisingly like the ones Isabella had seen in her dreams. In them, the robots were flying, but here they had angular, metallic feet.

The red-headed man dismissed them with a wave of his hand. The robots left, their footsteps surprisingly soft.

"Ah, here is the fair lady! I'm Hazelton, and I think you'll find this place very comfortable if you cooperate. Otherwise..." His voice sharpened like a laser.

"Where's Phineas?"Isabella asked, a definite edge in her voice.

"Phineas? You mean your Prince Charming? Don't worry, he's safe. In fact, he's...there!"

And he pointed a dramatic finger into the shadows. From the shadows stepped forth the captors, and their prize: Phineas and Ferb, hands and feet bound.

"Isabella?" Phineas asks, the horror in his voice evident.

"Alright, you lovebirds can catch up later. Right now, I need to know. Where is it?"

"Where's what?" chorused Phineas, Ferb and Isabella.

"I work for the second Doofenshmirtz. The rest, you should know, unless you've been hit by an Amnesia-inator or something."

"I'm sorry, I missed your last twenty words." Phineas said. "You kidnapped us and you won't even tell us what's going on?"he continued, outrage in his tone.

"Why are you people-" he began, but was cut short by a beeping from his cell phone. He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. His brows furrowed.

"Alright, I've got something to run off to. Robots!" he called, and his mechanical servants instantly came to him. "Take them and lock them up in the room just around the corner. Call Werner to be on sentry duty."

The robots led them to their prison. Halfway through, they were joined by Werner.

They headed out of the wooden door and made a right turn. They walked for about twenty paces and stopped. There, Werner fished in his pocket for a key. The robots undid their binds, but made it pretty clear that escape was suicidal.

He opened the door, pushed the three of them in, and locked the door. Then he went outside to guard them in the unlikely event of an escape.

As soon as they were locked in, Phineas turned to Ferb, and saw he was smiling. The last thing Phineas felt like doing.

"Did he leave the key in?" Ferb asked Phineas.

"Yeah, but-" Ferb took out a hairclip from his pocket. There was no need to explain; Phineas knew the rest of the plan immediately.

"But, how are we going to get past the sentry?"

"What we're going to do today is known as an L-shaped ambush. Phineas, you stand over there. Get ready to batter him. Isabella, you're gonna have to be quick, because he's got a gun, so...you'll have to be a distraction." Ferb added hurriedly,"He won't dare shoot any of us, he has orders to guard us, not kill us."

Although this hardly seemed to ease Isabella's worries, she did as she was told.

"The plan is very simple. You'll be the distraction," he was afraid to look at Isabella, "and he will approach you. Phineas will rush in from the side and batter him when he does that."

"Ready?"Ferb asked.

"I think so..."

Ferb jiggled the hairclip in the keyhole for awhile. The key fell out on the other side with a very audible ding!

Instantly Ferb rushed to Phineas' side.

The door opened. Their custodian didn't look too happy, saying, "What the hell do you think you're doing, disturbing my sleep..."

Isabella imitated a seizure. Her convulsive movements appeared to concern Werner, who approached her. "What the..." In a carefully planned operation it was the first mistake their captors made...

Both brothers were upon him in a flash. They wrestled him to the ground. Phineas landed a punch on his jaw.

But the man was strong, and he held them off to reach for his gun. He pulled it out of its holster and-

-Phineas landed another strong punch on his hand, and the gun fired into the floor. The sound was deafening.

Ferb got hold of the struggling man's weapon arm. He managed to force the gun away from Werner.

Now it was unarmed combat.

Phineas kept trying to land a knockout blow, while Ferb was doing his best to restrain Werner, which was no mean feat. Phineas' left arm teed up for the knockout punch-

Werner shifted suddenly to the side, causing Phineas to miss his punch and drive his fist into the floor instead.

The sudden shift also threw Ferb off, and suddenly Werner was free-

-but somehow, Phineas used his weaker right arm to send a powerful punch into Werner's face!

The big man staggered a little. It was all the invitation Ferb needed.

He landed a haymaker of a right fist square in Werner's face.

For one instant, it appeared to have no effect. Werner just stood where he was-

-and fell over. He was knocked out.

"Grab his gun!" Ferb yelled to Phineas.

Phineas picked up the gun. He didn't like the feel of the weapon in his hands. Not at all. After all, this thing's sole purpose was to destroy, whereas Phineas' was always to create...

The three ran out, Phineas leading the way. They were looking to escape unnoticed-

-but suddenly, a robot came in front of them.

Phineas reacted smartly and pulled the gun up. Blam! Blam! Blam!

Oh man, he thought, this thing kicks like a mule. He looked away for a moment, to check if Isabella and Ferb were okay-

"It brought friends!"Ferb cried out.

Two more robots approached them.

Phineas aimed at one, then the other. Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!

He had just finished off one robot and hit the other once, when-

Click!

Out of ammo.

"Oh man! This never happens in the movies!" Phineas exclaimed, ditching the gun.

Nevertheless, it was enough. The robot collapsed.

Whoa. What kind of a round passes through that metal-

"Quick, Phineas, in its back pocket, there should be a screwdriver-"

Phineas promptly found it.

"Pass it to me! I'm going to try and wrench the hand off-I want us to use the laser.'

"How do you know the laser's going to work when it's detached?

"I don't. Thing is, most units like this are self-contained, so..."

The hand came off. "Let's test it." Phineas said.

"Here? How conspicuous can we get?" Isabella asked.

"I don't think it matters." Phineas replied. "Let's test it." He pointed it towards a wall, for safety.

He and Ferb struggled to find the manual trigger. Normally the laser would be activated by the robot's command chip, but there was normally a manual trigger in case of malfunction. The problem was, they couldn't find it.

"Under the arm? Phineas proposed.

"Nothing."

This was getting maddening. Every second they were here, their chances of getting out whole and alive fell.

"There!" Ferb spotted the switch, cleverly concealed in a recess by a slat.

Ferb pulled back the slat and flicked the switched. Instantly a blast of green light shot out from the arm. It hit the wall and left a brownish burn mark on it.

"Great, now let's go!" Phineas said, clearly impatient to get moving,

He and Ferb led the way, lugging their 'borrowed' equipment.