Jeremy's pov
"Is everyone okay?" Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher asked when we went over a massive bump. I nodded and groaned. The handcuffs cut into my flesh like wrap-around knives. I looked up at the dark black ceiling and at the dark black walls of the truck. I looked at where I thought Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher would be.
"What's going on?" I asked nervously. This was all really weird, like a spy movie or something Phineas and Ferb built gone wrong. Really, really wrong.
"I'm sorry you two got mixed up in this. I never meant for this to happen." Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher sighed.
"Darling, what is happening?" Mr. Flynn-Fletcher asked. We waited for her response.
"It all started the day of the fire. My first husband and I had 5 children. Ethan, the oldest, Candace and Bruce, who was adopted, were both two years younger. Then Phineas and Arianna, or Aria, the twins. I wasn't aware of the fact that his family belonged to a sort-of human based species called the Shadows. Shadows had extraordinary super-human abilities. Three of my four birth children had inherited these abilities. Candace has the ability to shoot lasers from her eyes, and also has x-ray vision. Phineas has telekinesis, and Aria had teleportation. My husband, Carter, was obsessed with finding an Ember, or a Shadow who has an exceptionally greater amount of power than any other. Apparently they only appeared every couple centuries. He was convinced it was one of our children. He thought it was Aria, but then a suspicious fire in our house killed her, and Embers, I guess are basically immortal. After that he wanted to experiment on our children, but I wouldn't let him. After I figured out he was abusing Phineas behind my back, I left, but he had embedded a tracking device in Candace and Phineas so if they ever used their powers, he could find them. I hoped they never would. I was wrong." She sighed and we spent the remainder of the ride in silence. I wondered why Candace had never told me. Did she think it would change how I felt about her? I hoped she trusted me more than that. When the truck stopped two men in black opened the doors. A man with red hair and a pointy-ish nose smirked at us.
"Hello Linda." He said in a cold tone.
"Hello Carter." Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher said in an equally cold tone. I gasped. The man who had been shooting at Ferb, Isabella, and Candace was Phineas and Candace's birth dad!
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