Authors Note: This fic is back! :D I knew I could do it! Ok maybe I didn't but it doesn't matter now does it?

"W-Wait! What are you doing?"

I'm taking over once and for all.

Heinz tried to keep control of his mind but it was useless and there was no hope. Perry the Platypus was dead and Vanessa thought he was a sick monster. What did he have left to fight for? The tiny smidge of energy and hope he had left died and he ceased fighting. He was no longer in control and it didn't matter. All was lost.

With sudden power and strength he bent the bars of his cell and walked through the large space that was now between them. Doofenshmirtz began walking to the exit of the OWCA Containment Unit. He opened the large double doors and was met with two pairs of shocked eyes. Those eyes belonged to none other than Carl Karl, the intern of the Organization Without a Cool Acronym.

"Hey! You shouldn't be out here!"

The older male simply glared back at the red head. Carl felt his stomach do a flop when he gazed into the scientist's eyes, they were dark and soulless and very unnerving. He pulled out a walkie talkie and shakily talked into it.

"Uh sir, we have a situation…"

"What is it Carl?" Major Monogram's voice erupted from the small box "I'm in the middle of something! This better be important!"

"Doofenshmirtz- Hey!" The walkie talkie was wrenched out of his hand and smashed to pieces against the wall. The intern looked in Doof's direction, he was still all the way on the other side of the room. How did he do that?

Doofenshmirtz' hands started to give off this purple glow and Carl decided that he didn't want to find out how and he didn't want to end up like his walkie talkie so he went with the best option. He started to hightail it out of there as fast as he could, he looked back to see that the scientist wasn't following him and was just glaring after him. The intern kept running and didn't stop until he reached his boss's office.

Monogram was trying on a variety of different mustaches and with his other hand he held up a mirror. He was trying on the red one when Carl burst into his office.

"SIR!"

"Great Googly Moogly! Carl! You scared the living daylights out of me!" The major fumbled to put his regular mustache back on.

"I'm sorry sir but Doofenshmirtz-"

"You can't just go around barging into people's offices like that! You could give someone a heart attack that way!"

"Sir I know, I said I was sorry but we have a serious situation right now. Doofenshmirtz-"

"You know I'm old! I'm not ready to hand the agency down to you just yet! You're trying to make me kill over aren't you? Well nice try Carl! Maybe after this little stunt of yours I should leave the organization to Monty. We all know how much he wants it, maybe that'll teach you not to barge into someone's office like a-"

"SIR, DOOFENSHMIRTZ ESCAPED FROM HIS CELL!" Carl yelled and instantly cupped his hand over his mouth. He was surely going to get it for yelling at the major like that.

"Cheese and crackers! Why didn't you say so?"

The intern narrowed his eyes and muttered "I guess it just slipped my mind."

"Where was he the last time you saw him?"

"In front of the entrance to the containment unit, he didn't move from that spot."

"Well that's easy; I'll just send Agent D to lock him back up, his cubicle is right next to there." The major started to dial on the phone on his desk while Carl continued speaking.

"He didn't even move when I ran, he just glared at me. I don't get it; he used to be a great guy. He was barely evil and then all of a sudden he turns into a creepy dangerous psychopath. I heard what he said to Vanessa, it was a clear confession! He described in great detail what he did to Agent P to his own daughter, what kind of a person would do that? Something must have happened to have made him this way, I mean he can't just be inexplicably acting this way. Right?" The red head turned to his boss to find that like many other times, Major Monogram wasn't listening to him and was instead listening to the music while on hold and humming along to the tune of 'Gitchee Gitchee Goo'.

"I just realized something." The major pulled the phone away from his ear "There has to be a reason that Doofenshmirtz is acting this way, I mean he can't just be acting like this for nothing."

"That's what I just said-"

"Quiet Carl! I'm off hold! Yes Hello Agent D?" He got a bark as a response "Ah good, I was beginning to think that we weren't going to get in touch with you. Do you think you could-"

There was a loud crash and Agent D barked frantically from the other end before the line cut off. More crashes and frantic animal sounds were heard throughout the agency. Carl didn't waste a second and ran out of Monogram's office to see what all the commotion was. Monogram followed him, dropping the phone so that it hung over the edge of the desk from the cord.

When they got out there, everything was in mass hysteria. Agents were running and desks and cubicles were being thrown and flipped over. Papers were everywhere, flying in the air and many paper cups were scattered on the floor. A computer barely missed Carl's head by inches. Among it, Terry the Turtle was leading Pinky the Chihuahua through it all. The intern stopped them.

"Agent T! What's going on?"

The turtle pointed behind them at the incoming desk being hurled through the air. They all ducked and looked in the direction of the scientist that threw it. Doofenshmirtz stood in the doorway shooting out purple forces of energy from his hands and continuing to downright trash the place.

Terry gestured that they were going to continue running now and Carl nodded. The two agents continued to run in panic.

"Sir, we need to get out of here! Doofenshmirtz is destroying the agency!" The intern turned to his boss to see that he wasn't paying attention yet again, Carl was outraged. "Sir!"

"Hold on a second Carl! I'm finishing my will!" Major Monogram slowly wrote on the paper document "You want to run the agency after I die don't you?"

"There isn't going to BE an agency for me to run if it's destroyed! We need to stop him somehow! Sir, are you even listening to me?"

"How do you spell Carl?"

Carl threw his hands up in frustration. "Forget it!" The intern ran back into the major's office and began dialing determinedly. He knew exactly who to call and it wasn't Ghostbusters.

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To Be Continued…

A/N: Finally got this done! What do you think? Likes it? Who's Carl calling? Can you guess? :3

NattyMc is out, PEACE!