Authors Note: Right now this story is my top priority to finish before school starts in 2 weeks. Noooooooooooooooooo!

***READ: So today I went to a friend's party right? And while my fam was driving we were stopped by a guy in safety goggles and a LAB COAT. And if that wasn't weird enough, he had a German type accent and was trying to get to this place with a German name. When my aunt said he looked like a scientist I laughed and put my headphones back in, but then I was like "Wait a minute…scientist…evil scientist." I ripped my headphones out and I ripped off my seatbelt to turn around and I watched my aunt give the guy directions outside the car. I went into this protective state and I watched the guy cautiously, I also held my little cousins hand (remember the baby that was born a few months ago?) from his car seat. I wished I had brought my fedora with me (its gray). ALSO! At the party they had bratwurst. I was like okay, this has to be just a coincidence. So I tried it in honor of Doof and it didn't really have a taste. It was kind of bland so I was like okaaaaay. AND THEN! Someone mistook my baby cousins name for IRVING and I was like O_O

I'm not crazy right? Please tell me! I mean I'm not sane to begin with anyways but…its still freaking me out.

Carl's POV.

"Doofenshmirtz…" Major Monogram glared "You are under arrest for the murder of Agent P."

"Why? Why'd you do it?" I cried but like always I was ignored, merely a background character used for comedic effect every so often. I was the one who covered Agent P's body with a sheet, no one else thought to. Not even the major. Sometimes I feel as though I'm the only human with compassion in this agency and with only a few human workers, I don't know how that justifies it. I cared about all the agents but Agent P always held a special space in my heart, we were friends and he always thought of me as equal status and not as a lowly unpaid worker. I don't get much respect…from anyone so getting some from a top rank agent means a lot. I just couldn't believe he was gone now, the only one who ever really paid attention to me.

I watched as they led Doofenshmirtz away and out of the apartment. His head was hung sadly and he didn't struggle one bit, almost like he was mourning but if you just killed someone that was supposed to be your sworn enemy for years now; wouldn't you be celebrating? In the rare cases like these where a scientist actually kills an agent, I was always the one to wrap the small body in a sheet and take it back to the agency. Before I picked the body up and the villain was being arrested, they'd be proud and gloating. Some had even done a victory dance. So why wasn't Doofenshmirtz doing any of that? He didn't look proud or happy, he looked sad and full of loss. There are some extremely rare cases where something like this would be an accident, but how do you accidentally stab someone nine times? The knife was in his hand too before he had woken up, and another thing. Why was he unconscious? I'm pretty sure you don't just faint after killing someone unless your squeamish and there was blood surrounding the body. I also took into account the blood on the far wall and the abandoned bloody baseball bat. Being squeamish definitely wasn't the case if he had beaten him and then stabbed him. How could this have been a misunderstanding if all the evidence blatantly points to the murder? I knew Doofenshmirtz and I knew about their relationship. They were fond of each other and would never take fighting to such an extreme level and it would never be something as serious as to the death. I watched the video footage enough to know these things and it looked like I needed to do some research. A rustling noise dug me out of the hole that was my thoughts and I looked down. My eyes went wide, the little white lump under the sheet was moving! I pulled the sheet off and was met by two heavy lidded brown eyes. Agent P was alive!

"Agent P your alive!" I was happy and relieved but he needed some type of medical attention right now.

The agent chattered at me and tried to sit up but I stopped him. I wrapped him in the white sheet that was quickly getting stained red with blood and lifted him off the ground. "You're going to be alright Agent P; you just need some serious medical attention." I rushed out of the apartment carrying the little white bundle. Agent P was already unconscious and from the looks of it, he wasn't going to remember these few moments of me rushing to get him help but that was okay. I never got any credit for the extra things I did on the job. Major Monogram was going to be angry at me for not staying and dusting for finger prints but it was pointless anyways to do so. Something strange was going on here and I was the perfect intern for the job of finding out what it was, but it had to wait. As I said before, Agent P needed medical attention.

Agent P was going to be fine but also relocated. The major feared that something like this would happen again but I knew that the agency couldn't afford any more lawsuits….or hospital bills. Agent P started explaining to Monogram what had actually been happening. After the major was done reading the paper he explained that that was ridiculous, I read the paper and vouched for Agent P. I believed it was completely possible what with the world we live in today. I mean when you live in a world where scientists make amazing and fully functioning inventions that can do just about anything and animals know karate, and where 10 year old boys can build a rollercoaster in less than an hour, you've seen it all and will believe in the impossible. A judge came in to make a case but Agent P refused to press charges against Doofenshmirtz, he tried to bring up what he was trying to explain earlier but the major decided he wouldn't listen and he'd just try to make the agent reconsider. Monogram didn't plead, he only threatened but Agent P still refused. I had to give the little guy props, he stood up for himself which is more than I could ever do.

After spending the night with Agent P at the hospital by myself (The major made me carry him all the way there on the other side of town) and getting scolded for not dusting for finger prints by the major and him punishing me by making me fill out the arrest forms (although I knew he was going to make me do that anyway), I made my way to the room where all the camera feeds were held. It was a small room with about fifty small monitors and one larger one in the middle of them all. I slid the door shut behind me and sat in the chair. It was dark and the screens dimly lit the small space. Sometimes I'd come in here to think or watch the video feeds for my own purposes. These cameras were set up everywhere and could tap into any camera feed in the Tri State Area. The cameras also hooked up to a satellite in space which you could use to view just about anywhere. There were cameras hidden in just about every scientist's apartment. I typed in a command and the larger screen showed the outside of Doofenshmirtz bedroom door earlier today.

Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc: July 24th, 2012. 6:43 AM- the screen read in the bottom left corner.

The scientist ran out of his bedroom and straight to the lab, briefly stopping in the kitchen to get a piece of toast with butter hastily spread on it. The knife was forgotten and left on the kitchen counter.

I identified the knife as one of the murder weapons, second to the wooden bat. I continued watching the screen at the edge of my seat.

The camera switched over to the one in the lab and Doofenshmirtz rapidly started building something. I couldn't watch this all day so I fast forwarded it a bit.

July 24th, 2012. 8:03 AM.

The machine was done and it was small resembling a hand held type of inator. It had a wide glass tube on the top, almost like it would hold something. Doofenshmirtz pointed the gun at his head and I gasped, was this some type of suicide machine? That wouldn't make any sense in the least so I quickly tossed away the thought. Maybe it was a machine to turn the user inexplicably evil like one did with me once. The scientist fired the ray and a black and purple energy started to drain from his head, it extracted from him and into the small glass chamber. After it was done, Doofenshmirtz wobbled a bit and clutched his head. Then this ear piercing unholy scream screeched through the speakers. Heinz covered his ears in the video and I did too in the present, I also shut down the volume for fear of someone hearing and me being caught in here. The camera screen cracked but I could still see a picture. The inator started to levitate and shake; Doofenshmirtz stepped back and stared nervously. I just kept watching from my seat, I threatened to fall off of it if I didn't sit back. I was both intrigued and bewildered at what was happening.

The machine burst and exploded; pieces of metal and screws flew every which way. The scientist shielded his face from the stray parts and when he uncovered them he stared in horror at the thing standing in front of him. My eyes widened as well, it stood 6 feet and 2 inches. It was an exact replica of Doofenshmirtz, only different…

It had the same clothes and facial features but the eyes…they were dark and soulless as opposed to his normal turquoise soft ones. It made his normal eyes look like diamonds in comparison. It started speaking but I couldn't hear it. I remembered that I turned the volume off but when I tried to turn it back on it wouldn't work. The speakers had blown out, most likely from that horrible screech. I watched as they argued and it started to heat up after a while. Doofenshmirtz got too close and the thing forced him backwards into the wall. It said something else and smirked evilly, and then it continued slamming him against the wall actually touching him this time. Where the replica grabbed his lab coat, there were burn marks left there. So that explained why his lab coat was a little scorched when we got there. The thing then turned into a black shadow, it twirled into a whirlpool of sorts and then launched into the doctor's head. He clutched his head in pain and struggled to his feet, looking here and there like he was confused. Then his confused expression changed to an evil and vial one. He turned and glared directly at the camera, it was as if he were glaring straight at me. My eyes were glued to the screen and I couldn't look away from his gaze, my head started to pound. He glared at it harder and the screen started to crack more until it all went black. I don't mean that the camera went black either. The screen I was looking at just showed this fizzy and static station but I actually blacked out.

I woke up the next morning in a daze. I sat up from the floor and looked at the screens in front of me and I looked up at the chair. The smaller screens showed agents on missions and in their cubicles and there was even one of the major's office. The large one in the middle showed gray and static. Why was I in the security feed unit? The events of yesterday and last night came rushing back to me, from intercepting Agent P's SOS signal to Agent P being alive and to the replica of Doofenshmirtz glaring into my soul. I sort of knew what was happening but I needed to find out more. My job as an intern could wait, and oddly…it's beginning to seem less important to me.

I managed to sneak to the Containment Unit with ease, the major was nowhere in sight and I told Agent T to cover for me if I was needed. I was going to confront Doofenshmirtz and hear his side of the story, at least that was my plan until Terry ran up and shoved me to the side and out of sight.

"What was that for?" I glared from behind the security desk and the turtle shushed me.

I heard two pairs of footsteps, one of them I recognized as my boss's (Something I've learned while here and have come in handy way too many times than it should have) and someone else's. They were louder and I could hear the sound of a heel hitting the ground and the clink of a buckle as they walked. That's when I heard the voices, one my boss's (which I'd know anywhere) and the other which belonged to that of Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, the daughter of Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

"Thank you for calling me, if you hadn't I would have gone to the police and filed a missing person's report or something!" She was both relieved and breathless.

"It's no problem young lady." The major told her and held the door open "Just don't stay too long."

The teenage girl nodded and walked inside, the door was shut behind her and Agent T jumped out from behind the desk without Monogram noticing he was hiding behind there.

"Oh there you are Agent T!" The major said with a smile and then turned it to an annoyed look "Now, where did you say Carl was?"

The orange agent chittered (not chattered, there's a difference) and pointed to the opposite end of the hallway, he began leading him down there. When I was sure they were gone I got out from under the desk and put my ear to the door, listening in to their conversation. I made a mental note to pay back Agent T later for the help; it was good to have friends on the inside. I pressed my ear harder against the door, straining to hear their words. I listened to their conversation with great focus on every word as I thought over the details in my head. Doofenshmirtz sounded sorry, terribly sorry for what he had done to Agent P and he actually thought that he had killed his nemesis. It had to be the normal part of him, there was no gloating or anything coming from him; at least that's what I thought until the gloating actually started. The man was proud that he did it and described the attack in graphic detail to his daughter. I had to hold back my gags as he went on and I forced myself to listen to every sickening word that came out of his mouth. That must be the other part that's trying to take over. I heard a splashing noise and I knew that Vanessa had thrown up; I wasn't too far from it either. She gave cries that he was sick and crazy before I started to hear running coming this way. I dove behind the desk just as she burst through the door. She leaned up against the wall and slid down, crying to herself. She looked up to the ceiling and gave a meek apology to the supposedly deceased platypus before getting up and running down the hall. I stared after her as I lifted my head from behind the desk. I understood a little more now. The thing was like a split personality. I knew that replica couldn't have been nothing that I saw, the glare was too real to subside. How could the major just subside this type of information? There was more to this…I just didn't know it yet. I was starting to think that I should get another opinion; maybe I needed to go talk to Agent P again…

Just as I started to walk away, footsteps came again and I didn't have time to duck behind the desk. I was ready to pull out a string of apologies and excuses to my boss when the Containment Unit door opened. I turned around and was shocked, I didn't know the footsteps were coming from this way and I also didn't know that I'd be staring into the now dark eyes of Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. I tried to play it off like I wasn't out here the whole time, because his eyes looked like murder and I panicked.

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

Whether he bought it or not I would never know and I never got a chance to ask him anything after what would happen tomorrow…

He continued to glare at me and I shrunk back. Those eyes really were unnerving and Agent P had described them well in his description. I brought out my walkie talkie (it being the first thing I could think of at the moment) and pressed down on the button, shakily talking into it.

"Uh sir, we have a situation…"

"What is it Carl?" Major Monogram's voice snapped back at me. "I'm in the middle of something! This better be important!"

He never respected me…

"Doofenshmirtz- Hey!"

The walkie talkie was wrenched from my hands and thrown against the wall with a powerful force. It smashed to pieces and I looked to the man standing in front of me. I wondered how he did that without touching it although the answer was obvious. I couldn't think straight, I was caught up in my own conflicting thoughts and then there was the fact that a dangerous being was standing directly in front of me. His eyes threatened murder.

Doofenshmirtz' hands started to give off this purple glowing aura and I found that I didn't want to stick around to find out what more his hands could do. I ran for my life and straight to my boss's office. Why did I ever think he would be of any help?

I burst into his office, frantic and out of breath.

"SIR!" I pretty much yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Great Googly Moogly! Carl! You scared the living daylights out of me!" The major fumbled to put his regular mustache back on. I personally like the black one myself. Here came the string of apologies and excuses…

"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!"

I wish I could… "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!" I had had enough of the scolding but I couldn't let him know that, I instantly cupped a hand over my mouth to play it off as if I had snapped from stress but the major didn't pay attention to my yelled reply or take any offence to it.

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

I narrowed my eyes and muttered "I guess it just slipped my mind." I was half disappointed that he didn't take offence to it; it would have been fun to see the outraged look on his face. I'd apologize afterwards of course and blame it on stress but the moment would have been hilarious.

"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 of the desk that I was forced to clean this morning, it was already a mess…

I began to wander into my thoughts and I thought of bringing up what Agent P had tried to tell him earlier. He'd probably subside it again, but maybe he wouldn't if I brought it up gently and not so straight forward. I had to take baby steps.

"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?" I turned to find that like countless other times, Major Monogram wasn't listening to me 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."

I stared blankly "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. I didn't waste a second and I ran out of Monogram's office to see what all the commotion was. Monogram followed me, dropping the phone so that it hung over the edge of the desk from the cord.

When we got out there, everything was in mass hysteria. Agents were running and desks and cubicles were being thrown. Papers were everywhere 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. I stopped them.

"Agent T! What's going on?"

The turtle pointed behind us at the incoming desk being hurled through the air. We all ducked and looked in the direction of the scientist that threw it. Doofenshmirtz stood in the doorway shoot out purple forces of energy from his hands and continuing to downright destroy the place. Terry gestured that they were going to continue running now and I nodded. The two agents continued to run in panic.

"Sir, we need to get out of here! Doofenshmirtz is destroying the agency!" I turned to my boss to see that he wasn't paying attention yet again, I 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?"

I threw my hands up in frustration. "Forget it!" I ran back into the major's office and began frantically dialing. I knew exactly who to call, I just hoped he was awake.

"Agent P something terrible is happening!"

I frantically told him everything, from Doofenshmirtz breaking out of his cell and destroying the agency to Major Monogram putting me on my will. I also rambled on about how I was shocked that the major didn't know how to spell my name. Agent P chattered in agreement and I was glad, he really was the only one who understood. I told him that he and Doof had a bond and he might be able to knock some sense into him, theoretically speaking that is. I told him how I did some research and sometimes all it takes to break someone out of something like this is the person they care most about and that person was him. He agreed with an encouraging chatter and I hung up the phone. I hoped he'd get here soon, I didn't know how much longer we had before Doofenshmirtz would bring the entire place to its knees.

Soon Agent P found me amongst the chaos.

"Agent P, thank goodness you're here!"

The agent nodded at me; it was good to have him back.

"He's over there." I pointed and lo and behold there he was.

Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz was standing on top of a desk with dark soulless eyes and purple glowing hands. He turned to face Agent P and soon they were having a glaring contest of sorts. He stepped forward ready to end all of this when the major stepped forward, gun in hand and aimed. No one had time to stop him and he pulled the trigger, a bullet went flying straight into Doofenshmirtz' chest. The force of it knocked the man backwards and into a cubicle below. There were gasps and silence that followed, I stood there with my mouth agape. I glanced down at Agent T and Agent Pinky who gave Agent P sympathetic glances before the semi-aquatic mammal ran into the cubicle his nemesis had fallen in. I didn't move, I was shocked and more importantly I was outraged. I stomped over to the shooter.

"You SHOT him!"

"What was I supposed to do?" Monogram glared back at me.

"Waited. Given him a fighting chance!"

"He was evil. Evil doesn't get chances."

"I WAS EVIL AND YOU DIDN'T SHOOT ME!"

"Carl, why're you so worked up about this? Why do you care so much? He was evil and he needed to be stopped! Isn't that what this agency is all about? We stop evil! Seriously Carl, I'd think you'd know that by now."

"You know what sir?" I turned my death glare into an actual smile "Your right. That is what this agency is all about; it's what you're all about. I apologize for my behavior earlier, I just didn't see that until now."

The major looked pleased with my apology.

"If you'll excuse me…" I leisurely walked away from him to go and call an ambulance for Doofenshmirtz in secrecy.

I quit that same night.

A/N: Vanessa's POV next! It might be short cuz she wasn't present that long but then again neither was Carl and I was perfectly able to give him 4,500+ words. We'll see. It should be out quickly. Make sure to get those reviews in! This whole thing should be done very soon!

Carl...quit? What kind of sorcery is this? What do you guys think?

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