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Bo{u}nd: Prologue - A Past Long Forgotten

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LOCATION: Enemy HeadQuarters, ???
DATE: December 15th, 2009
TIME: 11:46 PM
WEATHER: Lightning Storm


"Agent P! Cover Agent E and head into the Surveillance Room! We need to know where they're going to be."

"Grrrrt..."

"Don't argue with me, rookie! And don't go running off to try and play hero. Just follow Agent E and cover her. Remember your place, soldier."

Agent P remembered that moment well; sighing in frustration and faintly saluting his officer, Monogram, before shutting off his wrist communicator, readying his weapon in his hand, and following the adult bird of prey through the hallways.

He was only a rookie back then; a teenaged agent. Probably not suited for the job, when he sat back and thought about it now, but then again, he'd been an agent since he was infantile; a teenager being allowed on this mission wasn't entirely out of the question back then...
Of course, looking back on it, this mission was probably far too important for them to let a teenage agent put them at risk, but, really, he was only there to add numbers anyway, not because he was any good.
But back then, he looked forward to a big, important mission like this one. THIS was what he'd envisioned when he first became an agent; going on big missions and saving the world.

Of course, when Perry looked back, he shouldn't have been as zealous on a mission that important, and he shouldn't have rolled his eyes and disregarded half of what his superior ordered as "stupid and unfair". For back then, he thought to know more than his superiors. He was a teenager. Teenagers do that; even platypus teenagers.

He followed Agent E down the metal hallway, her talons clicking and echoing off the metal walls as they snuck to an opened door. The human sized opening look like it was an automatic door, but it did not take their presence to open it; it was already open. Agent E held up a wing, telling Agent P to stay there and cover her as she poked her beak inside to survey the area and make sure it was safe. Agent P waited impatiently for her to signal the "all clear", and once she did, he quickly circled around her to bolt inside the Surveillance Room. The room was small, and only had several consoles lining the walls, with screens everywhere showing each area of the building Agent P, Agent E, and several other agents were positioned it.

Agents P and E both knew what to do from there. Their eyes scanned the countless screens as they approached the consoles. They were looking for a few people in particular, and they knew that the people they were hunting knew what they were planning. Agent P knew, even back then, the people he and the more experienced agents were hunting were cunning and dangerous, and that one wrong move one would have one to all of them dead in seconds. They had already lost Agents G and C in the infiltration. They couldn't afford anymore casualties.

His brown eyes finally spotted something; movement in what was labeled as the "Reactor Room", and it didn't look like it was leaving. He gathered Agent E's attention, who quickly saw what Agent P was referring to. They knew where to go. Agent E led Agent P out.

Agent E led Agent P down the hallway for what felt like an hour, but they both knew it was only a few minutes. Agent E was constantly warning the rookie agent to be careful, and the platypus agent constantly rolled his eyes and half assured her he would be careful. He thought he knew what he was doing.

Eventually, they came to a room labeled, "Reactor Room". This was it. Agent E and Agent P each stationed themselves at either side of the door while Agent E contacted the other agents to move to their postion. Agent P was getting antsy already. Their targets were right in that room. All they had to do was corner them and arrest them, but Agent E constantly assured him they needed to wait for back-up.

Agent P wasn't going to wait. His fist flicked up to hit the combination pad, and the door instantly opened. The overzealous teenaged, rookie platypus he was, he barged right in, knowing full well Agent E would follow him and back him up. He knew the importance of this mission, and that was why he wasn't intending on waiting and giving these maniacs a chance to slip away when they were so close.

Agent E did indeed follow him in, calling after him to stop and wait for back-up. She had a good opening; the room was huge. They were walking on iron catwalks that looked over several vats of different chemicals, tubes of different radiations, and several pods containing they-didn't-know-what. The villains they were tracking could have been anywhere in this huge place.

Agent P felt a wing grab his arm; Agent E was still telling him to fall back and wait for back-up, but Agent P wasn't going to have any of it. He shook, instisting his view was the right one, as any teenager would have done. They could have taken the villains easily.

Agent E had insisted the flunkies were one thing, but the head villain, the one behind everything, their main target, was far too cunning to blindly rush at. The villain could get into your mind and make you betray your fellow agents. It had even happened to her once, and several other agents...or so she said. But Agent P thought himself superior to humans back then; no human could really brainwash an animal. Surely, Agent E was just exaggerating.

He shook away and went on, Agent E forcing herself to follow behind and make sure he didn't kill himself.

It didn't take them long to find their target a few corners away, overlooking the radiation. Their target did not react violently though. Instead, they invited the two agents to join them, and overlook the chemicles. Agent P wasn't going to have any of it, but Agent E insisted with this villain, it wasn't going to be a very physical confrontation; more of a mental one. She flew up and did join the villain to look over the chemicles, and Agent P reluctantly did the same, coming to the opposite side of the villain.

So, this was her plan? Surround the villain and take them?

No, not really. Agent E and the villain actually had a mostly casual conversation, at least as casual a human mastermind and an agent eagle could have a conversation. It was mostly about the radiation, and the villain's plans.

Agent P got more antsy the further this continued, and he had right, for several other agents soon joined them, aiming their weapons at the villain, who simply held their hands above their head in mock surrender. But Agent P knew that wasn't going to be it.

He was right, as he felt himself be grabbed by the villain, their hand tight around his throat, almost crushing it, as the villain jumped onto the railing, threatening to jump with the platypus rookie still in their hand. Of course, Agent P was the rookie. It was kind of in the contract of a rookie to get captured at least once.

But Agent P, dizzy as he was from lack of oxygen as the other agents around him paused due to simple morality, wasn't going to have any of it. He refused to be used to have his fellow agents surrender.

As this prooved to be a very stupid idea, it only became worse and worse. Soon, he and his fellow agents were surrounded by the four main lackies they had tried avoiding the whole mission. Agent P quickly realized Agent E was right; this entire plan of his was stupid, and he had just endangered everyone and everything. He'd known how important this was, and he'd botched it all up.

He was quickly tossed back onto the metal catwalk, allowing him oxygen as the villain sat on the railing and ordered their capture, not their execution.

Agent P recalled the rest of the scene as a blur. A fight broke out now that he was free, and Agent E ordered he stay put and stay out of the way. Agent P couldn't blame her; she was rightfully mad at him then, and as the horrible brooding feeling took its toll, Agent P just did as told, grabbed his weapon and made his way off of the iron catwalk, staying out of the way as the older, more experienced agents fought.

He was soon met with a new, but familiar, face standing over him on the rail. He knew it who it was. He turned and backed away, but he had nowhere to go; the exit was blocked. Why was this villain focusing on him; the rookie, the screw up?

The villain did not want a confrontation. They simply wanted to talk.

They pointed out Agent P's faults, repeatedly, but also pointed out Agent P's raw skill. They pointed out that the Agency was constantly dragging him down, that they were afraid of his raw skill when honed, and wanted to keep him tied down. After his recent failure, the Agency wasn't going to be very happy with him anyway. He wouldn't be missed if he left and decided to join a group more "rewarding".

Agent P wasn't going to have any of it. He knew he was a screw up. That was why he needed the training. He knew what this monster was trying to do; he'd been warned about it. He knew this villain was trying to get into his head and mess with it. He knew it was trying to cause another betrayal, but it wasn't going to happen with THIS agent...no matter how right Agent P thought they were at the time. He took an oath, and even if the agency pissed him off sometimes, he was going to keep his word.

He remembered aiming his weapon at the villain, forcing them to back away from him, though he never intended for it to get to the point where the maniac climbed onto the railing and...



LOCATION: Flynn-Fletcher HouseHold
DATE: February 28th, 2014
TIME: 2:46 AM
WEATHER: Clear


The platypus sat up in a swift bolt of movement. His eyes widened in a sudden shock, his heart jumping into his throat as he stood up on all fours in a panic. His pulse raced, his vision blurred as his teal fur fluffed in anxiety. He did his best to assess what just happened.

A small internal sigh ran through him. Instead of being met with the agency infirmary, he was met with the shared bedroom of his preteen owners. He glanced about a bit to check everything was in order, and another sigh went through him. His green haired owner was still asleep on the bed across from him, and his redheaded owner was still resting on the raft boat that Perry sat on.

Perry sighed and circled his spot a bit, settling down again. It was just a dream; he was back in reality now.
But...That mission...Had it been five years already?

He hadn't thought about that mission for a good three years, and he had thought it was going to stay that way for the rest of his lifetime. What could have brought that horrid memory up again?

He blamed it on nerves or anxiety. With his boys getting more clever and more unlucky, they were constantly getting closer and closer to finding out the truth about him...again.
Yeah, that had to be it; nerves and anxiety. It couldn't have been something foreboding.

He settled down at Phineas' feet, his eyes glancing up to Ferb one last time before they closed to blackness. He hoped with all his heart that his dream of a memory wasn't a warning of things to come. He prayed the dream held no meaning outside of an anxiety enduced memory.

For the sake of his boys...his family...
Second time attempting to submit this...=-=

Somehow, my first attempt didn't work. I don't know what happened. '~'

Oh, well.

I figured I made you guys wait long enough, so...here's the prologue. ^^ Draw your own conclusions to what is to come.

Usual disclaimers; we all know I don't own Phineas, Ferb, or Perry.
I don't own the agents protrayed here - they're kinda just my own interpretation of them - but I do own our little mystery villains here....

:evillaugh:

Prologue: You Are Here
Chapter 1: [link]

PS: Please critique. I'm not going to get better without it.
Oh, and...a preview pic might be coming soon if I can get GinPhin to draw me one. |D
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HopeCvon's avatar
Oh I cannot wait to read this.