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Chapter 2:  Aftermath


"Vince, look at these readings."  Misti said, her voice full of alarm.  Vince walked over in confusion.  "Look at this.  These are hers, but they don't match up to the same readings five years ago.  Both of the boys' readings are fine, but the girls'...the girls' are all mixed up.  Did something happen to them that we just don't know about?"

"I suppose, but only they have the power to change their elements, and even if they did, it doesn't make sense."  Vince said, leaning back.  "You know what?  Let's go find them.  Besides, they're probably after them, now that their powers have awoken again.  We need to see if those readings bear any relevance to the events of that night."

"Yes, you're right."  Misti replied.  "Let's go.  I'll take the mall, and you take the park."

"Alright, then."  Vince said.  "Deal."

"Major Gaia, I have caught onto their scents again."  Aeor said.  "But...two of the scents are quite strange.  It's like they're different from before."

"Different how?"  Le asked.

"One of them is filled with light, when it was originally filled with darkness.  Then, there's the other one...that one has an equal amount of light and dark in it.  Not to mention, the scent of light carries a sharp twinge to it.  Something that punctuates, then fades away, but lingers afterwards."  Aeor said, thinking deeply.  "But, I'm sure that these are the same people that we've been following.  There's no mistaking it."

Andressa then ran in, looking worried.  "The songbird has vanished!"

Emily was the first one to wake between her and Ferb.  She sat down a little ways away and retied her ponytail, which had come loose.  As she undid her bow, she wondered what had happened.  It had seemed to her like it was just a giant blur, and she didn't remember much.

Ferb then woke up, shaking his head a little.  He saw Emily, then gently took the ribbon from her and tied it in the front.

"There."  He said.  "That's better."  He took a picture of Emily and showed it to her.

"You're right.  It does look better this way."  Emily said.  She gently touched the navy blue ribbon in her hair.  "It's just that...Dad doesn't like it this way because it reminds him of Mom.  That's why I always wear it in a ponytail."  Ferb blinked in response.  "I know, I wear it like this sometimes, but that's because sometimes when Dad and I fight, it's usually over what happened to Mom.  I always blame myself, because I...I was there.  I could've prevented it somehow, but I didn't.  I just watched, and did nothing at all to stop everything from happening."

Rebecca Kinney, Emily's mother, had died when Emily was younger in an accident involving the lab she worked at.  Emily had been a witness to the whole thing, but didn't remember much of what happened.

"Describe her for me."  Ferb said.  It was a kind of exercise he and Emily did.  If one of them got stressed over a memory of a certain person, then the other would ask to describe the person they were thinking about.

"Well, she looked a lot like me."  Emily said.  "Except her hair was longer, and a few shades lighter than mine.  It was also very glossy, and smooth, and oh, so soft.  I remember my hands getting tangled up in it whenever I was upset and she would bend down and pick me up.  It was like silk.  But, it was also thin.  So thin, I felt like I could break off a large chunk very easily."  Emily's hair was outrageously thick, and mousy.  She sighed and continued.  "But, her eyes were always filled with such a kind grace, it was as if one look from them would instantly make you feel calmer.  She also never wore makeup, because she said that it hid your true self from the world.  Mom had such a wild, free spirit.  She taught me how to value nature, and to see the light in the darkness."

A young man walked up to them, with dark chestnut brown hair and dull moss green eyes.  He wore a black shirt and dark blue jeans with a lab coat overtop.

"You're Ferb Fletcher and Emily Kinney, right?"  He asked.  "My name is Vince.  Is it alright if I talk to you two for a bit?"  He held out a picture, which had in it himself, a young woman with light lavender hair, her hair tied in a ponytail near the base of her head, another young man with lighter brown hair and glasses, a third young man with a wiry face and dark copper hair, another young woman with thick curly black hair, tied back with a dark green bow, and a third young woman with light blonde hair which flowed behind her majestically.  All of them had lab coats on, and were standing around a podium, the banner above it reading, "The Elements Project--A New Future For All of Society."

"Do you recognize the people in this photo?"  Vince asked.

"Well, the woman with the lavender hair is obviously you."  Phineas said.  Misti nodded.  She, Phineas, and Isabella were sitting on a nearby bench, still in the mall.  "The man with the glasses is Dad, the woman with the bow in her hair is Isabella's mom, and I've heard enough descriptions of Emily's mom to know that the last woman in the picture is her.  Now, the man with the copper hair looks a lot like me, so I'm guessing he's my biological father, and I don't know who the last man is."

"He's my husband, Vince."  Misti replied.  "But, yes, you got them all correct.  Your skills of observation are amazing."

"But, what's the Elements Project?"  Isabella asked.  "And how do we know that you're not some kind of crazy stalker?"

"Do you think I fabricated this photo, then?"  Misti asked.  "Let me ease your mind, then.  There are no other pictures of Daniel Flynn after this one.  In fact, tomorrow is seven years after the day this picture was taken.  See?"  She pointed to the time stamp on the back of the picture.  "Tomorrow, he will be declared MIA.  He will no longer exist, the feds will stop trying to track him down."

"Track him down?  For what?"  Isabella asked, but was cut off by Phineas.

"No, you're wrong."  Phineas said.  "Tomorrow marks seven years of his death.  He was killed trying to protect a little kid from being run over by car.  It was really rainy that day, and the driver lost control of his car.  His brakes were really bad, so he couldn't stop.  He pushed the girl out of the way, and he got hit instead.  That girl he the one who's sitting right next to me."

"I don't...remember that..."  Isabella whispered.  "But, Phineas, how do you remember something like that?"

"It just popped into my head, suddenly."  Phineas explained.  "I remember it being all over the news and everything.  It was just after you moved to Danville."

As Phineas and Isabella talked, Misti noticed somebody watching them.  She quietly excused herself, then walked over to her, sitting alone at a small table, holding a small sketchbook close to her chest.  She wore a heavy black coat, her hood partially off her head.

"I can't stop it once it starts."  The teenager said.  "The Story must remain linear.  If I try to undo anything, I'd be messing with the Story's flow.  It wouldn't get to The End.  Even though I'm powerful enough to stop what I've started, and that Phineas wouldn't have to undergo treatment that long to fix what I've done, the Story would never have The End it's supposed to.  Such is the fate of the Storyteller with feelings."

"...Storyteller...?"  Misti asked.

"Yes.  Perhaps you've heard of me."  She said.  "I have no name, but they all call me the Songbird.  I am the most powerful Storyteller to exist."

Where could she have gone to?"  Gaia asked, pacing back and forth.  "Aeor, have you tracked down her scent yet?"

"No, not yet, Major Gaia."  Aeor replied.  "However, if my hunch is correct, she could be with one of the ones we're looking for."

"Ah, yes."  Andressa said.  "We know how much emotional attachment she has to her puppets in her games.  She's probably monitoring the one we asked to corrupt as we speak."

"The best part is that she can't undo the corruption because if she did, she wouldn't be able to reach The End."  Le put in.  "So, we can get her back and the first part of the Story under our control in one swipe."

"Excellent plan."  Gaia said.  "Go, you three, and get the Songbird back.  I'm depending on you to make this a success."

The three of them saluted, then Aeor opened a portal, and disappeared.

"I hope they can do this.  We need the Songbird..."  Gaia whispered.

Vince, Ferb, and Emily met up with Misti, Phineas, Isabella, and the Songbird at Vince and Misti's mobile lab around the same time.

"Who's this?"  Vince asked when he saw their third companion.

"I am called the Songbird."  She said.  "It's nice to meet you."  She spoke with a soft voice, with a heavy monotone in it.

"Yes, well, we need to explain a few things.  A lot of things, really."  Vince said.  Misti nodded softly in agreement.

"As do I."  The Songbird replied.  The seven of them entered the van, which was filled with all sorts of instruments, monitors, and wires.

"Sorry for the cramped space."  Misti said.  "We're used to having two in here at a time."

"Well, let's see here..."  Vince muttered, sitting down in front of two monitors.  "Huh?  There's an email in here.  No subject, but the address isn't one for spam, and there's some attached images..."  He opened the file and gasped.

There were four photos in the file, two pictures being shown on each monitor.  The first picture was of a younger Phineas in a test tube, oxygen bubbles all around him.  The second was of Ferb, being placed in a small pod of some sort, a monitor showing a full body scan next to him.  The third picture was of Emily, in profile view, being held up in the air by a series of wires in the ceiling.  She was bent over, her arms dangling by her side, her legs close to her chest, and her hair flowing softly around her.

The fourth picture, however, was what intrigued everyone the most.  It was of Isabella, sitting on a table on her knees, being held up by a series of wires along her spine, head, and arms.  Also in the picture was Vivian, her hair up in a high ponytail, holding one of Isabella's arms and monitoring something in her bloodstream.  Out of the four pictures, it was the only one that actually showed one of the scientists in full view.

There was a sudden clang of the door opening, and everyone turned to see Isabella running out of the van, tears streaming down her face.

I thought that it couldn't be true, but was I wrong?  Isabella thought.  My own mother...she used me as part of her experiments, didn't she...?

"Mom!"  She cried as she ran into her house.  "Mom, I know you're here right now.  Where are you?  We really need to talk, and I would prefer it to be now!"

As soon as Isabella finished her sentence, a large bolt of lightning shot up from the ground where she stood, covering the floor in blue electrical currents.  Vivian walked in, as well as Vince, Misti, and the others.

"So, I was right."  Misti said.  "Your and Emily's powers have changed..."

"That would be because of me."  The Songbird said.  "I guess I'd better explain everything about me now."

The Legend of Fire and Lightning REBORN- Chapter 2
Yay, the plot thickens!

I was spamming Chobits music while writing this, so that's why it might sound a bit like it, especially at the end.

Speaking of the end of this chapter, I'm not sure why it just sounds like it just ended suddenly, but I didn't want to get into the history of the Storytellers just yet, because that's an extremely long bout of exposition to be saved for another chapter.

Speaking of which, we're already having more exposition than in both The Legend of Fire and Lightning and Phineas vs. Mkhail combined!  See, it isn't so bad to have a few plot elements revealed in the first few chapters.

So, I'm hoping to have the next chapter and an infosheet of Olivia's Witch Night and maybe Project Dawnstars or The Courtroom Phantom up soon.  Maybe.  Time will tell...


Phineas Flynn, related characters (c) Dan Povenmire, Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, Disney

Emily Kinney, related characters, story (c) Me

Chapter 1:  Welcome to your new lives



That's what surrounded Phineas when he was aware of his surroundings.

He was completely eclipsed in darkness.

He took a step forward, expecting something, anything to happen.

Nothing did.

Phineas continued to walk in the darkness, silent.

The darkness soon changed its shape into a town.


The darkness was changing into Danville.

But, this Danville was grey.  Blank.  Ghost-like.

"This town is empty."  A young girl's voice said.  Phineas looked around.  Nobody in sight.

Phineas walked around, looking for the owner of the voice.

"There used to be people here, but they are now gone."  The voice continued.  "They were consumed by 'it.'  'It' was telling them to trust 'it.'  Now, this city is gone.  Eaten away by the spirit of 'it,' which can never be truly satisfied."

Phineas ran down an alleyway to find a young girl standing there, reading from a small book in her hands.  Her back to Phineas, unaware.

"This town is empty, so I will keep searching."  She said.  Her short brown hair blew about her softly.  "Searching for a town with people in it, one that has not been consumed by 'it.'  Searching for the one for me, and only me."  She turned a page.  "The one for me, and only me is the only one to defeat 'it.'  Not only that, but the one for me and only me... also holds onto my heart."  She turned around, her opaque eyes glued on Phineas, her voice distorted with Isabella's.  "Tell me, are you the one who took it?"

Phineas sat upright and gasped, holding his head in his hands.  He looked around his room, half asleep.  Ferb was still fast asleep, Perry on his bed.  He woke up and walked over to Phineas' bed, chattering.  Phineas smiled and patted the bed, which Perry knew as in invitation to come up.

"I'm fine, Perry."  Phineas said, petting him softly.  He laid back down again.  "It was just a bad dream..."

As Phineas drifted off to sleep, he thought about the dream, and how much darkness had surrounded him during it.

"A dream filled with the stench of darkness..."  Phineas muttered, and soon, he was asleep once again.

The next day, Isabella walked into the backyard to find Phineas sitting underneath the tree alone, fast asleep.  She smiled at the sight of him.

He's like a cat, sleeping whenever he wants to...  She thought, giggling softly.

She walked in front of him, bent down, and said, "Now, how'd I know that you'd be sitting under this tree, snoozing?"

Phineas woke up, rubbing his eyes tiredly.  "Gwah!"  He said suddenly, moving to the side.  "Hey, Isabella.  I don't sleep under here all the time..."

"Oh, please, almost every time Ferb's not here, you're asleep right in this spot."  Isabella replied, laughing and sitting down next to him.  "So, besides taking a nap, what'cha doin' today?"

"I don't know."  Phineas answered, putting his hands behind his head.  "Ferb's going to be gone all day since he's hanging out with Emily, then doing a few errands for Mom.  It's a shame, because we were going to finish that rocket today, so that we could go into space and everything.  That's alright, though, I guess.  It can wait."

"Phineas, let's finish it together and leave, right now!"  Isabella said, looking at him, smiling.

"Wait, what?"  Phineas asked.

Isabella giggled.  "I'm kidding, Phineas.  You're so gullible sometimes, you know?"

"Not all the time..."  Phineas said.

"Ferb's changed."  Isabella said suddenly.  She looked up at the sky, her ultramarine eyes shining with a sudden look of sadness.  "He just...doesn't really seem like himself lately, you know?"

"You're the one that's been changing, Isabella."  Phineas said.  "Though, maybe it's just all of us."

"Perhaps."  She said.  There was a pause.  "Phineas, don't change.  I like you just how you are right now."  Isabella added.  She stood up.  "Come on, let's go the mall.  No use just sitting here being all depressing, right?"

Phineas got up, as well.  "I agree.  I'll go ask Mom if it's okay."

Linda was busy tossing salad in the kitchen when Phineas and Isabella walked in.

"Oh, Isabella, are you and Phineas planning something today?"  She asked as she poured a little extra virgin olive oil in the salad.  "A date, maybe?"

"I-It's not a date!"  Both of them exclaimed at the same time.  Linda laughed.

"That's the exact same reaction Ferb and Emily had."  She said.  "So, where are two you headed?"

"The mall."  Phineas said.  "Is that all right with you?"

"Sure.  You're taking the bus, right?  Do you need fare, or are you going to use your school passes?  Oh, I almost forgot, Candace and Jeremy are there on a date, so if you see them, don't bother them, okay?"  Linda said hurriedly, looking for her purse.  "Do you need any money?"

"No, we both have about, what twenty-five dollars each?"  Isabella said.  Phineas agreed.  "Yeah, so we'll be fine.  Thanks for offering, though!"

"Okay, have fun, and be back by sundown, alright?"  Linda called out as they left.  "You know how I am about having you out after dark on your own."

"Okay, we'll be back by then!"  Phineas shouted back.  "Hey, Isabella, first to tag the bus stop sign wins!"

"You're on!"  Isabella replied, and they took off, laughing.  At first, it was Isabella in the lead, then Phineas gained the advantage in the corner.  Isabella caught up downhill, and it was neck and neck afterwards.

As they turned the second corner, Isabella noticed out of the corner of her eye the bus, slowly lumbering along.

"Look's like our race has gained a new competitor!"  Isabella said, running faster.

A few yards ahead was the bus stop sign.  Phineas and Isabella reached out their hands to tag it, and they grabbed it at the same time, then ran around it, showing their school passes to the bus driver and sitting down, laughing softly.

"Why can't we do stuff like that more often?"  Isabella asked, leaning her head against the window.  She watched the scenery change from the suburbs to downtown.

"Act like normal kids, you mean?"  Phineas asked.  "I don't know.  We just try so hard to seize the day in every way we can that we just...forget, I guess.  Forget we're kids, and act like something we're not.  All just to make the day more fun and memorable."

"I'm sorry."  Isabella suddenly said.  The bus stopped, and more people got on.  "I'm trying to change you, aren't I?  After I said that you were fine just the way you were, too..."

"No, it's alright."  Phineas said.  "I know what you mean."  The bus started moving again.  "You're so filled with light that you trick yourself into a feeling of naivety and poor self-esteem.  Because of that, you try to act as kind as you can be."

"Oh?"  Isabella asked.  "So, what are you filled with?"

"Light."  Phineas replied, looking out the window.  He reached up and pulled the cord to have the bus stop.  "Light...and dark."
"So, we've arrived, have we?"  Gaia said, looking out the window.  She turned towards the young man leaning against the window across from her.  "Aeor, have you picked up their scents?"

Aeor looked up, his long dark blue hair flopping into his misty pale sky blue eyes.  "We've been following that same scent for five years, Major.  It has all but faded by now."

"You mean that we've just been following some stale scents for all these years, then?"  Another officer asked.  His short dark chestnut hair was in a bun and kept out of his face.  "What good are you to us, then?"

"He's important because he can track down the scents better than we can, and you know it, Le."  A young woman said, tying her navy blue hair up in a ponytail.  "Besides, he's the only one who can talk to the songbird.  That should really be the only thing to keep him alive, you know."

"Andressa's right, you know."  Gaia said.  "The Elements are useless without the songbird's power.  Speaking of which, Andressa, how is the songbird doing?  Is she finally doing as we asked?"

"Yes, she's finally started."  Andressa said, sighing.  "Seriously, it's like pulling teeth with her to get her to follow orders.  She says that the first signs of corruption should appear soon."

"Excellent."  Gaia said.  "Now, if only we knew where they were...  Aeor, keep searching for those scents.  We need to find them, and soon."

"So, they're around here, right?"  Misti asked.  She looked at the readings on the monitors again.  "I'm not seeing them on these readings.  That might be just because their powers are still dormant, though.  Vince, are you ready for the power starts?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."  Vince said.  "Help me calibrate them to hit all of them at once."

"Alright.  I'll give you the signal when we're ready."  Misti said, laying down the four files she was looking at.  "Finally, we'll be able to achieve this goal at long last...we have to do this before they show up.  If they get here while we're setting this up, it's all over."

"I'm quite aware of that."  Vince said.  "Now, then, let's get started..."
Phineas and Isabella walked around the food court, silent.

"Come on, let's go and look at some other stores for a bit."  Isabella said, practically pulling Phineas away.  "We can come back to the food court later."

"No, it's not's..."  Phineas said, trailing off.  "Darkness...the scent of darkness is everywhere..."

"What?"  Isabella asked.  She turned around to face him.  "What are you talking about?"

"I mean that there's an unusual amount of resentment in the air right now."  Phineas hastily explained.  "I guess it's one of my powers due to being part dark.  I can sense the dark auras of people.  Not to mention, I can pinpoint the scent of darkness, and right now, there's a lot of it in this room, and I'm not sure why."

"So, you think that something's going to happen because of this collection of darkness?"  Isabella asked.  Phineas let go of her hand and walked over to the center of the food court.  "I'm guessing that's a yes."

As Phineas and Isabella walked over the center of the food court, somebody accidentally bumped into them, dropping something on the floor.  She muttered a half rushed apology and ran off.

"Hey, wait, you dropped these!"  Phineas called out, running after her.

"Oh, you can keep them.  My friends, who I got them for, didn't want them."  She said, then ran off again.  Phineas looked at what she had dropped.  They were two necklaces, one shaped like a crown, the other shaped like a heart, with an X in the middle.

"Oh, Phineas, what'cha got there?"  Isabella asked as she walked over.  She looked at the necklaces.  "Ooh, pretty!"

"That lady who dropped them said we could have them."  Phineas said.  "I'll get the crown, if that's okay with you."

"Alright, then."  Isabella said, picking up the heart-shaped necklace.  They put their necklaces on, then looked over to see Candace and Jeremy sitting in the food court, Candace looking at them with frightened eyes.

"Candace...?"  Phineas asked.  Suddenly, a large shock went through him, causing him to fall to the ground.  He slowly got up, panting slightly.  He walked forward, then passed out, just a large earthquake hit the mall, causing everybody to panic.

"Ph-Phineas?!"  Isabella cried out, then sank to her knees, weary.  It felt as if all the energy in her was being slowly sucked out of her.  The room swung and pitched helplessly, and Isabella gradually let her eyes close, slipping into darkness...

Ferb and Emily walked through the park, laughing.  They each wore a necklace shaped like a splintered, upside-down heart.

Emily said something, and Ferb nodded.  He looked up, then suddenly grabbed Emily just as a large earthquake hit, causing panic to spread.  Ferb just held onto Emily silently, then the two of them passed out, their necklaces glowing slightly.

The songbird sat in her cage, holding her sketchbook out in front of her.  She sighed as she put the finishing touches on her drawing, drew her knees up to her chest and put her head down.

"I'm sorry."  She whispered, her voice monotone and hollow.  "I have no choice but to do this.  I'm so sorry..."  She suddenly sat up and crawled over to the edge of her cage.  "Those scents...  They've awakened again..."  She sat back and began to draw again, almost feverishly.  "I must escape from here...I must save this Story...!"

The Legend of Fire and Lightning REBORN- Chapter 1
The plot has begun!

I know, I need to update Project Dawnstars and The Courtroom Phantom.  Olivia's Witch Night, I'm not so worried about, because I've been updating that one for a bit lately and I'm ahead in that one than in the other three.

Interesting Kingdom Hearts fact time:  Alyson Stoner played Kairi in Re:  Chain of Memories.  I'm not sure in if that was true in the first Kingdom Hearts, though.

When I saw that in the credits of the Re:  Chain of Memories LP I was watching, I was like, "What?  Huh?  Did that just say...?  What?"

Oh, by the way, the rocket mentioned in this chapter plays a big role in another story I plan on writing later.  It's an AU, by the way, and links up with this story and Emily's story for when she comes to Danville.  I really need to write that, it's not going to be that long and has a bit of foreshadowing to this story, actually.  Maybe when I get one of my other projects done I'll start that one.

I'm listening to Lindsey Stirling music right now.  It's so addicting because it's absolutely amazing.

Phineas Flynn, related characters (c) Dan Povenmire, Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, and Disney

Gaia, related characters, story (c) Me

The human heart.  It is a weak, yet strong part of the body.  It keeps humans alive, functioning, both physically and mentally.

Yet, it can also be easily manipulated.  Even if one does not have a heart, if they have a strong resolve and will, they can survive without a heart.

But, manipulation isn't the only thing to destroy a heart.  It can easily succumb to powerful feelings of false hope and utter despair.  Things that live inside humans, devour them from the inside out, turn them into monsters of pure evil.

Hope is the only thing to keep a human from falling forever into darkness.  The light inside, even the smallest glimmer, can hold a heart steady.

Such a curious thing, the human heart...

"...Even at the end of the world, it can still be bold and keep the human alive."  She said quietly.  She was in a large cave, the walls covered in drawings.  She stood back up from where she had been kneeling, the ancient lettering standing out.

"Are you ready to go yet?"  A voice asked from outside the cave.  She turned and faced the entrance of the cave, smiling.

"This might be the last time you ever see this place."  She said.  "Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"I just feel like we should hurry up and get moving, is all."  The voice replied.  "Come on.  We'd better get moving."

"Alright.  Go ahead without me, I'll be out in a few minutes."  She said, and knelt down again.  The person outside muttered something under their breath, then walked away.  She found a sharp rock and carved something in the wall, then walked out, as well.

It was a picture of a bolt of lightning, a flame, and a door, all on a blank wall on a far off side of the cave.  On the top of the door were the words, "open if you must, but beware the connections."

Five-year-old Phineas Flynn awoke to find himself shrouded in darkness.  He looked around, but there was no one but him.  It felt like he was underwater--his ears were clogged, making any possible sound feel muffled and far away.  He took a step forward.

Suddenly, everything became bright, and he realized that he wasn't alone.  There was a girl standing a little ways away, wearing a white dress.  Her ultramarine eyes were dull and opaque, and she hadn't seemed to notice Phineas.

"Hey..."  Phineas called out.  "Hello?  Can you hear me?"

There was no response from the girl, so Phineas decided to walk towards her.  As soon as he took a step, however, everything was plunged into darkness once more, the girl looking at him with a terrified expression on her face.

With each step you make, you decide your fate.  A voice said inside Phineas' head.  You have to choose.  Do you want to be in the darkness, or the light?  Whatever the girl has chosen is not important.  Your choice is.  Do you take another step, or stay here?

Phineas thought about it for a moment, then took another step forward.  Everything became light again.

You choose the light over the darkness.  Your heart is strong, but with a weak will.  It will be hard to survive this way.  Are you sure about your choice?  The voice asked.

"Yes."  Phineas said.  "My path is in the light.  I can make my will stronger.  I will survive this way."

Think with your heart, not with your mind.  The voice cautioned.  You may think that this is your destiny, but does your heart agree?  Does this really feel right to you?

"Yes, it does.  It feels right to be on this side."  Phineas replied.

Very well, then.  The voice said.  Your destiny has been set.  Will you follow the path you've chosen, or stray from it?  Only the true nature of your heart will decide...

A fierce wind blew through everything, pushing Phineas back.  He fell backwards, and darkness engulfed him once more...

Isabella stood in the midst of the flames, in shock.  There was no way out, and even if there was, she would surely be fighting Phineas for it.  Her heart shaped pendant sung and thumped wildly against her chest as she looked around desperately.

A scientist struggled to crawl away, coughing on the black smoke that filled the room.  She dropped down to the floor and attempted to crawl over to him, but a large fireball blew her back.  She stood back up and faced Phineas.

"Why are you doing this to all of these innocent people?"  Isabella cried out.  "They did nothing wrong!"

"They did everything wrong!"  Phineas yelled at her, shaking his head.  The crown shaped pendant around his neck shook along with it.  "They made us into monsters, and innocent people died from this.  Why are you siding with them?"

"Because more innocent people will die if you keep doing this!"  Isabella shouted.  There was a silence that swept over the two of them after that.  The only sound they heard was the crackling of the fire around them.

After a while, Phineas turned away from her.  "Very well, then.  You can have your precious mortals, who you see as innocent, and I can have the others like me, who are truly filled with light."  He ran off through the flames and smoke.

Isabella, on the other hand, stayed.  Suddenly, somebody donned in a heavy black coat with a deep hood shielding their face from view came up to her.

"You poor child."  They said.  "You're so lost from the light and the dark.  You walk a strange path of in between."

"What does that mean?"  Isabella asked defensively.  "If I have to fight you, I will!"

The hooded figure laughed.  "Fight?  With what?  You have no power to wield in your hands.  The only thing you can use your power on is people's hearts."

"Stay away from me."  Isabella sneered.  "I could kill you if I wanted to..."

"Yes, you could, in your mind, but would your heart ever let that guilt slip away?"  The hooded figure asked.  Isabella gasped in surprise.  "You only thought with your mind, which is steeped in darkness.  Your heart fights it with it light and innocence.  That's why you walk between the two."

Isabella was silent.  She thought about for a moment, then nodded.

"So, you see how it is, then.  However, I can give you a power to wield physically, to use as a weapon."  The hooded figure went on.

"What do I have to do for that power?"  Isabella demanded.

"Sign a contract with me, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro."  The hooded figure replied.  "If you do, then I'll give you the power you crave, the power to stave off the darkness slowly growing with you."

Isabella nodded.  "I'll do it.  I'll sign a contract with you."

"Excellent."  The hooded figure said, a smile in their voice.  They extended their hand.  "Take my hand, and the contract will be signed."

Isabella hesitated, then finally, slowly, took the hooded figure's hand.  At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck the air, and rain pelted down.  Pain shot through her body, and she collapsed, her energy drained.

"Happy doing business with you, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro."  The hooded figure said, then opened a swirling blue and black portal and left, chuckling softly to themselves.  Sirens soon filled the air, and firefighters came to put out the fire.  Isabella was taken to the hospital, but was somehow unharmed.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts on Liverpool, England, a young couple ran through the downpour, lightning streaking across the sky.  Cars' headlights blinded them, but they still ran, not stopping until they reached the far off mansion.

The girl went in first, then the boy.  The girl's parents ran down the stairs at the sight of them.

"Oh, Kathleene, what on earth happened to you?"  The mother asked, embracing her.  She noticed the little boy in her arms.  "Who's this?"

"I'd ask who the older boy is, as well."  The girl's father asked.  "He has a girl with her."

"We found them on the street, sir."  The older boy said.  "The boy was unconscious, but the girl was awake.  She fell asleep on the way over here."

"They're not street urchins.  Look at their clothes."  Kathleene went on, holding out the boy.  "Look at the necklaces.  It's some kind of weird insignia."

"We think they might've escaped from somewhere."  The boy said, brushing some of the girl's hair out of her face.  "But, it says on the back of her dress that this institution this dress was from is in America."

"Institution?"  The father grumbled.  "What kind of institution?"

"From the name, it sounds like some sort of research facility."  Kathleene replied.  "It's called the Elements Project."

"Well, then, I suppose we should find out who these kids are."  Kathleene's mother said.  "Come on.  Let's take them to the lab."

At that moment, the girl woke up.  She looked around, confused.

"Oh, you're awake."  The older boy said, gently placing her on the floor.  "Are you well enough to walk?  What's your name?"

The little girl stood up, then tears started to form out the corner of her eyes.  "I...I don't know...I don't my name, I don't know anything..."

"It's okay."  Kathleene said to her, kneeling down.  "We'll find out who you are.  Don't worry."  She stood back up and turned to her parents.  "Let's begin the tests on the boy now.  She's had a rough day, so let's start on her tomorrow morning."

Kathleene's parents nodded, then took the boy from her and walked downstairs.  Kathleene, the little girl, and the other boy walked upstairs.

"So, are your parents doctors or scientists or something?"  The boy asked.

"Both."  Kathleene replied coolly.  They stopped in front a room in the front of the hallway.  "This will be your room for tonight.  Tomorrow, we run the tests on the girl, and all three of you will go home."

"Um, alright."  The boy replied, surprised by her sudden change in demeanor.  "Goodnight, then."

Kathleene nodded and walked away with the other girl to the far end of the hallway.  She stopped in front of two rooms across from each other.

"This room right here is my room, and the one across from it is yours."  Kathleene said.  "Tomorrow, we're going to see if we can figure out who you are so you can see your parents and go home, okay?"

"Okay."  The little girl said.  "Are the tests going to hurt?"

"No, not at all."  Kathleene replied.  "It'll be like you're that little boy.  Fast asleep.  You won't feel anything."

"Um...I won't stay asleep as long as he is, right?"

"Huh?  What do you mean?"

"That boy's been asleep for days and days, and hasn't woken up, no matter how loud I yell at him."

"How long exactly has he been asleep?  Do you know?"

" eight...or nine...?  I don't remember that very clearly."

"I...I see.  Well, goodnight."


As soon as the little girl closed the door to her room, Kathleene ran downstairs to her parents' lab.  The lab was a large, crowded space, filled with various machines and monitors.  In a metallic white pod with a transparent teal lid was the little boy, a red laser scanner sweeping across his body.

"Kathleene..?  What the...?!"  Her father exclaimed in shock.

"You need to stop the tests!"  Kathleene said.  "That boy's in a coma!"

"I found a match on both of them."  Kathleene's mother replied.  "How long has he been in a coma for?"

"Let me see those results."  Kathleene's father said.  He brought up the image on a bigger monitor.  "There's two images here, one of them from America.  It seems as if they went missing around the same time."

The images were missing children posters, one from London and the other from a town called Danville.

"My main concern is why on earth did they go through all the trouble?"  Kathleene's father mumbled.  "If the kidnappers were from America, like that boy thought, then why not just kidnap four American kids?  Why them?  Is there something about them that makes them targets...?"

The little girl woke up to find a mysterious figure in a heavy hooded black coat sitting in a chair next to her bed calmly.

"Relax, my dear child."  The hooded figure said.  "I mean you no harm."

"Who are you?"  She asked.  "What do you want from me?"

"I'm here to give you this."  The hooded figure replied, and held up a card, with the girl's face on it.  "It's your memories.  Also, a special power.  Something that you need to quell the inner struggle you're already facing."  The girl was confused.  "You have inside your heart light.  A lot of light.  But, that leaves you weak to very bad things.  Dark things.  With this power that I have, I can make you not weak to the dark, and still be strong in the light."

"Can I still have the light in my heart?"  She asked.  "Can I still have a lot of light?"

"Of course you can."  The hooded figure said.  "And your memories, too.  Do you want to see what your parents would think of you if you didn't know who they were?"

The little girl shook her head.  "Gimme!  I want to not be afraid of the dark, and to remember who I am!"

"Good.  I'm glad you want those things."  The hooded figure said, and took her hand.  A strange sensation, like being filled up with a freezing cold liquid, went up the girl's spine.  The darkness in the room surrounded her, and she fell back onto her bed, unconscious.  The hooded figure opened a portal, and was gone.

Later on the next day, Kathleene noticed that both the girl's and boy's necklaces were gone.  The girl asked her about what necklace she was talking about, as she had no recollection of ever getting one.  The same was with Phineas and Isabella.

The Legend of Fire and Lightning REBORN- Prologue
Yay, the reboot is in progress!

By the way, for those of you wondering about my second generation fanfics, since several of them overlap with each other, I'm not going to be starting that series up again until all of the first generation is done. However, I'll still probably upload the drawings I have of them.

Anyway, for those of you read the first draft I have of The Legend of Fire and Lightning will instantly notice the complete makeover of the prologue. I decided to keep it suspenseful and not give as much information away as I did before, and also add in a little more about some important plot elements that come in later, and will definitely be explained later on down the road.

Phineas and Ferb, related characters(c) Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh

Emily Kinney, related characters, story (c) Me
Remaking of PnF stories in progress...please be patient.

It's been way too long since I've been on here.

Sorry for being pretty much dead...I've had to take care of other stuff.

So, if anybody's been in my gallery lately, you've seen the new story folders.  Good for you!

Now, those aren't the only ones I have, though.  In fact, there's a sequel to The Courtroom Phantom, and as (I think) I mentioned in Turnabout of GUILT, it's part one in a five part series.  I'm still going to do my Phineas and Ferb fanfics, as well, and I'm going to do my Oliviaween project year round, then present it to Creepe on Oliviaween, when it should be complete.

Also, how does Professor Layton and the Steampunk Clockwork Angels and Professor Layton and the Diamond of Destiny sound?  I'm going to make a Professor Layton trilogy fanfic, but I need a third title to tie everything together.

I'm also still working on the new character profiles, so please be patient about them.

Well, that about does it for updates, so let's move on.

niklik429 tagged me, so I shall do this...again.

1. You must post these rules. 
2. Each person must share ten things about themselves (in their own journals of course).
3. Answer the ten questions that you were asked and come up with ten questions for the people you tag. 
4. Tag ten people and put their icons in your journal.
5. Inform the people who are tagged that they are tagged. 
6. No "tagged if you read this" stuff. 
7. Legitimately tag 10 people, yada-yada-yada, you know the drill. 
8. No tag-backs.

10 things about me

1.  I'm currently writing fanfiction for the Phineas and Ferb, Ace Attorney, and Professor Layton fandoms.

2.  I'm still wondering what the heck the "Layton 7" thing is.  Is it a joke, or what?  I doesn't make any sense to me.  The closest I've ever got to a reasonable explanation is that Layton gets turned into a dog, and he has to get back to normal...but even that makes no sense.

3.  I want Pokémon X and Dual Destines.  I'm watching a Let's Play of them both.

4.  My favorite Dual Destines characters are Athena Cykes, Simon Blackquill, Juniper Woods, Hugh O'Conner, and Robin Newman.  New OTPs:  AthenaxApolloxJuniper.

5.  Bird Pokémon are awesome.

6.  I saw Catching Fire, and it was AWESOME.  Go see it if you haven't.

7.  Of all of the animes I've watched, I've only finished two series(B gata H kei and the subbed version of Cardcaptor Sakura.  I'm going to watch the rest of the dubbed version, too, because they changed the ending of it.).

8.  I watch Hetalia.(I'm not part of the fandom, though.)

9.  I'm a huge Vocaloid fan.

10.  I'm working on a new drawing technique.  It's a realistic anime style, and it's a lot of fun to draw in.

niklik429's questions

1. do you stare at the ceiling? (because i do)

No, not really.

2. what's your least favorite subject?

Freaking math and bio.

3. what are you looking forward to in 2014? crosses fingers hoping it's plvsaa

Oh, great. doesn't have a remove slash marks thing.  Yayz.

Well, there's The Wind Rises, Professor Layton and the Azran Legacies, Kingdom Hearts 1.5 HD remake, and Professor Layton vs. Ace Attorney.

Not in that order, of course.

4. when you meet someone in school who ships your otp like you what will you do?

Instantly start talking to them about it.

5. do you consider yourself sarcastic?

Not really.

6. favorite instrumental? /hit in the head with a pipe by Layton

That's a tough one.  I'd have to say...once again, not in this exact order...




...The Trauma Team version of Vulnerability, Apollo's, Phoenix's, and Athena's themes in DD, Layton's themes(all versions, by the way), basically anything from the soundtracks of the Trauma Center, Ace Attorney, and Professor Layton series, and Carol of the Bells by Trans-Siberian Orchestra.

7. d...did i...*coughimprovecough*?


8. snackoos? (this is an ace attorney reference/shot by von karma)

SNACKOO ATTACK!!!!  *starts to throw Snackoos in random directions, laughing like a madwoman and singing "Ephinany" from Sweeney Todd*

(By the way...shouldn't that be "whipped by von Karma"...?)

9. do you have a 3ds? (if you do, i will go into your house and steal it)

Hey, you have one, now!  You're not getting mine!  *Clutches pink 3ds close to chest*

10. :iconobjection1plz::iconobjection2plz::iconobjection3plz:


My questions:

1.  Fergalicious, anyone?(Well, this got off on a GREAT start, lol....)


3.  Do you like Vocaloid?


5.  Pokémon or Digimon?  (Make your decision wisely.)


7.  Plain noodles.  What do you think of them?


9.  Have you noticed a pattern with these questions?

10.  ...DID SWEENEY TODD, THE DEMON BARBER OF FLEET STREET.  *Death whistle blows, and I smile*

I tag....

I can't think of anyone else....

Well, I'm off to upload stuff.  See ya lataz!


Journal History


You can simply call me B.R.N.
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Hello random person or fellow deviant! Please call me B.R.N, I would appreitate it.

As you can tell, I suck at spelling, which is ironic, since I want to become a writer when I'm older and I use big words like 'hence,' and 'therefore,' but you won't see that often.

Notice how I say OFTEN. That doesn't mean I WON'T use it, I'll use them OCCAISIONALLY.

Anyway, I am a writer, but I will post drawings. Probably not often, but yes, drawings are nice...

I mainly do Phineas and Ferb fan art and fanfics, though on occiasion I will do original stuff. I also have a lot second generation OCs, so be on the lookout for them as well.

I am a random, fun, Phineas and Ferb obsessive girl with a hot temper that I'm learning to control. I get inspired often, and by almost anything. An image of a squirrel, a song, something someone says, you name it. My imagination is a huge, endless land built on my memories, complete with a haunted dark wood. I spend most of my time there.

I listen to music A LOT, so most of my stuff is inspired by music.


I see critiques and sporks as 1) Hilarious means of entertainment, and 2) A way of telling people what they need to work on.

They're hilariously helpful.

Some things about me:

1. I do not bite. You can ask me about stuff, so don't be shy about it.

2. I would like comments as well as faves.

3. My writing can get pretty dark at times. If you don't want me to have an extrememely dark plot, tell me and I will lessen up on the darkness of my writing. Either way, it's going to be kind of dark.

4. I have a character named Marie Flynn. This is NOT Ely, Pao, and Mel's Marie, but a Marie that I created inspired by them. Same thing with my OC Olivia. She was inspired by Creepecrawlyman's Olivia, but is different from her.

5. I'm not the world's best artist, especially when it comes to anatomy. If you could give me some tips and stuff, that would be nice.

6. Most of my drawings' dates are in the ENGLISH format, so thet go by day-month-year, instead of month-day-year.

7. I am a huge anglophile(meaning I really like British stuff, hence #6.)

I think that's enough rambling here...

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niklik429 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
i was gonna tell you.....

but i think u already knew...

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yep. I learned about it on Court-Records.

Also, they're changing Mahoney's name to Aria, apearently.

I like Mahoney more, but whatever.
niklik429 Featured By Owner Aug 9, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
mahoney mahone aria

as long as she's still mahoney

they can expect a run for mah moneh.

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yep. If Level-5 changes Aryan's name, though, that's when I would be confused.
niklik429 Featured By Owner May 20, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist

nintendo magazine announce that the plvspw will be released by the end of 2013 :iconcutenessoverloadplz:

so i made this to celebrate [link]

lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner May 20, 2013  Hobbyist Writer

Though, some people have been saying that it may be like Dual Destines, and be only available in the eShop, not a retail release.

At least, that's what I heard around Youtube, but I'll check Court-Records and both Wikis.

If it's retail, then I have one more thing to be excited for.

By the way(I'm just curious), but do you live in Europe or North America?
niklik429 Featured By Owner May 21, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
no, i live in asia,

specifically, the philippines
lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner May 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer

I'm still jealous of Europe.

They're getting Azran Legacies before us.
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RedJoey1992 Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2013  Student General Artist
hey have you look at my present to CreepECrawlyMan?
lovelyBRN13 Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah, I did.
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