Hello people! Long time no see. Life got in the way, but now I'm back with this new story! I have several chapters written already, but to keep ahead, I'm going to release chapters every Friday or Saturday. Expect a combination of romance (Phinbella!), action, mystery, and drama. Oh yeah, and terrible humor.

Rated T for scary scenes and potential violence. No swearing!

Beta'd by ayahsad167 (all chapters) and Sabrina06 (this chapter).

**Story-Wide Disclaimer**

This disclaimer applies to this chapter and every chapter hereafter. All characters of Phineas and Ferb are the property of Dan Povenmire, Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, & Disney Channel. I own the story idea and nothing else.

Chapter 1: Torn from Reality

Isabella had her eyes trained on the side of Phineas's smirking face. She would not let him catch her staring at him again. Then his head shot up to face hers, but she was already focused on the gauze she was packing into a first aid kit, grinning.

And then her head shot up, catching him looking at her.

"Ha!" she shouted from across the yard. They had devised a little game while working, trying to sneak looks at one another without being noticed. Otherwise they might have died of boredom.

It was a bright summer morning in the lustrous city of Danville, and the two young inventors and their friends were already hard at work. Their Junior year had come to a close on a Friday, only three days before, and to celebrate, the gang was heading to Badbeard lake to go camping. Not everyone from the old gang remained—some of the ex-Fireside girls had moved away, and others had simply found other friends—but Ginger, Adyson, Gretchen, Isabella, and all of the guys still hung out nearly every day at school or home.

Though it wasn't their most exuberant project to date, most of the day was dedicated towards packing in the Flynn-Fletchers' famous backyard for the week-long trip. Everyone had a task, some easier than others, but all important. It was a small price to pay, however, for the fun they would be having in the coming days. Ferb had thoroughly composed a camping schedule jam-packed full of hiking and activities, with just enough time between adventures to rest and recover.

Isabella was particularly excited about this trip because of the crazy adventures they would pursue, such as the spelunking Ferb had mentioned or rediscovering the stash of beards they had hidden somewhere near the lake. They were even planning to hike Mount Santa, the tallest mountain near Badbeard Lake which was named for its history of glaciers and snow. Of course, that meant hauling around snow gear for snowball fights and such, but after a month in the summer heat, it was quickly becoming the most anticipated activity.

Even more exciting than Mount Santa, however, was simply time to recover from a year of school. Isabella's life had been dominated by final exams, honors classes, and school government all year, and while it had been fun to share many of these activities with Phineas and Ferb, it was nice to relax from all the stress.

Isabella stood in the shade of the huge oak tree, supposed to be stocking medical pouches, but she couldn't help but continually watch Phineas from out of the corner of her eye. He was individually sorting through each person's vital equipment, currently adding sleeping bags. Isabella was dearly hoping for a chance to be with him in the coming days, alone. She was all but positive that Phineas knew at least a little about her perpetual attraction towards him. He had caught on to some of her flirtations during the year, and they had even gone to prom as friends.

Suddenly her view was blocked by a certain block-headed Brit. Ferb gave Isabella a smug grin, aware of her ever-present obsession with Phineas, then walked away, shaking his head in amusement.

"Shut up, Ferb," she jested playfully, turning her gaze back to Phineas. And then he turned to stare right back at her, shoot! He and caught her eye and winked, making sure she knew of his victory. Isabella turned slightly pink, but stuck her tongue out at him to hide it. He gave her a toothy grin and turned back to his job, making her smile.

But then he suddenly stiffened, dropping the sleeping bags. He then doubled over, tightly covering his ears. Isabella's smile disappeared.

"Phin?" she called out nervously, her eyes widening. He didn't seem to hear her, but began to wobble for several seconds, then fell to the ground, writhing in apparent agony.

"Phineas!" she shouted in alarm, rushing across the lawn to him. But just as she was kneeling down beside him, a shrill, piercing noise exploded in her eardrums. She clamped her hands to her ears, but the noise only got louder and higher, now vehemently resonating through her brain. She toppled over on top of Phineas, virulently screaming through gritted teeth as the pain intensified. It was like a hammer was being mercilessly thrown around in her head, each thwack twice as agonizing as the last. All of her senses had gone dead, now only subject to this brutal, never-ending torture. The noise became louder and louder, higher and higher, and—

A tremendous flash of light blinded Isabella even though her eyelids were shut tightly. Everything started going cold, and the piercing scream and pain were quickly fading into nothing. In seconds, only a faint echo remained.

Am I dead? thought Isabella as she drifted through space. Dismay and a little regret coursed through her; she had never truly revealed her feelings to Phineas. If I only had one more week, I would have told him, she thought airily.

Isabella continued to drift, but the silence was abruptly shattered by a groan, and something shifted … underneath her. All at once her senses began to work again, and when she finally remembered how to open her eyes, she was once again blinded by light.

After Isabella's eyes adjusted, she looked around, expecting the Flynn-Fletchers' lush backyard cluttered with safety equipment. Maybe her friends would be crowded around her, wondering why she had collapsed for seemingly no reason. Instead, all she saw was thick white fog, icy brown ground coupled with a few upheaved boulders, and ... were those snowflakes?

Another grunt sounded out from beneath her, and she realized that she was on top of someone. Isabella apologetically sprang off of Phineas, who was lying on his side and had been pressed into a snowdrift. He was definitely shivering, suddenly making Isabella all too aware of how bitterly cold the temperature was.

"Are you okay?" she asked for more reasons than one, helping him get to his feet. He made no response, gazing into the swirling white fog in awe. She was beginning to wonder if this was all a hallucination, if she had just drifted into some abnormal variant of Phineas-Land.

Following his gaze, Isabella peered off into the sky and something caught her eye. If she squinted, she could barely make out the craggy peak of a distant, towering mountain. Another loomed beside it, and another, until she realized that they were surrounded by unfamiliar mountains.

"Phin?" she asked again, looking towards him imploringly for some sort of explanation. He still didn't answer, which was strangely unnerving to her. "Phineas, what's going on?" Why wouldn't he answer? But then he finally seemed to come back to the present.

"Where are we?" he finally asked, utterly bewildered. He glanced around, looking for some sort of landmark. "This doesn't make any sense," he muttered, shaking his head. "Did that—just—happen? Did we just teleport?" Isabella watched him worriedly, beginning to shiver as well, as he scratched his head. "It's like somebody decided to stop time, and then moved us to … are we already at Badbeard Lake?"

Phineas took a few steps forward, swiping through the air as if to find some sort of screen, some device causing the icy illusion. But he found none and soon walked back, baffled.

Isabella's breath caught in her throat; she had never been this clueless about where they were. Her mountaineering patch extensively covered every known mountain range on Earth, but none of these mountains matched up. Her Fireside girl knowledge was, for once, of no use, making everything seem rather ominous.

An unexpected, low reverberation sounded from deep underground, which set her off. Isabella instinctively grabbed Phineas's hand and held it tightly, not out of affection, not to warm her hand, but because she was scared. "Phin, what's happening?" she pleaded, not even trying to hide her fear. She could feel her heartbeat pulsing wildly in her chest. "Please tell me this is just a big joke."

"It's okay, Izzy," he comforted, but his shining blue eyes, filled with fear and confusion, gave him away. Both involuntarily stepped towards each other as the full realization washed over them. They were just teenagers, not even out of high school, and they had been abandoned in a desolate, arctic biome that not even Isabella could identify. They had no means of communication with society, nor proper equipment or food to survive. They were in the middle of nowhere, completely and utterly alone.

If you didn't figure it out, that "unexpected, low reverberation" was a very small earthquake. So what did you think? Interesting or a train-wreck? Reviews and constructive criticism are very appreciated, and I always respond!