Hey guys! Thought I'd drop a chapter of extras for you guys!

If anyone was wondering what happened immediately after Phineas was killed in the last chapter, this should answer it!

IMPORTANT: This is entirely in Isabella's POV (1st person)

ALSO IMPORTANT: Phineas and Ferb is not mine to take for keeps!

"No Phineas!" I shouted, "Give me the gun!" I tried to grab the gun from Phineas's hands but he pulled it away at the last second. I tightened the grip on his other hand but that only provoked him to pull that hand away from me as well.

The look Phineas gave me as he lifted the revolver to his head killed me almost more than anything else I had and will see from here on out. It was a mix of his apologies, sadness, happiness, anger all in his ocean blue eyes. It prolonged that second to include every single agony of my life. Phineas's final goodbye was as long as the President's State of the Union speech, each letter brought down a blinding shock of pain.

Phineas looked at me with one last look of love he can muster up, smiled...
Then pulled the trigger.

The scream that came from me wasn't remotely close to human. I watched the ONE crucial supporting beam on my life fell down, never again to rise. The universe collapsed down into one large black hole. And in that moment, came the feelings that I wouldn't normally even consider.

A glass wall shattered, the very barrier between me and what I had used to despised crumpled down. I let it wrapped its scent around me, the feeling of anger, coursing throughout my being. It was refined into a deep hatred for everyone that was left alive in the room. I let it focused into a deadly beam, and before I knew it, I sprung into action.

Having previously completed my Parkour Level 2 training and challenge and earned the patch for it, I did an obstacle vault over the table just as the guards fired. I heard a couple screams as the bullets found someone, but I kept on going and landed on one knee. I found the empty revolver on the floor and I grabbed it, barely ignored the blood at the tip of the barrel.

By instinct, I did a jump spin crescent kick that Phineas taught me and surprisingly it actually connected to one of the guards, the one that was hosting the game and the previous owner of this pistol. The side of my foot slammed into his neck, sending him to the floor almost immediately. Letting the laser focused anger guide me, I immediately got on top of him and clubbed the side of his head with the pistol's grip, then I came right back around for the other side. Then, using both of of my hands, I raised the pistol up high and I brought down the final judgement right between his eyes. Although the guy stopped struggling a while ago because of the multiple traumas he was receiving one after another, this time, he became dead still.

I looked to the closest corner and found that the guard there was dead as well, he was killed in the crossfire. Then I felt a tingling sensation on my back and by instinct, I turned around and threw the revolver in that direction. Surprisingly, my senses didn't fail me and the revolver smashed into another guards face, which caused him to lose his aim on me.

Bullets smashed right through the table as a guard from the other side open fire as he tried to get me through the table. But I moved faster, I grabbed the Uzi of the guard I clubbed, then I dove to the corner where the guard that was killed in the crossfire lay dead and I grabbed his Uzi as well, and just in time as the other guard stopped firing. Duel-wielding two "Mini" Uzis was not easy, the guns in each of my hands were a bit heavy, plus I heard that the smaller the Uzi gets, the higher the rate of fire gets as well. In this case though, I didn't care much of it. I stood up and pointed the guns and the two standing guards in the room. One of them ran out of ammunition and was trying to switch to his pistol, the other was recovering from the sudden impact on his face and he was getting his sighting back.

However, they aren't going to get the chance to do much.

I aimed at their abdomens and when she fired, it was fully automatic and the recoil caused the guns to climb right up to their heart. In this case, I had effectively cut their center mass in half.

It was silent other than the groaning noise that was coming from the other side of the room and instantly I knew the noise came from the guard who first got caught in the crossfire when I vaulted over the table. I saw the man as I walked around the table to him, he grabbed his shoulder and winced in pain. He never knew I was there until I towered over him.

He shrunk back in fear and he tried to crawl backwards only to be met by the corner. He looked me in the eye and I saw the combination of fear and anger in him. That was what prompted me to raise my Uzi towards his face.

Although the guard maintained his death glare, I debated in my mind whether to pull the trigger or not. He is still a human being after all. But in the end I let my own rage took over and it came down to the fact that he let my beloved Phineas die! And besides, in a way, this is showing him mercy anyways because a bullet to the shoulder is as lethal as a bullet to the heart, only much slower because the veins there have to bleed out anyways. So I looked straight into the wall...and put the man out of his misery with one quick pull of my index finger.

I dared not look down, my mind wasn't anywhere around this room except for where Phineas lay, his life already drained away. I dragged his empty shell all the way with me to an empty corner before I collapsed on the ground. I held on to his hand and felt whatever warmth that was left and I cried, and I cried...and I cried...inside and out into the darkest nights as the police sirens wailed not far from here...

That...took a lot longer than expected. It's amazing how far behind you can be in school work after only two days of the stomach bug. Not only that, the next week I needed to miss two more school days for the trip into New York City with my school's music department. And the entire April vacation was just...ugh...busy, and messy.

Anyways, my apologies for taking so long to update another chapter to another story. I know as my time frees up I will get right back to typing up When Time Gets Calling, just bear with me here as I struggle through the life of a high school student.

But if nothing else, then as always, have a great day to you!