(Sorry for the delay guys! I haven't had much time for writing on the computer, and when I do, writers block starts up. So now here I am, finally have lots of ideas for the eleventh chapter and the computer decides it doesn't like me! Probably with good reason, yelling at the screen when it doesn't work right, you'd be mad to. Anyways, enjoy the next chapter! And don't forget to read and review!)

Chapter 11: Truth or Denial?

Jimmy watched his feet as they lazily dragged along the sidewalk. He was lost in thought about Sheen's testimony. The more he thought about it the more it angered him. What upset and confused him the most was deep down he thought Sheen might be right, and he couldn't shake the feeling.

He shook his head in a vain attempt to put his mind at ease. His eyes finally left his feet and he looked up, narrowly avoiding contact with a mailbox. He looked down at the name on the box; NEUTRON'S. He let out a long sigh and started up the drive. Half way up to the front door, an idea struck him like a brick.

"Oh, boy", he sighed, "Do I even have it with me?" He thrust his hand deep in the pocket of his jeans. He dug around, until at last, his fingers rested on a small, smooth, medal object. He grabbed it and yanked it out of its dwelling. Once out, Jimmy stared blankly at his open hand containing the device.

It was a cylindrical medal gadget, with the Neutron's atom symbol, as normally seen on Jimmy's inventions, on the side. The words inscribed across the invention read, 'Holographic voice projector'. Slowly a smile began to form on Jimmy's lips, as he looked over his shoulder at the Vortex domicile.

"Brain Blast." He whispered under his breath. He about-faced and walked casually across the street and up the driveway of Cindy's home. Once at the door, doubt filled his head. Telling him to turn back, to not go through with it. He wasn't even sure what 'it' was anymore. His plans normally consisted of a lot of scintifical yada, yada, as Cindy would say, but not this time.

"Cindy must be rubbing off on me." He said with a smile.

All he knew was the out come if this worked. But that was all that mattered, the out come. To prove if Sheen was right about Cindy, or, as Jimmy hoped, if he was dead wrong. That was all it took, knowing he would prove Sheen wrong, but the doubt remained. He shoved the thought aside and knocked on the door. The door gave way, making Jimmy fall forward a step.

Inside the house it was dark and silent. There was no noise, except the groaning of the house as it settled.

"Hello?" his questioning voice reverberated off the walls. "Spooky." He made his way up the stairs to Cindy's bedroom. The floor creaked with every step he took. When he got to the top, he walked up to the first door and stopped. Someone, probably Cindy's mom, had painted right on the door in hot pink; 'Cynthia's room'.

Jimmy reached for the knob, recoiled his hand once, and then grabbed it. Slowly he turned and pushed the door open. He hoped no one was in there. The door swung open. Jimmy sighed with relief. The room was empty.

As he stepped inside, he felt his fingers clinch around his invention tightly. His knuckles were turning white from the lack of blood flowing to them. Fearing that if he were to release his grip, something would go wrong.

Jimmy walked up to a wall, closest to her bed, and carefully mounted the Holographic voice-recording device to it. When it was on tight, he pushed a button on it and immediately the device disappeared.

"The cameo button, best idea ever." He smiled proudly. He wiped his brow and turned to leave, when the sound of a dog panting stopped him short. He stood as still as he could, the sweat poured from his face and his heart pounded. In fact he could, not only feel his heart, but he could hear his heart pounding inside his chest.

Jimmy's attention was redirected to the door as the clicking sound of claws on hard wood floors echoed up the hall. The noise finally came to an end as Humphrey walked in. The dog looked up, saw Jimmy, barked once, and finally sat down. Jimmy sighed, relived at the sight of Cindy's old dog.

Jimmy chucked at the sight of a friendly face. He bent down and scratched him behind the ears. It was at that moment he saw it. Someone had tucked a letter in Humphrey's collar. Jimmy took it out and shook his head when he saw whom it was addressed to.

"No", he whispered, "It can't be!" Someone had written to, 'James I. Neutron'.

(Guess what. CLIFFHANGER!!!! Aren't I a stinker? Aren't I just EVIL?! Anyways, hope ya'll liked it. Sorry if it's to short, I'm already working on chapter twelve. I love cliffhangers. Any who, REVIEW!! Please and Thank you!)

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