I'm on a roll now. This story will be finished in no time. (I hope) I am not one to keep my word so don't time me or anything. There will be no sequel because I don't know how the heck I could do it. Be prepared for the biggest assortment of clichés I can muster.

Disclaimer: (On vacation.) Well, what do ya know?

Jimmy had spent the whole night flying back to the place where he belonged. Or what was left of it. They were still nearly 50 miles from the boundaries of Retroville and you could see an orange glow hovering above the city. The sight sent a freezing ice pick down the center of Jimmy's stomach.

"Cindy…guys…no." He breathed, terror reaching to the bottomless pit in his chest. A single tear rolled down his face.

"Goddard, step on it!" The teen growled.

In the dark depths of the Yolkian ship, Cindy stirred from a restless, dreamless sleep. She was already terrified enough without the treat of nightmares. Uselessly she tried flinging a strand of blond hair from her face, lurching back and forth, since she was still tied up.

"You, girl, are you sick or something?" Cousin Eddie, whom was guarding her cell, asked.

"What are you- I mean, ooh yeah. I'm sick." Cindy faked.

'Maybe this'll get me out. And I thought those acting classes in high school wouldn't pay off. Maybe the League is still stupider than they seem.' She thought to herself as the genius baby walked into the cell. When he was almost to her she jumped, still bound up onto her tied together feet. After knocking him to his feet and scrambling out of the cell, she slammed the door closed with her shoulder.

"Thank goodness for automatic locking doors." She laughed as she sliced her ties off with a Yokian battle-axe. (A/N: I don't know if they had them, but is it seriously worth nitpicking about?)

Jimmy had now landed in the ruins of his house, which had burned to the ground. He raced into the backyard and sure enough, his lab was obliterated. A large hole was where his lab should have been. Below, he could see twisted metal and pipes through the steam rising from busted ductwork. All his hard work, down the drain. But this was no time and no place to mourn. The League of Villains were preparing for second strike.

The large sound of something mechanical ruptured the dusty air and the ground shook with a force of a 10 of the Richter scale.

"Jimmy!" A familiar female voice emerged despite the noise. A filthy blond haired teen ran through the smog and ash of the once grassy yard.

"Cindy! But I thought. You were. Here?" Jimmy stuttered disbelieving.

"Come on Jimmy! Retroville needs you." Cindy tugged at her loves hand impatiently.

"Cindy, I- I can't." He hung his head, defeated.

"Jim, you haven't even begun to fight. Put that big brain to work like you promised you would. Retroville needs you. I need you." And through her tears, kissed the genius.

"Thanks Cind."

Just as they were about to leave, the "something mechanical" crushed through the trees.

"Come out, come out wherever you are Neutron. We know you're here! Aha!" King Goobot's voice boomed from a loud speaker. Above their heads was a giant machine, over 10 stories high, towering above them. It looked like an ocean oil plant, but instead of concrete it was made of metal and standing on wide, thick feet.

"How do you like my earthquake simulator Neutron? Impressive isn't it?" Goobot gloated evilly. Like operating a crane, he pulled a handle, making the earthquake simulator stomp one of its massive feet. Instantly Jimmy and Cindy were knocked to the ground.

"And that was only one foot!"

They scrambled to their feet and ran to Goddard who was already in fly cycle mode.

"You can't run James Neutron!" Screamed Goobot who couldn't make his machine move fast enough which was only a slug's pace. Jimmy wasn't safe anywhere and Retroville could only last so much longer.