Disclaimer: I don't own JN or anything else, except for my new characters…you'll see.

The Truth

A black Audi TT coupe raced down a fairly quiet street, it was rather late at night and everyone was asleep, the car skidded 180 degrees, turning an extremely sharp corner and racing back the other way, a short way behind the sports car, three blue and white police cars, sirens blaring and lights flashing, trying madly to catch up with the daredevil driver of the TT.

The street wasn't so quiet anymore, lights flickered on in windows lining the street, the residents of the houses awake now.

The police cars barely made the turn, they rounded it and gunned their engines, the driver of the TT responded by flooring the accelerator. The cars were approaching a bridge at alarming speeds, the driver of the sports car sent his vehicle flying down the road, it crossed the bridge, but on the other side, it went into a spin, it spun 360 degrees, before the driver gunned his engine again and raced back the other way.

The police drivers weren't nearly as skilled, and had to brake and back up to turn around, by the time they had gained the bridge, the Audi was gone.

"THIS IS INSANE!" Yelled a teenage boy gripping the passenger seat of the Audi, the one-year-older teenager driving was grinning, the scenery whipping by.

"Come on, lighten up."

"LIGHTEN UP! WE'RE ON THE RUN FROM THE POLICE!"

"Chill out, they don't know who the hell we are, I smeared mud on the plates…now you know the truth about this place." The elder boy said, completely relaxed as he switched gears.

"Well yeah…" Jimmy Neutron said resentfully. It had been three weeks since he had first arrived on this accursed island, and already he knew the secret, the "governor" of the island was really in complete control by way of his secret police, they read every email you sent, recorded every phone call you made, and, if you were suspected of rebelling, they bugged your house. Nobody left without the governor's permission, permission that never would be granted, what happens at Seabourne, stays at Seabourne, was the running joke around here, and it was only too true.

The teenager next to him, liked to be called Chase…and he was an amazing driver. He and some others were planning an escape, and they thought Jimmy was the miracle they had been waiting for. The only problem was that if they got caught, they would be killed.

Eventually, Chase pulled into a food warehouse for the island grocery stores, besides being the stock-house for fruit and meat, and every other kind of food, it served as a meeting place for the escapers.

"Hey Chase, Ace, made it one piece, nice man." A tall, lanky eighteen year old addressed them as they stepped out of the car, Jimmy, eternally grateful to be out of that deathtrap wanted to kiss the ground. Everyone had a nickname, and Jimmy had become Ace.

Chase high-fived the eighteen-year-old. "Ace, you've met Shadow, and this is Slick, and Kid, and Ice." Chase said, gesturing to the four other teenagers in turn, first to the eighteen-year-old. Jimmy surveyed them with interest, Shadow was medium height with long black hair and was wearing a leather jacket, Slick was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt, Kid, the shortest, had on a tank top and shorts. Ice, the leader had on cargo pants and a Green Day shirt.

"Hey." Jimmy said tensely, and the others grunted in return.

"You lose the cops?" Ice asked, getting straight to the point.

"Yeah, but not for long, they'll be back this way soon." Chase replied, totally at ease.

"You got a car Ace?' Kid asked interestedly.

"Yeah. I've got a Veyron, custom made." He said.

"Cool, how'd ya trick it out?"

"Nuclear-Fusion engine, grip and magnetic tires, amazing turning, 0-60 in two seconds. This baby can fly, and go under water!" Jimmy enthused.

"Awesome." Even Ice looked impressed.

"Nuclear-fusion, you built that yourself obviously, but how?"

"I could explain but…"

"Never mind, how fast does it go?" Chase asked.

"Well, land speed is 600 mph, but in the air this baby does Mach three." Jimmy said calmly. They all looked dumbstruck for a minute, but recovered.

Ice got back to business, "So, here's the deal, we've got to get out of this hell-hole, and soon, before they find us. Our escape methods are limited, sky and water obviously. I was thinking we could sneak into a plane returning to the mainland, but how?" He said thoughtfully.

"I got a look at the airport firsthand when I first came here, one way only, you come in, but you don't get out. They've got cameras, and guards, and dogs, and metal detectors, and x-ray scanners, and laser trip-wires and DNA ID checks, I honestly don't know how we're going to do it?" Jimmy told them somberly.

"I was thinking, there were these two teenagers (And this is true, I read about in a book called Great Escapes) who had to escape from Cuba, and they managed to hide in the wheel wells of a returning plane." Kid said quietly.

"And they didn't get crushed by the wheels?" Ice asked doubtfully.

"It was pure luck, they pushed against the wheels with their feet, and the wheels are meant to stop if they encounter resistance, unless there is a manual override, so I guess the pilot didn't notice the warning light." Kid said.

"Well, there are too many of us, and we can't count on that kind of luck, so…" Ice began, but he never got a chance to finish, for just then they heard sirens approaching. Slick ran over to a window and smashed a small pane of glass to see out.

"Shit, Ice, we got trouble, they're doing a sweep, cars and helicopters, Apache's, that means heavy weapons.

"Move!" Ice ordered, Shadow, so named for his astounding ability to slip anywhere without getting seen, hide anywhere and break into just about any building, turned on his heel and dashed to the back of the warehouse, he mounted a black motorcycle leaning against a crate and wheeled it over to a back door, kicking open the door, he raced out into the night.

Slick ran a hand through his spiky hair and ran to his own red motorcycle, mounting it and following Shadow out the open door, Chase gestured to Jimmy and they both jumped into his Audi, Ice just stood by the back of the store and waved as they drove away.

"Why wasn't Ice escaping?" Jimmy asked as the car sped along a back street at breakneck speeds.

"Oh, that's basically our base of operations, HQ, whatever, anyway, his dad owns it. So, he knows all these secret passages around the city, underneath the streets is a network of tunnels, mostly for repair and for the secret police to sneak around, but he knows more about them then about the city above, and that's saying a helluva lot."

"Cool."

"Won't the cops recognize your car."

"Nope, I'm pretty smart myself, engineered a disguise system, the material of the shell is sort of a like a liquid screen underneath a clear bulletproof layer of plastic material, so I press this button, and the car changes color, decals, whatever." Chase said, pressing a button on the screen that served as GPS control as well as had data readouts, video-phone interface and served as a screen for you laptop. A variety of other cartoonish icons appeared and Chase selected one in the shape of a blue and white police car. Instantly the shell changed so that it looked like a police Audi TT. He then selected another button and the lights on the car, and one above the windshield began flashing and a siren rang out.

"Let's get those hoodlums." Chase said in a scratchy voice.

"You've got to help me do that for my car." Jimmy said, impressed.