Cursed or Unlucky

Disclaimer: Jimmy Neutron is not mine. I own only the OC's and parts of the plot.

Story to Read: Anything by soulful-sin and by Eternal Silence

Penance 1: Hiding a Dark Secret

Mrs. Libby Neutron washed up the dishes as James Isaac Neutron her husband dashed out the door with their daughters Candy and Hillary.

Libby had time off from her choreography job and used it to spend more time at home and to work at Retroville Radio three times a week.

Libby sighed after she was done cleaning and went up to the attic. She walked until she came to a green chest and used a key hidden in the groove on the right side of an old night table to open it. In it were photo albums. Libby dug down deep and took out two. One large purple one and a small pink one. She locked the chest then went back to the kitchen. After sitting down she opened the larger album first.

She looked at smiling pictures from her Elementary School days. Pictures of her, Sheen, Cindy, Jimmy (James), Nick, Carl and the rest of their classmates. Libby smiled back and continued looking through the album. Birthdays, Barbeques, things that involved her and her friends and acquaintances filled those album pages. After looking at those pictures for a while, she closed that album. With a forlorn sigh she opened the pink one. This was a special album, almost like a diary with pictures instead of words. She looked at different photos mostly of her and Cindy and laughed. She missed Cindy. She missed her a lot.

But Cindy would never come back. Libby knew that. At least she knew that for sure nine years when she went to an address given to her by the private investigator she had hired. Among other things she had found that the Vortex family knew where Cindy was the whole time. But for some reason lied that they couldn't find her. She had confronted Mrs. Vortex only to have the door angrily slammed in her face.

But when she saw Cindy happily exit her blue station wagon at a pretty little house, she found out why. Out the back exited two excited six year olds. Both had Cindy's blonde hair. The girl was in a pink dress, had her hair in a ponytail with a red ribbon, wore green socks and white shoes. The boy had on a black shirt, blue denim shorts, white socks and white sneakers with blue stripes. What horrified Libby most was that when she saw their faces from across the road, she noticed their eyes, Jimmy's eyes. Everyone in Retroville now knew that James a.k.a. Jimmy was Cindy's half brother. If it were found out that Cindy had children by him…Libby didn't want to even imagine the disaster. That's why after sitting in her car for over ten minutes in shock Libby left. She wanted to say hello to her friend, hug her and only be interested in Cindy's best interest and bringing back the good old days. But she knew she couldn't. Not without risking others back in Retroville finding out. As she drove away that day Libby shed her tears. Not only because she had missed the opportunity to reunite with her best friend. But also in shame. In shame of the fact that she knew that she was leaving for another reason. That reason being back then, she and James had been engaged for six months.

"Bye Dad!" Candy cried happily and ran into school barely making it on time.

"Have a good day Candy!" James shouted back then drove off.

He secretly hated the name Candy. But it was better than Libby's initial choice, Cindy.

Cindy's gone. Everyone has to move on, especially Libby. I know that she hides stuff from her time with Cindy in that green chest in the attic. She tries to play off the stuff in there as nothing but some old useless stuff. But I know better. It's okay that she wants to keep some stuff to herself. But I just want her to forget about Cindy. It might sound cold but that ungrateful witch made me run away from my family as a teenager just to tell me six months later that it was over and I should go home and how she hated me. I lied and told everyone when I returned that Cindy wanted to stay and I wanted to go home. Actually I wanted to stay with Cindy. She was my first love. I gave my heart to her. Then she stomped it like the witch she is. Like the witch her mother is. I thought they were different. After getting to know Cindy I actually felt ashamed believing she and her mother were the same. Not anymore. I feel nothing but hate and loathing for her now. She's an evil bitch. No apologies given. She used me, made me run away from home and even caused me to be arrested by the police when it was suspected that she hadn't returned because I had harmed her in some way. I was even accused of being a part of human trafficking! I just hope Cindy stays wherever she is. I never want to see her again!

There was a gurgle in the backseat and James smiled. He was taking his three-year old daughter Hillary to Retroville Caring Care Centre. He felt that Libby needed a break. He was glad that she was home more often. But she would work herself ragged since she wasn't used to having so much spare time. He swore that was where Candy got her hyperactivity from.

James loved his daughters to death. Candy looked just like Libby. Chocolate skin, brown eyes, black hair, everything. His seven year old was in the fifth grade though. So he knew that she had his brains. Candy wanted to be a model and a movie star. But she also wanted to be a psychiatrist. James found it hard to believe that she could do both. But her mother encouraged her to do everything that she wanted. James being the completely logical parent sometimes viewed his doubts but got berated by Libby. So sometimes he just kept quiet and nodded. Hillary his three year old was a female version of him (except for his head). Same brown hair, same eyes, she just looked like how he'd probably look if he were female. Some people even thought that Hillary was his child and Candy was Libby's child, not that both he and Libby were their parents. It irritated them both sometimes but James knew that they didn't mean anything by it. At least most didn't.

James saw the day care centre up ahead and sighed with relief. Traffic was brutal on the road to the day care centre and he was late enough for his job at the Hospital.

Nick Dean stepped out of the modelling agency angrily. Ever since he came out being gay two years ago, his appeal has a model had all but dried up. He was still rich yes, but his career now mainly leaned towards modelling for gay magazines and related commercials and movies. He got increased exposure to the gay community but he wanted equal exposure. He liked girls but wasn't interested in them like a heterosexual man would be. That feeling he had towards men.

Nick climbed into his Jaguar and drove off. He had over one hundred cars. All rare, all quality. He loved his black jaguar, red Ferrari, and blue corvette the best. He also had a rare psychedelic sixties van that he rode sometimes. He brushed back his sleek black hair and closed his brown eyes tiredly as he drove into the garage at his Mansion.

Meanwhile Carl Wheezer shut down his laptop and put it away. He looked at his watch. It was 5:30pm. He was head of his Technology Company, Wheezer Technologies. Carl never married but money afforded him all he needed. All except one thing. Judy. She and her husband died seven years ago in a plane crash. But even if Judy lived she was dedicated to her husband Hugh.

Why did I have to be the mature one of the group? A kid having a crush on his own friend's mother. Well more than just a crush but still. I just can't get her out of my mind. It's like a curse. But yet I was so blessed to have known Mrs. Judy Neutron when she was alive.

Carl sighed and decided to just leave his office and head home. He didn't know how his life could get any worse.

"It's 9pm," Sheen said coldly, "does your Mom know where you are young lady?" he asked.

"No Sheen," Sheen said imitating a teenage female voice as he moved the lower jaw and lips of the dead blonde teenager, "but I don't care, I only want to be with you."

Sheen laughed and grabbed the dead girl and swung her around in a tight hug.

"Oh Shirley," Sheen said and sighed, "you're 60th girl I've killed," he said happily, "too bad the rigor has set in," he said sadly, "you were so much more flexible earlier," he said softly and kissed her.

Done

The next chapter will be more detailed and you'll get to meet the OC's of this story. Please read and review.

P.S. : I just recently decided to let Jimmy be called James since his name is really James Isaac Neutron and as an adult I believe he'd use his biological name. As a result I decided to change Cindy's son name from James to Jim. I hope this doesn't cause too much confusion and sorry for any inconvenience. The ratings now M for random morbid and angrily confrontational moments.