"Rita… I need you and Lynn to look after him."

"Huh, but dad, we just had Lynn Jr! We don't know if we c-."

"Please Rita. This is important. He's important. I wouldn't be asking you if it wasn't. Besides, the girls seem to have already taken a shine to him. I mean, junior starts crying every time we try to seperate them. Not to mention, having another guy in the house will probably be good for Lynn. If it'll help, I'll send you all some more money each month as well to help take care of the expenses. I know raising a family this big isn't easy, especially with you and Lynn trying to work your ways up to better positions."

"...Okay I'll talk to Lynn about it, so what's his name?"

"He… doesn't have one yet. He showed up on my doorstep last night so I haven't really had a moment to give him one. Was too busy trying to make sure he was taken care of and making a backup plan just in case I couldn't leave him with you."

"Really dad? You couldn't have… fine… you say the letter said he was born on February twelfth right? Knowing who's birthday that is, I'm pretty sure a good name for him would be…"

"Lincoln Loud!"

"Huh?!"

In a occupied classroom, a head with a mess of white hair shot up from a desk at the sound of a loud voice. Light blue eyes looked around confused and alarmed as they saw the looks of amusement from other students along with their ears picking up some laughter. They then turned to the front to see a middle aged dark skinned woman dressed in a blue dress giving an annoyed expression.

The woman sighed, trying to calm her growing annoyance. "Nice to see you've decided to wake up from your nap. I apologize for boring you, wasn't aware my lecture was that uninteresting."

The boy named Lincoln blinked, before scratching the back of his head with a sheepish laugh. "Haha, sorry about that Mrs. Holmes. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night."

"Well I suppose that's understandable, given how chaotic your house can be." The teacher admitted, but still kept her stern look. "However, I suggest you find a solution. You all have midterms coming up soon which can possibly fail you this semester if you don't perform well. That goes for all of you, not just Lincoln. So unless any of you want to take home a big fat F, I suggest you kids study hard to make sure you do well. Am I clear?"

"Yes Ma'am!" The class choursed. Mrs. Holmes let out a smile before continuing with her lecture.

Lincoln let out a sigh as he leaned back in his chair, thankful he hadn't gotten into too much trouble. It probably helped he had a good relationship with most of his teachers due to being a good student who stayed out of trouble. His eyes looked around the classroom once more, taking noticed of a dark skinned boy with glasses giving him a small sympathetic look before turning his attention to the board where the teacher stood in front of.

'Still though…' Lincoln's eyes turned to his teacher as he took notice of something at the top of her head.

Andrea Holmes

Level 15

Royal Woods Middle Social Studies Teacher

'What is up with this stuff and why am I the only one who can see it?' The white haired boy shook his head. For the past few weeks, it had been like this. He was getting quests, seeing stats on people and himself, and even getting experience points or stat points for doing several tasks. It was like his life was turning into some RPG.

'Well it doesn't seem to be too harmful for right now. Just hope I'm not going crazy.' Lincoln sat up properly in his chair as he brought a pencil out. 'Better pay attention to her lecture or she'll never get off my back.'

Just a normal school day for him…

Soon end of the school day bell had rung and students poured out of the building either walking home, going to catch a bus, or heading to one of the after school clubs.

Lincoln stood in front of his locker entering in his combination to grab his belongings and head home for the day, before hearing a whistling sound from behind him. Turning around quickly, he held his hands out as something collided in them causing him to grunt a little. Looking down, he saw a football causing him to chuckle knowing who the culprit was.

"Lynn, can you not throw stuff at me while I'm busy?" The teen asked, throwing the football over to a brunette with a small ponytail and wearing a red and white sports jersey set with black and white cleats. The girl grinned, her brown eyes shining mischievously as she caught it and walked over to him.

"Had to test out your senses and reactions bro." Lynn tossed the football around, her grin never leaving her face. "Still top notched as always. Guess that martial arts training helped after all, huh?"

"If by martial arts training, you mean when you would pop up out of nowhere and yell 'Training time!' before attacking me, then I guess it did." Lincoln dryly responded, but had a smirk on his face. Lynn always was energetic, which is why their parents had started to sign her up for sports to begin with. She took to it pretty well if he'd say so himself considering she was easily the most athletic student in the school and was captain of a few teams.

Of course, she often wanted someone in the family to train with. Lincoln most of the time was the lucky, or unlucky, choice as she would usually drag him from whatever he was doing to train with her most likely due to being only a month apart in age and the fact that he was a boy so she could be as rough as she wanted to be. Usually he didn't mind too much, it helped him stay in shape and he always felt closest to Lynn out of all his siblings, even if sometimes he was sore after their training sessions. There were times, however, Lynn would go a bit overboard and he would be a bit more than sore after a training session.

Lynn pouted, giving her younger brother a playful glare along with a small punch to the arm. "Well I'm sorry, but the Lynner has no dial it back button! Give a 100 percent always! That's my motto!"

"Fair enough!" Lincoln sounded, chuckling as he did so. "Wouldn't have you any other way."

Lynn smiled, a small almost unnoticeable blush of embarrassment on her face before changing the subject. "So, you headed home?"

"Yeah, need to start studying for the midterms." Lincoln responded, as he grab the last of his things and closed his locker. "Suggest you do the same as well. Don't want to fail any classes and get kicked off any teams now do you?"

"Eh, I'll just get some tutoring from Lisa like always. Going to do some training before then." Lynn waved her hand nonchalantly. "Already got her booked all the way until the day before the exams."

Lincoln raised an eyebrow. "How'd you managed to do that? Thought for sure she'd be busy with the rest of our sisters."

"Skills Linc! I also made sure to stay on top of something that wasn't sports for once." Lynn gave a proud look, crossing her arms. She then turned away with a grimace. "That… and I promised her I'd be a test subject for a few of her experiments if she put me ahead of everyone else."

"...Are you sure that was a good idea?" Lincoln was honestly concerned, knowing how crazy their genius younger sister could be with her experiments. Having had been a test subject a few times himself, he's grown a bit wary of her.

Lynn looked away nervously, rubbing her arm. "Probably not… but you know the motto. Give a 100 percent always!"

"If you put that much effort towards your studies, maybe you wouldn't be almost failing your classes and having to sell out your body to science to get help." Lincoln grinned at the glare he got from Lynn. "Just messing with you… mostly. Though for real, I have to head out. I'll see you back at the house later Lynn."

"Alright, see ya Linc!"

With that the white haired teen left the school, waving at his sister who proceeded to run towards the gym.

"So Linc, got any plans for winter break once midterms are over?"

Lincoln blinked turning to his dark skinned friend, Clyde, who was walking besides him as they went home. They could have caught the school bus, but Lincoln had decided he had wanted to get some exercise and walk the way. Not to mention it was a pretty nice day despite being a bit cold and it wasn't like they lived too far out.

"Mmm, probably just chill… no pun intended." Lincoln responded, knowing one of his sisters would probably approve of that pun. "Maybe even train with Lynn some."

"Train?" Clyde echoed, raising an eyebrow. "Didn't know you were into that stuff Linc."

Lincoln scratched the back of his head sheepishly, wearing an awkward grin. "Yeah well… decided to start working out and toughen up. That and Lynn's always disappointed that she doesn't have anyone else in the family to train with as well, especially since the only other real physical one is Lana but she's too young to keep up with Lynn in some of the exercises. Not to mention Lynn would probably be worried about hurting her in the more physical sports. Besides, it's pretty fun even though she really needs to learn how to dial it back."

"Heh, I can imagine. Lynn seems like she's always going 100% all the time." Clyde muttered, remembering the last time he joined the athletic Loud in one of her sports.

That sprained ankle didn't make a fun six months. At least she apologized for it and helped him out around the school when Lincoln couldn't.

The friends conversed for a bit more, before they eventually reached the splitting point to their homes. Saying their goodbyes to one another, they split up to go to their respective houses.

Lincoln took a breath of cold air before exhaling as he was walking. "Open menu."

Suddenly two blue holographic screens appeared in front of him. One screen had a portrait of him with a red bar labeled HP while a blue bar was labeled MP. Below those bars were several words in a box named STR, INT, WIS, DEX, AGI, and VIT; each with their own numerical value. On top of his portrait was a number three with the word 'LEVEL' to the left of it. Underneath that was another series of numbers with words that read XP/Next. On the second screen was a full body portrait of himself along with bars near parts of his body. On them were names of clothing along with a description of each article and a set of parameters.

Lincoln scanned both menus before closing them with a tap of his finger and shaking his head with a sigh. 'Seriously this stuff doesn't make any sense. Guess there's no real point in worrying about it…"

He continued to walk down the block, soon approaching his home before the sound of wheels rolling on concrete caught his attention. Not even looking, he sidestepped to the let as a figure on a skateboard came rolling past him.

"Not bad Lame-O!" the figure called as they stopped a couple of feet away from him. Shaking their head, they took over the helmet revealing a feminine face with black hair that was done in a neat ponytail. The girl had tanned skin and black eyes along with being of Hispanic heritage. She was dressed in a purple hoodie, blue jeans, and purple shoes. She smirked at Lincoln, kicking up her skateboard and picking it up before walking over to him, her height reaching his neck.

Lincoln smiled a bit wryly. "Nice to see you too Ronnie Anne. Though I would prefer if you didn't try to run me over."

"Heh, not like I ever managed to do so." Ronnie Anne snickered to herself, putting a hand on her waist. "I can never get the drop on you."

"You can probably thank Lynn's 'training' for that." Lincoln muttered, just loud enough for the latina to hear. "Always have to keep an ear out for her, or I'll end up on the ground in pain."

"Fair enough." the tomboy chuckled, before giving Lincoln a wry smile. "The other sisters help in that regard I imagine."

Lincoln scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile on his face. "When you live in a house with ten sisters, four pets, and two parents… you either learn how to be aware of your surroundings or you end up with a broken body."

Ronnie Anne once again laughed, this time joined by Lincoln who chuckled. The two converse for a bit as they walked the rest of the distance home, namely going over the school day before arriving in front of the Loud house.

"Well this is my stop." Lincoln held his fist out to Ronnie Anne with a smile. "See you around Ronnie Anne.

The latina tomboy grinned, bumping fists with the white haired boy. "Smell ya later Lame-O."

With that, she walked the short extra distance to her own home as Lincoln walked to his door. Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his key and unlocked his door. Opening it, he quickly dodged to the side as a pink car came speeding out with two small blonde girls in it as it proceeded down the walkway and onto the sidewalk.

"Sorry Linc!" The one girl wearing a red cap yelled as they kept going.

"Just make sure you guys don't stay out too late!" Lincoln yelled back before smiling to himself as he walk into the house. 'Welcome to the Loud House…'

Inside the house… was chaos. He could hear loud music being played from upstairs, knowing that was one of his older sisters Luna "rocking out" most likely, something she often did in her room when the parents weren't home yet. Taking a peek into the living room, he saw one of his younger sisters, Lisa, watching a science documentary on the television at max volume. Besides her, slept his youngest sister, Lily, who was wrapped in her blanket and was somehow not disturbed by the noise.

'Better than her becoming part of one of Lisa's experiments…' Lincoln thought, remembering a few times Lisa tried to make their baby sister a test subject, namely because Lily had no real idea of what was going on and wasn't aware enough to refuse. Him, his other sisters, and their parents squash those attempts though before any real harm could be done.

"Oh Linky!"

Lincoln turned to the stairs to see one of his older sisters, Leni, coming down with a smile on her face. She stopped in front of him, grabbing his hands. "I was wondering if you could be my model for me! I totes could use your help since these clothes can fit you!"

Lincoln blinked. "You started working on men clothes now?"

"Well… not actually. But these clothes would totes fit you since they're for teens, and no one else in the family really likes helping me out with fashion." Leni explained, before giving him a pleading look. "Pleeeeassse Linky?"

Lincoln chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "When you give me that look, how can I refuse? I'll meet up with you later when I get some rest, alright? So give me about thirty minutes."

Leni nodded, clearly excited and satisfied with his choice before going up the stairs to prepare. Just then as if on cue, a blue screen popped in front of him with a wall of text.

Help Leni with her fashion

"Your sister Leni requires your help in her outfit making. Be a good brother and help her out by 4:30 PM."

Reward for Success: 150 XP. Increased reputation with Leni. Increased Charisma.

Consequences for failure: 50 XP. Decreased reputation with Leni.

Accept(O)/Decline(X)

Lincoln shook his head with a sigh. Of course this would be a quest.' He hit the accept button before walking into the kitchen. Opening the pantry, he scanned the shelves for a snack before he eyes spotted a bag of chips. Grinning, he reached up and brought it down before closing the pantry.

"Lincoln."

"Whoa!" The white haired teen jumped, nearly dropping the bag before managing to settle down. Turning to his right, he gave what was a mix between a glare and a look of exasperation towards the source of the other voice. "Lucy… someone's going to deck you one day if you keep doing that."

"Sorry." The goth apologized, but didn't look the least bit sorry to Lincoln. It was a bit hard to tell due to the bangs covering her eyes however. "I have a poem I would like your opinion on."

Lincoln gave a small sigh, before giving a smile. "Okay, let's hear it."

Lucy nodded before beginning. "My love is like water. Bursting forth. Like a dam breaking. All control lost. Water rushing, churning, turning landscape to mud. Time runs out. Water. I feel the impending doom. My love." She stopped, looking up at her older brother. "So how was it?"

"Pretty good Lucy." Lincoln said, giving her a small clap. "You put a lot of effort into it I can tell."

Lucy gave a small smile at her older brother. "Yes, there's a recital coming up at the poetry club soon so I've been practicing a lot."

"Well I'm sure you'll do a great job at it." Lincoln grinned, patting her head. "Just have confidence in yourself, and you'll be fine."

"Thanks Lincoln." Lucy said, nodding at her brother before walking out of the kitchen.

Lincoln sighed, taking a look at the oven clock. 'Still have time before I have to go help Leni. Might as well go get some rest…'

He began to walk out the kitchen before bumping into a tall blonde girl dressed in a light blue tank top and brown shorts which were completed with light blue shoes and a pair of white earrings. She stared down a Lincoln with a neutral expression as the boy cracked a small grin.

"Ah my bad Lori." Lincoln apologized, stepping to the side. "Wasn't watching where I was going."

Lori rolled her eyes. "Whatever twerp." She proceeded to walk into the kitchen, towards the refrigerator.

Lincoln frowned rolling his eyes as well, turning to leave the kitchen. His oldest sister had always been like that since she started high school, so it didn't bother him in the least bit nowadays.

"Hey Lincoln."

Lincoln turned to see Lori leaning against the refrigerator, with a small cup of ice cream along with a spoon her hands. She took a small spoonful in and swallowed before continuing. "I heard from Bobby you and Ronnie Anne have been hanging out a lot lately. He even said today he saw you guys walking home together."

"She's one of my best friends and is pretty fun to hang out with, so I guess we've been hanging out with each other more often lately. About the last part, it's something we do when we can, especially when Clyde is busy." Lincoln explained, raising an eyebrow. "Bobby doesn't have a problem with it does he?"

Lori shook her head, a small smirk on her face. "Don't worry, he doesn't. He trusts you around Ronnie Anne and knows you wouldn't hurt her. I literally made sure he knew that you weren't that type of guy. That and he knows she can take care of herself."

Lincoln agreed with that last part. He's seen the latina tomboy in a few fights over the years.

She won all of them, even if her opponent was a boy who also was much bigger than her.

He knew better than to mess with the "Queen of Pain."

"Still though…" Lori's eyes seem to gain a glint as her tone began to grow teasing. "You sure you two are just best friends?"

"Lori. Don't." Lincoln knew full well what his oldest sister was implying, and wanted no part of it.

Lori's smirk and glint in her eyes remained. "I don't know Lincoln… you two have seem pretty close lately. What with her coming over sometimes and you going over to her house a couple of times."

"We're just really good friends." Lincoln explained, a small annoyed glare on his face. "Ronnie Anne and me aren't dating and we don't plan on it any time soon."

Lori's smirk grew a bit wider as she tossed her ice cream cup in the trash. "Whatever twerp. That's what they all say at first." As she walked passed Linc, she stopped and turned around to give him a wink. "If you want any help in wooing her, just let me know. I can help you drop a few hints."

Lincoln blushed, getting a small laugh from his sister as she walked to the living room. Groaning, he scratched the back of his head. 'What a pain…'

Exiting the kitchen, he began his trek up the stairs putting a finger in both of his ears to try and block the noise out from his sister's playing. Not that he thought it was bad, Luna was a music prodigy in his opinion, but it was way too loud at times.

'Ironic that a Loud would be complaining about too much noise…' Lincoln chuckled at the thought before arriving at his door. Stopping for a second, he turned the knob and opened the door before ducking quickly as a pie came flying out and hit the wall.

"Nice try Luan!" Lincoln called, smirking to himself. "But I'm not going t-SPLAT!"

As if on cue, another pie came out of nowhere and hit the teen right in the face cutting him off from his gloating. He blinked twice before a familiar laughter reached his voice as he saw a brunette with her hair tied in a ponytail along and wearing a white sleeveless shirt along with a yellow skirt and stockings came out of another room.

She grinned at Lincoln, showing off her braces and overbite. "Pie beg to differ Lincoln! Hahaha, get it?"

"Yeah, Yeah I get it." Lincoln grumbled, going into the bathroom to fetch himself a towel. He loved his jokester sister and wouldn't have her any other way, but she could get annoying with her constant pranks and puns.

Luan followed after him, a smile still on her face though laced with a hint of concern. "You alright Linc?"

Lincoln looked away from the towel for a moment with a smile. "Yeah I'm fine Luan. Just been a bit preoccupied with stuff lately. Midterms are coming up soon as well, so that's been adding to it."

"Well it's not like you're Lynn, so you should be alright with that." Luan said, watching as her brother threw the towel in the hamper. "But are you sure it's just that? You've been acting a bit distant lately."

"It's nothing Luan." Lincoln gave his sister a reassuring smile. "Just been busy lately that's all."

Luan kept her gaze for a bit longer before nodding and continuing with a soft tone. "Alright… but if something's bothering you let us know, alright? We can help." With that last piece, she walked out the bathroom and down the stairs.

'I don't think you guys would be able to help me with this even if you tried…' Lincoln grimaced at the thought. How could you tell your family that your life was turning into a video game anyway? They'd think he's crazy and Lisa would probably try to run experiments on him to possibly confirm it or see if he's lost his mind.

Or maybe both. Either way there was no way he was becoming his four year old sister's test subject.

It wasn't that he didn't appreciate his sisters trying to look out for him. He greatly appreciated it. It helped from feeling like the black sheep of the family despite the grief he would receive in return at times. But this… this was something they couldn't help in.

Sighing, he walked out of the bathroom and into his room. Tossing his stuff to the side, he sat on his bed for a moment to take a breather. As he did, his mind wandered to what his eldest sister said earlier.

"If you want any help in wooing her, just let me know. I can help you drop a few hints."

"Meddling sisters…" Lincoln grunted, scratching the back of his head as a small blush appeared on his face. He couldn't lie, he did have a small interest in Ronnie Anne. She was definitely cute and her tomboyish interests and personality he found attractive. He wouldn't mind entering a relationship with the Santiago girl, but at the same time he wasn't sure at all if Ronnie Anne felt the same way. He also didn't want to risk harming the friendship the two of them had.

'Bah… no use in worrying about this.' He took a look at his clock, noticing it was time to go see Leni. Hopping off his bed, he walked out his room and down the hall to the room his eldest sisters share.

Night had come and along with it dinner time with the rest of the family. The Loud children sat at two different tables along with their parents. Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, and Lincoln sat at the big, or grown up, table joined by their parents enjoying their turkey meatloaf and vegetables with some small conversation. At the kiddie table as the family prefer to call it, the younger of the Loud siblings played with their food and created quite a bit of noise but not enough to really distract the other side of the family, who were already used to their antics.

The matriarch of the family, Rita Loud, wiped her mouth with a napkin before smiling towards the teenagers of the family. "So kids… I understand that midterms are coming up."

As if on cue, the teens let out groans already not looking forward to this conversation. Their mother took school grades quite seriously, and expected nothing but good grades at the end of each semester from each and every one of them. Brought back anything less than a C without good reason, and you were grounded for the whole vacation time and sent to summer school.

"We're all literally studying hard mom." Lori said, trying to appease to their mother who was giving them all a mix of a stern but amused expression. "Lynn here even went as far as to book Lisa as a tutor all the way until the day before the exams."

Lynn Sr looked surprised at that information. "Really junior?" Getting a nod from his sporty daughter, he laughed slightly. "Now that's what I call being dedicated!"

"Though I still worry about Leni…" Rita muttered under her breath, careful not to let any of her children hear her. "So I take it the rest of you are also working hard?"

"Yeah we totes are mom!" Leni grinned widely. "I even know all my formulas in History class."

"Leni… History doesn't deal with formulas dude." Luna corrected, giving her ditzy older sister an exasperated expression. Leni eyes widened slightly before she went into a thinking position.

"Leni aside… I take it you're studying hard Luna?" Rita asked, as her third eldest nodded. "Good, because if I see that you spent more time rocking out instead of studying like last school year, you won't be seeing any of your music equipment until the end of summer school. Chunk will also be looking for a new person to be a roadie for."

Luna gulped, knowing full well that wasn't a threat. That was a promise, one her mother would surely keep if she had to.

Rita then turned to Lynn and Lincoln. "I also expect good things out of you two. Especially you Lynn, considering you already went ahead and booked Lisa." Lynn nodded as the mother of eleven children turned her gaze fully on Lincoln. "Lincoln, you usually make good grades so I'm not too worried about you. But there better not be a slip up or there will be consequences, understood?"

"Understood ma'am." Lincoln replied, gulping slightly. Their mother was scary when she needed to be.

"Good to see you all understand." Rita smiled, which seemed to take pressure off of the teenagers as they let out a breath of relief. "I hope you guys know why I'm being hard on you. It's a competitive world out there, and if you want to succeed you have to always give your best."

Rita look towards her husband who smiled back at her as he continued the thought. "Me and your mother only want what's best for you all and we both feel like pushing you guys early will help in the long run. We love you kids, don't forget that. We only want what's best for you."

"Yes sir." The children replied, smiles on their faces as they proceeded to finishing their meal.

Lincoln smiled to himself as he looked at his family while eating.

'Wouldn't trade it for the world.'

Wednesday morning had come, and so did the awakenings of the Loud family. They quickly ate breakfast, did their morning rituals, and exited the house to go to their respective places for the day.

Lincoln walked down the street, alone for once. Clyde had texted him and said he was sick today so he wouldn't make it to school, apparently the Chinese takeout him and his dads had last night wasn't agreeing with his stomach. Ronnie Anne had also gone ahead by herself from her parents said while Lynn went ahead with some friends to talk about their plans for training during the winter.

'This isn't too bad.' The white haired boy scratched the back of his head. 'A little peace and quiet is appreciated sometimes. Especially since it's not like I get it often.'

Living in the Loud house, peace and quiet came quite rarely. Sure his room's walls were thicker than most of the house allowing him some more peace than his sisters, but he still could hear them when it came down to it.

Sighing to himself, he reached in his pocket to pull out his phone along with a pair of earphones. Turning on his phone and scrolling through a few apps before finding the music station, he plugged in his earphones as he began to hear music playing.

'Guess today might be a nice and peac-'

BOOM!

As if some deity had read his thoughts, an explosion rocked in front of him knocking the boy backwards a couple of feet on his back and sending his phone to the ground. Groaning, he sat up wincing a bit in pain before he saw something in front of him that made his eyes widen in shock and awe.

There was two girls, standing across from each other on top of two buildings, glaring at one another. Around them it had looked like a riot had taken place as fences were destroyed, buildings were damaged, and the street had seen better days.

One girl was a brown eyed brunette whose hair was in a ponytail. She was wearing a red shirt with green cuffs and collar and a A in the middle, a yellow skirt, and red socks along with black shoes. In her hands were what looked like cards from Lincoln's point of view. Her face was set into a angry yet determined glare as she gazed at her opponent.

On the other side was a pale looking girl that honestly reminded Lincoln a bit of Lucy. Her hair was black and long while her eyes were also black. She was wearing a sky blue shirt with white long sleeves that came from underneath. Her lower body consisted of a black checkered skirt with a purple jumper wrapped around her waist along with dark grey boots. The girl closed her eyes and as if on cue a large shadowy figure rose up from behind her, grinning with terrifyingly sharp white teeth as it's red eyes leered at the other girl. The girl open her eyes as her expression turned into a calm uninterested gaze, as if she was considering this confrontation more of an annoyance than anything.

Lincoln calmly surveyed the scene in front of him, before one phrase finally escaped his mouth.

"What the hell?"

Finally writing again. Woo!

Just an idea I came up with when watching Loud House, wanted to see if I could maybe turn the series into something more action oriented. Also yes Lincoln is now the same age as Lynn and yes he is adopted. Always kind of like that adopted theory for some reason. More will be revealed as we go along in the story. Until then, thank you for reading and please review as it helps me improve. Been a while since I've written anything so I'm probably a bit rusty.