Updated: 11/22/2018
Hello, everyone. Welcome back to he first "Guardian of the Multiverse" story. I'm keeping my promise and re-doing each chapter. Looking back, I'm extremely embarrassed by the many mistakes in this story.
Warning! Lincoln tries to "off" himself but fails.
Royal Woods: 9:45 pm
Year: 2016
Lincoln Loud ran into an alley way with tears running down his eyes. He sat against the brick wall and hugged his legs.
"They think that I'm bad luck, They disowned me! Their only brother...Their only son..." sobbed Lincoln
Lincoln raised his head and looked to the street noticing that vehicles were speeding down the road tonight.
He suddenly came up with a dark idea. If his family treats him like this, what's the point of going on?
"Maybe I can just end it now, My family won't care anyway." Lincoln thought as he got up to his feet and started to walk slowly to the exit of the alleyway.
"A good sprint in the road outta do the job." Lincoln stated as he began to run forward.
But he felt himself forcefully picked up before he ran into the road.
"W-What?" Lincoln muttered fearfully as he saw himself lifted high into the air.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" a voice above boomed
Lincoln looked up to see a floating hooded person holding him up by the back of his shirt.
A second passed which felt like 20 years to Lincoln as he began to freak out.
With Lincoln's thrashing, he slipped through his orange polo and started to fall towards the concrete ground.
"Dang it!" the flying figure said as he quickly flew after Lincoln, his orange polo still in hand.
Lincoln screamed louder as he quickly approached the passing vehicles only to feel his foot be grabbed.
The figure stopped Lincoln's near-death.
"Look, I know that all of this is unusual, but you need to chill out!" The voice commanded as he flew back over to the alley way that Lincoln was in.
The figure gently placed Lincoln feet first on the ground.
Lincoln spun towards the figure that saved him and slowly backed up.
"Hey, don't be scared. Here, put this back on." the figure said as he offered Lincoln his shirt back.
Lincoln's eyes shifted at the hooded man and back to his orange polo in hand.
"It's alright. I won't hurt you.' The man said earnestly
Gulping, Lincoln slowly reached for his polo and as he got close enough, he snatched it away from the figure's hand.
"Rude."
"S-Sorry." Lincoln muttered as he clothed himself.
"So..you mind telling me why you were about to become roadkill?" the figure asked, making Lincoln's blood run cold.
Even though Lincoln knew the answer, he was hesitant to spill.
Yes, he was mad at his family for treating him like bad luck, but it was his fault it escalated so much.
And this guy right in front of him, Lincoln didn't even know what to think.
"Ummm..I don't think you would really be interested or even believe me." Lincoln explained
But the figure could see right past Lincoln's words. By his experience, he has recently been harmed both physically and metaphorically. Times like these tells him that he needs to reveal a little secret to show Lincoln that he ain't so different.
"I know that you're hiding something, Lincoln." he revealed, making Lincoln's heart stop.
"H.."
"How do I know your name? Simple.." The figure interrupted Lincoln as he reached for his hood and pulled back.
The figure revealed himself to have similar appearances to Lincoln such as white hair, caucasian skin, and buck teeth.
Lincoln's jaw dropped as he stared at the person who looked just like him but a few years older, about 15 years of age.
"My name is also Lincoln Loud. But you may call me Ink Linc." Inc Linc explained
Lincoln struggled to find words.
Ink opened his umber brown cloak to reveal that he was wearing an armored suit that consisted of bright orange gloves, boots, and a leathery material covering his hips and pelvis area. On his torso was a blue chest plate and shoulder guards with black going from his sides to above the pelvic area. The elbows, calves, and knees were covered by a steel-like armor that completely surrounds the joint which meets up with the gloves and boots. Around the neck was a black neck guard. Finally, a large brown strap going from his left shoulder to his right hip that held eleven jars of glowing colored liquid in each jar. The colors were Sky Blue, Sea Foam Green, Purple, Yellow, Red, Orange, Black, Blue, Pink, Green, and Violet. But Lincoln could've swore that he saw a twelfth jar that contained white paint, but just for a moment. And on his look-a-like's back, was a three-foot long paintbrush with a purple handle and big brown bristles.
Lincoln took a deep breath before speaking.
"Okay..Why do you look like me? Are you like a clone of me that Lisa made? Or is this all a dream?" he asked only for Ink to laugh as he heard these same questions numerous times before.
"To answer your questions: I'm you from an Alternate Universe, an AU for short." he answered
Lincoln blankly stared at Ink Linc.
"Alternate Universe?" he asked, gaining an inch of interest
"Yep. Just like that issue of Ace Savvy where he has to team up with different versions of himself to save the world. You have that issue, right?" Ink questioned
"I-Issue #409, Spring!" Lincoln answered immediately
"That was a nice story arc." Ink beamed
"Wait. But why are you here?" Lincoln asked
Ink Linc smiled as he was about to give an epic introduction.
"I'm the Guardian of the Multiverse! My job is to protect others who can't protect themselves, save those from peril, and let life go on strong! I protect other earths from alternates who wish to either rule or destroy." As Ink says this, he turns his cloak towards Lincoln to show him a logo that printed on the back. The logo was similar to a venn diagram with four circles connecting connecting to each other with an even bigger circle surrounding it.
"That's the Guardian symbol. It means that every world, no matter how strange or screwed up it is, we strive to protect it from danger." Ink Linc clarified
"We? So there's more guardians?" Lincoln questioned.
Ink's proud smile suddenly drooped into a sad expression.
"No, no...I'm...the only one at the moment.." Ink answered with a depressed tone.
Lincoln noticed and decided to change the subject.
"So how did you know I was in danger?" he asked
Ink then remembered why he was here.
"Oh, yeah! I was going to ask you about why you're out here late at night. And why you were about to end your own life." Ink said sternly which made Lincoln gulp
"Well, Ink. This will sound pretty stupid but my family...well, they haven't been too fair to me lately because I may have allowed a little lie to spread." Lincoln explained
Ink started to groan as he rolled his eyes.
"Let me guess: your family thinks that you're bad luck?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
Lincoln scowled.
"How did you know?" he questioned
Ink threw his hands into the air.
"Why do these types of AUs keep popping up everywhere? They're about as bad as Error!" Ink Linc fussed
"Error?" Lincoln asked
Ink sighed.
"Nice going, Ink-stain!" Ink cursed mentally
"Error is an alternate Lincoln who has the ability to erase anyone and anything from existence and is also the most wanted criminal in the multiverse. I was out searching for him until I came here and saw you about to do something dumb." Ink explained
"So this Error can erase people? And by erase, it means kill?" Lincoln asked
Ink nodded.
"Well can we go find him so he can erase me?" Lincoln asked again
Ink Linc became horrified.
"Why on God's green earth would you want that?!" Asked Ink Linc
"Ummm...Excuse me, Paint Job! My family cares about luck more than they do me! I'm not worth anything." Lincoln cried
Ink Linc took a deep breath, This wasn't the first time he heard an alternate Loud family member say something like that.
"Lincoln...You do matter. You weren't created on accident. Every Lincoln in the multiverse was made for a reason! One Lincoln got involved in a mafia when he was 12 but he became the boss after he woke up from a year long coma at the age of 14 and he has been doing great things ever since! Another Lincoln with the help of his Lucy solved a crime after their Luan was framed for stealing something valuable from a rich couple. You won't do anything great like that if you decide to end it!" Ink Linc barked
Lincoln processed what Ink had told him.
"Look. How about I take you home and talk to your family so I can see if we can fix this. I've been able to resolve this issue in 40 other dimensions before coming here." Ink offered
Lincoln remained silent.
Ink Linc placed his hands on Lincoln's shoulders.
"Trust me on this, Lincoln. They're just confused and have forgotten what you mean to them. I want to remind them." Ink continued
Lincoln sighed.
"I-I want to see my family." said Lincoln
"Sure, buddy" answered Ink Linc with a smile, believing that he's making progress on this AU.
Ink Linc grabbed the giant paintbrush on his back and quickly swiped the bristles on the ground, leaving an olive green puddle of paint.
Ink stepped onto the liquid and motioned for Lincoln to come towards him.
Lincoln hesitantly walked forward and stepped onto the puddle as well.
"Don't worry. The paint doesn't stain clothes or skin." said Ink as he and Lincoln began to steadily sink in the puddle.
Lincoln, fearing for his life, began to struggle only for Ink to grab him and hold him close.
"Calm down, you won't die!" Ink stated as the paint made it to their waists.
"Oh. And make sure that you close your eyes and mouth and don't breath. This will only take about 8 seconds." said Ink as his and Lincoln's heads finally submerged into the paint.
