Before you begin the usual reading, be warned. This isn't unlike anything you've ever read. As far as I'm aware of, no one has ever done something exactly like this. Similar in story plot and mood, yeah I've seen such. This is heavy M rated content. Turn back, my underage brethren.

Here we go; The Loud House: 2026. Enjoy.


Lincoln woke up. He scanned around the room, rubbing his weary eyes. The room was dark, but the white walls were unmistakable. He heard the sound of an ICU monitor, breaking the steady silence. He disconnected the wires attached. "Ugh." He slowly made his way towards the door, already deducing where he was; a hospital, somewhere.

Everything was fuzzy. He remembered...

Lori, you traitor. I'm going to kill you...

He leaned against the door, listening for footsteps. Nothing. He grabbed the IV pole and hurled it out the window. It made an impact longer than he expected. He looked over the shattered rectangle.

Second floor. A hell of a jump.

He made several steps backwards, then going at full speed, he flew into the air. He made a hard landing on bushes below, ripping part of his gown. Shit. Where the fuck am I?

The twenty one year old sprinted away, looking for the nearest road back to civilization.

What was there? What did I... Shit. The bomb...

He touched his forehead, feeling a scar on his left side. It happened...

Within ten minutes of walking through grassy fields and tress, he found a narrow road. Whichever way he decided to go, both would take him to his destination. He chose the right path.

Up ahead was a diner. The blue and red sign was flashing. He headed inside, saw only a middle aged woman behind the counter. "Excuse me, do you happen to have a phone I can use? Its an emergency." She eyed him, and then scanned his ripped gown. "Alright. Its close to closing soon." She pulled out her phone and unlocked it before handing it to him.

The first thing he did was immediately dialing a number. The other end was ringing.

"Hello?" The voice sounded tired. "Hey, its me, Lincoln. I need a pickup. Can you-?" The person on the other end suddenly yelled in a surprised tone.

"Lincoln?! Do you have any idea how long its been since we were set up?!"

"I don't know. A few days, maybe weeks?"

"Lincoln... Its been three years... You've actually... Been in a coma all this time..."

Lincoln stopped. "I had to assume the worst. It wasn't likely you were gonna make it. And..."

"So, you know where I am?"

"You're in Colorado. They wouldn't think to find you there. I know how you think. You should have past a diner on the right side of the road. Up ahead is Camulet. There's a park. I'll be there soon. Then I can catch you up..."

Lincoln sat on a bench, finally feeling the bitter cold of the night. The last thing he needed was sleep. In a coma, three years. What the fuck is...

A gray Acura NSX made its presence known. The headlights went off, and the driver's door opened, revealing a 5'4 black man, with a familar hairstyle and glasses. "That's more sooner than I expected, Clyde." The two pat-hugged. "I didn't know you were cooler than I knew you were."

"Haha, yeah. Our plan succeeded, even though they figured our ruse." Clyde sat down. "So, did they all get caught?" Clyde toom out some photos from his pockets. "See for yourself." Lincoln skimmed through them, seeing burned corpses of whom were once his friends. "Did Lori... Did she take it, too?"

"That's the thing. She wasn't ID'd to a body. You killed them all, but her." Lincoln scoffed. "Figures, she ratted us out. That's why I made sure I had more explosives... I remember now. I was danger close. And I was caught in it, right? Damn it..."

"She's still out there. We have to-"

"I know what we have to do... I have no compunction. After all, our family is dead, and so are my sisters."

"She'd be using an alias. But we can track her. Well, I can." Clyde drove them back to an apartment complex, where it was all scattered with various weapons, explosives, and knives. There was a chained blade that Lincoln was eyeing. Something similar from a ninja movie. "Ever since that day, Lori left an anonymous tip to the feds. Gave them all our hideouts. Or, she thought so. I kept this one hidden from her. Not even you knew."

"That's brill-" Lincoln stopped, spotting a spandex suit hung on the wall. "Whoa..."

"It suits you more than me. Knew you'd like it." There was a plain mattress in the middle of the arsenal. "Lincoln, things have changed. Like seriously changed. Everything's been going to shit lately. So much, that I wish you were dead."

Lincoln laughed. "Can't be any worse than being wanted. So, when are we finding her?"

"Oh, I have to set up. But, I'm tired. So, give me just a nice..." He began to snore before finishing. "Just like the good old days."

Lincoln armed himself with two of everything in general. "This is... excessive." Clyde backdoored inside a NASA network, and combined with the face recognition software "borrowed" from the nobodies of a nowhere place no one talks about, he did his thing, able to find Lori in New York.

"Hey, Clyde... Could you find my sisters? The others?"

Clyde looked at him. "Lincoln, they really could be gone. Even if they're not, they made it clear they don't wanna be found. But okay, I'll look..."

Clyde did the search, from oldest to youngest. When he got to Lucy, it showed nothing. Again. "Your sisters don't show up." He typed in Lana Loud. The system began to act weird, with various cameras switching from one to the next. "Funny... I don't..." He searched for Lola Loud. "Okay, the whole satellite is just going back and forth through Washington. When I searched for the twins. Maybe its them trying to get back their visuals." Clyde switched off. "There was nothing. I'm sorry..."

Lincoln finally entered the passenger seat, taking the laptop with him. "It'll be a real long drive to New York. Make yourself comfy."

They stopped by for some fast food. Lincoln went to wash up, while his combo was being made. Clyde adjusted to some jazz, in the meantime.

Lincoln rinsed, splashing his face with water. "Jesus fuck..." He dried himself and made his way out, not caring to see himself in the mirror. He bumped into a blonde girl. "Oops, didn't see you."

"Its fine..." She watched him walk, before-

"...Lincoln." He stopped completely, doing a complete turn. "Do I know..." Upon looking at her, did he realize who this girl was. "Luh-Lily?!" She smiled. "Aw, you remember me." The glimmer of her eyes shined greatly. She gave her big brother a heartfelt hug. "How did you find me?! Oh, god. You grew up. Look at you! I..." He stopped. The happiness had drifted away.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry I left you. I-"

"Lincoln, I'm fine. Its... You're gonna make it up to me. I didn't come here to see you again. I've come with a message."

Minutes Later

"So you're telling me, you can see the future?"

She nodded.

"But, in your dreams? And, at random, too?"

"Yes"

"And that's how you found me, here?"

"Yeah. Yeah, but not just that. You, me, and two others are fighting on a train."

"Can you describe the two?"

"Uh, yeah. One was a blonde woman, and the other's a guy, big a tough."

"Hmmm... It sounds skeptical. And unbelievable. Then again, you couldn't have known I'd be here, and that's a considerate reason. Maybe..."

"Its funny..." Lily turned to Clyde. "I never saw you there."

"Lily, we're leaving... And you're gonna tell me everything."

Later

"I never knew it all. It was Luan who took me. She looked after me for awhile. I can still see her smiles, but I would also hear her cry for hours. And, everytime she did, it never got better. She tried so hard to pretend, she gave it her all to smile. To keep hope alive. I saw past it. She was broken underneath the jokes. I didn't want to... ever see that. So I left. And I'm here now... Its been months. Sometimes I worry I hurt her even more. I never want to think about it." Lily began to cry. "Shortly after, the dreams, the visions happened. She would never tell me how we got here. How things went down for us all. Lincoln, I have to know..."

Lincoln knew what he was planning to say: jack. To comprehend everything that went wrong would be beyond her. And that was just the start for them. Everything that came after made the beginning seem like nothing. "Lily, its not that simple."

"Then make it simple! I need to know..."

She fell on her knees. "I never forgot them because I never made memories with them. I was only a baby... There's nothing. I don't want this..."

The amount of hurt was too clear for Lincoln and Clyde to see. "Okay, Lilster... I'll share mines." And the night became quiet after that.

Days Later

Lily fell asleep in Lincoln's arms. "You know, Lincoln, we should turn back. Practically, everything's done. Lori won't come after us. She wants to live, too. We want the same thing."

"No, no we don't." He looked down at the sleeping girl. "I want Lily to have a better life. Its time I stopped being selfless. After this, I'm out. Gone for good."

They had reached the city limits of New York. "On a train, huh? I hope Lilster can tell us more. I hope so."

"I've booked us a room at the-"

"No need, I have another hideout." Clyde gave his awe face.

"You're not the only one keeping secrets. I didn't even need to take anything. It was part of the surprise."

"Well, there's $300 I'll never get back."

"Was it really that much?"

"Not exactly. It was three sixt-"

"I remember now. Keep going, but three exits later, get off, and take a left. Keep on going straight. My place is at the end of that street, on the right."

The rest of the way was silent. Two blocks away from their safehouse, Clyde spoke again. "Lincoln, if I could ask; are we really following what she thinks? She could be..." Clyde was one block down. "What? What could she be, Clyde?" Lincoln got the impression of something. "I think its absurd you believe a ten year old you haven't seen in so long. This could cost us our -" Lincoln grabbed his scrawny neck. "We're doing this- And then we can fucking worry about this later. Lily would never lie. Lily isn't insane either." He let go of Clyde, who was able to breathe. "What's insane, is having two gay dads and still being straight. Fuck you, Clyde. The door's over there..."

Lily woke up, caressing the bed she found herself. "Aw, you got me a bed? It feels so relaxing..." Clyde walked up to Lincoln. "You need some rest, its making you grouchy. Your sister seems to be happy now."

"Yeah... I guess you're right." Unlike the other one, this safehouse had crates and boxes filled with his collection from the fallen; if it ever came down to this being broken into, it had a better chance of being disregarded. While Clyde thought smart, Lincoln thought tactically. "Sorry about that outburst."

"You're more stronger than I thought."

"I guess so." He laid down with Lily. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight? Its the afternoon."

Later

"Lincoln, hey Lincoln!" She shook him hard enough that he grabbed and squeezed her arm. "Ow, you're hurting me!" He immediately let go. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." She laughed. "Gotcha. Anyways, I had that dream again. And I saw more. There's a clock on the platform we waited the train on. It read 12:04 P.M. I didn't know the day..."

"Lily, you're helping. And that's good enough for now." He hugged her. She made puppy eyes. "Do you really mean that?"

"I'm proud of you."

He kissed her forehead. She burrowed her face on his chest, feeling all the comfort in the world.

"Clyde I need you to-" Lincoln turned mid-sentence. Clyde wasn't there. "What the-" There was a note on the door.

"By the name of Ronnie and Clyde... For fuck's sake!"

I've agreed to help you, but you're starting to only care about trying to kill Lori. I can't help you further. Its a lot of bloodshed. Don't come after me, I won't be a threat. I never was. Your pal, C. McBride.

"You pu-" Minor present. "Coward."

"What is it, Lincoln? What does it say?"

"He's... cleaning toilets now. Its... Just me now."

"Aw, I wanna come help. Can I?"

Clyde, you're fucking smart. Leave, to make sure I can't go. You knew I wouldn't go solo. And I can't take Lily, risking her. You're good, Clyde, but not that good.

"Lily, you wanna come? Tell me the day it happens. And what station."

Next Day

"I've gotten it. Jefferson station. Today."

He looked at the time. 11:16 A.M.

"We'll be late." He turned to her. "No, Lily. You're not going anywhere. You're going to stay here." He headed toward the door, hoping she wouldn't-

"Linky..." He had never heard that in a long time. "Lily..."

"Please don't leave me... not again."

Again... Clyde, you are exceptional, testing my morality. Oh, Lily... I'm sorry I left you. You have no idea how hard that was.

Lily's face hid behind her hands. "I don't want to be alone anymore."

They walked towards the streets, when Lily halted the watering. "We have to be fast. I have half an hour to get there." He looked at the map of the city. "Three blocks over."

"You know were gonna make it, right?"

"How do you know?"

"All my dreams came true." She smiled at him. He then realIzed she wasn't talking about her visions.

"Oh, we're here." A platform was above them. "This is it. I remember it." They began to climb. "So, who are those two?"

"The woman did something bad. Actually, a number of things. I'm here to stop her. I don't know who the other guy is."

Lily didn't have to know it was Lori. It would make a huge difference. He carried on. 12:02 P.M. "Lily, if anything goes wrong... Run the other way."

She nodded. "I know."

12:03 P.M.

"Almost time..."

The train came into view, as the time predicted had arrived. "Go in, Lilster." They entered the car. "Take a seat." Lily took an emptyseat in the middle. "So, how does she look like? What's she wearing?" Before Lily could answer, she began to stutter. "Buh-buhhhhh-" Lincoln developed goosebumps, and turned around just in time to see Lori draw out her gun.

"Don't move twerp. Don't." Lincoln raised his hands. "Lori... Would mom have been proud of you?"

Lily's eyes widened. The bystanders crouched in fear. Another figure behind her appeared with a gun. "Charges set. What's this? No hostages, princess." Lori smiled. "This is the brother I told you about. The one who deserted us. Me." Her eyes filled with hatred. "You killed our friends, Lincoln."

"And I'd do it again." Before Lori fired, Lily leaped behind Lincoln and drew out his concealed gun and fired at the two. Lori took cover and was about to return fire. "Lily, stop!" Lori gasped. "Lily?!" She dropped her gun and retreated.

"Stay here, Lily!" The other man was squirming in pain. Lily managed to hit him twice. Lincoln aimed point blank, putting him out of his misery.

Lori climbed on the rooftop, running. Maybe she could jump off. She heard the cocking of a gun behind her. "Lincoln, why? Why?!" He aimed at her. "You've... become a murderer. Was- was that really Lily? If so then-"

"Words are over, Lori..." The oldest Loud began to laugh. "I think not..." She unzipped her black jacket. "We'll die if I let go of..." She pulled out a trigger. "This baby. Let's call it Luna, cause it's fucking... Loud." She began to laugh. "Slide the gun to me."

"If she wasn't down there-" She grabbed the gun. "Good boy." She fired at him, striking his knee. "I'm gonna end you!" He went down, trying to crawl to her. "It's funny you think that. Anyways, I think time is up. Say goodnight." She held the gun to his face.

They both heard a scream. Lily ran up to Lori, knocking her off balance. Lincoln did his best to catch Lily, but both sisters slipped off the train. Before Lincoln was able to scream, a huge ball of fire blew in his face, sending him back to safety. The glass shattered, and various muffled screams made a song.

I'm proud of you.

His earlier words kept ringing.

He limped home in pain and agony, with nothing to lose anymore. Lily, why did you give your life for me? Why did you die? Why didn't I tell you I loved you, Lily?

He laid down, alone in the bed. "Funny, even when you're feeling it, you can't cry." Clyde was here. Lincoln quickly got up. "You! You killed her! You killed my sister!"

"Let's not play the blame game, shall we? Besides, I didn't do it."

"You made me do it! You made me take her!"

"No Lincoln. You led her to her death when you continued to want to kill her. I'd had hoped you wouldn't have gone for her safety. I really did." Clyde appeared behind him, with a shotgun. "You're too far down. There's no saving you."

"You're right about that." Clyde fired, but nothing happened. "I never said I had only one surprise, Clyde."

Lincoln quickly spun and ended his former best friend by snapping his neck. The body made a light thud.

Lincoln loaded up a pistol with one bullet. He cocked it back and pressed it to the side of his head. I'll never see you again. I just hoped you knew all along. So long, Lily.

He fired.


Lynn Loud was blindfolded and escorted somewhere. "Is this her? Is she a legitimate relative to Lisa Loud?" The blindfold was stripped. "Yeah, but the thing is, she's actually one of Vial Corp's experiments. Lynn here has... abilities." Lynn looked around. A blue room, with many scientists and people in exo-skeletal suits. "Lynn, could you lift that?" The speaker pointed to a forklift. "Sure." She walked over, and without effort, she picked the thing up. "Told you. If anyone qualifies for this team, she's as good as any." Lynn checked her muscles. "Miss Loud, I have an offer I'd like to make with you."


AN: This be a testeth. I want to see how this is to everyone.

What makes this different is that all the Louds are in a new world, all split up into their own separate ways. I'm not flying blind here. I know what happened, what will happen, where everyone is, and who lives, and who won't. Sure, we won't right-off-the-bat know where everyone is and what happened that drove everyone away, but in time, you'll see, if this chapter does so well, that is.

And if that happens, I promise a hundred chapters, multiple arcs, and the ascension to darker and more fracturing moments like this chapter's. But if you're angry or upset that little Lily died, I can say this for now; she won't stay dead.

Welcome to 2026.