Hello all and welcome to my sequel to Finding Who Was Lost. Like before there will be Violence and Sexual Situations so be warned. I was going to make this first chapter really long but decided to split it in half after seeing how much more I had to write for the scenes, so expect chapter two within the next few days. I'm trying to get as much done as I can before devil may cry v comes out and drains all my time.

Anyways without further ado I bring you the first chapter in "Returning Who Was Lost". I hope you all enjoy.

Losing Another Piece

July 1st, 2020

Haven. A safe community built by friends and neighbors of a suburban community. This location was created as a way to keep some form of civilization alive. The starting point from which humanity can return from the brink that was brought on by the dead rising. Many families are housed and protected in this walled off section of the world, not just surviving anymore, but living.

One such family was just wrapping up lunch as two sisters began washing the dishes leftover from their meal. After a few moments of silently washing the plates and utensils, the short haired brunette turned to her elder sister, sighing before asking her: "H-hey Lori? … I realized yesterday that it's, it's been a year".

Lori stopped scrubbing the plate she was on before turning to her younger sister. "A year since what Luna? There's a few anniversaries that are close to a year now… do you, sigh* do you mean Lincoln?" Luna sullenly nodded in response before handing Lori another plate. Lori set the one in her hands on the drying rack before taking the one Luna was handing to her. "Do you think the little dude could still be out there? There are some days when I hope that he is and is trying to find us, but others when I..."

"I feel those same conflicted feelings, but most of the time, when I do think about him, I believe the little twerp is still out there". "Lynn still hates mom, I can see it in her eyes any time someone brings him up or the two of them are in the same room together". Luna said as she handed Lori some of the utensils. "She needs to realize that it was for the best, we both know that he wouldn't want to find out that any of us died to rescue him. Mom made the right call… even if it hurt like hell".

The two said nothing else as they finished up washing the dishes while the rest of the family slowly exited the dining room. Heading into the Living room to spend some more time together before a few of them had to run off on their jobs.

They heard a knock at the door and Luna offered to go answer it. The Loud's arrived in Haven almost ten months ago and in that time they've made some new friends and a couple who have been more so. Luna wondered who it could be, and opened the door to find someone she had never seen before.

"Why hello there, might this be the Loud residence?" the stranger asked as he began eyeing her up and down, almost as if he was examining her. "Yeah it is, but who are you? I haven't seen you around here before so you must be new".

"Alright I'm gonna take a shot in the dark and guess… Luna?" Alright now Luna was downright surprised that this stranger knew her name and was now more curious than ever to know just who the hell this guy was.

"I'll ask this again, who are you? And how do you know my name?"

"Oh I'm sorry where are my manners? My name is Richard and I'm here on some very important business that involves your family...".

June 10th, 2019

The Loud family walked through the woods on their way to the next town, hoping to find a spot to rest before nightfall. They were beginning to run low on supplies and Rita figured the town they were heading towards would have enough to take care of her family. According to the map the place looked like it was bigger than the last few places they've had to loot or stay at.

Her children, even Lynn Jr. were exhausted with the amount of walking they've had to do today to cover as much ground as they could. Rita wanted to make it to the town before nightfall but based on their current speed and how much distance they still have left to go, she figured it would be best to set up a camp for the night. "Alright kids, hold up. It's already getting pretty dark out and I have a feeling this place is still a good couple hours away at least so lets set up camp here for tonight".

Everyone took their bags off as some started getting the tents set up. Lynn started running a wire around some of the surrounding trees to act as a perimeter, attaching some empty tin cans to use as an alert system. "Okay kids I want everyone to get to sleep as quickly as possible. We should move as early as we can tomorrow so we can make it to that town without much trouble. I'll keep watch for the first half of the night, anyone want to volunteer for the second half?"

"I'll do it mom, I haven't done guard duty for a bit now. Only seems fair". Luna spoke up, wanting to give her siblings some much needed rest after the past few days they've had. Besides, she knew she wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight anyway. "Thank you Luna. Everyone else finish getting stuff set up and lights out in the next hour. Understood?" Everyone nodded in response before finishing up the camp.

Once the campsite was set up everyone relaxed their aching muscles and tired bodies. Lori, who was now pregnant with Bobby's child sat down on a log next to a small camp fire that Lana had started. Lisa had made sure that her siblings knew the basics for surviving in the wilderness since their evacuation from the shelter five months ago.

When Lori realized she was pregnant, she wasn't sure how to feel. She was scared and worried about being a single mother, even if she had the support of her family, including Ronnie-Anne. She was ecstatic when Lori told her that she was pregnant, because it meant that she had a new member to her family that at the moment only really included her.

Lori was scared for the safety of her child and the difficulties that were sure to come with trying to raise them in this new world. In the months since the shelter the Loud's have seen nothing but failed attempts by people and the government trying to retain some form of society. The Loud's have tried to set up more permanent homes but their attempts fared no better, the longest amount of time they were able to stay in one place was one month. They had to leave that place because of supplies in the area becoming too scarce and no way of making it work.

Save for a few of them, the family had changed in the months on the road, with the outbreak bringing out parts of them they didn't know existed. One of the only members seemingly unaffected by the apocalypse was Leni.

She was still her cheery old self, even with everything that was going on around her. That bright smile she continued to show made an impact on her family's morale and she knew it.

Most people thought of her as nothing more than a ditsy blonde but she was much more than that underneath the surface. Sure she could be easily confused sometimes but she knew more than people, her family included, gave her credit for. She saw the effect she had on others and would occasionally act confused or stupid because it made her family and others laugh. So even if there were times when she's been scared beyond belief or everything going on was too much for her, she did her best to keep her smile up. She saw that the smile helped her family through some of the tougher times and knew that it was up to her to keep the morale of the group up.

Night began to fall on the camp and everyone started getting settled in for bed. Lincoln had pulled Lynn off to the side before he went off to his tent as there was something he needed to check on. Once they were away from the others Lincoln asked his sister how she was doing. "I know that something like that can be hard to get over so I was just wondering if you were doing okay?"

Lynn looked off to the side before turning her attention back to her brother, answering his question. "Yeah Lincoln I'm doing fine, it could've been a lot worse if you weren't there and I can't thank you enough for what you did".

One week ago

Lynn had strayed from the group to use the bathroom, unknown to the fact that there was someone stalking the group and waiting for a moment to strike. The assailant waited until she had pulled her shorts down before making his move, jumping out from behind the nearby bushes. He pushed her to the ground, forcing her on her stomach and shoving her head into the dirt while his other hand went to his belt.

Just as she was able to give voice to her screams, the man moved his hand so that it was covering her mouth. He used his other hand to smack her ass a few times, telling her to keep quiet or things would get much worse. Her muffled cries barely came through the man's hand around her mouth and tears had started forming in her eyes. She heard the sounds of metal clanking and the shuffling of clothes behind her and knew what was coming next, but praying to god that someone would come before things escalated.

Lucky for her, there was someone close enough to answer her prayers. Just as she felt something prodding at her entrance, the man was shoved off of her and onto the ground a few feet beside her. She barely had time to register what was going on before hearing the sounds fists connecting to face. She quickly got to her knees, pulling up her shorts, and looked to her left to see her brother pummeling her assailant to the ground. She could see the rage in his eyes and remembered the last time she saw that look, it was the same one he had when he killed that man at their house.

Lincoln kept punching the man in the head over and over, pulling him up by the collar of his shirt a few times just to smack him back down again. Lynn just watched on, not knowing whether to stop him or let him continue, she wondered what happened to her goofy little brother and when he turned into this.

After a few minutes, Lynn decided that this beating had gone on long enough and moved to stop her brother. She stumbled over to the pair and grabbed onto her brother's right arm just as he raised it to strike the man again. "Lincoln stop. Look at him… I, I think he's had enough". Lincoln's heavy breathing started lessening as he glared daggers at the broken face of the man beneath him.

His left eye was nearly swollen shut and had changed into a dark purple color while the right eye didn't look much better. The rest of the man's face was littered with lacerations and various bruises that had formed from the repeated trauma. After seeing the damage that he himself had just caused, Lincoln's glare had changed to one of regret and horror.

Lincoln stared at his shaky hands that were now stained with a mix of blood from himself and the man he beat. Lincoln had been hearing nothing but static since he saw the man on top of his sister and the entire time he was pulverizing the man as well. But now all he could hear were the strangled gasps for air and chocked sobs coming from the man beneath him. Lincoln could hear faint gurgling noises and figured the man was choking on the mix of fluids in his lungs and chest.

The man had started spitting up blood and by the sounds of it he was drowning in his own blood. "Oh crap..." Lincoln muttered out before he slowly got up and backed away from the guy he has nearly beaten to death. He thought back to the man in their house that he killed and more recently the person he had to shoot a couple towns back. Well some would argue that he didn't "have" to, but that didn't change the fact that it happened. This however, was different, the two before this guy were quick. They didn't drown in a mix of blood and spit.

"Let's just go Lincoln, I don't think he's going to be hurting anyone else anytime soon". Lynn said as she tried to lead her brother back to the group, except Lincoln wasn't moving. "He's going to die Lynn. Can't you hear him? If we leave then he's going to die. Slowly. All alone". "And what? You think that's our problem or something? You saw what he was doing to me… he ain't getting any damn sympathy from me. So come on".

Lincoln looked over to her as her eyes said it all, they were pleading with him to just leave this whole awful mess behind them and return to their family. Without another word Lincoln just took out his knife and walked over to the broken man, stabbing him in the head. "Hmpf. Whatever". Lynn huffed as she turned and walked back to their family, Lincoln soon followed suit.

Present day

"You said you didn't want me to tell the others about it, but I feel like you should talk about it. I feel like what happened is still affecting you and I wa-"

"Listen Lincoln. You already helped by saving me from that creep. I don't want to talk about it. Just like you don't want to talk about what's happened with you. We both know you aren't yourself these days either".

"I, I don't know what you're talking about, I'm fine". He responded in a meek smile that Lynn could tell was forced. Lynn just gave him a deadpan glare. "My point exactly… until you want to talk about what's changed with you, I'm "fine" as well. So drop it". Lynn pushed past her brother as he stood there contemplating his next move. "Well she got us there Lincoln. You ready to tell them that you're slowly turning all murder, murder while talking to a voice in your head?"

"Shut up." Lincoln was now more annoyed than anything and just walked back to his tent. Ronnie-Anne was already settling inside the tent, wanting to get to bed early. "Hey Lame-o." she waved at him. "Hey" he said dejectedly.

"Is something up Lincoln? I mean, more than usual". She gave a light chuckle at the end as she asked him. Lincoln laid down on the sleeping bag next to hers and decided to try and open up a bit. "Ronnie… do you think I'm good?" "Good? What do you mean by that? I think you're good in more ways than one". She said as she winked at him.

He ignored what she was inferring by that. "I mean, do you think that I'm a good person? After all that's happened". Ronnie realized that he wasn't looking for her joke answers and decided to answer him honestly. "Why don't you think you're good? Because you've killed a couple people? They were trying to hurt your family Lincoln. You were just defending them so just like all of us have said don't feel bad for doing just that. You killed those two so th-" "Three." Lincoln corrected her.

"What?" "I've killed three people now Ronnie. Please don't tell the others this but… a week ago Lynn was attacked by someone when she went to use the bathroom". Ronnie's eyes widened in shock at this revelation. Everyone had wondered what happened and why Lynn and Lincoln took so long. "There was a deer and we figured we'd try to hunt it for dinner but it got away". Some were skeptical but relented after the assurances from their siblings.

"I found this guy on top of her just as he was about to… Everything kind of blurred after that. I vaguely remember the anger I felt and the feeling of my fists as they hit the man's face again and again". At this point Lincoln turned to face her before finishing his train of thought. "Then the other day I remembered the worst part...is that there's a part of me that… enjoyed it. I didn't want to stop and if it wasn't for Lynn then I don't know if I would have. After I came back to my senses and saw what I did I was scared and confused. Scared because I was capable of that kind of violence".

"Lincoln the fact that you were scared by what you did means that you didn't intend to go that far. The fact that you have regret for what happened means that you are a good man. Just a good man who does what is necessary to protect those he loves". Lincoln thought on her words but then continued his questioning, still not sure.

"But I liked it Ronnie. There's a part of me that wants to do those things again, to go further and cause more pain. How can I be a good person if there's a part of me that just wants to hurt people?". He responded. His tone now laced with worry and fear. "Lincoln let me ask you this. Do you want to hurt me? Your family? Anyone you see on the street?" Lincoln shook his head.

"That's because the only people you have actually wanted to hurt are the ones who have attempted to hurt you or your family. You haven't tried to hurt anyone who hadn't already hurt someone else".

Lincoln was starting to understand what she was getting at. "you have a smart one there man. she's a keeper. And she has a point, you haven't hurt anyone who hasn't deserved some level of hurt back. As I've been trying to help you get. You may have changed but not as bad as you think". "you sure have a funny way of helping me you know that? Why not just say that?" "because I am just a part of your mind remember? there's only so much I can actually do to get through to this other side of you".

*snap *snap "Hey! Earth to Lame-O" "huh? Oh sorry I was just thinking about what you said. You have a point about the people I have hurt so far". Lincoln moved closer to pull her into a hug, one which she gladly reciprocated. "I'll have to talk to Lynn about this later too. Maybe get her to open up as well". Lincoln thought.

Unbeknownst to the group, there was a group of people overlooking their camp, waiting for the moment to strike. "Remember guys the boss doesn't care much if you kill the older ones but still try and get them all down there ALIVE. Especially that white-haired brat, the boss is sure to reward us for bringing him back". The others nodded in response as they waited for more of them to go to sleep.

After a couple more hours the gang made their move and stealthily started invading the camp. They didn't get too far before Luna spotted one of them as she was coming out of her tent to switch places with her mom. She screamed out and grabbed the small revolver she had on her hip. She fired at the first two people she saw and hit one in their arm, making him stumble back before she was shot at by another gang member.

All the noise had alerted the other family members and they started getting out of their tents and a few of them grabbed weapons to fend off their attackers. Luna's right arm was grazed by the shot and ran behind a tree for cover. Lincoln and Ronnie-Anne had run out of the tent to help when Lincoln was struck in the back of the head by one of the assailants, Causing him to black out. Ronnie called out to him before another gang member had attacked her, pinning her to the ground as she struggled with the pipe he had in his hands.

The man was trying to choke her with his weapon while his friend ran off with Lincoln swung over his shoulder. "NO!" Ronnie screamed out as the man took this opportunity to punch her across the face, weakening her struggles before Lynn rushed in to help her out.

She smacked the guy across the face with her bat, knocking him out before helping Ronnie-Anne to her feet. "you alright?" Lynn asked. Ronnie started rubbing the side of her face, "yeah… I think so. Wait Lincoln! They took him". Lynn was in shock and couldn't move after what she was just told. "Which way". Ronnie was so flustered that she couldn't remember the direction they ran off in, she held her head as she started to panic. She couldn't lose anyone else.

"I, I don't know! I think they went this way". She said as they started heading off in that direction before being interrupted when they heard a scream coming from further in camp. Lynn was torn, her family needed their help, but Lincoln was also family and he needed them as well, after hearing another scream however her mind was made up. "Fuck! Come on Ronnie. Lincoln's tough and he can handle himself, the others need our help more".

More gunshots rang through the night as the gang of attackers continued to trade shots with the Loud's. Rita lined up a shot with her rifle and shot one of the men behind a tree. There were still four men left by the time Lynn and Ronnie-Anne joined the family. Lynn grabbed the gun from her tent and shot the man trading shots with Luna by a grouping of trees. Lori was using the Log she sat on earlier as cover as two of the gang had started shooting at her with their assault rifles. She returned fire and managed to hit one of them in the chest, knocking him down.

"Aw screw this! Anyone left alive get the hell out of here. Its time to cut our losses". One of the few remaining gang members screamed out. As one of them tried running from the cover they were in, they were tackled to the ground by Lucy and Lana. Rita had told the younger ones to stay down if anything ever happened but a couple of them ignored that rule.

Lana had whacked the man in the head with her shovel and Lucy used a police baton she found a couple days ago. Before either of them could land another hit however, he recovered and threw them off so he could escape with his last two friends. The last three of the group had managed to escape in the cover of darkness back to where they came from.

"*huff *huff* is everyone alright?" Rita asked. One by one the group gathered in the middle of the camp. "You girls alright? Wait. Where's Lincoln? Has anyone seen your brother!?" "They… they took him!" Ronnie-Anne exclaimed. Rita held a hand to her mouth at this revelation. "Ronnie said that they went that way. If we leave now we might be able to catch up to them". Lynn commented.

"Lynn honey its too dangerous out right now. And we have no idea how many of them there still are out there. Right now we need to just stay put and plan out our next move". Lynn didn't like it one bit, she wanted to rush off right now and rescue her brother. But she knew her mother was right and stayed with her family to help recuperate.

It was past midnight by the time the kidnapper reached his home with Lincoln, who was still unconscious over the man's shoulder. "Heeeyy Johnny! I see you're the first one back. With a nice little prize to boot". One of the two guards at the front door to the hotel greeted him and lifted up Lincoln's head by his hair to examine his face. "Hhmmm hopefully Jim let's some of us have some fun with this kid too, he looks nice". "You know the rules Ronald, Jim gets dibs and decides what happens afterwards". Ronald rolled his eyes and nodded before Johnny headed inside with his capture.

The two guards stayed on lookout for the rest of the group, wondering what was taking the others so long. They didn't realize that Johnny would be the only one to make it back.

Johnny walked through the halls of the hotel, passing a few of his friends and waving to them as he continued heading up to Jim's room. Once he reached the door, Johnny knocked and waited a moment for Jim to open the door. Jim slowly opened up the door to see what Johnny had brought him, seeing the white-haired kid over his shoulder. "Damn it took you long enough John, where are the others? Are they with you?" Jim asked, hoping that there was more than just this one boy.

"Well the group spotted us too quickly and the others started fighting them while I ran with this brat. I'm actually surprised no one else is back yet". "Eh just set him down on the bed and feel free to go take whatever you want from the storage area. Just show this to the two at the door and they'll let ya in. Don't get too greedy though". Jim said as he handed Johnny a coin.

Johnny left the room and Lincoln, who was still unconscious was left alone with Jim. Jim walked over to his new friend and gave him a look over. "When you wake up kid, you and me are gonna have loads of fun hehehe..." Jim smirked before walking over to the bed.

He lifted up Lincoln's shirt, examining his body before pulling it back down and undoing the boy's pants. Jim pulled them down to Lincoln's thighs and had a look at his dick before flipping him over and taking a look at his ass. "Yeah loads of fun… I'm tempted to wake you up now but I'm a nice guy. I'll let you have your rest, you're gonna need it after all". Jim pulled up Lincoln's pants before attaching a cuff to Lincoln's right ankle so that he wouldn't escape while Jim slept himself.

The Loud's had collected themselves and started coming up with a plan on what to do next. "Alright kids, our next move is to find Lincoln. Thanks to Ronnie-Anne we know the direction they took him and they could even be hold up in the town we were heading towards earlier". Rita began. "It's still dark out and those gunshots made it so that we can't stay here without the added threat of walkers making their way here, so while I don't want to endanger anyone else here I think it's best we follow the way that man went and get Lincoln back".

Rita decided to write a quick note for Lincoln just in case they didn't find him and he managed to get away to find his way back here. "Mom why are you leaving his stuff here? we're going to get him right now so lets just take it with us". Lola asked her.

"Well honey just in case...we don't find him I want to leave his stuff here so that if he finds his own way back he'll see where we're going and have his things here waiting for him". The Loud's started heading in the direction the kidnapper took Lincoln, hoping that they weren't too late and they'd find their brother unharmed. After twenty minutes of walking through the dark forest Lynn could swear she felt a pair of eyes on her, and a feeling of dread swept through her body.

"Guys shh!" she loudly whispered to her family. They all stopped where they were and listened, wondering what Lynn heard or saw that made her stop. They heard the snapping of twigs in the distance and started looking around them, now knowing that they were being followed. It had to be the ones from earlier, the dogs who ran off to lick their wounds. "Everyone stay close". Rita said to the kids before they slowly continued on. The Loud's had made it back to one of the main roads before too long and started following it in the direction of the town.

They were startled by the sound of a car door shutting behind them. They looked back to try and see any signs of people, or walkers following them. "Alright that's enough, everyone stop here, we aren't going any further in this condition. I have a bad feeling about all this". Rita spoke up.

"But mom! We need to keep moving forward so we can get to Lincoln, who knows why those bastards took him in the first place". Lynn argued, feeling like they are letting him down by staying put. At that moment one of the men from earlier had jumped out from behind one of the cars and grabbed Lucy, holding her by the throat and pressing a blade to her face. "Nobody move or the girl dies, now put your weapons down nice and slowly". To add more emphasis behind his threat he added more pressure behind the knife, drawing a small amount of blood from Lucy's cheek. "Alright, alright just don't hurt my daughter".

One by one the Loud's slowly dropped the various guns and weapons they had in their possession. At this point the two other men that had run off earlier had appeared from the forest, brandishing handguns pointed at the family. They told the group to back up while they took away the weapons on the ground. Lucy wasn't going to be some damsel in distress however and discreetly lifted her dress to grab the small switchblade she had strapped to her thigh. She bit down hard on the man's hand that was holding the knife before using her own to stab him in the eye.

The screams emanating from the man caused his friends to be distracted and Luna grabbed the hatchet that they still hadn't thrown away and lodged it into one of their necks. The last of the men turned to Luna and aimed his gun at her but before he could get the shot off he was hit across the side of the head by Lynn. Knocking him out.

After the tense exchange they just had, Lynn relented and agreed to stay with the family on the road to wait for dawn. It would also give her time to ask their new captive some questions.

It was another hour before Lynn was able to smack her prisoner awake.

"Cough* cough* what the hell? What happened?" he asked, dazed and confused. "we killed your friends and now I have some questions for you. I think it'd be in your best interest to answer them". The prisoner looked around, his hands were bound behind his back and his ankles were tied as well, he wasn't getting out of his bonds anytime soon. "How many of you are there?" Lynn asked. "Why the hell should I answer you? What are you gonna do hit me?" he asked in condescending tone that Lynn didn't take kindly to.

Without answering his question, Lynn took her baseball bat and swung it at the man's leg, hitting him across his shin and causing him to yelp in pain. "Next one goes higher, now answer my question, how many of you are there?"

"Ow. I ain't telling you anything, besides it doesn't matter how many of us there are. You aren't getting that boy back, who is he by the way your brother? Maybe your lover? Hahahaha-" Lynn gripped her bat tighter and swung again, this time hitting the man in his knee, busting the man's kneecap in the process.

"AAAHHHH YOU BITCH! FUCK!" "Are you ready to talk now asshole!?" The man continued to scream in agony in response to her question. "Lynn enough. Get over here" Rita shouted. "Go and sit with your younger sisters, I'll handle this." Lynn started walking over to the younger ones but stopped when her mom grabbed her bat. Lynn looked to her mother ready to challenge her on this but decided against it when she saw her mother's stern face.

The prisoner was now left in the "care" of Lori and Rita. "Sorry about my daughter, I'm sure you already know this has been a tough night on us. But if you tell us what we want to know then I'll cut you free and we'll be on our way". "Ha whats this now? Good cop bad cop? I don't think so lady… damn".

"Sorry but there's no good cops here tonight, just bad cops and worse cops. Now one more time and it will be a bit before I take a break to ask this again. How many of you are there and Where is my son?" "I'll tell you this: your sons probably in hell right now hehehe". Rita frowned before gripping the bat and smacking the man across the face, causing teeth to fly out of his mouth. After hitting him a few more times, he finally relented and answered one of her questions. "O-o-over thirty god. Stop damn it."

"Hm nine against thirty? Even with how tough the girls have gotten I don't like those odds, especially since Leni and Lola still have problems just killing walkers. That would really make it seven. Besides, Lori is pregnant, I don't want to risk her either, This isn't good. Maybe he's just lying".

"Over thirty? I don't buy it, how many of you are there really?" "Huff* Huff* well after that attack, the number is probably down to thirty-two if I'm counting right. We have this hotel in the town up ahead that we stay at. Trust me lady just be thankful your boy was the only one we were able to get".

Rita didn't know what to do next, maybe they could try to sneak in, get Lincoln out without being noticed. "If I was you I'd take the kids I had left and run, get far away from that place because you don't want your kids anywhere near any of us. I am sorry about your boy but you'll lose more than him if you try to get him back. I bet my friend has already made it back to our home with him".

Rita looked back to him and thought about what he was saying. She knew how some people could be, and this apocalypse was the perfect excuse for all the bad ones to live in a world they belonged, she couldn't leave her son to those types of people. Without warning Rita took out her gun and shot the man in the head. "Come on Lori, we're getting our boy back".

It was early in the morning when Lincoln finally woke up, feeling one killer headache thanks to the hit he took to the head the previous night. He went to get up but tripped after trying to move off the bed he was on. "Wait, a bed? Why the hell was I on a bed, where am I? And why am I chained up?" "Well I imagine that's because someone kidnapped ya dummy. Remember last night?" Lincoln thought back to it and remembered being in the camp with his family, trying to sleep in his tent next to Ronnie when he heard shouting and gunfire. "After I ran out I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head, then everything went black". Lincoln started looking around to get a grasp of his situation.

The first thing he noticed was some stranger sleeping on the bed he was chained to, he was snoring like an animal. Lincoln checked the chain around his ankle to try and get it off but to no avail. There was a lock on it and he could see a key on a nightstand, but unfortunately, said nightstand was on the opposite side of the bed. "Damn it" Lincoln huffed under his breath. "Well come on Mr. Man With A Plan. What are we gonna do?" "I don't know just shut up so I can think".

Lincoln looked around the room, trying to find a way out or anything useful he could get his hands on, but there was nothing within reach. Lincoln held his head in frustration before a thought came across his mind: his family. He wondered what happened to them in the attack.

He didn't see any of them here and that could mean a lot of different things. They could have gotten away just fine and fought those other guys off, they could be held in a different room, or they could be… "No. Lincoln don't think like that. they're fine and you're gonna get out of here and find them".

"Well I see someone's up".

Lincoln was startled by the emergence of a voice unfamiliar to him. It was the man on the bed. "So how did you sleep? Have any good dreams?" The man was smiling at him, before he got up off the bed and stretched his back. Lincoln heard a pop and the man stopped stretching to turn back to the boy. "So my name's Jim and you are?" Lincoln was hesitant to answer, this guy gave off a creepy vibe that didn't match his friendly tone.

"Didn't your mamma teach you any manners? I asked you a question." "M-my name is Lincoln". Jim smiled at the boy before picking up the key to what Lincoln assumed was his ankle cuff. "Now I'm going to undo that thing for you but don't go running off. The only reason I put it on you was so that you didn't rush off in the dead of night with any of my stuff all alone".

"If you were worried about that then maybe you shouldn't have hit me over the head and took me from my family in the first place!" Lincoln retorted. Not realizing the gravity of the situation he was in. seeing that the kid had no intention of being nice with him Jim decided to drop the pleasantries and get down to business. "Well you got me there, but it wasn't me. That was one of my guys who did that. Sorry for the rough way you were brought here. But now that you are here I think you owe me some thanks for keeping you safe from that crazy world out there".

"I was safe with my group, so if you wouldn't mind undoing this so I can go back to them, I would appreciate it. I have no intention of hurting you so long as you don't give me a reason to". Lincoln responded. "Heh a fighter huh, good I like em with some fight". Lincoln didn't exactly know what he meant by that and didn't plan on staying to find out.

"Tell you what kid, if you give me something I want then I'll let ya go. You know a trade, your freedom for a simple gift". Lincoln didn't like where this was going, he had a bad feeling about what the man meant by gift. "What do you mean by gift?" Jim's face sported a smirk when he asked that and threw the key back on the nightstand before standing only a few feet away from Lincoln. "Tell me Lincoln, how much do you know about… sex?"

And I'm going to stop it there. I have most of the next chapter written, just need to finish a few more scenes and put some finishing touches on it. Like I said earlier it should be up within the next few days. Most of this story is going to take place between three separate groups. Richard and Lincoln, Rita and the kids, and Lynn sr. with Lily and the McBrides. These first two chapters mainly focus on The Louds just before and after Lincoln got separated but every chapter after those will be split between these three groups at different points in time. I'll be sure to make it clear in which time they are taking place though.

I'll try to get a chapter done every week but I make no promises, this one is going to be a bit longer than my first story and I'm trying to do better than I did with that one. Anyways, enough rambling. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and be sure to leave any comments if you'd be so inclined, have a good one and see you next time on "Returning Who Was Lost".