A/N: Here is the second chapter to Loud Lanterns. So, what exactly happened after Lincoln's induction into the Red Lantern Corps? Let's find out. As usual, I own nothing, everything belongs to their respective owners.

Three months, that is how long since it's been since Lincoln had vanished, three months. One day he was here, then he was locked out of the house for a couple of days, and the next he was gone without a trace. To say that that was when things started to go to shit for the Louds is an understatement. First off, they called the police, confessing to their actions in the process, as trying to lie and cover their butts would've backfired horribly in the inevitable chance that they were caught. Secondly, the parents and girls - bar Lily - were brought to court, and while their punishment was lessened due to their confession to the police, and most of their ages, they were put under house arrest for a year; or at least until Lincoln was found. Lastly, the court case was televised, and everyone in Royal Woods from Lord Teatherby and Chandler, to Ronnie Anne and Bobby, the McBrides, Albert Loud, and Sam Sharp, all saw it.

And to say that they were all pissed off was another understatement, and a gross one at that. Luckily however, there were some small silver linings. Sam and Bobby didn't dump Luna and Lori's asses due to their own confessions of never even wanting to, or even take part in, locking Lincoln out in the first place. Luan went on record saying that she was against the whole thing to begin with, but went along with it due to both being outnumbered and not wanting to be ostracized or alienated; inadvertently saving her Funny Business, due to everyone seeing and agreeing with her points, mostly. And Leni was mostly forgiven due to her mental state being known throughout the town.

Right there however is where the linings end. Lori's social status plummeted regardless of her confession, Luna's gigs were cancelled, Luan lost almost all of her subscribers, Lola was blacklisted from pageantry - a fact that Lindsey Sweetwater rubbed in her face after it was announced - and Lisa had her job at the local university suspended. But the one that got hit the hardest from their punishments was Lynn Loud Jr. First off, her friends all left her, from Margo to Polly Pain. Secondly, she was booted off all of her teams, ALL of them, and blacklisted from them to boot; after all, would YOU want someone who got their brother kidnapped due to her sore loser tendencies associated with your name? I thought not. Lastly, because of her blacklisting, any future she had as an athlete was effectively crushed, mauled, battered, beaten to a bloody pulp, taken out back, pissed on, shit into, and shot multiple times before finally being put down and buried in a hole filled with cow manure.

And this last one wasn't announced in anyway, it was something she came to realize once her blacklisting was announced. Also, her gym memberships her cancelled, so there's that too.

To say that they messed up was yet another gross understatement, to say that they realized this was yet another one. But to say that they hoped that Lincoln was alright, and would be found soon, was the only statement that wasn't under or overstated. It was just right.

Little did they know however was that not only was he found, but he was seen, and in the worst way possible.

(Sector 616; Prisoner transport planet, Ark.)

Among the many planets and sectors under the watch of the Green Lanterns, there were many that were barren and transformed for use by the corp. From bases and research facilities, to prisons and prison transport points. One of such points was the planet Ark, a hold for the intergalactic scum that various Lanterns had apprehended on duty, and one that lies in a sector a mere five hundred sectors away from the dreaded Sector 666. So one can understand that an attack by the Red Lanterns was more of a "when", rather than an "if." It didn't mean that the Lanterns stationed here couldn't be caught of guard though.

Such was the case when their communications tower was destroyed in a fiery explosion caused by a hurtling red streak ramming both into and through it. As well as when the fastest Lanterns among them came across a patiently waiting Atrocitus and gaggle of Red Lanterns.

Nixon Quade of Kylorite, former Green Lantern of Sector 013, and among the fastest Lanterns in the corp. He had never encountered a Red Lantern before, not even a picture, but he had heard stories of their rage and brutality and had more than once shivered at the prospect of fighting one. The tales told by many a lantern had - with the sole exception of their leader Atrocitus - depicted the crimson warriors as bloodlusting, wrathful, animalistic, and out of control berserkers that only craved violence and the life juices that flowed within the veins and arteries of the living and innocent. And while he had never heard of much about the blood corps from Hal Jordan's circulated tales, those were always of the Sinestro Corps, he had assumed that they weren't much different from the ones that he had heard himself.

But what he had some across with his colleagues was not what he had been expecting.

There were three Red Lanterns, Atrocitus was in the middle with arms crossed and an unreadable expression on his face. Bleez was standing next to him on his right with arms crossed, her bony wings spread out, and a mysterious smile adorning her face. Lastly was Zilius, who simply floated there with a smug smile on his face. All of them were calm, collected, and standing around patiently; the complete opposite of what Nixon had first thought any red lantern other than Atrocitus would be like. But before any of the green lanterns could utter a word, the red lantern leader spoke.

"You're going to contact your fellow green lanterns through your rings," he said calmly, "and you're going to order an evacuation, leaving this planet to us. Is that understood?"

Before Nixon could respond, one of his colleagues spitefully replied, "And who are you to order us around? In case you haven't noticed, it's six on three!" Atrocitus merely gave a low hum in response as the alien hero continued.

"What's the matter, your rage lower your IQ or something?" He said smugly with a shit eating grin plastered on his face.

Nixon glowered at his teammate, and gave him the signal to shut up. Knowing from the stories, even if they weren't completely true, that it was a universally BAD idea to anger a red lantern. However his cocky colleage either didn't see him, or just ignored him. But based on their previous time together, it was more of the later than the former. But before he could reprimand him, and formally apologize to Atrocitus in an attempt to quell whatever rage he had building up, the red leader smiled in response.

"You've got nerve green lantern, more so than most others, and not in the usual way." He said. Unable to tell whether or not that was either a compliment or an insult, the arrogant lantern mere kept up his smug smile.

To which Atrocitus said, "And that will be what gets you killed."

Swiftly turning to the crimson master, Nixon finally spoke up. "Now, Mr. Atrocitus, my colleague was out of line, and I do apologize. However, this is still Green Lantern territory, and threatening us is an offense." Atrocitus merely hummed and nodded for him to continue. "So, if it is not too much, may I ask that you and your associates step inside so that we may discuss a compromise patiently and calmly?" Before Atrocitus could answer, the smug lantern put in his own two cents.

"Are you kidding me, Nixon? A compromise!" The vain lantern shouted incredulously. "This is the leader of the red lanterns we've got right here! We take him out now, then we can not only get rid of the red bastards, but also get a killer promotion!" As Nixon was about to say something, the vanity lantern interrupted him. "You know what? I'm punching him!" Before anyone could say or do anything, the selfish lantern rushed toward Atrocitus with breakneck speeds, fist pulled back, and ready to deck him square in the face.

Time seemed to slow down as the green lantern blitzed through the air toward the blood red leader. Everyone but the red lanterns seemed to move in slow motion, and the air seemed dead as what was about to happen transpired. The man's teammates moved to stop him from committing his stupid act, shouting their disapproval all the while, unfortunately aware of the futility of their actions. As this all happened, the red lanterns moved not an inch, still holding the same poses and expressions that they had when the conversation started. Among all of this, the stupid lantern thought his last thoughts.

"Oh yeah, Vix is gonna end the Red Lanterns!" He thought. "I'll be a legend! Nothing short of death is going to stop me n-!"

CRACK!

The sound of bone breaking and shattering reverberated throughout the area, sending chills up and down the spines of all who heard it. Or, rather, almost all.

Time still seemed to slug on as the idiot lantern's face contorted and twisted from the sheer destructive force of the fist that hit, no smashed, no barreled, no shot into his cheekbone. His skull gained new fractures, new cracks, and new crevices as inertia and physics did their jobs. And just like that, he shot through not one, not two, but three buildings; carried by the inertia of the punch. By the time he hit the ground and stopped, he was already dead from a shattered skull.

All Atrocitus said before the bloodbath began was, "I wasn't asking." Before any of the lanterns could reply, a whip of red energy ensnared one of them and flung them into and through several buildings.

"What the-!" One of the remaining four lanterns said before the attacking red lantern uppercut him in the gut, grabbed him by the back of the head, and flung him through a boulder.

"Why you little!" One of the remaining three green lanterns growled before forming a blade of green energy on her arm and rushing at the lantern, fully intent on ramming hm through. Only for the crimson berserker grab her arm, shatter her elbow with a punch, and - instead of throwing her - flipped her over him and rammed her head through the ground, popping it like a balloon!

"Shauna!" The remaining lantern that wasn't Nixon screamed, only to get the warriors attention. Seeing the red lantern's gaze on him, the emerald cop squeaked in fear, fell over, and tried to back away as quickly as possible. Only for this to be all for naught, as the blood berserker quickly grabbed him by the ankle with a whip of red energy, pulled him, and decked him in the face right as he was about to pass.

Luckily, all that happened was that he was knocked out. But to say that Nixon wasn't filled with fear was the grossest overstatement of the century.

Nixon was afraid, no, scratch that, he was terrified! In just the span of ten seconds, all of the stories he had heard of the red lantern's were proven true. The being in front of him was exactly what the stories had described: a monster, a blood hungry, ravenous, violence happy monster. And one that had its sights set on him. Much like his colleague before him, Nixon fell to the ground and tried to back away as quickly as he could. But unlike the lantern before him, the monster didn't whip him to its fist. Instead it walked toward him, slowly and calmly, sending shivers upon shivers through his spine.

But instead of attacking, it spoke.

"Run away, little green lantern." It said. "Run away and inform your corps of your cowardice; let them know not to stand in between me and my justice."

Swallowing his fear, Nixon spoke. "Look, son, you don't have to do this. You don't have to be a red lantern, we can help you, we can find your friends and family, and-!"

"Family!?" It roared in rage. "My family is the reason that I'm a red lantern, I hate them!" A fiery aura of red surrounded the boy as his ring glew brighter and brighter. "I'm going to make sure that they feel my rage, know my hate, and learn their lesson! And if I have to go through your pathetic corps to ensure that that happens, then so be it!" The boy raised his ring bearing fist and fired a burst of red energy at the cowering Nixon, only for him to doge and take to the skies. The boy kicked off the ground, rising through the air at barrier breaking speeds, intent on ripping Nixon a new one before flinging him to Oa.

As he rocketed through the air, Nixon spoke into his ring at a frantic pace, only to stop when a red energy burst flew past him. Knowing who it was, he picked up the speed, hoping to escape the enraged beast clutches. Unfortunately for him, fate had other plans, as the boy instantaneously reappeared right in front of him with no warning, brought both fist down on the back of Nixon's head, and sent him streaking to the ground like a bullet. But before he could crash and die, the boy reappeared again, right next to where he would've landed, and smashed his fist into Nixon's gut, sending him to a building and through a wall.

As Nixon tried to get up, the boy appeared right in front of him, and slammed his foot right into the side of his face; before grabbing him by the back of his uniform and throwing him through another wall. Right into the middle of a field of green lanterns who, upon seeing the boy exit the hole he had made with Nixon's body, all fired green rays at him with everything they had. Thinking that their superior numbers could overwhelm him.

They thought wrong.

Instead of going down, the boy took the rays in stride, using the pain he received as fuel for his rage. With each slow step he took to get out of the hole, his crimson aura intensified and flared as he got angrier and angrier. His breath got more ragged and animalistic with each second, his iris more red and sclera more black with each step, and if one were to see his teeth, then they would see them switching between the prominent chipped tooth accompanying regular teeth, and the sharp daggers normally found in sharks. In no time at all, the boys aura was so wide, so bright, and so powerful, that it was actually rendering the rays useless.

The boys raised and crossed his arms above his head, before swiftly uncrossing them and unleashing a scream of primal rage that let loose what could only be described as an explosion of red.

When Nixon regained consciousness, the last thing he ever saw was red.

Up in space, Atrocitus, Bleez, and Zilius watched as the planet before them became enveloped in a sphere of red, and more and more green lantern rings exited the red and retreated to Oa. Bleez noticed something rising from the un-red part of the planet, and tapped her superior on the shoulder, causing him to look at her and her to point at her discovery.

Looking toward what Bleez wanted him to see, Atrocitus smiled. "Let him run." He said. "Let him flee in fear, and let the Guardians know of that happened here. It matter little now." He turned back to the planet in its entirety just as it became completely enveloped in red. Chuckling at the power of his newest lantern, he crossed his arms in satisfaction.

"It's quite remarkable how far he has come in three earth months, isn't it Bleez?" Atrocitus asked.

"Yes." Bleez said with a fond smile on her face as she gazed at the imminent destruction of Ark. "He's done much for the red lanterns in just three months, as his teacher, I'm proud."

As soon as she finished speaking, the planet imploded, and soon after the dust cleared three headed to the space that once held a planet. Upon arriving at where that former planets atmosphere would have begun, the three saw a figure coming towards them.

Atrocitus looked on in intrigue.

Bleez looked on with a pride that wouldn't be out of place on a mother's face when seeing their child accomplish something.

And Zilius merely looked on in astonishment before saying, "By the Butcher, Atrocitus." For right in front of them was Lincoln Loud, with a green lantern ring on his left ring finger glowing brightly, and the red of his left arm now green.

"You've created a juggernaut."

A/N: Did you like it? Let me know in the reviews. Also, for those of you wondering, The Marvelous Eleven has been updated with a new chapter. Check it out if you're interested.