Welcome back everyone to Guardian of the Multiverse 2!

This story has been on hiatus since November of last year because I wanted to re-do the first story in order to make it fit this one. So sit back and enjoy!


Lincoln eyes fluttered open only to shut as he's met with a bright light.

The white-haired apprentice groaned as he sat up.

"Did anyone get the number of the truck that hit me?" he asked while still dazed.

"Lincoln!" a voice that belongs to Lynn, Lincoln's adopted sister, shouted with joy as she pulled him into a hug.

"L-Lynn?" Lincoln asked drowsily

He opened his eyes once more to see that he was in the Ultra-Dimension's medical room and he was lying on a bed.

He looked ahead to see his mentor staring at him with sorrow.

"Ink? What happened?" Lincoln asked as he slowly leaned up.

Ink Linc walked over to the side where Lynn wasn't and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"We were ambushed at Loud Vegas. Remember?" Ink answered

Lynn released Lincoln as he fully sat up and tried to remember what had happened.

"Oh, yeah. Some jerk almost broke my arm!" Lincoln said with frustration.

"Yeah. Some jerk." Ink said with a pinch of guilt in his voice.

Lincoln's face softened as he remembered more things about his character.

"But who is he? You seemed to know him." said Creation

Ink sighed.

He knew this day would come where he would tell his apprentice everything, just didn't expect it to happen after being pummeled.

"Lincoln, remember when I told you about the guardians before me?" asked Ink

"Yeah. Void and Anti-Void." Lincoln answered

"Well that was Dark-Void. The third guardian." Ink revealed

Lincoln's eyes widened.

"Third? You never said that there was a third guardian!" Lincoln yelled

"I'm aware." Ink puffed

"Well how come you never told me about him?" Lincoln asked as he was still trying to comprehend what's going on.

"Well, I thought he was dead. And not only that but I blamed myself for his death so I never spoke about him because it was too painful." Ink replied shamefully

"Was he there the day that Void and Anti were killed?" Lynn questioned

"No. He wasn't there but he did hear about it." said Ink as he looked off.


4 years ago...

A twelve-year old Ink cried loudly in the Ultra-Lab as the scientists tried to calm him down.

"Hey, it's not your fault." a scientist version of Lynn Sr comforted.

"Y-Yes it is!" Ink sobbed as he held onto Void's paintbrush and Anti-Void's weapon.

"Ink? Ink!" a voice yelled

Everyone turned to see Dark-Void run into the room.

"Dark!" Ink yelled as he sprang up and ran towards his brother.

Dark dropped to his knees as Ink wrapped him into a hug and cried into his shoulder.

"i'm sorry...i'm sorry..." Ink cried softly

Dark pulled Ink away from him and looked into his red puffy eyes.

"Ink. Who did this? Please tell me!" Dark commanded

"I-it was a Lincoln!" Ink sputtered

"A Lincoln? What did he look like?" Dark scowled

Ink took a minute to calm down so he could speak clearly and explained to his brother what this Lincoln looked like and that he called himself "Error".

"Error? Weird.." said Dark as he stood up

"What are we going to do?" Ink asked fearfully

"Well. I'm going to hunt the Error down." Dark explained as he walked over to Void's and Anti's weapons.

Dark placed on Anti's gauntlets and strapped them onto his arms and then grabbed Void's paintbrush.

"As for you, Ink. The multiverse needs someone to look over it." Dark added as he offered Ink's paintbrush.

Ink's eyes widened as he placed his hands in front of him.

"D-Dark...I can't become a guardian. I got our brothers kil.."

"No, you did not!" Dark snapped which immediately shut young Ink up.

"You have great potential in you, little brother. Their deaths weren't your fault and they would've wanted you to continue their legacy. A guardian is strong, fearless, and laughs at the face of death. And you need to be that guardian! Especially to the other trainees."

Ink looked down at the paintbrush and slowly reached for it until it was finally in his grasp.

"Be a hero, Ink." Dark smiles as Ink wipes his eyes.


Present Day:

"So I became a Guardian at that exact moment. Dark left to hunt down Error so I continued to patrol like Void and Anti used to do with me. However, as weeks past, I never heard from Dark again. I assumed that he died without giving it much more thought and believed it to be my fault. So to make sure that no one else dies because of me, I disbanded the trainees. They all were shocked about their training being cancelled and had their questions about why this was happening. I just told them that their assistance was no longer needed." Ink explained as he hung his head in shame.

"Who were they?" Lincoln asked now curious.

"We had about nine trainees from nine different universes. Let's see: Lori, Papa-Wheelie, Carol, Luna, CJ, Agnes Johnson, Rusty, Maggie, and a version of Flip who was a very nice guy." The Guardian replied

"Have you ever thought about bringing them back into the fold? They could really help us!" Lincoln urged

Ink stared into his apprentice's eyes and closed them as he sighed.

"I-I can't." he reveals sadly.

"Why?" Lincoln questions

"Well remember how I told how time in some AU's move quicker than others? Three became too old to be an apprentice due to accelerated time, two died of natural causes like illnesses age like Flip, Lori lost interest because she found something else to do with her life, and Papa-Wheelie actually got erased by Error. T-That last one still haunts me to this day." said Ink who looked like he was on the verge of tears.

Lincoln looked down at his suit and thought about what he was just told, then a question came up?

"Then why me?" Lincoln asked sorely

"What do you mean?" Ink scowled

"I mean why did you choose me to become your apprentice if you just threw away nine would-be guardians?" Lincoln asked again

Ink swallowed his breath.

He always knew that this day would come.

"To be honest, I really wasn't expecting you to be my apprentice for so long. Originally, I was hoping that I would've caught Error while you were early into training so you wouldn't want to do it anymore because your family's killer has been apprehended. But as you trained, I saw your passion. Your burning determination to reach for your goal to avenge your family. You shown great desire to help others and never wanted anything in return. That's when I realized my mistake of fighting out in the field alone for years when to get things done, I needed someone at my side. Sure, I've faced large threats on my own like monsters, demons, cosmic beings, evil alternates, and I always came out triumphant in the end but villains like Error and the Proto-Sisters are a team effort. That's why I decided to keep you, not only to help you, but so you can help me in more ways than one." Ink answered boldly

Creation contemplated his mentor's words. Multiple thoughts clouded his brain.

Ink did make some mistakes but his decisions were justified, right? He just didn't want anyone he held close to get hurt or killed. But he also took the gift of being a guardian away from nine people do to that fear which costed half of their lives and multiple more in the multiverse. What is there to think?

"Ink, I want you to take me back home." Creation commanded suddenly

Ink's expression mellowed.

"W-Why? Are you..disgusted by me?" Ink said in surprise

"No, it's not that. I just need to clear my head, is all." Creation explained quickly to kill confusion.

"O-Oh." Ink complied


10 in a half minutes later...

A porpoise-colored paint portal opens up in Creation's AU in front of the retirement home.

After sneaking past the head-nurse, Ink and Creation are now back in front of Pop-Pop's door.

"I'll come back for you later. Okay, buddy?" said Ink

Creation nodded.

"Alright." he answered as he knocked on the door.

Ink turned and quickly left the retirement home without being seen in the daylight outside and returned to the Ultra-Dimension.

Lincoln sighed as he lightly knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, Albert opened the door.

"Hey! It's my favorite grands-"

Albert quickly slaps his right hand over his mouth before finishing the sentence.

The old man pulls Lincoln inside his room and slams the door behind them.

"Sorry, sport. I forget that the public believes you to be dead." Albert apologizes

"It's alright, Pop-Pop." Lincoln replied in a low manner.

Albert noticed his grandson's gloom.

"You okay, kid?" the elder asked with a voice of concern.

"Yeah, it's just...how would you feel if someone you trusted kept important information from you?" Lincoln begins

"Well, Rita used to sneak out late at night to meet up with your dad. I only found out because my bladder was about to burst in my sleep. Does that count?" Albert suggested.

"No. Ink just told me that there was a third guardian and that he had nine other trainees before me that he let go after Void and Anti died." Creation explained in frustration.

Albert pondered his grandson's words.

"But he still told you, right?" said Albert

"Only after Dark Void, the third guardian, ambushed me and Ink with some Error Luna!" Creation fussed

Pop-Pop's eyes widened.

"Error? The one who killed my daughter, son-in-law, and your sisters? I thought he was some sorta evil Lincoln." Pop-Pop explained, visibly confused.

"Well. yeah. But this isn't the same person. I really have no idea. But back to my point, Ink pretty much lied to me about there being two guardians and I was his first and only apprentice!" Lincoln fumed

Pop-Pop sighed.

"Well maybe Ink had a reason to. Not that lying's a good thing." Albert suggested

Creation groaned.

"Ink did explain that he released the nine others because he was afraid that more people would've died because of him, And he hid Dark's existence because Ink believed him to have died as well." Creation revealed

"Alright, so why did Ink choose you." Albert smiled as he felt like he was getting somewhere.

"Pretty much explained that he felt my potential and desired to help me wile feeling that I can help him." he answered

"Ah-Ha!" Albert shouted

"What is it?" Lincoln asked

"Now I'm not no expert but I feel like your duplicate was a tad depressed over his short-comings. So deciding to train you means that he was trying to improve his mood. Meaning he needs you more than you need him." Albert explained proudly

That...made sense.

"Well, yeah..but I want our partnership to be secret-free. We're pretty much the same person but from different realities so why keep secrets from yourself?" Lincoln complained.

"I guess that's something you need to discuss with ol' Ink." Pop-Pop replied

"Okay, but it will be a while before he returns. There's another reason why I came back." he explained

"What do you mean by that?" Pop-Pop questioned.

"I want to see my friends. To let them know that I'm not dead."


Gus's Games n' Grub:

A soda can clanked onto the table by the hand of a dark-skinned eleven year old with and afro and stereotypical nerd glasses on his face.

This lad is known as Clyde Mcbride: Lincoln Loud's best friend. Or...until Lincoln and his entire family went missing a week ago.

With him sat Rusty, Liam, and Zach who all looked bummed out.

They all remember the final words they said to Lincoln before he just vanished off the face of the earth.

Three of the boy's words were nothing compared to Clyde's.

He remembers Lincoln crying on his walkie talkie which sounded unintelligible. All he could make out was something about luck.

That very night however is when his parents sat him down and told him about what had happened to Lincoln's family.

People just don't vanish, especially a big family like Lincoln's.

The news said that there were signs of a scuffle in the house with things out of place and broken but no sign of a body or anything to lead to any of the loud's whereabouts.

Everyone at school was talking about it, making their own theories(one kid said something about aliens. smh) and most were just worried sick.

Especially Ronnie Anne...

Lincoln once told him that she's just misunderstood.

The latina has never bullied Clyde once in the school year(called him a dork, maybe) but not like what she did to Lincoln.

She just trudges the hallways like a zombie with a dead look on her face and her eyes red and puffy. That cool and tough girl attitude seemed to have just died.

"I guess she really did care about him." thought Clyde as he took a bite of pizza.

When the gang heard the news, they searched all over Royal Woods in hopes of finding at least one of the members of the family. Clyde used the knowledge of each siblings favorite hang out from what Lincoln had told them but found nothing. He even checked the secret spots where he and Lincoln always chilled at but once again, zero.

So the four boys just hang out at Gus's, drowning their sorrow in pizza, soda, and mind-numbing video games.

*Cling Cling*

A boy who's a pinch taller than Clyde came in with the hood of his hoodie walked into the shop.

Looking around, he smiled at the sight of his old friends. It took a while to get here without using his jetpack to not attract attention while keeping his face concealed. He can't let everyone know that he's still alive..yet.

Lincoln just stood there staring at the small group in awe as small tears form in his eyes. It's been an entire year since he last saw any of them but to the boys, it was just a week. Lincoln has met a handful of alternate Clyde's, Zach's, and etc but finally seeing the real deal just made him miss this place even more.

Walking up to the table, Lincoln greeted himself without giving his identity.

"Hey. You new here?" asked Clyde, barely looking up from the table.

"No. I lived here my whole life." he replied

Rusty looked up at the guy before him.

"You do seem familiar. Do we go to church together?" the ladies man asked.

"No. Just an old friend." Lincoln answered

"Really? What's your name?" asked Zach who was curious.

"Lincoln." he answered

Everyone looked up at the boy quizzingly.

"Your name's Lincoln?" Clyde asked as he felt as if the oxygen is leaving his body.

Smiling, Lincoln pulled off his hood and revealed his white hair to his friends.

"LINCOLN!" Clyde shouted as he immediately jumped from his seat and hugged his friend with tears in his eyes.

Lincoln returned the gesture as water streamed down his cheeks.

"I missed you too, buddy!" Lincoln cried happily

The rest of the friend's jaws dropped.


Loud Vegas:

After dropping his apprentice of back in his home world, Ink went back to Loud Vegas to help with the cleaning of Boss!Lynn's ruined office.

"Again: I'm for the damages caused by my brother." Ink apologized as his magic paint repaired the broken wall.

"It's alright. Dark has always been reckless." said Lynn as he swallowed a migraine pill.

"It's just odd. Why would he resurface now?" Ink questioned

Boss!Lynn scratched his chin.

"I say that with the years he hunted Error, he grew more desperate. Like how he ruined my office a few hours ago. I never liked Dark all that much but I've never seen him threaten a civilian before. Heck, when he used to visit, me and him always had a glass of bourbon and laughed at each others stories." Lynn explained

Ink's eyes widened.

"Omg, you're right! Lynn, where is dark going? If your hunch is correct then he may harm people either intentionally or unintentionally." Ink gasped

Lynn began to think quickly.

"Yeah, yeah. It's the futuristic hub city AU." he answered

"New Loud City" Ink whispered

After thanking his friend, Ink created a paint portal and hopped in.

Lynn sat in his office chair and sighed.

"Goodspeed, little guy."


So things will begin to pick up next chapter. I may have the next one be about both Ink and Creation. idk, we'll see.