Here you go, the final chapter of the introduction. I apologize for it taking too long, I have been hammered by the SAT exams and have trouble updating this, studying for the exam, and playing the new Dust2. But now that the exams over, i have finally finished the chapter, so here you guys go.The Next Morning...

"Lynn! Hurry up or you'll be late for your big game!" Lynn Sr. shouted.

Lynn put on her trademarkes shirt with a big #1 in the front, fitted her shoes, and popped gum in her mouth. "Today's the day." Her body still ached from her fight, but she was lucky Lincoln didn't hurt her more. This was the first game she was ever late too, this was because after the arguement with Lincoln, she was filled with grief and had trouble sleeping. It was not until three in the morning where her eyes just couldn't take it anymore and she dozed off.

"I'm coming!" Lynn ran down the stairs and saw her entire family waiting at the door, except one.

Lynn looked sadly around, "Wheres Lincoln?"

"He's still sleeping outside, we tried to wake him up, but he was too tired. Seems like he was out for a while." Luna said "I shook harder but the only thing he muttered was "I wouldn't want my bad luck to effect Lynn's big game." harshly then fell right back to sleep."

Lynn was heart broken, she has already dissmissed Lincoln's bad luck and wanted him to be there, supporting and cheering for her. She muttered under her breath "Thats not gonna happen after the last time he went."

"I have to say sorry to him when I come back, but we have to go now!" Lynn said, stomping her foot.

"Yes ofcourse, we all have to make ammends to our brother, but as of now, the game begins in six point twenty-five minutes, and our car ride will take no less then five point eight four eight four repeating decimal minutes.

"Let's go!" The twins shouted in unison.

As the family ran to the car, Lynn looked back one more time to see Lincoln sleeping in the backyard, covered with dirt and fallen leaves. She looked down at her feet. "I'll make it up to you Linc"

Lincoln peeked open his eyes and saw the family van leave the driveway she smirked and stood up, wiping the dirt off his body.

"It's time."

Flash Back to Night Before:

"Goddamnit! Why couldn't I break her arm!" Lincoln shouted to no one in paticular. He was walking through the darkness with no destination in mind. "I had her perfectly pinned down, I hated her then, but my body just froze" She mumbled dissapointedly. He reached a nearby playground and basketball field, this place was Lynn's and Lincoln's favorite place to hangout when they were younger. He sat down at the middle of the field, and a tear fell down his eye. "Why do I still love them? They were monsters to me and treated me like I was some sort of freak." He weeped lightly. He WANTED to hate them, but deep down, he loved them with all his heart. Every bad thought he tried to come up with to fuel his anger, was countered by a nice memory they shared together. He put his head down on his knees. "Why wouldn't the love him back? He always helped them and cared for them he would always try to make it up to them." Lincoln chuckled ironically, " I guess I didn't make it up hard enough." Tears now bursting through his eyes.

Then he felt a little anger rise up inside him. "It was always my fault to them, like i was just used as a blame for all their mistakes and insecurites. And i always had to make it up to them, even though it wasnt my fault."

He remembered the earplug incident. All he wanted was peace and quiet, but they felt like he couldnt have it, so they threatened him and used him as a slave for all the back-breaking chores they were supposed to do. The situation still baffled him, He didn't do anything wrong there! His anger started to get to his fists. He also recalled the time he had to pick the vacation for the family as he was a tie breaker for the sister's 50/50 split. First he was pampered, which made him feel like he was loved for once, but shortly after, he was then tortured, THEN he was blamed for everything. Did they not know what would happen if he picked the opposite side? There was no corrrect answer for him. In the end, he decided to pick their first choice, and everyone enjoyed it. Besides Lincoln. He was, again, used as a slave once more, treating all 10 of his sisters as queens in THEIR once in a year vacation.

His anger was fueled even more, slowly wiping away his love for them and replacing it with hatred. His rage engulfing him and he punched a chain fence with such power, it dented it, causing vibrations throughout the entire gate. Lincoln ignored the pain in her hand and shouted "They don't deserve me! I hate them and never wanted to see them ever again!" This woke up surrounding neighbors, including a specific latino girl who heard everything.

"But how? How could he never see them again for the rest of his life? He thought deeply, until it hit him. He smirked devilishly.

"I'm going to run away..."

Flash Back Over

Lincoln walked over to the backdoor,and to his suprise, it was open. He entered and stared blankly to the empty house. He embraced the peace and quiet in the house. "Its time to get into action." He said to himself. He walkes straight to his room. He sighed sadly at his boared up door, reminding him of the family's actions to him. Anger and sadness slowly rose into his chest, but he quickly shook of the emotions. He started slamming into the door, with every attempt using more force than the previous. He started to get bruises on his shoulder and was about to surrender, but then with a final charge, he broke through the door as he fell to the ground. He rubbed his head as he started to get up, and what he saw shocked him, a normal closet. "They werent bluffing when they said they sold my furniture." he though sadly.

He looked around and found cardboard boxes labeled "Bad luck's stuff"

He cringed in pain once he read that and started to feel bad. He quickly shook his head and pushed his emotions away. He then opened the boxes, grabbing his stuff and whatever he needed, some clothes, his laptop, some of his books, his coin collection, and his life savings. He put them all in his duffel bag and was about to leave, but then a thought popped back into his head. Lincoln immedietly dumped the boxes into the floor, searching for his treasure. At the final box, the item rolled into his view. He picked it up and hugged it, tears starting to pile up. "Sorry buddy, you cant come with me, you have a very important job to do. You have to keep this family safe, ok BunBun?"

He used his finger to nod the bunny's head. He kissed it one last time, finally breaking down tears. He placed the plushie on the floor and pulled out a rolled up letter, placing it in the bunny's hand. He walked out quietly and locked his door, taking one last look at his room before shutting it close. Lincoln sighed as he slowly headed down the stairs and towards the door. He looked at the living room and stopped. "Wait almost forgot." he muttered. He ran towards the fire place and grabbed a picture frame of the family portrait with the sisters going crazy when Lincoln wanted to take a simple photo. He remembered that day fondly. It was the day he realized that he cant change who they are, and that it was what defined them. He put the picture into his bag. "I'll never forget them"

He walked out the front door and into the sidewalk. He turned around to take a final look at his house. The house that he spent his entire life in. The house that held all his memories that he had. The house thay carried the ones they loved the most. He finally broke down in tears, before auickly wiping it away. He looked at his house one last time.

"Good Bye, Loud House."

Meanwhile...

"Congratulations to the Racoons, for winning the Little League Finals 2017 over the squirrels 16-0"

The crowd cheered as a young Lynn shamefully walked towards her family.

"It's OK Lynn, theres always next time." Rita tried to comfort her daughter, but her words fell on deaf ears. Lynn frowned and didn't reply. She lost her lifelong dream of winning the Little League championship. The thing that made her even depressed however, was that it was all her fault. She flopped the entire game, her teamates did their part and pulled their weight, bit Lynn did'nt. She continusly struck out and failed to catch the easiest of balls. Lynn's teammates did'nt say anything, but she knew they were mad at her, and who wouldnt? She was devestated but she managed to speak up, "It's fine, I just wanna go home and apologize to Lincoln. I have to make it up to him after what I did." She said shamefully.

"Oh yeah, why did you lose Lynn? Linky wasn't here?" Lana said innocently.

The family glared at her and was about to scold her for her claim. But then Lynn immedietly stopped them.

"Its not her fault guys, we made her think that was of Lincoln, I made her think thay way. Its me you should be angry at."

Luna spoke up "Hey dude, its not all your fault. We all have a part to blame. I shouldve seen that he was very sad about it." The musician looked down sadly.

"Yeah, but hey we can finally make it up to him and apologize!" Leni said cheerfully.

They all agreed and boarded the van, ready to head home. Lynn sat quietly, looking out the window. She was tired frok the game and from losing, but then she thought at what happened during the game.

During The Game.

Lynn stood at the plate, gripping her bat tightly and glared at the pitcher, who glared back, ready to pitch the throw. It was 2-2 ball and strike point.

She saw her family in the sideline, waving and cheering her on, but someone wasn't there, Lincoln. She recalled back to the game where nobody else went, besides Lincoln. He cheered her on and motivated her to try her best even when they were losing. So what did she do? Blame him, and now her biggest fan was nowhere to be seen. She started to tear up, but then she didn't realize the ball headed her way. She snapped out of her daydream and swung her bat, missing the ball completly.

"Three strikes, youre OUT!" the umpire shouted. The oppsing team laughed and cheered, while her team shouted at her, with one of the players throwing a mitt at her. She looked down embarassly "I'm sorry Linc."

Flashback Over.

Lynn sulked quietly, she wasnt sad that she lost anymore, she was more sad at herself of how she could've done that to him. Her ego was too high to take the blame for her loss last time, so she blamed the only person who she knew would just take it, Lincoln. At that time she took it out on Lincoln, she was mad, but should've stopped there, but she had to tell her family, because she was to proud to say that she lost because of her. She sighed, but as the van drove into the driveway, a sense of joy came to her.

"I can finally apologize to him"She quickly lept out of the van first and ran into the house, with her family following closely behind. "Lincoln, I need to talk with you." Lynn shouted out as she opened the backdoor, but she found nothing but a half-eaten bowl of cereal on the ground.

"Linc?" she said as she wonderes where he was. Then a thought ran through her head. She ran back in the house to her family. "Where's Lincoln!?!"

The family startes to panic and ran around the house, searching for their white-haired boy. "Lincoln!" They all shouted as they checked every part of the house.

"He is not in the kitchen!" Lana cried.

"Not in the basement too!" said Luan.

"Neither in the attic." Lucy popped out and said in a more stressed tone.

Lynn grippes her hair tightly in panic, causing her head to slowly bleed. "Where could he be?" She stopped and thought about where he could be. "His room!" She ran upstairs with haste and reached the family's closet. She noticed the boards were removed and started banging on the locked door. "LINCOLN!" she screamed as she kept on smashing at the door. She stepped back and prepared a charge towards the door. She charged, with all her might, and broke down the door, landing on her head and losing consiousness for a second. She regaines her composure and slowly got up from the floor to find, nobody. She started to tear up as they already checked every corner of the house. She was about to leave until she saw a plushie on the floor. Lynn picked it up and inspected it. "This is Lincoln's favorite plushie, I think he called it bun-bun, but why is it here?" Then she saw a note attatched to its hand. She kneeled on the floor as she unwrapped the paper to start reading it.

"Dear Lynn,"

The family was looking hopelessly tired, they couldn't find him anywhere. Lori then entered the house and said "I have drove everywhere around the neighborhood. He's not there!"

"Maybe if you looked harder, you might have found him." Luna hissed angrily

The sisters locked eyes in anger and was about to have at one another until Leni stopped them. "Guys stop, we have to look for Linky and this would only slow us down." The two looked shamefully at one another and stood down. Where could he be?

Lola then spoke up "Wait, wheres Lynn?" The family stopped and heard a faint sobbing.

"Its coming from the 2nd floor!" Rita said.

The entire family suddenly rushed up the stairs and into Lincoln's room. They saw Lynn, on her knees crying, holding a tear-stained paper on her hand, and a bunny plush on the other.

"Lynn, what happened?" Luan said worryingly. Lynn didn't answer and just kept on crying on her lap. Then she looked up, with her eyes still flooding with tears and her face in the darkest shade of red. Her hand trembling, showed a letter with her dried tearstains on it. Lynn croaked out with tears in her eyes and her hand gripping her shirt with anger with herself

"He's gone... and its all because of ME!"

The final chapter of the Introduction is finally over. I cant believe that after 4 chapters, im just getting started with the actual story. Hope you enjoyed the story, it took me a while to proofread it and detail it aswell as trying to capture how a character would react. Please put down your thoughts about this story so far, I would love to hear your reviews, as it keeps me going to update this story.

Hope you enjoyed and have a great day.

-Pooch