July 9th, 2039 - Unknown Location

All she knew is the blood that rushed through her head was the only thing that was giving her grief. She jiggled around, rocking her body like a squirming caterpillar. Her arms were heavily chained behind her back. She tried to break them away for the fiftieth time, but was still unsuccessful. Wherever she was, Luna knew she was locked in what she thought was a cell alone.

Lynn was another matter completely, but no such answer, or even a hint, was given to Luna everytime she demanded Lynn's whereabouts. It was either that she got away from them, or that they had their own agenda that involved her in which they wouldn't let Luna in on. Whatever the case was, Luna was still hanging around in a blindfold. The chance of a rescue was looking slim already. She had been here for two days now.

"Bastards! I'm not done cutting you open! Get back here!"

She bobbed herself back and forth, reluctant to believe it was futile. The room was still cold as it had been when she first woke up. And just like back then, Luna tried to shift. But it didn't work, for some godforsaken reason. "What did you do to me?!"

The room was indeed empty, and she had her senses to thank for that. But was there a camera in the room? She would only confirm one if she heard it move by turning, if it could do that. But not a sound was heard, apart from the clattering of chains she kept struggling to escape out of.

Another thing Luna knew is that she was still alive, and that meant something. "You wanted me?! I'm here! Face me!"

It didn't matter if one of the reptile beasts would come to shut her up, or if it wouldn't work, for Luna still had to try. After all, there was nothing else that she could offer. "Who the fuck are you even?! At least grant me my dying wish if this is how I'll go down!"

Apart from using her ears, Luna's nose was still running perfectly. Her nose caught what she believed was gasoline, probably a tank of the stuff with her. Lynn, you fucking idiot! Why didn't you back me?!

Luna succumbed to the disorientation from the flood of blood. "Oh, well... F-..." She knocked out, head and body going motionless and dangling about.

Later

She felt like she had a cold, and that was right before the bucket of water turned and gave her a rude awakening. She coughed and choked, sitting upright before taking an even more warm welcoming in the form of a kick to her face. Her tongue was caught in between her teeth, rendering it to instant pain.

"Oooowth!" Luna went back down, and noticed her surroundings. No longer was she strapped upside down or blindfolded, but wasn't free to move. Her body was now fully chained, making it hard for her to move anything from the neck down. "Wadth the futhh?!"

There was darkness at first, but the lights came on to fill the room. That was when Luna found herself back home, and she was on the floor of her bedroom. She shook her head to brush away the mess of water still in her face, trying to get a good look at her subduer hovering over her. Luna retracted her tongue back in place, trying not to emit lisp sounds.

"Good, you're awake," the man before her spoke in a pleased tone. "I hope you remember me."

The voice was familiar to Luna. She raised her head closer and studied him. "Wait, I know you. You're-"

"Ah, now it's coming back!" Vick smiled and bent down on his knees. He cupped a hand and wrapped it around on Luna's chin. He raised her head and toyed with it, laughing. "You know, leaving you two lesbos was easier for me than you think. At least I left you with your instruments."

"You mean the ones you and Chunk damaged?! You fucking idiots left us to fend for yourselves!" Luna sparked hidden anger from deep inside and used that to severely try to break free from the blanket of chains. "You and him, you both did this to us!"

Vick dropped another kick, but this time he struck her below her waist. Luna hollered in agony, unable to ease the inflicted spots. "I didn't care about that, I'm only here to realize a long forgotten dream, bitch."

Luna spat out blood towards him. It went high as far as to his heavy black set of pants. "How's that for a dream?" She snickered in a raspy tone. "Fuck you and the horse you rode in on."

All Luna had was pure rage for the cesspot of a former handmade, completely forgetting where she was and the unknown status of her family members. She tried desperately to budge and wiggle her way out, but it was still proving to be pointless. Not that she couldn't believe it, she was still wondering how this reunion was possible, in a place and sitch like this.

It was so damn long ago when she met the band, consisting of her girlfirend Sam, greaser wannabe Vick, and the tub of lard Chunk. Why was it coming back now? How was that Vick roped into this? And more importantly, why?

"What the hell do you want? Some closure?" Again, Luna gazed up at him, ceasing her body movements. "What are you doing?"

Vick, who had not enough facial resemblance to the dead Vince Ventura it seemed, stared coldly down back at her, saying nothing.

"Are you gonna answer me?!" Luna raised her chained legs and kicked the air, hoping to get a hit on him. All the Ventura man did was back away from her range.

"I don't have to answer to you, Luna. But, since you're gonna die, I could honor a last request or something. Dying without answers would maybe have your ghost attached to me until I die, and who wants that, right? Me, I'm not one to believe in the supernatural or ghostly apparitions, but in this world anything is possible, and I'd not take risks. So..." Vick turned his back to her and took two steps from her. "I didn't lie about my family. I kept wondering how, and why they died."

Luna narrowed her eyes at him, helplessly watching him explain. At the time he and Chunk had broken away from their band, this excuse was used on them, but Luna had always remained skeptical, even up to this very day. "Bullshit! You wanted out because I ended up with Sam, and we all knew you liked her! Some silly crush fucked-"

"NO!" He screamed back as a counter, and then jumped right at her. He landed right over her, putting her in between his legs. He got his face right up in her business, seething with such a raging expression on His face. His regular sets of teeth shaped into deadly razors, opened wide enough to easily bite part of Luna's face off. It was just an intimidation ploy that had no affect on Luna. He then let off a huge roar right at her, sending drips of his saliva and atrocious breath to give her. "What a surprise to know that, apart from me, there was only one other relative still alive after I thought I lost everything."

The words were vague to Luna. She was only getting more puzzled by the second. "What the fuck are you on about?"

And then, Vick unpredictably went in and sank his razor teeth into Luna's shoulder. He bit hard, and the rocker squealed so horribly that she lost her scream, still having her mouth agape. It hurt more than the greatest amount of pain from the wounds inflicted. Unlike those, easier ones to walk through, Luna twirled her shoulder, hissing in agony. It hurt to the point she was tearing up and bobbing her head side to side. Whatever happened to her pheno abilities was not limited to the shifting properties, as the huge bleeding gap on her shoulder was not at all healing like it would usually. It seemed she could not rely on Lizard Luna for help this time. "Y-you're going t-to pay!"

Vick retracted his deadly jaws away from Luna's shoulder, laughing to himself. He stood back up and moved away from her again. "No, that's going to be you and your worthless family of freaks!"

"Whu- What did they do to you?! Leave them out of this! This is between you and me, Vick!"

"No," he corrected her. "This is between two battling families. And this... I didn't start this war, Luna. Lincoln Loud did, when he killed my family. And you, when you killed my brother Vince."

Below

While Luna was busy yelling and being tortured, the vulnerable Louds played hostage to the other four fiends down below in the living room. With automatic rifles aimed at them, Lana, Luan, and Lily were on their knees, strummed down like prisoners of war. Only Lily had her hands busy with carrying her precious baby. The child sang its off-tune song of tears and whimpered for the audience. Lily rocked little Lincoln in her arms, hushing it gently while at the same time, trying to keep her own steady face. She was so horribly petrified that she didn't speak any higher or it would have been sensed by Luna and Lana. It was scary to cry due to these unknown bad guys possibly not having any hesitation to shoot them if any of them made troubling noise. After all, Lily had seen enough of these men along the way. And for all she knew, she might've been related to one.

Luan and Lana were nearly perfectly still, but their eyes were rolling around, scared shitlessly while trying to make sense of the pile of crap they were in. The essence of fear was back again to haunt them, and all they could do was nothing. Whatever this was, Luna was sure to have some good ideas, seeing as how the unknown party was privately torturing her, and it wasn't for being a pheno, otherwise Lana would be up there with them. That, and Lynn was nowhere to be found. Something dreadful had happened. Luan gulped at the possibility of a dead Lynn.

If only Linka was here, then there would be a small chance of resistance. The one time they needed her the most, and she wasn't fucking there. No one dared play the blame game in a time like this. There seemed no way out of this one at all. No Linka, and no Lynn.

At least that's what the sisters had believed up until Lily spotted the familiar red suit passing by the window. But Lynn didn't move at superspeed this time. Lily quickly looked down to keep her captors in the dark, still cradling her crying baby.

"Shut that baby up, will you?!" The guard closest to Lily screamed so hard that the child was now crying more loudly. "If you don't-"

A rock crashed through the window and struck the impatient captor in the head. Lynn jumped into the scene, breaking through the rest of the glass and quickly slipping her helmet off and using it as a melee weapon.

"LYNN!" The sisters cheered for their heroine who had finally come to the rescue. But when they inspected the athletic speedster in detail, the hope drained a little and colored their faces whiter. Lynn wasn't in her best shape, but rather cut up in many places, covered in dried blood on most of the exposed spots where rips and tears decorated her suit so devastatingly. Her face was just as bad. Her left cheek had a wide red gash, and her right eye swollen with a dark purple color. The worst thing was that Lynn was sweaty and way out of breath.

"Oh, God... Lynn!" Lily could not help but look upon Lynn with grave concern for Lynn's life.

Lynn had indeed enough of the fighting, especially as her speed was currently down for the count. The weakened Loud had barely a good compsure, only staring down at all four of the hostiles in front of her. She took those long-lasting seconds to gain even a little bit of stamina and rushed it, engaging into a rematch. She swung around her helmet and immediately began fighting all four assailants, striking multiple hits onto them as she could.

Luan developed an idea. While the four armed were busy blocking Lynn's wave of offensive attack combos, Luan leaned over to Lily and began whispering. "Get to the back of the house and hide!"

"W-wait, what about you?" Lily wasn't about to leave without the other two sisters next to her, or let Lynn have a fight with no advantage. "And Lynn?"

"Don't worry, just go!"

Lynn went on one knee when the other knee was kicked off balance. Two of the foes each grabbed Lynn's arms and pinned her down. The one struck in the head focused back at the captive Louds just as Lily took off with her baby. "Hey! Halt!"

The stunned Lana still remained a spectator, getting a real show when Luan lunged at the captor and tackled him. "You leave her alone!" Luan yelled as she dug her nails right into her opponent's eyes, easily blinding him severely. He dropped his automatic rifle and shrieked.

"Run!" Luan barked to Lana, before being blown back with a hard shove that came her way, slamming right into the wall.

The blind captor reached for his gun and began firing in front of him. Luan screamed at the clear sign of death facing her.

Lynn took the butt of a rifle to her face, revved up after the shooting began. "SON OF A BITCH!"

This was an emergency of deadly proportions. There was nothing else but only the one thing Lana could do, and that one thing was something she had hoped to never do again, since Lola was gone. "Luan! Lynn!" If she didn't act fast, they would be dead. Just... Like...

Lana first moved in between Luan and the blinded captor, knocking every bullet fired from the rifle. She paced herself forward, taking the gun and shoving it right into the shooter's stomach. He flew right into one of his teammates, distracting the other two.

Lynn found her right arm free, so she punched the guy still holding her right arm. "Lana, here!"

Lana performed a cannonball maneuver, sending the last guy right out through the window.

Lynn had her opponent into a deadly hold, gripping his neck tightly. The foe was frantically moving about like a dying animal. The sounds of tightening muscles was enough to horrify Lana. She turned away just as the snapping of several bones rang in her ears. "Oh, God..."

Lynn let go of the body and pushed it to the side, and then laid down to catch her breath. "T-they immobilized our powers, I-I don't know when- Take Luan and Lily as far away from here!"

Lana looked back to Luan. "R-right!"

A gust of wind blew Lynn's hair back, meaning Lana didn't hesitate to use her own speed. She was too damn worn out and badly bruised, so she closed her eyes to finally get some much needed down time. What she didn't know was that Vick was already on his way down, moving on the walls in his reptilian form.

Luna rolled until she hit the wall. She got on her knees and rubbed against the wall to help her stand. Glass shattering, a bunch of screams, and even actual gunfire gave her incentive to try and get out of her current predicament. What in the hell was happening below? She knew she had to get down there immediately. But what would Luna find? Her sisters... Dead? What she did know was that people were indeed going to pay.

Vick had left the door open as he stormed out to see the ruckus, guaranteeing Luna a passage out.

Finally had she managed to stand on both feet, and began moving towards the shootout. "LIlY! LUAN! LANA!"

On the way down, Luna tripped on the stairs abd tumbled down painfully. She landed back first, legs hanging high before dropping. She raised her head back, ready to stomach what could only be assumed was a pile of her dead sisters, surrounded by the lot of Vick and his men. Instead, she only saw a scene of most of his men having been downed, and the head of the unit himself was there in his carnivorous form, with his tail wrapped around the defeated Lynn's throat, dangling her in midair.

"LYNN!"

Vick shook his head. "I've been too lenient with you, so no more prisoners," he decided. The strain around poor Lynn's throat began to tighten even further, rendering Luna speechless. Lynn was dying, and there was nothing Luna could do.

AN: Uh-oh! Impending Lynn death?! Or is there a chance in heaven to spare her? Find out, and more next chapter, the stunning conclusion!