Leni quietly returned upstairs. Lily was yawning, keeping the silence. Lincoln had disappeared, she could not hear him nor Lynn back up there. Leni was lucky, and then not at all. The two were gone, but Lisa and Luna were already long gone.

"Oh, god..." She sat over Lisa's body, still holding the sleepy Lily. "Why, Lynn, why?"

Lincoln was following Lynn. "Lynn! Lynn!"

She wasn't running as fast as she was. The bullet was still lodged somewhere inside of her, and she felt the damn thing wriggle around inside.

Lincoln was giving her one last chance. "STOP NOW!" He fired off a shot into the air. Lynn stopped to turn directions. "LYNN!"

He drew out of breath, thinking he had lost her.

Its no good, she's-

He saw the blood trail on the pathway.

Blood...

Lincoln continued on, tracking the fresh blood. The trail led into the park, and ended at a bench, occupied by Lynn. She was dripping blood on the bench, and on her shoes.

Lincoln looked at her with disgust, hatred and pain. His trigger finger kept coming off and on the trigger.

"Tell me why..." He said with coldness.

Her breath was visible, cold as her. She seemed to be fading, barely moving.

"TELL ME WHY!" He screamed.

"I did it for fun... For the thrill of-" She coughed and spat blood. "The adrenaline... I loved it..."

Lincoln placed the gun to her head. "You destroyed our family! You killed nearly all of us!"

"I got carried away... Silly me "

"Carried away? CARRIED AWAY?!" Lincoln was tempted to shoot her.

"What are you waiting for? Go on, kill me, Lincoln. Have your... revenge."

Lincoln was in too much pain. His eyes were blurring out, and his occupied hand was shaking visibly.

"You don't have the guts, little brother."

From behind, Leni ran into view. "LINCOLN, DON'T KILL HER! DON'T SHOOT HER!"

"Don't listen to that idiot. Look at me, Lincoln. Look into my dead eyes, and shoot me."

"No, Lincoln! I-" Leni pulled out her phone, using her knee to keep holding Lily.

Lynn placed her hands around the gun. "C'mon, Lincoln. You can do this. Just pull..."

Lincoln was conflicted now, groaning.

"LINCOLN, NO!"

Lincoln let out an angry scream, pulling the gun free from Lynn's face.

"No... FUCK YOU, LINCOLN!" She pushed herself with enough force to send him down to the ground. Lynn then slowly moved away from him. She was then shot in the leg, and went down.

"Lincoln?!"

The boy, still on the ground, leaned up enough and still kept the gun aimed at her. "That's far enough!"

Lynn kept going, but now limped away, prompting Lincoln to shoot her other leg. Lynn rolled down from the low hill she had gotten far to. She was losing blood faster now.

Unable to move, she only stared up into the eternal darkness. "No... I gotta-" She tried to crawl now, which proved to be painful with her gunshot wound.

Seven-year-old Lynn ran down the hill. "Catch me if you can, Lincoln!"

The five year old boy moved his little legs to catch up to his sister. Halfway down, he fell, hitting his knee. "OWWWIE, LYNN!"

She immediately rushed to his aid.

"No... I can't lose... I can't lose! Someone... Anyone..." Her voice now shrunk to a whisper. "Help me..."

Lincoln stood staring at her from the hill. He dropped the gun, slowly moving down to her position.

Lynn lifted him and set him down on the bottom of the hill. She rubbed the bruise with her jersey. "Its pnly a boo-boo, Lincoln. It'll be okay."

"Lynnie, kiss it better?"

She hesitated. "I'm not mommy..."

"But, you're my big sister. And big sisters are supposed to care about their younger brothers."

He made a point that touched her. "I guess you're right..." Lynn planted a kiss on his knee. "Is that better?"

"Linc- Lincoln... Don't let me die..." She grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly. "It hurts so much..."

He sat besides her. "Lynn, you hurt us all. Was it all worth it? Worth your life?"

"I... I'm so sorry..."

Lincoln pulled her into his arms.

"L-Lincoln?"

"You're still my sister, Lynn. You'll always be my-"

"No... No, don't you dare-"

"I love you, Lynn."

"How can you say that? ...Do you even know who's adopted?"

The words proccessed in his mind. "What do you-"

"Mom and dad's room. Brown box. There's an adoption certificate."

"Who else knows, Lynn?"

The sports fan murderer spoke no more.

"Lynn?!"

He shook her body.

"No, please, Lynn! Stay with me!'"

It was too late. She had lost too much blood. Her body gave out, and Lynn's eyes stood staring above him, at the moon. "Goodbye, Lynn..." He closed her eyes, and her mouth.

Leni's feet appeared beside him. "Lincoln, are you okay?"

"I don't know if I will be..." He kissed Lynn's forehead. "Lynn was..."

"Your favorite sister? I may not be smart as you, but I knew she was. I'm sorry, Lincoln."

"Tell me, Leni. Is it over?"

6:23 A.M.

"Its all over, Lincoln. Its just the three of us now."

It turned out that Lucy was the adopted one. Leni showed him the only evidence there was that proved it. Lucy was dead, and nothing mattered like it did the day before.

"What now, sis?"

The three of them wound up in the hospital, having been told that they would be examined for a mental evaluation.

"We look forward, Linc. We don't look back."

"We're gonna miss them, you know."

"We'll carry their memories. That can never be forgotten.'

Lily giggled, kicking around in the air.

12:48 P.M.

"You're free to go..."

Pop-Pop picked up the three grandchildren, without any sound of joy in his voice. Everyone exited the hospital, but Lincoln looked back at the hospital.

"Daddy, daddy! What will my brother be named?" Lynn, trying to see the newborn Lincoln, was lifted by Lynn Loud Sr. Lynn smiled upon seeing the little baby boy.

"Well, hello there! I'm Lynn. And I'm going to take care of you!"

Baby Lincoln opened his mouth, still undeveloped to understand what was going on around him.

"He's so precious! I love him, already."

Lynn was set back down, with the utmost joy to have a sibling whom she hoped would be interested in the same things as her. She smiled widely, eager to wait.

Lincoln left the hospital, and never looked back.

Lynn found herself in a darkened world. It was all just dirt and puddles of water. She never saw her reflection in every puddle she found, nor did she have a shadow. The time here went on forever for her. She found herself surrounded by others, whom she didn't recognize. And this went on and on, until-

One of the shadow people, taller than her, appeared behind her. "Lynn?! How is this possible?!"

She turned around, and saw that the shadow was a man in a black suit. She looked at his white hair, and freckles. This was Lincoln Loud, but older. A dark red bruise was visible on the right side of his forehead.

"Okay... What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know where you're from, but you're in the Deadworlds. Follow me..." Older Lincoln said. The two walked into the darkness of this world.

AN: Its done. This fic is over, but... Oh, you'll see.

I'm trying not to laugh, goddamnit. The after-scene, I am definitely suggesting something here. Aw, shit! That's a wrap for LatD, the main story I mean. Goodnight, you people. See you in nine years.