The fractured Mirror 11

Written by ComicMan Edited by Omega Ultra

'Dangit.' Lisa thinks, 'There has to be a connection!"

She takes a seat at her desk and begins to file though her notes, "In the past few days, my sisters have been unable to recall the day prior. After that, Lincoln had gained the abilities of Luna, Lynn, Lucy and Lori."

She scribbles her words down, 'Next there was Lincoln's high neural load. And that has been inconsistent… It would increase one day, but drop to zero the next.'

Then, she takes a deep breath and speaks aloud, "At first I thought my devices were at fault, but at this point I've replaced basically everything with more up-to-date parts… But I keep receiving the same result!"

'Then there were Lincoln's sort-of-robotic motions the day his neural load was zero. Lastly there was Lola, and her knowledge of my devices and calling ne, 'Liz'. I've looked from every angle, but something was missing. A clue that could tie this all together…' Lisa slams her hand against the desk.

"Why can't I solve this conundrum? It seems that I have all the clues to solve it but for some reason I'm able to do so." the young scientist whispers in frustration. "Grrah!" She shouts and she shoves everything on her desk aside, causing the items to make a mess on the floor.

*Click*

Immediately Lisa turns to the source of the sound. A pencil had rolled over and hit her disassembled machine- taken apart just minutes prior.

Suddenly, everything starts to fall into place, "Wait… I built that machine to give the user the ability to see another person life." From there, her mind begins to race to the next piece, "After its failed test run, Lincoln began to act like a robot. After that, Luna said the day went by like a blur."

She then pulls out a spare piece of paper and a pen, before filling in a flow chart, "The day after that, Lincoln was able to play music at Luna's level."

Lisa's eyes go wide in realization, "But… that doesn't make sense… how could my invention have…" She shakes her head, "So either Lincoln has the same abilities as us… or he has been jumping to our bodies and copying our abilities…" She rubs her chin, "That would explain why his neural load is so high. Every time he gains a new ability he also gains more neural stress to compensate. That would also explain Lola's, sudden knowledge and the headache he had. I have to tell Lincoln that we need to work together to save him."

Lisa then jumps to her feet and runs to her brother's room. She braces self to confront Lincoln of her newfound information, but knows that she is partly to blame. Her machine had started this ordeal, and now she has to fix it for her brother sake. She opens the door, and step in to see Lincoln in a meditation position.

"Excuse me Lincoln, I have something to ask you." Lisa begins with a soft tone in her voice.

"Ah… Sure Lisa. What is it?" Lincoln responds.

"Well I was looking at all my data, and I think I finally found out why your neural Load is so high." Lisa declares.

Lincoln's eye widen in shock. "What do you mean Lisa?"

Lisa tilts her head in confusion, "Well, you see I believe that you have been entering our bodies and copying our talents. Or something of that nature…"

"I don't know what you are talking about Lisa." Lincoln speaks with a bit annoyance in his voice.

"Lincoln please tell me, I know you're lying to me. You can't tell me you haven't notice the strange thing has happing to you." Lisa's voice fills with desperation.

"I really do not know what are you talking about and there is nothing happing to me." Lincoln says in annoyance.

Lisa begins to worry, "Lincoln this is serious! Things can get ba…" Only for Lincoln to cut her off.

"Lisa, I have no clue what you talking about. And I think you should stop wasting your time on random tidbits." Lincoln counters, a strong air surrounding him.

"Lincoln! You have to listen to me this is dangerous. You can…." Once again Lisa is cut off.

"Shut Up! Lisa you don't know what you talking about and you need stop fooling yourself! Now please, you know the rules, get out of my room!" Lincoln commands, no doubt using Lori's talent as he does so.

Lisa steps back in shock as a familiar fury overtakes her. "Lincoln…" Yet, without argument, she turns and walks away.

After an outburst like that, Lincoln ends up with a headache. He groans in pain for a moment, before falling on his head, closing his eyes and falling asleep once more.

Back in Lisa's room, the four year old begins to blame herself for what had just transpired. She thought that she could convince Lincoln to tell her about everything that had happened.

"This sucks, and it's all my fault, if I didn't made this machine Lincoln would have never gotten hurt." Then she pulls out a wrench, "I have no choice. I have to fix this as soon as possible." She bites her tongue, "If I don't… Lincoln could die."

And with that, the four-year-old scientist gets to work.

The Next Day

Lincoln wakes up feeling much better. As he stood up, he saw something across the room. It was a very pink, and surrounding him were a lots of reptiles. At the very moment Lincoln knows who he is today. "Here we go again."