Lincoln Loud, the middle son of the Loud family in Royal Woods, Michigan, was readying himself for school. Now, he was a normal 12 year old kid, you know, going to middle school, having some friends and doing kid stuff, however he had two features which made him special. One, he was the only son in a family with 10 sisters, and two, his hair was white like fresh snow, if it weren't for his youthful face and energy, he could be easily mistaken for an old man.
The Loud family were often asked about Lincoln's white hair, and the truth is no one really knows. His father, Lynn Sr., even did a DNA test to check if he was his son, which returned positive. He was 100% Lincoln's father. Not like he doubted his wife, Rita, he thought maybe his son was changed for another one, Rita also did the test to double check. Anyways, he was their son and to them, it was all that mattered.
Lincoln's older sisters were also surprised by his hair, Leni, the second oldest daughter, even asked "Is he a small friend of Pop-Pop?" when she saw him for the first time. Lori, the oldest daughter, was also puzzled when she saw him.
As for the other sisters, Luna, the third daughter, was too young to care, just like her younger sisters, Luan and Lynn Jr., as for Lincoln's younger sisters, Lucy, and the twins Lola and Lana, they never really cared or asked. Only Lisa, the second youngest sister was curious about her brother's hair phenotype, which she, being a genius in a bunch of different sciences, found out the reason for it. As for Lily, the youngest of all, she's still a baby, so there isn't much she can speak about.
Lisa's study came to the conclusion that Lincoln's unusual hair color was a rare family trait from their mother's side, caused by a recessive gen. While on an eye check to see if her brother was just an albino she also found out Lincoln had 5 cones in his retina, which meant he could see some spectres of light that most people couldn't. Truly a fascinating specimen to her eyes, which meant she would keep her findings a secret and make it seem like a regular medical check.
Back to said boy, he liked to help his friends and family whenever he could, because of that, he developed a great planification skill, so much in fact, he called himself 'the man with a plan'. Apart of everything mentioned he was a normal kid, oh how would that change after his 12th birthday.
After getting ready for school he heard the familiar call of his father to have breakfast, so after double checking he had everything he needed for the day, he finally walked out of his room. Immediately after closing the door he heard all the noise his 9 remaining sisters made, he missed Lori but she had to go to college. Even if she could be too harsh when controlling all siblings.
"And that's why our last name fits us so well," Lincoln said apparently to no one, but he could see more than most. "Hey, hello," he waved, "as you know, living in a house this packed can be troublesome, but I'm the man with a plan, so everything will go according to another one of my brilliant plans."
While speaking, Lynn Jr., just watched weirded out at her brother speaking to the nothingness, so to wake him from his trance, she launched one of her baseballs at him. Lincoln just caught it in the air without even realizing what he had done.
"Holy crap, bro, that was amazing!" She praised in her raspy voice. How the hell did he do that?, she thought.
"Huh?" Lincoln seemingly awoke from his trance. "What are you talking about?"
"Look at you hand." She pointed at his hand.
"What's a baseball doing in my hand?" He asked before returning it to his sister.
"I threw it at you because you were speaking to the nothingness again, and you just caught it." She was still surprised by it, his brother was in no way athletic and even she couldn't do that.
"Huh, weird." Lincoln was about to speak again but was interrupted by his dad calling again,
"Kids! Breakfast is ready! You better hurry unless you want to walk to school! Lynn, Lincoln!"
"Crap, we better hurry stinkoln." Lynn quickly went downstairs to eat her breakfast.
"Ugh, I hate that nickname, well, at least she didn't punch me this time." With that, Lincoln finally went downstairs.
"Good morning son," he was greeted by a smiling Lynn Sr., "you better hurry and eat, Leni is about to drive Vanzilla to everyone's schools"
"Good morning dad," Lincoln greeted and hurriedly ate his breakfast.
He just barely made it into Vanzilla before Leni started to drive. Once inside, he gasped for air, he ran faster than usual so he got more tired. His other sisters just laughed at his antics.
"Wow, easy bro, you'll get a heart attack," Luna said with a British accent and patted him on the back.
"Ugh, Linky, you better don't start sweating, because the smell will stick to me and a princess can't be smelling like sweat," Lola, in her usual princess costume with tiara and all, wrinkled her nose.
"Alrighty, we're complete, so let's go!" Leni said with her usual cheerful voice and began the drive. She first took Lily to preschool, then Lisa, Lola, Lana and Lucy to elementary school, then Lincoln and Lynn to middle school, and finally Luan, Luna and herself to high school.
Back with Lincoln, after separating from his sister he immediately joined with his friends, Clyde, Rusty, Liam and Zach.
"Hey buddy," Clyde greeted him with a smile, the boy with brown skin and black hair then had a sly smile. "I see you survived Leni's driving," he chuckled.
"Barely," Lincoln shuddered, not wanting to remember all the sharps turns. At one point he was crushed by Luna, Luan and Lucy against the window and his white skin turned purple for a few instants. "Anyways, we should just go to class."
"So, did you do Math's homework?" Liam suddenly asked.
"Did you?" A pale Lincoln asked. He totally forgot about it, the limited edition comic of Ace Savvy was too tempting the day before.
"No, that's why I asked." The red haired boy was paler than usual.
"Let me guess, the limited edition comic?" Clyde asked also pale, already knowing the answer.
"You too, huh?" Rusty intervened, the freckled boy started sweating.
"Zach, you're our last hope." Pleaded Lincoln to his other red haired friend.
"Sorry, no, but you have a plan, right? Right?!"
"Shut up, Zach," the man with a plan said after realizing they were attracting attention "let's just do it quickly, we're lucky it's after the recess."
After boring classes, the bell finally rang, and the group of friends hurried to the cafeteria to do their homework. A few minutes later they were about to finish when they were rudely interrupted.
"Hey, Larry, what are you losers doing?" A voice said.
Lincoln looked up from his homework and saw it was Chandler, while not outward enemies they weren't friends either. "Finishing homework, now please, leave us alone, we're in a hurry." He replied and continued his work.
The ginger didn't like his comment so he pressed on. "Come one, Larry, we're friends, you shouldn't talk to me like that," he said with a sickly sweet voice.
"You know really well we're not friends, please, I ask you again to just go and do your things and let us do ours." Lincoln was starting to get angry, he was on a rather difficult exercise and needed to focus.
Chandler looked offended and grabbed Lincoln by the shirt. "I said, you shouldn't talk to your superiors like that." He was done being 'friendly', no one talks to him like that.
"Hey!" Lincoln's friends jumped to the rescue, but then Chandler's grabbed them from behind and were immobilized.
"Go away, asshole!" The Loud struggled against McCann's grip.
"What did you call me, you shitty snowflake," then he... just... changed.
"Wh-What?" Lincoln was speechless and scared, instead of the red haired boy was now a monster.
'Chandler' or whatever it was, looked like some monstrous cat. He suddenly had red and white fur, whiskers, pointed ears and eyes with slitted irises and he was smiling in an evil way showing some fangs, not to mention his fingernails now were claws.
Then, as suddenly as it appeared, the monster was gone, Chandler was back and looked scared.
"GRIMM!" He shouted and let go of Lincoln while quickly backing off. His friends also looked scared and ran away along Chandler.
"What just happened?" Clyde was confused. "He looked about to punch you but then he was scared of you." He fixed his clothes.
"Did you see that?" Lincoln was shaking and was watching the way the other group ran towards.
"Did we see what?" Rusty asked, he was worried for his friend.