I'm back and i come bringing a new Loud House story. This is just the prologue with a lot more to come. Note this will be a lot darker than my previous fanfics, so enjoy
There are many stories and tales that have been told throughout history some good some bad and some truly horrifying, the tale you're about to hear is about a little girl by the name of Lyra Loud.
Years ago in a house known by most as The Loud House, there lived a family of 14 with 12 children and two adults. The adults worked hard to provide for their kids, which meant that they had to work long hours and they couldn't be around their kids as much as they wanted to. The kids were quite special as well with most of them having talents and such that really made them stand out in a crowd, however out of those 12 children there was one who stuck out more than the rest of them, even more so than the only boy in the lot, her name was Lyra Loud and to be honest she was quite…off to say the least.
You see this girl could be described as an absolute nut case, she enjoyed pain, she hurt and tortured animals for fun, she bit people all the time, and she liked pulling very dangerous pranks whenever she had the chance, but the one thing she enjoyed most of all was 'torturing' all of her siblings all the time. This made the rest of her siblings both hate and avoid her at most times. Her parents were aware of all of these problems but unfortunately lacked the funds to get her the help she needed. This unfortunately would lead to "the incident" that would change the family forever.
It was a cold rainy night, the two parents of the 12 kids had gone out on their first date night in years leaving the oldest to look after all of her younger siblings. While she had looked after her younger siblings before in the past this was the first time she would be looking after all 11 of her siblings at once. Getting into dictator mode as it had been dubbed she sent all of her younger siblings to there rooms where they were to stay until dinner time. All of the younger siblings accepted this and followed her orders, all except for little Lyra, she was agitated, being forced to stay in a room with an older and younger sibling did not bode well with her. With a growl she hoped off her bed and left her room despite her sisters protests. Sneaking quietly downstairs she entered the kitchen and managed to grab the biggest knife there was.
An evil deranged smile spread across her face as she looked at her reflection in the blade. In the young girls mind she thought that if she took out her older sister then she and the rest of her siblings would be free to do as they pleased. Slowly ascending the stairs with the knife hidden behind her back, she chanted out to her oldest sister "oh big sister, come out come out and play with me", when said sister exited her room she angrily marched over to little Lyra, though before she got the chance to punish her for disobeying her orders, Lyra revealed the blade and took a swing at her. The oldest managed to dodge all of her swings while also moving towards the stairs. When the oldest sister was right on the edge Lyra rushed to make the finishing attack, unfortunately for little Lyra however the oldest sister side stepped and the little girl leapt off the top step. Tumbling down the stairs, Lyra landed face down at the bottom of them… and remained perfectly still.
Cautiously making her way down the stairs the oldest sister flipped her little sister over only to reveal a shocking discovery, the knife Lyra had used as a weapon had pierced straight through her heart, killing her instantly.
All of the children gathered around Lyra's body and discussed on what to do with her. It was soon decided amongst the kids that with the help of their smartest sibling they would get rid of Lyra's body and get rid of all evidence that she ever existed which included altering the memories of all those who knew her. On that day the siblings made a pact that they would never mention or utter the name Lyra ever again.
While this may seem like the end of the tale of Lyra loud you would be wrong, for you see on that day every year after everyone has gone to bed the children in the house lie awake in bed shaking in fear as they hear the sound of someone screaming bloody cries while bangs and scratches are heard on their doors, this is ended with the sound of someone falling down the stairs, and the following morning everyone finds a blood covered knife embedded in the floor, in the exact spot where Lyra had died.
I hope you enjoyed the prologue, stay tuned for the rest of my story...and yes i know "Lyra Loud" is the daughter of Lincoln and Luna in the fandom, but that's not who this Lyra is.