Ok, now we meet the next hero of the story! He has ten sisters, he has a chipped tooth, and he's a fan of Ace Savvy! But truth be told, he's a little different than you guys know. This takes place following an Alternate Timeline following No Such Luck, with everything else after that butchered. It's a two year time skip between that and this.
Also, I know the family lives in Royal Woods (Royal Oak in real life), but the setting is changed to Detroit, which is renamed Great Lakes City (Ronnie Anne's family lives in another town called Great Lakes City which I think is somewhere in Ohio, and the setting for The Casegrandes, but it doesn't exist in Hero-Quest Adventures so yes).
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 13: In the Loud House
In Great Lakes City, Michigan
"Ok class, now before we all leave for the Summer, there are a lot of things that we must talk about. First off, what do we all plan to do during this summer vacation? If any one has any suggestions."
Mrs. Agnes Johnson, the middled aged teacher with the green sweater and dress, and red hair tied up in a bun with a pencil in it, was using the last few minutes to ask the class about what to do for Summer Vacation. However, the students in their chairs and desks were either bored, moaning, and or sleeping, which is what most classes would do on their last day of School.
However, there was one boy who was awake, and while he was not paying attention, he was actually doodling in his notebook. If you see a kid with white hair with a tuff of it sticking upward on his left side, then you'd know him. Lincoln Loud, the middle child of the Loud Family. He's the only male child in the family out of the eleven children of Rita and Lynn Sr. Loud. To keep it short, he has ten sisters all ranging from 3 to 19 years old. Perhaps living with a big family is the reason why his hair is white from the stress of dealing with ten sisters, but no. It's actually a genetic trait passed down in the family, since his grandfather has white hair like him. One wonders how someone like him can deal with living with 12 people in the Loud House. But over the past couple years, there has been a lot of improvement, and that would explain the absent of the bags over his eyes, which have faded. But that wasn't the only noticible difference, for the boy, who is now 13, has gone through some noticible changes. His hair was now a bit bushy and no longer short. He now wears a sleeveless jet-black leathered jacket over his orange apollo shirt. Around his blue jeans there was a brown belt, with a square silver buckle holding his pants up. His shoes looked like his old ones, white with orange lines, but they were brand new. And to top it all off, his voice has gotten a bit deeper after he hit puperty last year. Perhaps the most biggest change that he has that everyone was surprised at was the scar around his left eye. Forensics show that it wasn't self inflicted, but someone gave it him. Luckily for him, the scar didn't go completely over his eyelid, for it only showed one line on the bottom, and one on the top, but not over the eyelid. Despite his new appearance, some would still consider him a comic geek, given that he's such a huge fan of Ace Savvy, the greatest detective and superhero who uses a deck of cards as his weapons. Inspired by recent events over the past two years, he took on the world of art, and pretty much crushed it. He didn't believe that he would have any unique talents, especially since his sisters have their own special talents. But after taking on drawing, he found his passion and realized his potential in being an artist... mostly a comic book artist. Everyone in class praised his work, including the particular character that wore a tiger suit with metal claws, which was what he was sketching now.
"Lincoln? Lincoln?"
"Hmmm?" The boy lifted his head, hearing Mrs. Johnson calling his name.
"Class is over." She said. The boy looked around, seeing that the two of them were the only ones in the class room. He must've gotten so wrapped up in his drawing that he must've not heard the bell.
"Oh, right!" Lincoln said as he gathered all his stuff and made his way to the door.
"Have a good summer, Lincoln!" Mrs. Johnson called.
"Thanks Mrs. Johnson." Lincoln said, waving goodbye to his teacher, as she did the same. As he closed the door behind him, he saw the other students cheering and speaking how much they were going spend Summer Vacation. Students intend to go crazy when school ends for the summer, where they can have fun and not worry about the educational system, for now at least. The boy made his way to his locker, placed all of his stuff into his orange backpack and made his way down the hall... You know what, let him do the talking instead. He looked right at the viewer.
"Oh Hey, haven't seen you guys in a long time." Lincoln said, staring directly at the viewer. "Two years I think, can you believe it? Well as you may have already noticed, it's the last day of school, and everyone getting ready for summer vacation."
"It's Summer, Bitches!" A voice shouted in the background, as he and some students began to slide down the halls. Luckily, the boy was able to dodge out of the way as the sliders burst through the doors, with a crowd of cheering students followed suit. Lincoln also walked out the door, surprised by the crazy chaos that was happening, with students talking to each other, some of the bullies pulling one last prank on their victims, and he also saw some couples making out. This is usually something you'd expect to see in High School, but hey, this year was the craziest year in history.
"Well, guess everyone is pretty hyped." Lincoln said to the viewer. "Ok, so for those who have been wondering what's been up with me lately, besides the scar on my left eye, it's a looong story. It all started when me and my family visited Texas two years ago. I entered an old thrift shop trying to find a souvenior for the trip when I found this." He then held his grip on the belt that he was wearing, the brown belt with a silver square buckle, with a black T engraved into the center. "The shop owner said this belt had a very special gift for those who wear it, and she was right. With just a spin of the belt buckle, it transforms the user into a legendary outlaw / hero known as The Tiger, or as the legend say, El Tigre. It grants the user with the agility and strength of a tiger, equiped with metal sharp nails, cool green eyes, and extended hearing. I've even added a few modifications of my own, like extended grapple chain claws, a much more durable suit, and of course, the batman-like attitude... ok the last one I made up." He soon made his way towards the bus. As it opened up, he hopped right on, seeing multiple students talking and sitting with each other.
"Things got a little rough shortly after I discovered it's power, such as family drama, mental trauma, me having to wear a stupid squirrel suit, and of course almost throwing someone off a building for... well, I won't get into that detail, but things got better after that, and I guess you can say that I've improved after the past couple years, including my sisters. My eldest sister Lori, she's already 19 and she recently graduated highschool. She's trying to get into the same college as Bobby, her boyfriend, but mom and dad forgot to send in the qualification papers so she has to wait. But it's ok, he's waiting for that too. Leni, well I guess you can say that she's still ditzy, but she's gotten even more creative recently, and she's already coming up with new designs for her Ideal clothing line, and she has a new... addition to the family. Luna's finally started her band, where she's the lead singer and guitarist. Of course, they're still working on getting a gig in town, and they just started their YouTube channel with a music video. And to clue you in, I heard she's in a relationship with her friend Sam. Luan has also been getting some gigs of her own in comedy, which is her speciallty. She still pulls pranks on our family, but they're much more laughable than painful. BTW, when it's April Fools, stay away from her, or it's Aprankalypse for you. Lynn Jr, named after my dad, is now the youngest captain of the Football Team in High School. In fact, she's captain of almost every sports team in High School. She and I have gotten closer over the past couple years. That's a long story saved for another time. Lucy, despite still having that gothic emo personality, is now in the Theatre group up town, and she's been in seven plays now. Most of them are from gothic literature, but even they need praise once and a while. The Twins are also getting into stuff. Lola's won 10 Regional Pageants in a row, and Lana's a junior assistant at the Auto Repair store. Still Lola's the mean one and Lana still the dirty one, but they're much nicer now a days. Lisa's still doing science, but also became the honorary member of the International Science group at NASA. She's also been doing some work which she described as top secret, and I think she's getting too literal about them. And Lily... well, she's still the same Lily, except now she wears clothes, she can say more words now, her hair's growing in, and the best part, she's potty trained, so no more changing the baby." Pretty soon, the bus came to a stop, where all the students departed the bus, with Lincoln being the last one off, which he didn't mind. After all, he was actually very close to his home, which was a nice big house with a front porch, backyard, a garage, and of course, the nice blue van known as Vanzilla. With him having a big family, they need all the space they can get, right? Anyway, he went up to the porch, ready to head inside, finishing talking with the viewer.
"And the best part of it all, is that I'm a super hero like Ace-Savvy, and to be honest, like I already said, it is the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm glad that I can share it with you guys. But whatever you guys do, Do NOT tell anyone, especially my sisters and my parents. They would totally lose it if they found out." With that said, he turned away from the viewer and opened the door, nice to be back home, and sure looking forward to the summer.
"Mom, Dad, I'm Home!" Lincoln called out as he headed for the kitchen.
"So, it's a Summer Camp?" A woman's voice is heard from the living room. Lincoln lifted his head up hearing that, recognizing the voice of his mom. He turned to the pathway to the living room. He leaned in to hear.
"Yes, it's a very productive out of town program where your son will be able to engage in all sorts of activities." Another voice said. All of a sudden, horror came to Lincoln's face, as if he's been dreading for something for a long time.
"Oh No..." Lincoln said, turning back to the viewer. "Mom and Dad has been trying to get me into Summer Camp to 'Broaden My Horizons', but there is no way I'm going through that. When it comes to being a superhero, I have to patrol the streets at night, and with it being Summer, I stay out a little longer. But if I'm gone, who's gonna protect the town? Last summer there was a major crime spree going around, and it could happen again! Sure the crime rates have gone down here in Great Lakes City since I've became a superhero, but there's always danger around. I got rid of all the Summer Camp brochures. But now they have representatives coming by and recommending?"
"And it's out of town?" The voice of his mom asked. "How long is he gonna be gone?"
"Most likely the whole month." The other voice said.
"Wow, at least it gets him out of the house." His dad said. "We'll introduce him to you." Lincoln's eyes shrank. A summer program where he'll be away from home! For a whole Month?! His parents were going to collect him now. He had to be quick! He saw one of the vents. Despite him being thirteen, he was still small enough to travel through the vents. He quickly opened the vent cover and went inside. Crawling his way up through the shaft and up the vents, he made it out of the kitchen.
"Ok, looks like I'm gonna have to hide out in here until this blows over." Lincoln said.
"Lincoln."
The boy yelped as he heard the low voice. Looking forward, he saw a thin pale looking 10 year-old goth girl with black hair, covering her eyes and most of her face, except for her ears. She was a bit smaller than Lincoln. She wore a black dress over a white shirt with black striples, with her leggings the same thing, and black shoes.
"Lucy?" Lincoln asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm writing my poetry." Lucy said, showing her notebook open, and a pen in her hand.
"In the vents?" Lincoln asked.
"It's a very quiet place for me to write." Lucy said. Yep, this is Lucy, the only one with the gothic attire and gothic personality. Nobody knows why she was born like this. But she loves the dark side of things, and she loves poetry and gothic arts, especially the works of Edgar Allen Poe and Lovecraft. It was also rare for her to smile, but Lincoln also noticed something, and it wasn't a smile. The girl was wearing headphones around her neck.
"Why do you have headphones?" He asked.
"I've been listening to Nightwish lately." Lucy said. "The music is so inspirational."
"Let me guess, it's another gothic band?" Lincoln asked.
"Somewhat, but it's actually Symphonic Metal." Lucy said. "Luna took me to one of the band's concerts a week ago, and that Tuomas Holopanien is sooo magnificent."
"Huh..." Lincoln said. "Didn't know you listened to Symphonic Metal."
"Comes with the gothic territory." Lucy said. "Now please leave so I can write."
"Sorry Lucy, but some guy from a Summer Camp is here and I'm trying to avoid my parents until they leave." Lincoln said. "Is it alright if I stay here for a while. I won't bother you at all."
"Sigh." Lucy said instead of an actual sigh. "Ok, but I must warn you it's almost feeding time."
"Feeding Time?" Lincoln asked. "For what?"
"For Blood..." Lucy hissed, and opened her mouth with a smile, revealing actual fangs.
"Ahhh!" Lincoln yelped. "You know, I'll just let you be. I'll hide somewhere else." Taking a couple steps back, his foot slipped into a loose vent hole and he fell through, landing into the room below him on his face. Luckily it wasn't the dining room, living room, or the kitchen. It was actually on the second floor. The room had one window and two beds, one blue and one pink. There was a dresser with a pot of fake flowers, and there was a desk with a knitting machine. Lincoln lifted his head up.
"Ow..." He said.
"LINCOLN!" The voice got his attention. In front of him was a much older girl, about nineteen years of age, with blonde hair, with the back tied up in a pony tail. She wore a light blue tank top, brown cargo pants, blue slip-on shoes and blue eyeshadow. There were white pearl earrings on each ear, and her hips were a teeny bit wide, but not too much. She was holding a cellphone up to her ear. Lori Loud, the oldest of the Loud children. She is pretty much the third parent around the house whenever Lincoln's parents aren't home. On her phone everyday, either talking to friends or her boyfriend Bobby Santiago, nobody rarely sees her without it. She can be very bossy, and can assert her authority. But she does love her family, especially Lincoln. But anyone who would enter her room without permission would face her wrath. If anyone else could see her, she was angry. Very angry... Literally.
"Oh great it's the Goddess of War." Lincoln said.
"Bobby, I'll call you back." Lori said to her phone. "Someone came into my room... without permission... again." She pressed a button on her phone, hanging up, and the boy quickly got back up to his feet.
"Hey Lori, sorry for dropping in." Lincoln said.
"Lincoln, how many times do I have to tell you, STAY OUT OF MY ROOM!" Lori shouted.
"I wasn't trying to go into your room." Lincoln said. "I fell through the vents." The older girl looked up and saw the vent open.
"Oh... that's why it's been getting warm in here." Lori said. "I just thought dad forgot to turn on the AC. Why were you in the vents again?"
"I'm trying to hide from Mom." Lincoln said. "Some representative from a Summer Camp is here and I'm trying to avoid them the best I can." Lori looked at the boy confused.
"But why didn't you stay in the vents?" Lori asked. Then suddenly a loud hiss was heard from above the vent opening. "Lucy's in the vents?"
"Lucy's in the vents." Lincoln said.
"Well, you can't hide in my room." Lori said, holding her cell phone up. "You'll have to hide somewhere else. I'm talking to Bobby."
"Don't you every day?" Lincoln asked. "You'd be better off marrying your phone since you're on it twenty four seven."
"JUST GET OUT!" The boy was was then thrown out of the girl's room, with the door slamming shut behind him.
"Yep, still the same old Lori." Lincoln said.
"Lincoln?" The boy froze hearing his mom's voice.
"Uh oh, gotta run." Lincoln said as he got up and ran for it.
"HALT!" The boy stopped in his tracks. Standing right before him were two blonde hair girls. This time a bit shorter than him, and shorter than Lucy. Two twin girls stood before him. The one on the right, Lana, was wearing a red baseball cap backwards with a small square hole. Her hair had two downward pigtails tied down with red scrunchies. She wore a murky green t-shirt under dark blue overalls, and she had white sneakers with blue stripes. Lana is pretty much the dirty one of the family, and by dirty that means she likes to get messy, such as rolling in the mud, playing with her reptiles and frogs, eating from the trash... yeah, better left unsaid. But she's a very handy mechanic, knowing how to fix the faucets, the van, anything that has gears and screws with it.
Her twin, Lola, was actually a lot different than she was. The twin had longer hair with a downward ponytail, with a tuft of hair on the top of her head pointed to the right. She wore a princess attire; consisting of a long pink gown and sash, a white pearl necklace around her neck, long pink gloves, white earrings, pink high heels, and a tiara on her head. It's pretty much what she wears everyday, since she's been in hundreds of beauty pagents, and always came out on top. The opposite of Lana, Lola is more girl, and she's smart-mouthed, and really sassy... and bratty. Don't make her angry or she'll unleash a violent temper that is way beyond Lori's level of anger.
The only thing that both twins had were their missing front teeth, and they were wearing police shades.
"Where do you think you're going mister?" Lola asked.
"Uhhhh... what's going on here?" Lincoln asked.
"We're patrolling the hallway, that's what!" Lana said.
"Let me guess, you guys are practicing to be Hall Monitors again?" Lincoln asked. "You guys know that school's out, right?"
"Yes, we know that." Lola said.
"We're practicing so we'll be better at being hall monitors." Lana said. "And we get to lock people up too!"
"And I'm doing it because there's another regional pagent coming up where one of the challenges is acting tough." Lola said.
"Wait, aren't you always tough?" Lana asked.
"Yeah, but I want to be tougher." Lola said.
"Lincoln?!" The older woman's voice called from down the stairs.
"Oh great." Lincoln said. "Girls, I need to move. I don't want mom to find me."
"Sorry Bro." Lana said. "But we're not letting you pass until you say the magic word."
"What magic word?" Lincoln asked.
"You have to guess it." Lana said.
"And you aren't moving until you answer!" Lola said. The boy only looked at them for a second. Raising his finger up, he licked it slightly, and then he gently pushed Lola's hair tuft, causing the girl to scream in agony. When it came to being a beauty pagent star, she developed a strong fear of dirtyness, and one touch of anything will cause her to flip out.
"GAAAAAH! My Hair!" She shouted. "There's Icky Saliva In My Hair!"
"Saliva?!" Lana asked, who actually enjoys filth. "Let Me Taste It!"
"NOO!" Lola shouted as Lana jumped on her, causing the two to get in a scuffle, down the stairs.
"Girls, No Fighting in the House!" The mother called out. "I'm so sorry, this usually doesn't happen around here." Seeing the opportunity, he quickly made his way into the bathroom. Going inside, he locked the door.
"That was even too close." Lincoln said. "Guess I'll hide out in the bathroom until the representative leaves." He made a step forward, but then slipped on the floor, which was a bit wet because it was a little steamy.
"Ow..." Lincoln said as he slowly got up.
"Guess you were wearing slippers!"
"AH!" Lincoln made another yelp, as he turned around and saw another girl, this time in the shower. The girl had long light-brown hair, and she was wet, because she was in the shower. She had prominent buck teeth, which sported braces, including her upper and lower teeth. Since she was in the shower, she was also nude. Luckily she had a curtain blocking her naked body.
"Hey Lincoln!" She said with a smile.
"Oh My Gosh!" Lincoln shouted. "I'm so sorry Luan, I didn't know you were in here."
"Oh that's ok Lincoln." Luan said. "I should be sorry for scaring you too. Guess I'm scariest when I'm nude. I'm such a grisley bare!" She gave a funny laugh, and then pushed away the curtain, showing her entire body naked. Luckily her long hair was covering her breasts, which have grown... quite a bit. Lincoln yelped again as he saw her, and looked away.
"Luan, I'm right here!" Lincoln said.
"Oh sorry." Luan said. "Forgot you don't like seeing people nude. Guess some people can't... bare it?" As she laughed, Lincoln only sighed. Same Luan as usual. With her being the funny one, she's always one for cracking jokes and bad puns. It comes with being a rising comic. However, her fun and comical antics can get pretty overboard, especially on April Fools, where she would pull crazy pranks that would bring the apocalypse on her family. But she's goofy and fun-loving, as long it's not the first of April. The rising comedian grabbed a towel on the hanger and was drying her hair and her body. "Say, why'd you come in here? Couldn't wait to use the bathroom?"
"No." Lincoln said. "There's a representative from a Summer Camp and I'm trying to hide from Mom and Dad because they want me to attend one."
"Wow..." Luan said as she finished using the hair dryer, her hair bushing out to be curly, with two long protruding hairs sticking out from the center of her forehead. "Looks like you in for a ...Bummer Summer!" She gave a laugh, as Lincoln stood there.
"Was that suppose to be a joke?" Lincoln asked.
"Nah, I just said that because both of those words rhymed." Luan said as she pulled up her yellow checkerboard pattern skirt. She then placed on her white sleeveless shirt on, without putting on her bra. Normally she would put her yellow scrunchie through her hair, making a large ponytail, but last year she decided to let her hair flow.
"Uhhh, you forgot to put on your bra." Lincoln said.
"Nah, I don't wear bras." Luan said.
"What?" Lincoln asked. "Why?!"
"Because I don't want to take it off later and leave a ...boobie trap!" Luan said, followed by another laugh. "But seriously though, I don't have to wear them."
"Ok, I'm just gonna hide in Lisa's room." Lincoln said as he unlocked the door and opened it. But he froze in place, seeing his mom. But she wasn't looking at him. She was at the other side of the room, looking into his room.
"Lincoln?!" She asked. "Honey, didn't you hear Lincoln coming in and going upstairs?"
"I heard him coming in!" The father called out. Seeing his mom still looking into his room, the boy quickly made his way to Lisa's room and slipped inside, closing the door quietly.
"Man, why can't I get some peace and quiet." Lincoln said as he leaned against the door. He froze however, seeing the inside of Lisa and Lily's room. There were two beds in the room. One dark green, and the other one was smaller and had a purple blanket on it. But he saw lots of pictures hanging up on Lisa's side of the room. All of them were notes, sketches, and pictures of various events and people. He looked straight forward and saw a six year-old girl working at her science desk. She was in her usual green turtleneck sweater, white lab coat, dark pink pants and brown shoes, all in which droop down to illustrate her stoic demeanor. She also had short shaggy hair, and wore black-framed glasses with two circular lenses.
"You should always knock on the door before you enter the premises of my room, brother unit." The girl said. Lisa Loud, Lincoln's six year-old sister, is the child prodigy within the entire family. Her IQ is pretty much way beyond the modest minds in the world. She'd always be working on complex experiments, equations, and formulas, despite being in Kindergarten. She's not one to partake in mundane human emotions, unless it involves romance.
"How'd you know I was outside the room?" Lincoln asked a bit surprised.
"Security cameras." Lisa said. "They're the world's most smallest cameras." She lifted a finger up, facing it toward Lincoln. But the boy didn't see anything.
"I don't see it." He said.
"But it sees you." Lisa said, holding a video up of Lincoln, staring at Lisa's finger. The boy was taken back by this a bit.
"Wicked." He said.
"I'm sure there's a reason why you entered my room, my loving middle brother?" Lisa asked.
"What's going on in here?" Lincoln asked.
"If you wander about the photos, I'm doing some work on the Conspiracy theories." Lisa said. When the girl turned five and a half, Lisa wondered into the world of global conspiracies. Not the ones where there were some fake stuff, but the ones that involved terrorists and secret underground groups planning to take over the world, and coverups. "I'm trying to figure out the disappearance of a famous professor who disappeared with his daughter years ago."
"Who?" Lincoln asked.
"This guy." Lisa said, showing a picture of a man in grey hair, a beard, and wearing black sunglasses.
"Who is that?" Lincoln asked.
"Professor Waldo Schaeffer, aka Franz Hopper." Lisa said. "He was one of the most brilliant scientists, and ...my biggest idol. Normally I wouldn't do any girl antics but... Eeeeeeeee!" The six year-old gave a squeel of excitement holding the picture. Following the Kadic Academy incident, she dug up some stuff about Franz Hopper and his life, and has been trying to find out what he was involved in. She pretty much praises the man.
"Who the heck is Franz Hopper?" Lincoln asked, only to receive a slap from his sister. "Ow!"
"Clearly if you were as smart as I am, you would know." Lisa said. "He used to be was part of an international top-secret project consisting of many scientists who worked in the fields of computing and quantum mechanics. The purpose was to create a way to control communications and devices electronically, and develope a system that can transport people digitally and disrupt enemy communications. But it turns out it's main purpose was to transport matter from one quantum realm to another. Something that you wouldn't understand." Lincoln looked at the pictures on the wall.
"Well did you find anything about him?" Lincoln asked.
"Only that he built a supercomputer underneath a factory, doing some illegal construction, was a teacher at Kadic Academy, and he had a daughter." Lisa said. "I'm getting close though. Now if you would please, leave the room?"
"But mom's looking for me." Lincoln said. "And I don't want her to find me."
"Is it because a representative from an out of town camp involving summer activities is here?" Lisa asked, surprising the boy.
"How'd you know?" Lincoln asked.
"Overheard them when I came home." Lisa said. "If you want, I can transport you outside if you want."
"Really?" Lincoln asked. "How?" The prodigy turned around and held up a strange white device that looked like a gun.
"Whoa... what is that?" Lincoln asked.
"The Aperture Science Handheld Portable Quantum Tunneling Device." Lisa said.
"Huh?" Lincoln asked.
"Portal Gun." Lisa said.
"Portal Gun?" Lincoln asked.
"Observe." Lisa said as she pointed the gun to the ground and fired, revealing a blue portal to form in the floor. She then went to the window and fired another portal in the backyard. "Your exit awaits."
"Wow!" Lincoln said. "Thanks!" With that said, he jumped in and disappeared. Then a beeping came from Lisa's desktop.
"Oh, looks like the footage came in." Lisa said as she clicked her keyboard to view the footage. Her eyes widened with surprise. "Hmmmm... interesting."
Back outside, Lincoln dropped from the portal and landed on the ground. The portal then disappeared.
"Impressive..." Lincoln said, but then something hit him hard in the back of his head.
"Ow!" He shouted, but covered his mouth, hoping his parents didn't hear him. He then turned to see what hit him. It was just a soccer ball.
"Oh Hey Linc!" Turning his head he saw his other older sister. The fifteen had thick brown hair pulled back into a short high ponytail, wearing a red unzipped hoodie and a white jersey with a red 1 on it. Her track shorts were red and white, and she had black cleats with striped white knee-high socks. It was Lynn Jr. Loud, Lincoln's fifth oldest sister right before him, named after their father Lynn Sr. and the Sporty one in the family. Athletic and competitive, she loves playing sports of all kind, like football, soccer, hockey, even martial arts, which comes in handy when roughhousing with her siblings. Despite being fifteen, she was only a teeny bit taller than Lincoln.
"Oh hey Lynn." Lincoln said.
"Hey, that was so cool how you jumped through that portal!" Lynn said as she picked up her soccer ball. "Lisa testing out teleporting devices on you?"
"Nah, I just needed to get out the house." Lincoln said. "Why? Has Lisa tested some stuff on you lately?"
"No way, not after what happened last week." Lynn said. "She asked me to test out some ball suit. Then she injected me with some surem and actually turned me into a ball."
"Oh, that explains why you looked... ummm... round." Lincoln said.
"But if I'm honest, it was actually really fun rolling around like that." Lynn said. "Managed to squish Lori in one roll." The two shared a laugh, but as the girl looked back at the boy, she saw the scar on his left eye, and a sad guilty face formed on her face.
"You ok?" Lincoln asked.
"Yeah... it's just." Lynn began. "I cringe everytime I see your eye." The boy then realized what she meant.
"In case you guys are wondering, you probably have an idea how I got this." Lincoln said to the viewer, pointing at his scar. The sport jock turned away.
"Everytime I notice that scar... I get... flashbacks." Lynn said.
"You mean?" Lincoln asked.
"No... not... that..." Lynn said. "Just the flashbacks about... our fight." Believe it or not, two years ago, when Lincoln was forced to attend Lynn's baseball game, he was labeled bad luck when she lost, which he let it slide until his family kicked him out of the house because they all believed him to be bad luck, even when he told the truth. He managed to convince them wrong by attending Lynn's game wearing the school's team mascot suit, but it only made things worse for him. They treated him like good luck and made him wear the suit everywhere they went. It led to him getting sweaty, attacked by animals and dogs, and almost killed, leading him to tell off everyone in his family, leading to a bad fight with Lynn, where she actually picked up a sharp object and got Lincoln in the face, over his left eye, which he was lucky she didn't cut out. At that moment, Lincoln told her that he hated her guts, and said some words that he regretted later on, running out the door in the middle of the night in the dangerous streets, with her following suit, where a horrible event left a huge impact on both of them. Lynn was brutally attacked by a group of teenage boys, ones who robbed a gas station eariler where Lincoln was walking by, and didn't bother to stop them because he was still steamed from his fight with Lynn. Normally Lynn would do well in a fight, but these guys were in high school, somewhere in their junior or senior years, so she wasn't fully prepared. And when they were done beating her to a pulp, they shot her. And the worse part, Lincoln was the one who found her in a critical state. She was placed in a coma, where doctors didn't think she would recover. Learning of the sickos who did this, he would then use his newfound powers to hunt them down, with vengeance in his mind. However, he couldn't bring himself to kill them, and allowed them to be captured by police. Guilt-ridden, he stayed by Lynn's side, where she miraculously woke up. Since then, the two became much more closer than ever. Lynn has made a remarkable recovery and was able to play sports again. But still, the mark that was left on both of them was still visible, and that was the boy's scar.
"It's alright Lynn." Lincoln said. "I already forgave you for what happened."
"I know you did." Lynn said. "But yet, with everything that happened, I can't help but wonder, what could've happened. What if I aimed too low and slit your neck, or actually cut your eye out or-"
"Lynn, just be glad that it didn't." Lincoln said. "Sure there were other possibilities of what could've happened, but it didn't. And besides, if I'm honest, this whole ordeal we went through brought us closer together."
"Yeah, and you gotten pretty tougher too." Lynn said. "Though you still get your girly-ness from dad." Both siblings shared another laugh, this time with no worries.
"Say, since you're here, you wanna play some soccer, one on one?" Lynn asked. "Or do you wanna do some more sparring?" As the time freezed, Lincoln turned to the viewer.
"If you're wonder how I managed to get good at this hero stuff, I asked Lynn to teach me how to fight properly after that incident. Normally I wouldn't be a fighter, but I'd like to stay in shape when I go out and watch over the streets." He turned back to his sister.
"I would love to Lynn, but I actually-" Lincoln said.
"Honey, I can't seem to find Lincoln!" The children's mother called out.
"Hold on, I'll check outside!" The father called out.
"Uh oh." Lincoln said.
"Summer Camp?" Lynn asked.
"Yeah, Summer Camp." Lincoln said.
"Don't worry, I got your back." Lynn said with a wink. Holding the ball up her, she kicked it near the side of the house, causing the empty trash cans to fall down. There was a loud yelp from inside the kitchen.
"Honey, The Raccoons Are Back!" The father called out. "I'm Not Going Out There!" There was some commotion going on in the house, most likely their dad ran back into the living room.
"You better head through the garage." Lynn said.
"Thanks Lynn." Lincoln said as he headed to the garage door and went inside. Closing the door behind him he gave another sigh.
"Ok, now to-" Lincoln said. But then a loud sound rang into his ears, causing him to yelp once again. From the sound of it, it was loud rock music. If it was loud rock music, it had to be from Luna, the third oldest child in the Loud Family. Lifting himself up, the boy turned to see a seventeen year-old girl with brown short hair, styled into a pixie cut. She had freckles on her cheeks, and wears light purple eyeshadow. Her earrings were actually in the shape of paperclips. Her attire consisted of a black metal jacket, a dark purple T-shirt with a torn crew neck, triangular sleeves, with the shirt having a picture of a white skull. She also wore a plaid lavender skirt, a white belt, spiked wristbands, and high purple boots. She was playing her usual purple electric guitar, and was jamming with the loud speakers. That was definitely Luna, the third oldest of the children, and a rockstar at that. She had interest in classival music until her passion for rock music developed when she went to one of Mick Swagger's concerts eight years ago. Despite her crazy wild style life, she's is one of the most caring and helpful siblings.
Next to her was her girlfriend Sam Sharp, the one with blonde hair, with a teal streak and two piercings in each ear. The girl wore a white shirt, with the rundel of the RAF on it, a light blue leather jacket, with a skull patch on the back, burgundy-colored ripped jeans held up by a black studded belt, and dark purple boots like Luna. She was also jamming on her own guitar, and next to them were two other guys. One holding a microphone, and the other jamming on the Bass Guitar. Behind them was a dude with a mohawk, playing on the drums. The loud music was getting to Lincoln. He looked forward and tried to get Luna's attention.
"LUNA!" He called out. "LUNA!"
"Oh Hey Little Bro!" Luna called out. "You wanna rock with us?!"
"LUNA, Can You Turn That Down?!" Lincoln asked.
"I Know, It's Cool! Right?" Luna answered back.
"No, I said Turn It Down!" Lincoln called out.
"What?!" Luna asked.
"TURN IT DOWN!" Lincoln called out.
"WHAT?!" Luna asked. With a defeated sigh, Lincoln went to the cords connecting to the speakers and unplugged them, causing the music to abruptly stop.
"Oh, you said turn it down." Luna said. "Sorry little bro, couldn't hear ya."
"I wonder why." Lincoln said, and looked at the band. "What are you guys doing?"
"We're rehearsing!" Luna said. "We got a gig at the St. Andrew's Hall this Saturday! We're gonna rock like it's 1985 and 1975 combined!"
"I see." Lincoln said, slapping the side of his ear to get the noise out, then turned his attention to Sam. "You must be Sam."
"Yeah, you must Lincoln." Sam said as she approached the boy. "Luna told me all about you. She says you're the coolest brother around. I can see why. Digging the scar too." She gave the boy a rub on his head, slightly messing up his hair in the process. But with his hair growing all bushy, he didn't mind it much.
"Thanks." Lincoln said. "So wait, when did you guys get a gig?"
"It was after we posted our music video online!" Luna said. "We've been getting a lot of requests to do a gig, and we're sooo gonna give it our all! And besides, couldn't be where we are without her." She gave a nuzzle on Sam's shoulder.
"Me?" Sam asked. "You're the best rocker here out of all of us."
"Oh stop you..." Luna said in a flirty tone. The two gave a laugh and began flirting with each other. The boy rolled his eyes, and it wasn't because Luna is actually bisexual. He cleary had a lot of respect with same sex couples, knowing that people should be happy with the ones they love, even if they are the same gender.
"Anyway, I'll just leave you guys to it and be out of the way." Lincoln said as he went through the door back into house.
"Ok, Love Ya Little Bro!" Luna said. "Okay Y'all, ONE TWO THREE FOUR!" The band then went back to jamming. Luckily, with the garage closed and the entire garage was soundproof, the noise was completely muffled out. The boy went back inside and found out he was back into the kitchen.
"Dang it, back where I started!" Lincoln said.
"Lincoln?" His mom's voice called again. "Where are you?!" He quickly ran to the other side of the kitchen to the dining room just as his mom came in.
"Lincoln?" His mom asked. "Dang it, I could've sworn I heard him." Lincoln quickly hid underneath the table, managing to slip past the chairs and legs. He hid there until his mom looked in the dining room. Luckly the table had covers so nobody could see under it.
"He's not in here either." Rita said. "I'd tell you that boy is always running. Lincoln?" As he saw his mom's shadow leave the hallway. Lincoln moved from under the table, and saw the basement. The Basement! Of course! That would be a great place to hide. Nobody usually goes into the basement. He emerged from under the table and crawled his way toward it.
"Looks like I'll have to hide in the basement till this blows over." Lincoln said. As he took another step, he noticed someone was standing in front of him. It was not a tall person, for it was a little one. A little 3 1/2 year-old with lighted yellow hair, with a tuff sticking out in the back being held by a ribbon. She wore a purple dress with black skinny pants with white socks and shoes. She also had a tooth overbite. The cute toddler only said one word.
"Linky!" She said. Lincoln jumped in surprised, but sighed to only see that it was Lily.
"Oh Lily, it's just you." Lincoln said.
"Found You Linky!" Lily said with a happy smile, but the boy quickly put his finger on the girl's mouth.
"Shhhhh, be quiet Lily." Lincoln said. "I don't wanna be found."
"Why?" Lily asked in cute curiosity.
"Because Mom and Dad are gonna send me to a Summer Camp where I'll be away for a while and won't be home." Lincoln said. The little girl looked at him with a smile. "You have no idea what I'm talking about do you."
"Nope!" Lily said, with Lincoln giving a sigh.
"Still Lily, don't tell anyone that I'm hiding ok?" Lincoln asked the little one.
"Tell anyone what?" The voice made the boy jump to his feet. He turned his head to see his mom standing there. The older woman wore a pink button up shirt with a white collar and cuffs, with long purple pants. Her hair was blonde and big, but not big enough to hide her white earrings. Despite her blue eye shadow and red lipstick, she had bags under her eyes, but they're not that visible to the naked eye.
"Oh hey Mom." Lincoln said nervously. "Were you looking for me?"
"Yes I was." Rita said. "And it looks like Lily found you first."
"I Found Lincoln!" Lily said as she cheerfully skipped into the next room.
"Yeah, she did." Lincoln said annoyed. "Well, I wish I could stay and talk mom, but I gotta go-"
"Not so fast Lincoln." Rita said, making the boy halt in his place. "There's someone here to meet you."
"Would it be a representative from a Summer Camp?" Lincoln asked. His mom rolled her eyes.
"Lincoln, we had a talk about this." Rita said.
"But mom, I don't want to go to a Summer Camp." Lincoln said. "They make you do activities outside, and I don't wanna do stuff outside..."
"Well you can't just sit here playing video games all day until morning." Rita said.
"I don't play video games until morning!" Lincoln said. His mom raised an eyebrow. "Ok, but that wasn't my fault. Lisa injected me with a twenty-four hour serum, and she didn't tell me how long it would last. And besides, me and Clyde were gonna chat online this weekend, and I was planning to spend more time with Ronnie Anne."
"You'll have plenty of time to do all those things." Rita said. "But you need to do other things too."
"I do do other things!" Lincoln said.
"Doo Doo!" Lily spoke from the background.
"Like what?" Rita asked.
"I'm attending the Cartoon / Anime art class this July." Lincoln said.
"That's not until September." Rita said.
"Oh." Lincoln said. "Could've sworn that it was in July. Still, there are other things I can do here in the Summer. Plus, I have patrol."
"Patrol?" Rita asked. "Patrolling what?" Lincoln froze. Patrol was the term he would use when he would be watching the streets at night when he's protecting the city.
"Uhhhh... uhhh... Patrol... the Park!" Lincoln said quickly. "Yeah, I need to patrol the park for... Ants!"
"Ants?" Rita asked. "I don't remember there being an Ant investation."
"Well, gotta patrol the park so there isn't!" Lincoln said. It was a stupid excuse in order to keep his heroing a secret, but fortunately for him, she believed it.
"Lincoln, I know you don't want to do this, but this is good for you." Rita said. "Summer Camps are suppose to help you stay active, be social, and make new friends. Think of this as an adventure."
"But what if the Summer Camp isn't what they say it is?" Lincoln asked. "What if it's actually a Prison that brainwashes children to lose their creativity and become dull-like sister slaves, like that horrible Camp Smile Away?"
"Lincoln, I doubt that it'll be like that." Rita said. "And besides, Camp Smile Away was closed down two years ago because of that." Lincoln only rubbed his forehead.
"You're not gonna stop weighing this on me, are you." Lincoln said.
"Can you at least give it a chance?" Rita asked. "Plus, as much as I hate to admit it, you'll be able to get away from the craziness here for a while." The boy did think for a second. His mom was right. Going to a Summer Camp can get him away from the craziness of this sisters. No doubt, he truly loves his sisters, but there are times when they can be overbearing. Plus, this should be able to get him from attending some of his sisters' big events. And believe it, these events are pretty much daily, and they do go crazy. Back then they would force him to go to them, but after the whole incident two years ago, they finally gave him some space. But being home with them the whole summer can get pretty chaotic. He gave a sigh.
"Alright, I'll give it a shot." Lincoln said.
"Thanks sweetie." Rita said. "Now c'mon, he wants to meet you." With that said, the boy followed his mom into the living room, where his father Lynn Sr was still talking with the representative. The boy's father wore a sea green sweater over a light-green checkered collar and cuffs, and brown slacks. Despite his long pointy nose, brown eyebrows and curly brown hair that was thinning on the top, he was a nice looking fellow.
"You know I really gotta know, what country are you from?" Lynn Sr asked. "China or something?"
"Actually I'm Japanese." The representative said.
"Ooooo Japanese!" Lynn Sr. said. "I've watched a few Japanese shows, though they're actually cooking shows."
"Honey, I found Lincoln." Rita said, getting the father's attention.
"Ahhh, there's our son, our pride and joy." Lynn Sr. said.
"Hey dad." Lincoln said. "I was told somebody wanted to..." The boy stopped in his tracks, seeing the representative. But it wasn't actually a representative. It was actually Jamiko Miyamoto! Except he was wearing a nice shirt and suit, and his hair was combed.
"Hello." CJ said. "You must be Lincoln Loud, yes?"
"Y-yes, yes I am." Lincoln said.. "Uhhhh... who are you?"
"Jamiko." CJ said. "Jamiko Miyamoto from SPD."
"SPD?" Lincoln asked.
"Special Pro Devision Camp." Jamiko said. "We specialize in helping kids with exceeding expectations, to socialize with each other and participate in fun activites around the states."
"Wait... exceeding expectations?" Lincoln asked.
"Exceeding expectations?" Lynn Sr. and Rita asked.
"That's right." CJ said. "We've read the comic book that you've submitted to the Comic Book Contest, and you have a lot of talent for a young boy such as yourself." Lincoln knew what he was talking about. A while back, Lincoln and his friend Clyde entered the Ace Savvy Meet the Artist contest, where they got to meet Bill Buck in person, who praised Lincoln for his wonderful art. The comic was posted online for everyone to see. Lincoln didn't actually think a summer camp would find his talent that extrodinary.
"Wow, thanks." Lincoln said showing a tint of red. "I didn't expect you guys to actually read it." CJ gave a chuckle.
"Well we came to you to say that you've qualified to be part of the program, and we would love to have you part-take with us this summer." CJ said. "If you're interested, we'd be honored to have you." Lincoln looked at the guy, and then started to think. He never heard of a Summer Program like that, or any program like that. Neverless, it actually sounded interesting, and it felt really flattering that they believed he had exceeding expectations. They probably saw one of his drawings from the art contest a while back.
"Wow... I'm honored too." Lincoln said. "I'd be glad."
"Good." CJ said as he took the boy's hand and shook it. "I'll see you tomorrow so we can chat some more." With that said and done, CJ headed for the door. "Have a nice day everyone."
"You too!" Lynn Sr. said. "Oh, Anata no sonzai no tame ni hijō ni arigatō!"
"Dōitashimashite." CJ responded with a bow, and like that, he left the house, closing the door behind him.
"Wow, our son has exceeding expectations!" Rita said.
"I know, isn't it amazing!?" Lynn Sr. asked. "I told you art is a fantastic career for him."
"Say, when did you learn Japanese?" Rita asked.
"You learn a lot when you watch those Japanese cooking shows." Lynn Sr. said. Lincoln on the other hand was still confused by this.
"What just happened?" He asked.
"Mom, Dad!" The three turned to see another older sister of Lincoln's. Her hair was a paler shade of blonde, with side-swept bangs. She's almost as tall as Lori, making her the second oldest child. She wore a seafoam green dress with white frills and triangular sleeves. There were also red hoop earrings. She had white sandals topped with light green bows, and a pair of rounded white sunglasses with black lenses on top of her head.
"Right here, Leni!" Rita said, getting the girl's attention. "Is everything ok?"
"Do we have any more cookies?" Leni asked. "And peanut butter? And pickles? And Ice Cream? Oh, how about Peanut Butter Pickle Cookie flavored Ice Cream!"
"Sorry Leni, we don't have all that anymore." Rita said. "You pretty much ate it all."
"I did?" Leni asked, and began to think, lost in thought. While the second oldest of the Loud children, Leni is, um... let's just say she's very absent minded, forgetful and ditzy. Some would call her... well... let's just say Not Very Smart. But despite that, she is very creative, especially in the clothes designing business. "Huh, all I remember was watching the TV this morning. But yet I have this delicious taste in my mouth. GASP, did the food fly into my mouth while I was looking at the TV?"
"Um, sweetie, I'm pretty sure food doesn't fly." Rita said.
"Well if you're still hungry, we do have Avocados!" Lynn Sr. said.
"NO!" Leni shouted. "Avocados turn people into Avocados! And I do not want my baby to become an Avocado!" The parents only face-palmed their faces, and Lincoln rolled his eyes.
"For those who are wondering." Lincoln said, turning to the viewer. "Leni is... In the Nest. And by that I mean, in eight more months, she's gonna have a baby. No, Leni didn't get busy with anybody. She volunteered to be a surrogate mother for a married couple who want kids, but are unable to do so. Unfortunately, the couple died in a car accident just outside the town two weeks ago. Leni however didn't want to get rid of the baby so she decided to keep it when it's born, especially since they used one of her eggs to make it a successful operation, which is another confusing story by itself."
"Hey Linky, do you have anymore of that stuff that comes from trees?" Leni asked.
"You mean Paper?"
"Yes, the Paper!" Leni said. "I've been in a very creative mood lately and I came up with the cutest design for my baby's onesies! Speaking of which, I already made one! Check it out!" She held up a piece of fabric, which was in the shape of a onsie. It was blue and there was a butt flap too.
"Wow, pretty cool." Lincoln said.
"Thanks, my little cutie's gonna look so cute in this!" Leni said as she gave a squeal. Lincoln however, examined the outfit once more carefully.
"Wait, isn't that fabric from Lori's old bed sheet?" Lincoln asked.
"LENI!" an angry voice shouted from upstairs, revealing to be Lori, marching down the stairs. She was pretty angry, and there was a good reason why. She was holding up her bed sheet, which had a shape cutted out.
"Oh, Hi Lori!" Leni said.
"Leni, did you cut out part of my bed sheet?!" Lori asked.
"Oh, that was your bed sheet?" Leni asked. "I thought it was just an thick piece of fabric."
"It's Not A Piece of Fabric!" Lori shouted. "This is a very special bed sheet! And you completely RUINED IT!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry." Leni said. "I kinda figured it looked familiar somehow. But it's ok, I can fix it for you."
"NO!" Lori shouted. "You already ruined it enough!"
"I don't actually see the big deal here." Lincoln said. "What's so special about some old bed sheet?"
"Hey!" Lori shouted at her brother. "This isn't just some old bed sheet. Bobby and I had a special moment on these bed sheets last year..." Hearing that made the parents quickly widen their eyes in shock.
"Special moment?" Lincoln asked, but then the dirty thought came to his mind. "Ewwww, Lori, you guys did it in your bed?!"
"What?" Lori asked. "No, of course not! We slept together on these bed sheets, and don't worry, we had clothes on."
"Ohhh..." Lincoln said with a bit of relief, as Rita and Lynn Sr. also sighed with relief.
"Oh, thank goodness." Rita said. "For a second we thought that you and Bobby were... I don't want to say it."
"Mom, I know what sex is." Lincoln said. "You don't have worry about it saying it around me."
"Wha... Eww!" Lori said. "Mom, I would never do that! Me and Bobby agreed to do it on our honeymoon when we get married after college, or during college, we both haven't truly decided on that part yet. Besides, I'm not that stupid like Miss I have a Bun in my Oven over here."
"Hey, I'm not stupid!" Leni said, getting very defensive. "Wait, what does stupid mean again?" Lincoln then noticed a strange stain on the bedsheets.
"Well, why is there a stain on the sheets?" Lincoln asked.
"Oh yeah, Charles was humping this a few weeks ago, and he left a stain on it." Lori said. Everyone looked at Charles, who was actually their white pitbull terrier dog with a small nose and black spot over his left eye, with freckles and a black concentric circle on his back, and sleeping in his bed, next to Cliff, their full-grown domestic short-haired cat with black fur, whiskers, large black nose and small ears.
"You mean he..." Lincoln asked.
"Yes, he was masterbating." Lori said.
"Ewww, and you didn't wash the sheets?" Lincoln asked.
"No way." She said. "I didn't want to get rid of Bobby's scent from the sheets." She then took a quick sniff and sighed, while everyone else only feeling disturbed.
"Oh, so that's why Charles was growling at me when he was in those bed sheets." Leni said. "I just thought that he were taking a big poop."
"Poo Poo!" Lily said as she made a giggle.
"Leni, you do that in the bathroom." Lori said.
"I know that." Leni said.
"Who said anything about a big poop?" Lana's voice was heard from behind the parents. All heads turned to Lana and Lola, who were overhearing their conversation.
"And what is this... Master Baiting?" Lola asked.
"Oh, I know this one!" Leni said. "Masterbating is when you touch your-" Her mouth was then covered by her father, muffling her voice.
"Leni, they're kids, they do not need to know this stuff!" Lynn Sr. said.
"Cool, I wanna Master Bait!" Lana shouted, showing interests.
"No, it sounds revolting!" Lola shouted.
"Will you all keep it down?!" Lucy asked as she mysterious appeared, startling the twins. "I'm trying to work on my poetry."
"Do you always have to pop out of nowhere like that?!" Lola asked.
"Do you always have to be such a revolting dog?" Lucy asked, making the pagent winner gasp.
"How Dare You Call Me That!" Lola shouted, revealing her angry side. "I'm not even a dog!"
"Actually, I meant the other word for dog, that starts with a B." Lucy said, making Lola gasp even more.
"Why, you little!" Lola said as she began twitching.
"Please keep the volume to a precise minimum!" Lisa shouted from the upstairs. "I'm doing some important work up here!"
"MOM!" Lynn Jr. shouted as she ran from the living room. "Luan won't stop it with her puns!"
"But I thought they were Pun-tastic!" Luan said. All of a sudden, all the girls began to shout and argue, as Rita and Lynn Sr. quickly panicked.
"Oh No... Sister Fight Protocal!" Both of them said.
"Ok, we're gonna let you girls settle this, bye!" Rita said as she quickly grabbed the giggling Lily, and they, along with the children's father, ran to the garage door, opening it up, only for Luna to step in.
"Someone say Sister Fight Protocal?" Luna asked. "This calls for fight music!" She then started to play riffs on her guitar, and the sound of the band playing through the speakers from the garage began blowing Rita and Lynn Sr. away.
"RUN FOR IT!" Lynn Sr. shouted, and they made their way up the stairs into their room and locked the door. Lincoln however stood there, watching his sisters quarrel, while Luna and her band came into the house making loud music.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, you are witnessing the Sister Fight Protocal." Lincoln said to the viewer. "It's where the sisters get into an argument and it gets pretty physical. One time I tried getting involved and help them settle, but when I did, I almost ended up with a shattered arm. So, it's best to let them handle it themselves." The boy then felt something in his hand, the one that the boy shook. Looking into the palm, he found a small note. Lifting his head up, he saw his sisters arguing and shouting at each other, completely ignorant of their surroundings and those around them. He saw this opportunity to step out of the house. Opening the note, he read it silently.
Meet me at the abandoned Body Plant, 6051 Hastings St. - CJ Miyamoto
The boy's eyes widened with a bit of surprise, but also suspicion. That boy's name... Jamiko was it? He wants to meet him alone today at the abandoned plant?
Fisher Body Plant 210
Probably the reigning king of Great Lakes City's abandoned factories, built to design Fisher vehicles and General Moters when it was built in 1919, until it was deserted in 1974. Nowadays it's used as a canvas for graffiti and installation artists who have created unique happenings inside.
Still it was abandoned, and Lincoln Loud was very suspicious as he approached the building. Looking back at the note with the address, this was definitely the place. As he approached the building, questions began to seep into his mind. Who was this CJ Miyamoto, and why did he want him to come here to talk? Tightening his belt a bit, the boy approached the doors.
"If you see anything, warn me right away." Lincoln said to the viewer. Opening the doors, he walked inside. There was no sound, except for the echos of his footsteps as he continued to walk. While it wasn't a haunted place, it can get pretty creepy at dark. While Lincoln was a fan of ghost hunting and scary shows, especially his favorite show ARGGH!, there were some things that could get him scared, especially Lucy's sudden appearances, and the movie The Harvester, and this place was pretty spooky. Luckily, the sun was setting on the horizon, and there was light from it seeping through the windows. Taking a couple more steps forward, he heard something. A loud clang made his turn around. He placed his hand on the belt buckle, ready to spin it if something would come at him.
"HELLOOO!" Lincoln called. "Is anyone in here?! I'm warning you, I have a belt and I'm not afraid to use it! Spinning it, not hitting with it actually."
"Lincoln Loud." The voice got the boy's attention. He turned his head to see a fellow in the shadows. Emerging, he revealed himself to be CJ, who had his hair no longer straight and wearing his usual attire and red scarf.
"Um... hi..." Lincoln said, feeling uneasy. "You're the guy who wanted me in the Summer Camp, right?"
"Yes." CJ said.
"Well, I don't ever remember signing up for a Special Pro Devision or whatever it is." Lincoln said.
"That's because there isn't a Special Pro Devision." CJ said. The boy looked at him.
"And there isn't really a Summer Camp, is there." Lincoln said.
"That's correct." CJ said.
"Then, why did you show up at my house?" Lincoln asked. "And what do you want from me?"
"I know who you are, Lincoln." CJ said. "And I know WHO you are." The boy then felt even more uneasy.
"What?" Lincoln asked.
"I know all about you... El Tigre." CJ said, pointing at the boy's belt. Lincoln froze in place, with a bit of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about." He said, keeping his cool.
"Oh yeah?" CJ asked. With his watch he then displayed a screen in the middle of the floor, showing footage from a security camera outside the Great Lakes Bank, where bank robbers were running out with bags of money. All of a sudden, they were then jumped by a blurry figure, who quickly disbatched them to the ground, leaving them unconcious. CJ froze the image, and enhanced the screen, showing the figure in a tiger-like suit, with a mask on. The mask was like a tiger, with tiger ears, white tuffs on each side, and a yellow T on the forehead. What was very interesting was that the figure's overbite had a chipped tooth, and a silver belt with a T on it, similar to Lincoln's. The boy was shocked seeing this, because that was him!
"This is you." CJ said, displaying the photo. "That's you on March 14th, where you stopped a group of thieves from robbing a bank." The boy froze upon seeing that. He remembered that day, the day when he went with his mom to go to the bank and the robbery happened. He was able to stop the robbers with his new powers and save everyone. How did this guy get that? Sure security footages record stuff all the time, but how'd he figure it out from just the belt and the chipped tooth.
"No it isn't." Lincoln said quickly.
"Really?" CJ asked. He then showed another video, which displayed a young slender girl with tan skin, freckles, black hair that curls up at the back end with two strands standing out, with slanted eyes, falling off the bridge, but then the masked tiger flings in and saves her. The photo is enhanced again, showing the Tiger hero with the chipped tooth and belt. Lincoln remembers this. He even remembers who the girl was. The new girl Stella Tjukia. She was having a very bad day from the pressure her parents were putting on her, and she wanted to end it all. But Lincoln saved her that day, which inspired her to take control of her life.
"That's you on November 29th last year, where you saved Stella Tjukia." CJ said.
"No it's not." Lincoln said, sweat starting to form on his face. "I wasn't even there that day." The teenager then showed another video, which showed the Tiger hero facing off against someone in a weaponized hawk suit, on top of the Great Lake Marriot building! This was shortly after Lynn's recovery, where Lincoln faced off against the Shadow Hawk, his arch-nemesis, who stole secretive weapons from a lab in the city and took Ronnie Anne hostage when she discovered him. It was a tough fight, but Lincoln pulled through, stopped the Shadow Hawk, and saved Ronnie Anne. He was lucky she didn't learn his identity. But how did this guy get that too?
"That's you two years ago at the end of Summer, facing off against the Shadow Hawk." CJ said. "Do you want me to continue?" The boy was sweating even more now, but Lincoln did his best trying to hide it.
"Oh come on." Lincoln said. "You really think that I'm that tiger kid because we both have the same chipped tooth? Or how we both have the same belt? Just because I was at the Renaissance Center that day doesn't mean that-" CJ smiled.
"I never said you were at the Reinassance Center." He spoke. Lincoln froze, realizing his error. He looked at him, showing some fear.
"Who are you?" Lincoln asked. "FBI? CIA? Are you Justice League, or Shield? Wait, those are just from the comics."
"Jamiko Miyamoto of the S.P.D." CJ said.
"What is that?" Lincoln asked.
"It's short for Space Police Delta, the protectors of the world and the galaxy." CJ said. "I know who you are Lincoln. I know what you are. I know that you gotten the Belt of El Tigre while you were in Texas while visiting a thrift shop. It wasn't until later you discovered the belt's power and used it to protect the city within the past two years. I also know that you have 10 other siblings, who are all girls, your best friend is raised by a same sex couple, and you're secretly in love with Miss Ronalda Anne Santiago. Shall I continue?" The boy stood there in deep shock. This guy clearly knew everything about him.
"I never told that to anyone..." Lincoln said, but then his eyes widened once more. "Could you excuse me for a minute?" He then turned around, facing the viewer.
"You Told Him?!" Lincoln asked the viewer. "You told him everything about me?! I thought that I could trust you guys! Oh wait, you guys didn't tell him?"
"Uh... who are you talking to?" CJ asked.
"The people watching us." Lincoln said.
"Huh?" CJ asked.
"Yeah... it's a breaking the fourth wall thing that happens around HERE!" Lincoln then flicked his Belt Bucklet, which then spun around, igniting with green energy. Then suddenly, a green fire engulfed him and in a flash, Lincoln let out a loud tiger roar. The light flickered, only showing the shadowy figurine of Lincoln, and a pair of glowing green eyes, rushing in to attack. He lunged forward, but CJ dodged, pulling a card out of his pocket.
"Samurai Storm!" CJ called out, and slammed the card into his belt. "HENSHIN!" Making a pose, he then transformed into Captain Japan. The shadowy Lincoln was taken surprise by this sudden transformation.
"What the?" Lincoln asked. "Who are you?!"
"Japan... Captain Japan." CJ spoke as he rushed in to fight. But the thirteen year-old then extended his claws, and countered the punches, swinging his own slashes. CJ then jumped backwards and summoned his R1-Pistol, and aimed it right at Lincoln.
"Guns?!" Lincoln asked. "You know it's illegal to carry a firearm without a permit, right?"
"Yeah, but I'm authorized to carry one." CJ said. "Don't worry, I've set it to stun you." He then aimed and fired, but Lincoln quickly jumped out of the way. CJ shot again, but Lincoln rolled to the ground, evading the attack. The boy jumped up onto the pillar and leaped. He then jumped in to attack, managing to successfully give CJ a couple punches and blows, pushing him across the floor. But the warrior stood his ground. He then rushed in, as Lincoln did too with a tiger growl. Lincoln was ready to swing his claws, but CJ leaned down, taking the boy off guard. He then grabbed Lincoln's belt and pulled it right off, zipping past him. Lincoln stumbled a bit, but kept his balance. He saw his belt gone. And without it, a burst of green energy surrounded him and in a flash, he was back to his usual clothing, including his eyes with black pupils. He turned around to see Captain Japan, holding the boy's belt.
"You really need to keep a tight grip on this thing." He said. Lincoln's mouth only dropped down, and so did his pants, revealing red underwear with white fabric lining on them. The thirteen year-old quickly covered his package and smiled nervously, his cheeks turning red with embarassment.
"Red underpants?" CJ asked.
"Actually, they're my victory undies." Lincoln said. "Lola gave them to me as a present... heheh..." CJ only rolled his eyes, then tossed the belt back to Lincoln. The white haired boy quickly pulled his pants up and tightened the belt around his waist, holding them up. The warrior then clicked his own belt, with the armor fading away in a flash.
"So... you were saying?" CJ asked. The white haired boy only frowned and gave a sigh of defeat. There was no use lying now.
"This is NOT how I wanted anyone to find out." Lincoln said as he slumped on the mattress behind him. "Are you gonna tell my parents?"
"Well that depends." CJ said as he sat next to the boy. "Talk to me. Why do you do what you do?" From the boy's movements, Lincoln was showing some discomfort not wanting to talk about it. But again, this guy does know about his hero shenanigans, so he might as well tell him why.
"Ok... where to begin." Lincoln said as he started talking. "I've had these powers for about two years now. And at first, it was pretty much for fun. You know, like, leaping off tall buildings, swinging across the skyscrapers, and just letting loose once in a while. And I've helped people from time to time, if necessary. It was good, and fun." He was showing a smile as he described it, until a frown formed on his face. "But then personal life became an issue, the bad stuff starts happening, and they happen because of me."
"Such as?" CJ asked.
"Sixteen months ago..." Lincoln began. "My sister Lynn... she was brutally assaulted."
"Ahhh, I was actually expecting you saying your uncle was murdered." CJ said.
"Nah, not that Spider-Man scenario." Lincoln Loud said. "Me and Lynn got into a huge fight that involved me being bad luck, being locked out the house by my family, and having to wear a Squirrel Outfit for good luck. The fight was pretty gruesome... that's how I got this." The boy pointed to the scar on his left eye.
"Not self-inflicted?" CJ asked.
"Nah, I'm more careful then the last guy who used it." Lincoln said. "As I was saying, I said some pretty harsh stuff to her, wishing that she was dead, and I just ran out the door and she followed suit shortly after looking for me, and then... well..." the boy was showing discomfort talking about it, but he continued. "She was attacked by some teenagers and... the worst part was that I saw them that day stealing money from a convenience store, and did nothing to stop them earlier. She got it so bad that she was landed into a coma, and I felt responsible." As he spoke, he could remember everything perfectly how it happened, and it was a bit frightening. Seeing his sister hurt and in a horrible state was really scary.
"I went out with the belt, became this and, I caught the bastards." He continued.
"And you killed them." CJ said.
"No." Lincoln said. "I was planning to, but I decided against it, knowing that killing them wasn't going to wake Lynn up. But I did threatened to do so if they tried escaping prison or were given a lesser sentence. Lynn woke up shortly after I apologized and we both made up. If I'm honest, we're now closer than ever before. But... what happened to Lynn... it still bothers me some times. After the whole thing, even though she forgave me and all, I still feel bad about what happened to her. One day, she told me to always be there for those who need me. And to this day, that motivated me to be a hero, to help those that need help. I don't wanna do something too big, but I wanna help those who can't help themselves."
"So you're looking out for the small fry." CJ said.
"Yeah, totally." Lincoln said.
"I'm glad you feel that way." CJ said. "Because I need your help."
"My help?" Lincoln asked.
"The SPD is putting a team together, and I've selected you to be a part of it." CJ said. "You possess a lot of skill, and with them, you can help us."
"Do what exactly?" Lincoln asked.
"To help us save the world." CJ said. "The world is in danger, and we need your help." Lincoln's eyes widened with a bit of surprise. He's been doing this for almost two years and he's gotten the attention of these secret protectors, and they want him to help them. To tell the truth, Lincoln was flattered.
"Wow... I'm flattered, really." Lincoln said. "But..."
"But what?" CJ asked.
"But if I go, who's gonna look after the city?" Lincoln asked as he got up from his seat. "I mean, Summer's here and it gets crazy around this time."
"I'm sure they'll survive without you." CJ said.
"Still, this is a really big deal." Lincoln said. "I need to think about it."
"That's fine." CJ said. "Think you can come up with an answer until tomorrow?"
"Well, I might need more time than that." Lincoln said.
"In that case then, I can just tell your parents about your crusading at night." CJ said as he made his way to the doors.
"WHOA!"
Before CJ could leave, something grabbed his arm. It was a brown glove claw with a red star,and metal nails extended from the fingertips. He looked up to see a chain, leading to Lincoln's arm, but the light wasn't there in his position to shine on him, only revealing green tiger eyes.
"Ok..." The boy said. "I'll do what you want. Just don't tell my parents... or my sisters, alright?" CJ only smiled.
"Alright then... El Tigre." He said. He looked at his arm, with the grapple claw still trapping his arm. "You can let go of me now."
"Oh, sorry." Lincoln said, and the claw retracted back to Lincoln's arm.
"How'd you do that by the way?" CJ asked. Lincoln took off a piece of the glove, showing a handle on his hand, and a silver bracelet on his wrist, where there was a chain inside it.
"Extended Chain Grapple Claw." Lincoln said. "Did some modifications to the equipment, the chains made of titanium aloe, along with the nails."
"Nice." CJ said.
4!
So that's the end of this chapter. So yes, CJ has managed to convince... or blackmail Lincoln into helping him. Won't lie, this entire scene was inspired from the scene in Captain America: Civil War, where Tony Stark recruits Peter Parker to help him and the team find Steve Rogers and his fraction of the team.
Actually, Spider-Man's characterization in the MCU is what also inspired me to add Lincoln Loud in this story and give him El Tigre powers.
Also, I originally was gonna have this chapter short, but I wanted to feature all of Lincoln's sisters into the chapter. They're purpose in the story is pretty much small roles / cameos, and that's why I featured them all in this chapter. Sure, some of you hate them, like Lori, Lola, and Lynn, but I like them, especially Luna and Leni. Luna knows how to rock, and Leni is so adorable.
So anyway, in the next chapter, we're gonna meet some of the people that Sonic knows. Some of them at least. One of them is kept underwraps for a while.
