As the woman left was out of Lincoln's sight, he quickly gave chase to see where she was going. For someone that looked to be on the larger side, they were fast on their toes. Would this stranger be a friend or foe? It'll be hard to tell this time compared to past experiences. But Lincoln shouldn't care about that right now. This could be another chance to meet Lynn and hopefully learn more about her and the area! But he shouldn't be getting his hopes up. This could be some hermit that lives in the area and it just minding their own business.

"Hey! Come back! I need to talk to you!" Lincoln called out to the person. They didn't stop no matter what Lincoln said or did. He sighed in annoyance and continued his chase through the dirt path. Where was this person going? Whatever it was, Lincoln was on a mission to find out. To protect himself and his family.

As time passed, he followed the figure into the tropical forest. The path had ceased to exist and Lincoln only found his way due to not letting them out of his sight. The forest was surprisingly dense for being on the outskirts. Lincoln had to keep moving branches out of his face. He needed to make sure he didn't trip over some rocks or step on a Scrat that seemed to be passing by. This was too much! When would he even be able to catch up? But he pressed on with determination, letting nothing stop his path. After what seemed like an eternity, he eventually came upon a large open beach full of wreckage. Large chunks of old ships were scattered around. Big canons sticking out of the sand and even a few barrels of TNT were laying around. That was worrying, to say the least. He shrugged and started to go out but was stopped by something... mysterious...

"Don't go... It's dangerous..." a sudden voice whispered to Lincoln. He turned around, only to see it was nothing but the forest behind him. A sudden chill went up to his spine as he peaked into the forest as if someone or something was watching him. Out in the distance, he thought he saw something pitch-black moving through the trees. It was shaped like an orb. He tried to look away, passing it off as some mirage and continued onto the beach. When he got far enough, he noticed a neatly built shack made out of what appeared to be metal and wood with a small garden of juicy fruits on the side. It wasn't on the sand. Just a small plot of grass connected the forest that outlined this secret beach. Seeing as there was no other place to go, Lincoln started walking over to the shack to see who was living inside. As he got closer, he started to get a little nervous about his approach. Why was he doing this alone when he knows that anyone in the area could be dangerous. He went toe to toe with a Sandshark of all things not too long ago and this might get him into another heated battle with someone he doesn't even know! He didn't even have anyone by his side to help him out with this task as he came along with no one but his wits. He paused and closed his eyes, trying to calm himself and clear his mind on the matter.

"You can do this, Lincoln. Just walk up, knock on the door, and introduce yourself. Thats all it takes!" he said in a courageous tone to boost him up. He acted bravely but deep down, he was freaking out. He walked up to the shack and knocked on the metal door and waited for it to open.

A few moments passed and soon enough, the door opened to reveal a short, brown-haired woman with a very fat figure. If Lincoln could guess, she seemed to be almost three-hundred pounds! She had a gloomy look on her face which somehow matched her choice of clothing.

She had on a large grey sweatshirt with the sleeves torn off to show white short-sleeves underneath with some food stains as well and some grey sweatpants with black shoes. She didn't look like a happy person, but when she realized who was at the door, the woman froze.

"L-Lincoln? Is... that you?"

"I-I... Yes? Who are-" Lincoln spoke before getting a very squishy hug from her. She was silently crying into his chest in happiness, much to Lincoln's confusion. Why was she so happy to see him? He was a stranger, or at least he was to her. After a few seconds, she looked up at him and spoke.

"Do you remember me? I'm your older sister, Lynn! Or is that mumbo jumbo about your memories... true?" She finally said. He froze up in shock. This woman was Lynn? His sporty looking sister had grown to be a rather large recluse? Lynn's tearful smile faltered as she guessed what was happening with Lincoln. "Damnit. For once, Luan wasn't poking my leg."

Lincoln looked down in with a bit of shame. Shouldn't she be happy to see him even if he doesn't know her? This was kind of awkward, to say the least, but maybe some effort could work? "I'm sorry if this isn't how you wanted to meet but it wouldn't hurt to try and get to know each other?" Lincoln nervously asked.

"R-Right! That'll do... just fine. Come in!" Lynn frantically replied, probably thinking she said something wrong on accident. Lincoln smiled at her and walked right in and took in the scenery.

The shack itself was oddly very clean looking, even if it did show its age with some rust on the walls and the smell of dust along with a salty scent. Maybe it was the ocean or the open pantry of snack was emitting the odor that clogged his nose. Lynn slightly had a blush of embarrassment as she could tell that Lincoln smelled her overabundance of junk food. The shack itself was one open room save for the bathroom being the only other room in the shack. A few feet to the left was a very large and old futon with a small coffee table in front along with a TV and game console to the far right. At the far end of the room was a small kitchen with a fridge and freezer that was most likely loaded with food. It wasn't all that bad in Lincoln's opinion. Lynn seemed to like keeping a tidy place, but in these conditions keeping clean was probably good for your health all things considered.

"I hope it looks presentable. I don't... get many visitors aside from Lori and Luan coming to come and check on me. For emotional support and stuff." Lynn said before sitting on her futon. Lincoln shrugged his shoulders and sat down by the large Lynn. "I think it looks fine! You shouldn't have to worry about what I think about this," Lincoln assured her.

"S-Sorry... All life is nowadays is just sadness and paranoia. I'm just so nervous about... everything that its a wonder how I'm still alive being out in the wild like this." she sadly said. "But... it's nice to have you back. You can be the glue that keeps us all together once again if you're able to get back your memories."

Lincoln started to speak but Lynn suddenly got up. She stood stiff with a scared look, looking at Lincoln momentarily before rushing off to the bathroom and slamming the door shut. Lincoln sat in silence, not knowing if he should be weirded out or scared at what happened. What just happened with Lynn? It was like someone he couldn't see was talking to Lynn. Was Lynn hearing things or is something fishy going on? Lincoln waited for a few moments to see if Lynn would return by now but she was still gone. After making sure no one else was around, Lincoln walked over to the bathroom door and leaned his head against the door to hear what was going on. As he did, he heard Lynn talking to someone. Or... herself?

"N-No! I'm not... going to hurt him. No matter what you do!" Lynn yelled as she was looking into the dirty mirror. "How is he dangerous to us? Dangerous to you? Hmph... If it's dangerous to just you then I'm all for it."

What was she even talking about? Is Lynn one of those superstitious people that Luna mentioned a while back? Or was living out in a shack starting to take its toll on Lynn's mind? Whatever it was, Lincoln wanted to find out and help in any way possible. Although this could be a lost cause depending on how long she's been out on her own. But it wouldn't hurt to try.

Suddenly, Lynn's left arm suddenly grabbed onto her neck and attempted to choke her. She managed to grab the wrist with her right to prevent any actual choking but it was evident that Lynn was struggling against it. "Stop it, Dak! You know just as well as I do that you can't live without me! I... N-No! Don't resist to that cheap trick! Fine... I'll make him leave. Stupid bastard..." Lynn said while muttering the last two words under her breath. Who was Dak? And why was Lynn talking to it? Before he could think about it anymore, he heard the doorknob turn, letting him know to run back and sit on the couch quickly and pretended to be chilling as Lynn walked back to him.

"So uh... B-Bad news. You might need to leave."

"Oh. I hope I didn't do anything wrong to you," Lincoln said, mentally kicking himself.

"No no! It's not your f-fault! I uh... Now isn't a good time if that makes sense," Lynn explained in a nervous sweat. Lincoln couldn't help but get suspicious at what was going on. However, he didn't want to be a bother and decided to start heading out. But before he could go, Lynn stopped him once last time."I... have something to give you." Lynn said, digging into the inside of her shirt and taking out a necklace of some kind. Well, it wasn't a necklace. More or less a piece of gold with some string on it. What was also peculiar about this gift was that the gold was perfectly shaped like the markings on his body.

"How odd..."

"What's wrong, Linc?"

"Oh, nothing! Nothing at all. I uh... guess I'll see you around?"

"Oh... Maybe. Maybe not. But it would be nice if you could visit me sometimes. It would make me happy to see you after so long..." Lynn sadly said, at which her brother brought her in for a surprising hug.

"I'll come and visit you as much as you want! Maybe I can help get you out of this funk you seem to be in."

Lynn smiled and hugged her little brother back. She felt happy now that Lincoln was back. He was here to make everything better, fix everything, and even fix her. However, if he truly wanted to fix Lynn, there was one big problem he would need to face and even fight. Hopefully, that moment wouldn't come for a good while-

"Urk... L-Lincoln..." Lynn said now hunching over, clutching her stomach in pain.

"Lynn? Is... something wrong?" Lincoln said nervously as Lynn's skin began to turn blue. He backed away in fear as she looked at him with an evil smirk and grabbed his neck, lifting him off the ground. "L-Lynn! What the... are you doing?!"

"Oh. We're sorry! Lynn is unavailable to pick up at the moment. Thankfully, you get to deal with a temporary replacement! So sit back! Relax! As I, the mighty Dak, kick your ass to deal with a problem such as you!" Dak said before throwing Lincoln against the wall and out of the shack, landing on his face. He slowly got up, his vision blurry and his arms were weak.

"W-What... Just happened..."

"Dammit! You're still alive? Guess we'll have to do this the old fashioned way!" Dak gloated, stepping out of the wreckage and revealing their new mutant looking form.

Lynn had somehow turned into a hulking, blue monster version of herself. Her fat was gone, now replaced with strong giant muscles, all exposed by her clothing being stretched to the limits by Lynn's sudden growth with her sweatpants still keeping their shape with no rips and tears. Her now muscular forearms had sharp red scales on them with her hands now having sharp dangerous claws, with some blush fish fin sprouting from her back and outlining her spine. She bared her sharp teeth and glared with her red eyes. The only recognizable part of Lynn now was that her face hadn't changed all that much except with black markings on her cheeks.

"What... are you..." Lincoln asked in fear.

"Have you heard of something called a... parasite? A symbiotic relationship? You could call it that. But why should I waste my time when I could be kicking your ass down to the ground!" Dak said. Lincoln got up, clutching the necklace Lynn had given her for confidence. For some reason, he felt like it was giving energy. Maybe enough to tackle this problem head-on.

"Bring it on... Asshole..."