It was just an average night in Great Lake City for 17 yr old Ronnie Anne Santiago; the years had been more than kind to her, standing at 5 '11 she had grown into a beautiful young woman. Her figure was a cross between her mother and her cousin Carlota, she had an hourglass figure, and while her butt may not be as big as Carlota's, it was still big enough to make guys lust for her. However, Ronnie Anne had her prima beaten in the bust category as she had larger breasts. Six years had passed since the death of her best friend and crush, Lincoln Loud. Today was the anniversary of that awful day.

"I miss you, Lame-O." Thought Ronnie Anne as a single tear left her eye.

As Ronnie Anne made her way home, she recollected the events that led to that result, how Lincoln was framed by his friend Rusty with a doctored photo of Lincoln kissing his sister Luna's girlfriend Sam—destroying not just Luna and Sam's relationship but Lincoln and Stella's too. Things only worsened as Luna refused to listen to Lincoln, no matter how many times he claimed his innocence. Leaving his family divided. Things took another turn when Lincoln tried to follow up on a lead that he thought could prove his innocence, only to find Sam, who had run away a week in advance. While trying to help Sam, who was depressed and drinking, led to Lincoln being raped by Sam, who was highly intoxicated. These events broke Lincoln emotionally; though he told his family what happened, he refused to tell who it was out of shame until Sam showed up on their doorstep, revealing she was the one who raped Lincoln. Lynn Sr. and Rita wanted to call the police immediately. However, they changed their minds when they found out Sam was pregnant with Lincoln's child, and not wanting such a scandal to become public knowledge, they decided to cover it up, which his older sisters also agreed to. Feeling betrayed by his family, Lincoln hatefully disowned them. Knowing that these events had mentally scarred Lincoln, Pop-pop suggested Lincoln see a friend in Asia who could help Lincoln with his trauma. Lincoln instantly agreed, and on the day he left, he was taken to the airport by Bobby and Ronnie Anne, while his family didn't come. Lincoln said his goodbyes to Ronnie Anne, and Clyde, who came along too, before leaving. Later that night, Ronnie Anne got a call from a devastated Clyde telling her Lincoln's plane had crashed in the mountains over Asia. Ronnie Anne was left in pain as she cried for hours with no one able to console her, until she cried herself to sleep. The day of Lincoln's funeral, though it was an empty grave due to his body never being found. Ronnie Anne openly blamed the Louds, getting into a fight with Lynn Jr. and almost exposing Sam but was stopped by Bobby. A week after the funeral, Rusty, consumed by guilt, revealed he faked that photo, leading to a savage beating from Clyde. A few months later, Sam gave birth to a baby girl with white hair like Lincoln's; the Louds named her Lina Loud and created a cover story of Lina being the daughter of a cousin on Lynn Sr.'s side that died. Ronnie Anne skateboarded as fast as she could; thankfully, her sexy figure didn't hurt her skater career.

"I gotta get home."

Recently there has been a slew of unsolved murders around the city as the victims were all males, homeless, and torn limb from limb. Deciding to take a shortcut, Ronnie Anne took a back alleyway hoping she could make it home without trouble, but she was wrong. Halfway through, Ronnie Anne was cornered by a gang of twenty controlling the area.

"Hey, babe, what's a sexy Latina like you doing on our turf?"

"Minding my damn business, you have a problem with that?" She snapped.

"You're feisty; I like women like you, but you should know you can't cross into Locos territory without paying a toll, especially when there's a killer lurking around; if you don't have money, you can pay another way." Said the man staring directly at Ronnie Anne's chest.

"The only thing you'll get from me is my foot in your ass if you don't move."

Suddenly Ronnie Anne was grabbed from behind, restraining her, forcing her to drop her board. Ronnie Anne tried kicking, but two other men held her feet. Forced to stand in place, Ronnie Anne was helpless as her purple hoodie was unzipped, exposing her purple bra-covered breasts.

"Wow, just look at those beauties." Mocked the man.

"You perverted bastards, I'll castrate you all!" Ronnie Anne Roared.

"I doubt it bitch, Line up boys if you want a feel." Mocked the locos member.

The man pulled out a switchblade, ready to cut off Ronnie Anne's bra.

"Now, hold still. I'd hate to damage a nice pair of tits like these."

As the man moved in, he suddenly gasped before dropping to the floor with a dart in his neck. Suddenly the same thing happens to the other men holding Ronnie Anne. Before Ronnie Anne knew what had happened, an orange blur came out of nowhere, grabbed her, and flew her up to a rooftop. Safe, Ronnie Anne, who was catching her breath, looked up to see who had saved her. To her surprise, it was someone dressed in a full-body black and orange armored suit and orange helmet with white eye shields. On the back were two sheathed swords and a hi-tech gun in his hand.

"Stay here." Said the armored man with a computerized voice before jumping off the roof.

Landing on the ground, the man went into a fighting stance while his gun disappeared; the man spoke to the rest of the Locos.

"So are the rest of you bastards gonna surrender quietly, or is this gonna get Loud?"

The rest of the Locos charged the man, who showed no signs of fear as he went to work, taking them out one by one. Ronnie Anne watched in awe as each man fell. Within a few minutes, all the Locos were on the ground. Some were unconscious, and some wished they were out cold as they writhed in pain from either broken arms, legs, or both.

"Who is this guy?" She thought.

Suddenly the man looked up, seeing Ronnie Anne looking down before moving from the ledge. Raising his arm, the man fired a grapple line from his bracelet that pulled him upwards onto the roof; while holding onto Ronnie Anne's board as he climbed back onto the roof to a suspicious Ronnie Anne.

"Okay, buddy, who are you?"

"I think you should be more worried about your top than who I am, Ronnie Anne."

Ronnie Anne looked down. To her embarrassment, she never fixed her hoodie, meaning her chest was still exposed. Blushing, Ronnie Anne quickly fixed her hoodie but realized something else.

"How do you know my name?"

"Really, Ronnie? I thought the orange would have given me away." Shrugged the man.

Ronnie Anne thought for a second, then realized who this person might be, but quickly rejected that idea.

"There's no way; you can't be him!"

"Maybe this will help?" Said the man tapping the side of his helmet.

Ronnie Anne watched as the man's helmet started flickering before it disappeared, revealing his face. Ronnie Anne tried to see if she recognized him, but no such luck, though she did admit he was handsome. However, one feature stuck out was his white hair. Ronnie Anne knew that hair color had to be natural, not a dye job, and there was only one guy she knew with naturally white hair.

"Lincoln!?" She asked in utter shock.

"Good to see you again, Ronnie Anne."

"Li…Li…Lincoln!?" She asked again, her voice quivering."

Lincoln could see the tears welling up in her eyes, approaching slowly.

"Ronnie Anne?"

Suddenly Ronnie Anne's hand reeled back before she slapped Lincoln across the face.

"Ow!"

"You bastard! You've been alive this whole time?"

"I'm sorry, I really am."

"I mourned you; I cried every time I thought of you, just to find out… you…you…you!" She stuttered.

Ronnie Anne threw herself at Lincoln, wrapping her arms around the 6' man. Ronnie Anne then did something even she didn't expect; she kissed Lincoln. Although Lincoln never expected her to do this, it was a welcome change from the slap he had gotten. Suddenly Ronnie Anne's senses returned as she realized what she had done and pulled away, blushing.

"I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me." Blushed Ronnie Anne.

"It's okay."

"Why didn't you tell anyone you were okay?"

"I wanted to. I must have started thousands of letters for you, Clyde, Pop-pop, my younger sisters, Angus, and others, but I couldn't send them due to where I was. I hated not being able to tell anyone, but I was relieved at the same time."

"Relieved? For what?"

"That they couldn't find out." He said with anger in his voice.

Ronnie Anne knew Lincoln was referring to his older sisters and his parents; six years was not enough time to quell his anger.

"Lincoln, what happened to you?" Asked Ronnie Anne.

"I'll tell you everything tomorrow, but first."

Lincoln reactivated his helmet before scooping up Ronnie Anne carrying her bridal style. Lincoln began leaping from rooftop to rooftop while riding Ronnie Anne's board. Ronnie Anne was impressed with his skills, blushing as he jumped across buildings. Finally, making it to the roof of Ronnie Anne's building, Lincoln sat her down before handing her skateboard to her.

"Nice moves,"

"Thanks, but listen; I promise I'll tell you everything at the park tomorrow; till then, please keep my being alive a secret."

"I will, but you better be there Lame-O."

"I missed hearing that."

Lincoln then leaped off the roof, jumping from roof to roof while Ronnie Anne watched until he was out of sight. Ronnie Anne was left with a mix of emotions. All questions she needed answered, but one thing stuck out: she kissed him.

"I was emotional; I thought he was dead. I couldn't help myself, and I threw myself at him."

Ronnie Anne spent several minutes arguing with herself until she gave up trying to make sense of her actions. Returning home, Ronnie Anne convinced her grandparents that her lateness was because she lost track of time. Luckily her mother Maria wasn't home due to running the night shift. Bobby wasn't there either, having moved out after marrying Lori. CJ, Carl, and Carlitos still live across the hall with her Tia Frieda and Tio Carlos. Carlota, however, had moved out too but didn't move far as she moved into Bobby's former apartment downstairs. Going to the bathroom to shower, Ronnie Anne stripped herself bare before checking herself in the mirror.

"I wonder if he noticed how much I changed."

This was the first time Ronnie Anne truly cared about her looks or, to be more specific, what someone else thought.

"There's no way he didn't notice these babies." Said Ronnie Anne.

Ronnie Anne began swaying her tits, wondering about Lincoln, wondering what he thought about her body.

Ronnie Anne didn't know what was coming over her seeing the boy she crushed on return as a handsome man lit a fire in her, specifically between her legs. She felt overwhelming joy to see he was alive, and now all her feelings for him she had suppressed had come to the surface.

"I wonder if he's a tit or an ass man?" Thought Ronnie Anne as she turned around and swayed her butt in the mirror.

Ronnie Anne blushed, realizing what she was doing.

"What's wrong with me? I just found him, and I'm already thinking about getting into his pants." Thought an ashamed Ronnie Anne. "Focus, girl; tomorrow, you will get your answers."

After a shower, Ronnie Anne went to her room; throwing on her purple t-shirt and sweatpants, she climbed into bed, trying to go to sleep but was too eager for tomorrow.

Elsewhere

Walking down the street of Great Lake City late at night, Lincoln, now dressed in a black and orange hoodie and jeans, was seemingly wandering around with nowhere to go. His mind was focused on two things: what he was doing at that time and Ronnie Anne. Lincoln knew he'd most likely get slapped, but he wasn't expecting the kiss; it still surprised him, but it was a stark contrast from the last time he was kissed, and he didn't taste any alcohol on her breath.

"She really became super hot."

"Hey there, stranger, are you looking for a good time?" Called a female voice.

Lincoln looked up to see a beautiful woman a few feet away, a lovely girl with wavy semi-long crimson hair that is tied up in a ponytail with chest-length hair strands hanging on either side, emerald-green eyes, and pretty cute and youthful facial features. Wearing only a trench coat, the woman smiled at Lincoln seductively before removing her coat, revealing she was completely naked underneath. Lincoln stepped back a bit while the woman giggled seductively, if not a little sinister. The woman started walking toward Lincoln, her large breasts bouncing with each step. As she was halfway to Lincoln, insect legs sprouted from her sides, and her skin from her neck to her belly tore and exploded off her, revealing an insect underbelly. The woman continued giggling more sinister as her body stretched, sprouting more legs. By the time she was in front of Lincoln, she had transformed into a 10 feet tall centipede monster. The only thing human left of her was her face, but that quickly changed when her mouth split open, and two mandibles came out, and the rest of her flesh fell off, revealing her monstrous face. Lincoln only smiles, not fazed one bit, as he replies.

"Sure, I can use a quickie." He mocked.

The monster came down, attempting to eat Lincoln. However, he made another gun appear in his hand and shot her in the head at point blank. Sending her falling on her back, the monster began wiggling in pain before Lincoln shoots her again in the head, killing her. Suddenly the body bursts into flames before turning to ash.

"Well, that takes care of the murders, but also confirms what I was afraid of they're here." Thought as he walked off into the night.

End Of Ch. 1

Author's Note

Here is the first chapter of my newest fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it—a few things.

Yes, I'm using elements from it's (not) your fault again.

The prostitute/Monster is Malty/Bitch from the rising of the shield hero, I really don't like that chick.

Lina Loud does not belong to me, she belongs to Javisuzumiya.

Unlike my Say It Loud: I Am Shazam, which I'm still debating on, this fanfic will have Lemons between Lincoln and Ronnie Anne.

So all you readers who give me crap on Lincoln and Ronnie Anne being kids and flirting or the Anti-RonnieColn haters that keep getting on my case lately can suck it.