Welcome to the 17th chapter of Back from Death! last chapter Lincoln defeat the Glutton ghost and freaked again! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE LOUD HOUSE.
Lincoln shifted a little in the bed. He had a had a bad sleep last night, he couldn't stop thinking about his friends. Liam, Zack, Rusty, Stella and Clyde. They visited him almost every day since he stopped going to school. They were so nice.
But… He knew that he didn't had much time left. He needed to make the goodbyes soon. He wanted to stay with just his family in his last days.
Lincoln sighed. It wasn't easy to figure out what to say. Hey, since I'm dying, this I'll be the last time we'll see each other! No. I'm sorry… but I don't want to be friend with you anymore. No, no no. Lincoln shaked his head. He made that approach with Ronnie Anne earlier and it didn't ended well.
Ronnie Anne. Lincoln frowned. He was really sorry for what he had said to her. But he had made a decision. She still didn't knew, so she was going to suffer less if she don't even end up knowing. But she was really angry at him. Lincoln put his hand on the chest and sniffed. No. It was better if she hatted him. So if she find out, she won't be so sad.
But his other friends were a different story. He told them as soon he was diagnosed. And in this brief window, they bonded so much more.
He always seen Clyde as a brother. Not just a friend. And the bond he made with the others came very close as Clyde's. He now loved his friends so much more.
And making the good bye was going to be the most difficult thing he ever done. Even more difficult then his talk with Ronnie Anne.
Lincoln sighed again. Maybe he just needed to go directly to the point. Yeah. Maybe that was the best move for him now.
He tried to sit in bed, but then he remembered his position. "LYNN!!! COME HELP ME!!" He shouted calling his older sister.
Some seconds passed and the door opened with a sudden swing, the athlete Loud entered his little room with a painfully obvious fake smile in her lips. "Hey Linbro!" She spoke, helping Lincoln sit on the bed. "What do you need?"
"What do you think? -COUGH- Help to get out of the bed, please." Lynn nodded and with little effort, managed to pick Lincoln in her arms.
"So, where's it?" She asked looking around the room.
"Oh. -COUGH- Sorry, Lori brought me here earlier, it's downstairs." Spoke Lincoln sheepishly.
"Oh well, It's nothing! I'll bring you downstairs then!" She spoke, taking him down the corridor and down the stairs. She walked to the couch and carefully put Lincoln in it. She wiped the sweat on her forehead with a smile.
"Here!" She spoke as she looked around the living room. "You know where she putted it?" She asked.
"-COUGH- I Think… -COUGH- It's in the kitchen." He spoke, pointing to the door that leaded to the kitchen.
"Wait a sec!" Linc runned to the kitchen.
Coughing, Lincoln took his phone out of the pocket and text the group of his friends.
-CAN YOU MEET ME HERE NOW?-
One by one, Liam, Zack, Rusty, Stella and Clyde answered yes. He was pocketing his phone again when he heard the sound of wheel crossing the floor in his direction. He looked up his shoulder and saw Lynn pushing his wheelchair.
"Thanks Lynn." He said as the sister brought the chair near the couch.
"Don't mention it. " She spoke, picking Lincoln up again and helping him sit in the chair. "here, how is it?" She asked adjusting the legs of Lincoln on the rests.
"It's okay. Thanks Lynn." Lincoln thanked again, rolling the chair to the kitchen as Lynn went up the stairs, back to her room.
After having a little difficulty to get in front of the fridge, as the house wasn't exactly "wheelchair accessible". And after having more difficulty picking the sauerkraut jar out of the fridge, he realized something. How he was going to pick the bread and peanut butter of the high cabinets?
Lincoln signed in annoyance as he discovered one more thing he wasn't able to do alone anymore. He was about to turn the chair around when. "Hello Lincoln" Lucy spoke, announcing herself and jumpscaring Lincoln, who thankfully didn't fell of the chair like what happened some times before.
"Hi Lucy." The boy greeted after recovering from the fright.
"I see that you were going to make a sandwich." Lucy spoke, noticing the sauerkraut in his hand.
"Well, yeah but-"
"You can't do it alone." The goth completed the sentence. Lincoln looked down, a little upset that she was right. "Here, let me help you." She offered.
"Wha- No no, you don't need…" Lucy ignored her brother, taking the jar out of Lincoln's hand and jumping on the counter to pick the bread and the peanut butter.
As Lucy prepared the sandwich, she spoke. "Lincoln, I noticed that you don't ask help to us for nothing, just to get on the chair." Lincoln scratched the back of his head.
"I… don't want to bother you…" He excused. That was a lie, the real reason Lincoln avoided asking for help was that he didn't wanted to make her sister sadder by showing them how weak, fragile and unable he was. He was trying to act as normal as he could, to try and make his sisters less sad.
"Lincoln, you ain't a bother to us. You're our brother, it'll never be a bother to us to help you." Stated Lucy, finishing the sandwich and handing it to Lincoln. "Here."
"Thanks Lucy." He thanked and took a big bite of the sandwich. Lucy just turned around and walked away the kitchen. Leaving Lincoln alone.
Wanting a little of fresh air, Lincoln went to the backyard and stood there, in the side of the door in the wooden platform. Lincoln closed his eyes as he felt the cold wind in his face.
He really eated the sandwich quietly, watching the clouds dancing in the sky. So peaceful. Maybe the after life was like this.
After finishing the sandwich, he stayed there, enjoying the breeze and watching the dance that the clouds did. When he heard the doorbell ring. He rolled back inside and went to the front door, opening it. It were his friends.
"Hey Lincoln!" Greeted Clyde as he entered the house, followed by Zack, Liam, Rusty and Stella. Lincoln smiled observing them accommodate themselves in the couch.
"Hey guys." He spoke approaching the couch. He preparing himself to what he was going to say.
"So, why do you called us?" Asked Rusty with a smile. Lincoln sighed.
"Guys…" His tone was serious, this caught the attention of his friends. "It's… No secret that I am… going to… die… soon…" the kids frowned. They knew, but being remembered still was painful. "Guys… You five… are my best friends in all the world… you all… are more than just friends for me. You all are like siblings to me." Stella looked down after the last remark.
"Lincoln… Where are you going with this?" Asked Clyde apprehensive.
"I… think that… I… want to spend the rest of my days… With my family… Do you understand?" Asked Lincoln. The kids stood quiet for a while.
"I'm sorry… but I already made this decision… I called you to say goodbye."
"Lincoln…" Clyde spoke, getting up of the couch.
"I'm sorry…" Spoke Lincoln, with his head down, before Clyde suddenly hugging him.
"Lincoln… It's ok. We understand." Spoke Clyde, releasing Lincoln.
"Yeah… we pretty much knew that you would prefer spending your last days with them." Spoke Zack, placing a hand on the Lincoln's shoulder.
"So… you're not mad?" Lincoln asked.
"Of course nothing Lincoln. It just… will be hard for us… To say goodbye." Spoke Clyde, his eyes were starting to tear up. "Specially me…"
Lincoln slowly turned his head to look at his friends. They were also starting to cry.
"I love you all…" Spoke Lincoln, but with every word, his voice started to fade. And every sound also started to disappear. And before his eyes, Lincoln's vision started to blur and fade, like a old TV with a bad reception.
"What?" though Lincoln, before his vision faded entirely into darkness.
When Lincoln opened his eyes again, he thought he was back at his coffin. Even with his eyes open, he couldn't see anything in that darkness. But he wasn't back at the coffin, he wasn't laying anywhere. He felt like he was floating. Floating into a endless void of darkness.
"Lincoln." The boy heard a far echo. His name. He turned into the direction he though that the voice came. "Lincoln." That echo again. "Lincoln." And Again. "Lincoln." Every time he heard that echo, it seemed being closer and closer. Until it was hammering inside his head.
"Lincoln! Please! If you die Lincoln, I'll never forgive you! Linkie! Don't Leave us! Resist a little more! I'm really near the cure! Please! Don't leave us! Lincoln. Lincoln? Lincoln!"
"How he is?" Asked Lori, walking into the living room. Her other sisters also where there, circling the couch, where Lincoln was laying on. He stopped fading in and out.
"If he was like us, I'd day he has a fever." Answered Luna, placing a cloth, soaked with warm water in his forehead. "Can he even got a fever?"
"How did he ended like this again?" Asked Lana, looking at the unconscious Lincoln by the arm of the couch.
"Lucy broke him!" Spoke Lola, pointing to the goth sister, who didn't even heard the offense, she just looked at her brother.
"He's not a machine to break Lola." Argued Lana.
"But it's true! I heard Lucy shouting at him before screaming for help!" Lola argued back.
"It's true Lucy?" Asked Luan with a eyebrow raised.
"I just asked how he felt… being dead…" The other Loud girls looked at Lucy, who shrunk, lowering her shoulders and head. "When… when he said that he wished he had the memories of his last days… I lost my mind…" The sister shared glances.
Lori sighed. "Lucy. Lincoln's decision to stay here… With us… Will have consequences. Not just to him, but to us too. We…" Lori knew before Lucy, putting her hands on the little girl's shoulders. "… Already suffered from it… We suffered… for him. You don't have do it again."
"But… If Lincoln remembers… He'll suffer again!" Spoke Lucy, her eyes were again starting to tear.
"Lucy… I'm not pleading for him to remember. None of us are. But if he ends remembering everything…" Lori turned to Lincoln, still unconscious in the couch. "We'll have to support him. As we always did it."
"Yeah!" Luan intruded in the conversation. "Remember, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger!" The sisters looked at Luan with a slight shock and disgust in their faces. "Om, I'm sorry."
With a sudden movement, Lincoln caught the attention of all of his sisters. He started moving his head left and right, and babble incomprehensible words. The Loud Sisters got up, worried with their brother.
His babble was very low, like a far echo, whispers from far away. Before he woke screaming and sitting on the couch.
"LINCOLN!" Shouted the sisters in unison.
The boy panted for a while, when he felt a little better, he placed one hand on his forehead feeling the heat. He was sweating. "I'm… Ok… I think." Spoke Lincoln.
"Are you sure Linkie?" Asked Leni.
"Yeah, yeah… I… I need a cup of water. Please." He asked, placing his hand now on his throat.
"Coming!" Spoke Lynn jumping up into her feet and going to the kitchen get a glass of water.
"Are you sure Linkie? You're pale…" Spoke Leni. Lori rolled her eyes.
"Leni, Lincoln's always pale now."
"Oh, right." Leni spoke. "But he seems a little… paler…"
"It must be the fever." Suggested Luna.
"Can I even get a fever?" Asked Lincoln confused.
"Here's the water bro!" Lynn walked back into the room, caring a jar of water in one hand and a cup in the other. She filled the cup, placed the jar in the center table and gave Lincoln the glass.
"Thanks Lynn." Thanked Lincoln, drinking the water in one long sip. He sighed, placed the glass in the air in his left and spoke. "As we were saying, can I even get a fever, I mean I… wait a minute, where did I place the glass?" Lincoln Looked to his right and saw the glass floating in place.
It took a second before the Louds realized, when it happen, they screamed in shock, even Lincoln screamed. And the glass fell on the couch, luckily he didn't broke.
"What was that!?" Spoke Lori freaked.
"The glass was floating!" Spoke Luna, also freaked.
"There's a ghost in here!." Spoke Leni frightened. That made the other sister stop and look at her. "What?"
"Well… Maybe she is right, Lincoln was the one how placed it in the air." Lana pointed at her brother.
"Me?" Spoke Lincoln pointing at himself. He looked back at the cup and frowned in determination. Maybe... Lincoln raised his left hand in the cup's direction and focused.
Then, he raised the hand even more, and the glass, incredibly, started floating up. He lowered his hand a little, the cup lowered, he turned the hand left, the cup accompanied his movement.
"Huh…" Started Lincoln without any words. "This… Is new." He stated.
"Lincoln! You have telekinesis!" Exclaimed Luna excited.
"A ghost kind of telekinesis!" Spoke Lana.
"Ectokinesis is the term." Stated Lisa, just to his siblings look at her confused. "What? I've been researching more about paranormal lore, and I read this term."
"Do you always had this power Lincoln?" Asked Luan.
"No… As I said, this is new." Explained Lincoln.
"Then, how you got it now?" Questioned Luan.
"Hum…" Lincoln thought for a second, and a thing came I his mind. "Wait… the Glutton Ghost had this power, remember the shards of glass he thrown against me?" Lisa scratched her chin upon hearing this.
"So, you're saying that, somehow, you copied his power?" She questioned adjusting her glasses.
"Well, I guess yes." Answered Lincoln, making the cup float in the air aimlessly.
"It might be the amulet." Suggested Lana, pointing to the bulge in Lincoln's pocket. The boy put his hand inside it and grabbed the bronze amulet.
"Probably." Spoke Lincoln, looking at the mysterious objet. "This thing is what sends the ghosts to the other side."
But why just now you got a new power?" Questioned Lola confused. Lincoln thought a little.
"Well, that ghost that was in the school must had super strength, It beat him and in the next day I was super strong. And probably it must be a ghost that uses the amulet to get the power, that may explain why Lisa didn't got any power by sending Haily to the other side." Deduced Lincoln.
"Wow Lincoln." Lynn spoke up. "You can get stronger and stronger! You can become the strongest ghost in earth!" Complemented excited, Lincoln responded with a bland laugh.
"I don't know about that Lynn… Wait… what time it is? ARGGH! May be in air!" Exclaimed Lincoln, Lori grabbed the remote and turned on the tv. Thankfully, ARGGH! Hadn't started yet.
The program that came before ARGGH! was ending tho, so, the sisters that weren't in the couch, accommodated themselves to see what the trio was going to show.
"Tonight on ARGGH!!" The voice of Nathan announced the start of the program. "After arriving in the town of Royal Woods, we witnessed the grand finale of the fight between two ghosts in the mall! And wasn't just a one v one fight! Who are the five humans that were allied to one of the ghosts? We have the answer! Here, on ARGGH!!"
After the opening theme, Nathan, Mabel and the cameraman Gideon appeared sitting on the back of their van. "As we saw yesterday, Royal Woods is suffering a mild ghost infestation." Started Nathan. Then it cut to the footage of they arriving at the town. And again cut to a old man being interviewed.
"All over the town. Sights in the shadows, objects changing places out of nowhere, that thing in the mall is one of the most freakish things I ever seen in my whole live." The footage cut to they driving through the road of the town and the voiceover of Nathan.
"We drove nearly all night to see for ourselves this fat ghost haunting the local mall."
Cut to the footage of the inside of the van, in the parking lot of the mall. "Here we are." Nathan looked back to the camera, resting his hand on the steering wheel, Mabel was sitting on the passenger seat. "So, this is it." Spoke Nathan. "The mall. Are you anxious Mabel?"
"Of course I am Nathan!" Spoke Mabel with a hesitated tone. "Are you Gideon?" Mabel looked to the camera, and Gideon spoke from behind it.
"Not much. I still think this is another hoax."
"Well, there's only one way to find out." Nathan retorted, unbuckling his seat belt and leaving the van. Cut to Nathan and Mabel outside the van and Gideon filming them.
"No car in sight." Stated Nathan. "Well, just that hunk of junk there." He pointed to a old and beat van in the other side of the parking lot. The Louds grunted enraged, that van was Vanzilla.
Cut to them walking the dark, abandoned mall, using flashlights to illuminate, their way while they explored the mall in search of the food court. "Man… This is even creepier then my brother's internet history." Commented Mabel.
"Hey, you two heard that?" Asked Nathan. The silence made audible a confusion coming from not too far from there. They ran to see what was happening
They turned a corner and saw the entrance of the food court, and saw five kids, with matching jackets confronting the enormous blob that was the Glutton ghost. Three redheads, one afro-american with glasses and a tall girl. The five were very young. Unfortunately because of the confusion, the trio sheltered themselves, behind one of the pillar in the sides of the entrance of the court, and thankfully, the faces of the kids, were blurred.
One of the redhead boys was holding a lasso, and in a opportunity, he managed to lasso the ghost.
"Wow! Are you seeing that?" Nathan whispered excited.
Soon all of the kids where holding the lasso to keep the ghost in place. And suddenly, a sixth person, another redhead with a black and orange jacket, appeared flying out of a wall and apparently, punching the forehead of the fat ghost making him glow and vanish.
"What happened to that thing?" Whispered Gideon, just to be shushed by Nathan.
"I can't hear them." The six people were talking, but neither the trio or the camera could hear them. But the sixth looked in their direction, making the trio hid. "They saw us?" Asked Nathan.
"I think yes." Spoke Mabel, peaking out of the pillar again. "He is writing something." Gideon also peaked with the camera, catching the kids walking in to the balcony and disappearing.
After some minutes, they walked of their hiding spot and looked around the destroyed place. Spotting a half-eaten, enormous piece of meat laying in the ground.
"Guys, look!" Called Mabel, picking a piece of paper that was in the ground. "It's the paper that person was writing on." Nathan picked the paper from Mabel and read the note. When he ended reading, his eyes were wide. "Nathan?"
Cut back to the trio in the back of the van. With Nathan holding the note. "As you noted, we had to blur the faces of these brave people who fought the ghost, because one of the P.S.s of this note says that all of them are minors, so, for law, we are obligated to blur their faces. But anyway. We are going to read the note! But only in the next block!"
As the program went into the commercial break, the Louds discussed what they saw in the footage.
"Lincoln, wasn't you the one who said about to keep a low profile to not bring attention to us?" Questioned Lynn smirking.
"Yeah… I still want to keep our identities secret, but… only to the great mass." Answered Lincoln, retorting the smirk.
"What do you mean?" Asked Lola confused. Lincoln just smiled and patted her head.
"Just watch." He spoke as ARGGH!! Came out of the commercials.
"And, as said in the last block, the note reads it." Spoke Nathan, starting to read the note out loud.
"Greetings, this is just a little gift of Royal Woods new ghost hunters. Five humans. One ghost. Fighting together to help this little town. If you have a ghost problem, who you're gonna call? The Mysterians."
"WHAT!" The loud children, minus Lincoln, shouted after Nathan finished reading.
"Lincoln, are you going crazy? This is the totally opposite of keeping a low profile!" Spoke Luna confused.
"It's everything under control girls." Assured Lincoln. "I did this for a good reason."
"What is it?" Asked Lori.
"To give the people of Royal Woods hope." This made the sisters mute. Confused and shocked. Seeing that they would demand elaboration, Lincoln sighed and continued. "The recent paranormal activities occurring all over the town are making the people afraid. We aren't suffering paranormal things happening because, well, me. But the people out there… I just wanted to give the people hope. Show them that there's someone that is here to help them."
The sister stood quiet. Processing what their brother had said. And slowly, they figured what was the sensation they were feeling. Proud. The older ones were proud of how much Lincoln had matured these few weeks since his return from death.
And the younger ones were proud of how he was trying to be good person, and because of this, being a good role model.
And the parents who were spying the kids from the door knob. Lincoln, hadn't changed after his return. But became a even better person.
"Oh Lincoln." Spoke Rita, walking up to her child, revealing how the two were spying. The mother enveloped Lincoln into a tight hug. She was starting to cry.
"Mom!" Spoke Lincoln, a little embarrassed, but smiling at his mother's demonstration of proudness.
Not too way from the Loud house, situated into a 2-star hotel, the trio of ARGGH!! Were discussing in their two beds bedroom.
"The ratings are through the roof!" Said Gideon, observing the stats of the show.
"This is great!" Spoke Nathan, relaxing in the bed.
"It's so nice of these kids to be helping the people of this town at so young age." Commented Mabel relaxing in the other bed.
"But, say Nathan." Gideon turned to Nathan. "Are we going to do what they asked in the note?"
"Of course yes dude. This is our chance to meet with a real ghost."
In the nightstand on the side of the bed that Nathan and Gideon were going to share, the note was laying there, open. And below the main text and first P.S, it was written.
" P.S.S. Meet us this saturday, 9 am in this address. Don't read this on air and don't bring any camera." And below that, the address to a abandoned factory in the industrial district of Royal Woods.
N/A: I don't have much to say inthis chapter, I just want to say that it's really fun write this cheesy scenes with ARGGH!!
I also want to announce that I am developing a NEW The Loud House fan fic, that may or may not be coming soon. And don't worry, this new project will not put Back from Death in a hiatus. But I also want to be clear that I still not sure if this new story will really go further.
Well, this is all, till the next time, Bye.