"W-who are you?" The girl quivered

The Slayer looked at the little girl, no older than Lincoln. He backed down and put away the pistol he had behind his back. Lincoln sighed and looked at her, she had her undie's and sport's bra on, nothing else. He blushed vigorously as he looked away.

"T-the real question is who are you?" He said behind his back

A black girl about the same age as the white girl walked up and said: "Linka, a-are you alright?"

"Y-yeah…" Linka responded

"So, that's your name." He said under his breath

"Y-yeah! Anything wrong with that!" She said trying to act tough

"No, no. It's a cute name." He said as he turned back around

She blushed even harder and said, "Ok then, what's your name?"

He paused for a moment and continued "M-my name is Lincoln… Lincoln Loud."

She extended her hand and said "Linka… Linka Louder."

He took her hand and shook it. Some of the party guests started to come out and look at the Slayer in awe, the armor, the muscles, the visor. Two redheads approached Lincoln, they looked at him and looked away. All four of the girls were about to rejoin the party and Lincoln turned to the Slayer.

"Are you Ok?" Lincoln asked

The Slayer looked at his side and pulled out the dart that was shot to his waist. The same one Lisa used to knock him out.

He nodded and gave a thumbs up

"Ok… Olivia sent us here because what I guess, is to stop you from stopping hell from consuming our world." Lincoln concluded

The Slayer nodded and pointed to the gate to leave the back yard. He was about to leave but was stopped by a redhead with acne all over her face, she was wearing girls genes, and a green shirt, and was about Lincoln's age while Lincoln was pulled into the party by some group of boys.

"Hey there handsome, what brings you around these parts." She attempted to flirt

The Slayer simply walked past her and her attempt to flirt, about to get to the gate when he looked around and saw the boy was missing. He scanned through the area and he was making a sub sandwich. He brought it to the gate when they were going to leave.

"Just wanted a snack before we left," he said as he took a bite

Linka looked at the boy and blushed. 'He called me cute.' she thought

Her African American friend walked over to her and smirked. "I know you want to ask him out."

She blushed even harder.

"Well, it looks like he's about to leave. Either take your chance or leave it." She said as she walked back to the pool.

She let the words sink in. She ran to him and yelled "Umm. Lincoln!"

He turned around and faced her. "Yes?"

She twirled her hair and shyly asked: "I was wondering if you would like to go to Guse's game's n' grub if you're free on Wednesday? Also, how did you get that cast, oooh did you break it trying to save a dog from a burning house!"

"I-I'm in the middle of something important, s-so maybe if we finish early. And no, I did not break my arm trying to save a dog." He said blushing

The Slayer watched as they communicated with each other and was very frustrated, he was done playing this kiddy, 'I want to have fun instead of doing work' shit, he has work to do, and fast. He grabbed Lincoln by the waist and hoisted him up on his shoulder causing him to drop his sandwich.

"Heyy." He growled

Linka giggled and she said, "See you there."

He blushed even more at her words. The Slayer began to walk to the Loud family's home, or so they thought. On the way there they began to form a plan, the Slayer only nodded and shook his head when Lincoln asked if the plan was good. By the time they got there their plan was already in motion.

"Alright, remember the plan. I go knock at the door and ask to go see Lisa while you wait here because I don't think they'll react kindly to someone like you." He said as he puts on his Russian cap with his red mustache that they conveniently found on the way there and walked towards the door.

He walks up the stairs of the porch and rings the doorbell *Kiererrrrrrr.* The bell sadly sounded.

"Dang it." He muttered in a Russian accent

He knocked on the door and made sure to make them Loud. The Slayer sighed and waked up to the door and punched it's

FUCKING

Hinges off. The Slayer stepped in while Lincoln panicked. "What are you doing!?"

He walked up the stairs when he was stopped by several heads peering down the stairwell. Lincoln took a step inside after the Slayer trying to pull him out of the house.

He made eye contact with a tall blonde, male teen wearing a cyan-blue undershirt, and cargo shorts. Lincoln gave a panicked smile. There was silence until Lincoln put on his best stone-cold face and Russian dialect.

"We have come to see our companion, Lisa Lou-." He said before the teen yelled

"INTRUDER FIGHT PROTOCOL!" He screeched

Lincoln flinched at him yelling and when he looked up again there stood the 8 boys, all with weapons in their hands. One with a baseball bat, one with a guitar wilded like a battle-ax while others had golf clubs. The Slayer looked at two teens, both with brown hair, one with the guitar had a purple shirt and darker purple pants, and the other with a golf club had a white shirt, suspenders, and yellow shorts. The two boys charged him and they were fast, but not fast enough. He grabbed the braced tooth son of a bitch and threw him into the wall, cracking the wall and knocking him out. The other took a swing at his head, and the guitar shattered like a plate being thrown at 30 mph at a wall. He looked down at the weapon, only holding strings and the Slayer grabbed him by the neck and raised him. *Click* He turned around to see two young blond boys about the age of 6 and they were both holdings bent golf clubs with the imprint of the Slayers legs. They looked at each other than they looked at the Slayer, he threw the boy at the two young boys and they went flying. The braced boy was gaining consciousness and when he looked up he saw the 3 boys flying towards him. His eyes went wide then SMACK, went through the dining room wall. The Oldest could only watch as this man fight with such ferocity. He ran to the bathroom and signaled another Brown haired boy to follow. He removed a plank of wood revealing a hole the size of them to fit through. They squeezed in and they entered a large bedroom and entered the closet.

"Ok, here you go." The Blonde teen said to the younger boy handing him a pistol. He grabbed a colt 45.

"Wait, are you sure mom and dad will be ok with this." The brown-haired boy said

"They said as long as we use it to protect each other." He said mimicking the father's voice.

They exited the room and saw a massacre of their siblings, all knocked out and bleeding. The blonde teen yelled at the Slayer "PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" as he raised his colt and his sibling followed. He turned around and they expected him to immediately surrender, but they got a completely different reaction.

He took a step forward and raised both his hand up. They laughed at his attempt at a crappy force choke, but they certainly did when his chain gun appeared. They felt they outnumbered him, but they were certainly outgunned. They looked at each other and back at him.

"W-w-we just want you to leave." He stuttered

Suddenly a boy in white hair jumped in the middle of them and yelled: "STOP!" He turned to the Slayer "Sr. Slayer, please don't kill them, have mercy."

His chain gun disappeared as he looked at the two teens, they were shaking and the young one dropped his gun from how violently he was shaking. The blond teen abandoned his gun like his sibling. The Slayer smelled something, very discreet, distinct, awful. He looked at the Older teen and his eyes wandered and found a dark spot on his shorts. 'Great, he soiled himself' He thought as he frowned.

"We are not leaving until we see Lisa Loud." Lincoln crossed his left arm over his broken one

"W-we don't know a-anyone named Lisa." The younger sibling said

Lincoln looked confused "Is this, not her house?"

"No man this is our house, t-this is the Louder Manor." He said with a constrained smile to seem friendly

Lincoln looked back at the Slayer and… he was withdrawn from the room. Lincoln's eyes shot open and looked all around the room, but he still wasn't there.

He panicked before he heard a voice coming from upstairs "HEY STOP! NO DONT TOUCH THAT! HEY, THAT'S EXPENSIVE!"

He raced upstairs and the two boys looked at each other and hurried after him. One they arrived in 'Lisa's room' They saw the Slayer kicking and punching the cupboards open and searching through them. A small boy, no older than 4 looked was accumulating the mess that the Slayer left behind, the young boy began to look angry and the back of his eyes began welling up tears, he marched up to the Slayer but was stopped immodestly when 2 barrels of iron appeared right in the Slayers hands, aimed at his head. His temper tantrum was slammed into the back of his mind to save his ass from getting shot off. He backed off and in reprisal, he put away his super shotgun. He still went on a rampage through the room, throwing toys and paperwork. He was going to launch a baby crib but he saw an inactive baby inside, he slowly put it down and handed it to Lincoln who held it. He threw the crib, shattering it, and there it was. A watch.

The 4-year-old's eyes widened and he ran and snatched the watch."No, I worked too hard to just let you have it! Besides, why do you even need it!?"

The Slayer pulled out his plasma rifle and put it up against the kid's head. He held out his hand and looked like he necessitated it without speaking anything.

"Slayer, he's only 4!" Lincoln yelled

He looked at Lincoln and said nothing and looked back at him, still maintaining the rifle to the infant's head.

Lincoln stepped up and announced, "Ok, kid… we really need that watch, you don't know what you are getting yourself into."

"What are you discussing about, whatever could be of such consequence that you require the aforementioned concerning." The boy conversed

Lincoln grabbed the Slayer's wrist and tried to move it. The Slayer pulled the rifle off of his head, but still steered it at him.

"From a boy to boy situation, I can't really talk about it. We just need to speak to Lisa Loud." He concluded

"I don't know- wait… did you say LISA loud?" He responded

"Yes, we need to talk to her." He responded

There was a silence until he ran towards a monitor that the Slayer forgot to destroy. He began to boot it up and selected a few Icons on his industrial AC sized computer. He started up a call.

The Loud House

Lisa cried at her desk from what her dad had told them. Luna was trying her best to fix the watch after Lola broke it in her fit of rage at her father. Lynn Sr. made a deal with Olivia Peirce to 'get the Slayer out of the picture' but it horribly backfired when his son, his only son risked his life to save him. Then... it got even worse.

3 hours ago

"DAD, WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING!" Leni screamed at her father with tears in her eyes.

"I… wanted you to love me… I felt like y-you admired the Slayer more than me." Lynn Sr. whimpered

"DAD… WE WOULD NEVER STOP LOVING YOU… BUT WHAT YOU DID MAKES ME DOUBT THAT DECISION! I AM ASHAMED TO BE NAMED AFTER YOU!" Lynn Jr. yelled

"Lynn… you made us lose the Slayer, but more importantly, our only son." Rita scolded

"My friend." Ronnie Anne and Sid added

"Our brother." The siblings said at the same time

"Rita." Lynn Sr. attempted to reach for her but she held her hand into a stopping signal

"Save it, Lynn… now I see how weak you are to this family." Rita said as she turned away

Rita ran downstairs and into her room. The family followed but not before Maria flipped Lynn Sr. off. She closed the door and locked it, sobbing on her bed. The family grew sad faces as they realized that, Rita was hurt. The TV was still on from this morning and Lana and Lola forgot to turn it off.

"T-t-this is Thomas, Wood, reporting from Los Angeles California. The city is currently under attack from the monsters that the Doom Slayer fought earlier this week." He said is desperation as the camera panned towards the streets, showing the carnage everywhere. One of the banks had their customers running out and a woman was grabbed by a tentacle and dragged back in where they heard a blood-curdling scream from inside. He panned to his right where two apache attack helicopters were being taken down by being harassed by 4 cacodemons and 2 pain elementals. A US Army tank was seen being capsized by a bad of hell knights. And the cameraman turned to see a baron of hell garb the reporter and hold him by both of his legs and began to tear him in half. He screamed as he died in the most painful way possible. He finally finished ripping him and roared at the cameraman.

*End feed*

End of flashback

Lisa put her head back down and cried, even more, when an alert appeared on her monitor. She sat there until she finally had the strength to click the answer call button.

"As you can see Leon, I am curren- curr. LINCOLN!" She shouted in excitement