It Begins
Loud Residence
01 07 2018
0636 Hours
Royal Woods, Michigan
Blood splattered on the fireplace, wall, and carpet. The four year old genius collapsed within a second. The .338 bullet had ripped through Lisa's chest into her left lung. Immediately, many of the girls began screaming. They now knew it was all too real. Lincoln quickly jumped into action and began to apply pressure on the wound with a rag. Lisa was audibly having trouble breathing as everytime she inhaled, her lung would fill with more blood from the wound. She was practically drowning with her own bodily fluids.
"Lana!" Lincoln demanded, "I need help over here!"
Lana was quickly to arrive, then again she was only five feet away. "Hold that towel. I'll be back." Lana did as she was told. Lincoln quickly darted out the door for Lisa's bunker. Lincoln opened the giant bomb resistant hatch and slid down the ladder. On the table was a fresh med kit. Lincoln didn't even look when he snatched it off the table and shot back up the ladder.
Dashing back in the door, Lincoln sees the massive pool of blood surround his tiny sister. The hairs stood up on the back of his neck as he saw Lori seemingly trying to preform CPR on Lisa. Lincoln threw down the med kit, opening it quickly to find Lisa's bio chemical foam. He point the tip at the wound. A load fiz sound came from it as the foam expanded to plug the hole in her chest, yet the worst wasn't over.
Lincoln, Lori, and Lana stood up and waited for Lisa to inhale. No response. Lincoln's heart sank. "Lisa.," He said as he pushed her arm. Lisa still didn't even flinch. Lincoln began to enter panic mode. "Lisa speak to me!" Hearing this, the others began to huddle around. Luna shielded Lily's eyes from the gruesome sight. Lola was turned around but could hear everything. Leni was tearing up. Luan was beginning to do the same. Lana suddenly began to continue the CPR process, not caring how much blood she got on her.
It was only two minutes, but for the Louds, it seemed like hours as Lana constantly pumped Lisa's chest for her to breathe. Eventually Lana stopped. Her head dropped in dispair. That's when Lisa began to move again. Quickly the girls' faces brightened with joy. Everyone practically cheared for joy, everyone except Lincoln and Lynn. They now wanted revenge, and they knew it as they looked at eachother with similar expressions, hatred.
Lincoln began his way up the stairs suddenly. At the top, he turned right towards his room. Upon entering, he reached under his bed, pulling back out a Winchester Model 70, a gift from his father two years ago. It was only a hunting rifle, but it would do the trick. Lincoln exited his room to see Lynn taking out her precious baseball bat. Upon exiting, Lynn and Lincoln lock eyes.
They both knew if it was war they wanted, it was war they'll get. Their exchange of visual agreement was cut short as the sound of engines and explosions rumbled the house. The two rush down the stairs to where the family was now laying on the ground covering their heads. The front wall was now gone. Lor stand up and grabs Lily, "Run!" Everyone begins their mad dash for the van, until they see it ablaze. "To the bunker," Lisa stated, " I have a project in there."
"We don't have time for your stupid expriements!" Lola exclamed.
"Trust me, we'll be safe in there!"
The children rush down the ladder, almost pushing eachother down, to the dark room. Lisa seals the hatch behind them. Lisa begins to rant to herself, "I should have know they would do this, they are just to advanced." Lisa then presses a button on the wall near the entrance. A massive steel wall begins to drop. The emergency lights light up the project before them, their only chance to survive this war.