And we're back. Now, I've read the opinions, and I can say that all of you don't want to see Lincoln use original aliens, so I won't use them. I also will be using more villains from the original series, but not as much. And to answer why I gave Lincoln two fire aliens, I'll say this. The first ten aliens were chosen with which ones I felt matched his sisters the best, and Swampfire felt like a good choice for Lily. Also, the original series did have more than its fair share of aliens with literally the same powers (XLR8 and Fasttrack, Four Arms and Humungousaur, Jetray and Astrodactyl) so why can't I? And I'm sorry for sounding a little bit like a jerk, but I've been getting a lot of comments on that. And without further ado, let's begin. I own nothing.

CHAPTER 3: SIZE 10

Vanzilla chugged down the dirt road to its next destination. Inside were all of the Loud family, with Lynn Sr going over what he wanted from the family.

"Ok kids. I don't want any issues when we get to the park" he said. "That means no arguing, no fighting, and no claiming you found monsters!" Lynn Sr adjusted the mirror to make sure Lincoln knew who he was referring to. Lincoln slumped over in embarrassment. "But I really did see Bigfoot there" he groaned. Half the family groaned, the other half rolled their eyes.

"Come on," said Rita, "You're probably going to have so much fun, you won't even think about Bigfoot."

The van soon pulled up to an unusually full parking lot and an even more unusual sight. Standing around were a large group of tents, booths, and people with cameras. Confused, the family got out to see what the commotion was all about. "Excuse me, but what's with all the commotion?" asked Rita. A man with a large beard turned around. "Haven't you heard. We're trying to find the missing link between man and primate! The legendary Bigfoot!"

"Are you insane?" asked Lynn, "there's no such thing as Bigfoot!"

"You mean like how there's no such thing as aliens?" the man replied.

"Exactly!" Lynn said smugly before quickly realising what he was referring to. "Well, maybe aliens do exist, but not Bigfoot" they jock said hurriedly. Before anyone could reply, a voice was heard on a loudspeaker. "Attention everyone! Attention everyone! All the gorilla costumes have been gathered and locked up. Now we can begin the contest to see who can get a snapshot of the sasquatch himself!"

The crowd cheered. Lynn just rolled her eyes. "What a stupid way to spend the day" she said.

"Also, just a reminder, best picture gets 50'000 dollars!"

After that, Lynn grabbed Lincoln's arm and ran off. "Come on Lincoln," she said, "we've got a bigfoot to find." Lincoln smiled and ran after her. He couldn't wait to be proven right.

Meanwhile, one of the park rangers slipped away and walked to an ATV. after a few minutes of driving, he pulled up to a black box hidden by leaves and weeds. Opening it, he pulled out an extremely modified hunting rifle. "Let the hunt begin" he said.

"Uh, Lynn. This wasn't where I last saw Bigfoot you know."

Lincoln and Lynn were now in a more swampy area of the park. Lynn just smirked and leaned against a tree. "I know, but it is where we'll see him. Or at least something who looks like him." Lincoln looked at her oddly for that comment. "What do you mean by that?" he asked his jersey wearing sibling. Lynn smiled. "I'm saying you turn into an alien, cover yourself in mud and pine needles, I take your picture, and we submit it and win 50'000 dollars."

"So you're suggesting that we cheat?" Lincoln asked flatly. Lynn shrugged. "Hey, you want to be famous, you got to bend the rules a little. Plus, if we do win, you won't be known as the crazy sibling who ruined the family picnic and caused thousands in property damage."

Lincoln thought about that. That did sound good. And maybe then he could stop the torment he got from the family picnic. Activating the watch, he began to shuffle through ugh the options. "Will Blitzwolfer do?" he asked. Lynn shook her head. "How about Armodrillo then?" "Closer, but no" Lynn replied. Shuffling through, he settled on a new alien with four limbs. "Ohh! How about this one?" he asked. Lynn looked at it and then smiled. "Now we're talking" she replied. Nodding, Lincoln activated the watch and selected the new alien.

Lincoln felt his arms growing. Thick muscles began to sprout and swell. Soon, his arms split in two, giving him four large, muscular arms.

When the sequence was over, Lincoln was now a twelve foot tall giant with four orange eyes, red skin, four giant limbs with three fingered hands, and an orange muscle shirt and torn blue jeans. The watch's symbol was now on his top-right shoulder.

"Alright!" he said with a much more gravelly voice as he flexed his mammoth sized muscles. Lynn grinned in agreement. "Now all we have to do is make sure your extra arms are hidden when we cover you, and...uh, what should we call this one?"

"Four Arms?"

"Ok. And Four Arms is the new Bigfoot."

Four Arms folded his lower arms behind him while Lynn walked off to get some mud. While she was in a thicker part of the swamp though, she smelled something off. It was like a wet dog that rolled in dead fish.

"Probably nothing" she said dismissively. As she grabbed an arms worth of mud, something was noisily stomping to her. Lynn groaned in annoyance. She figured that it was Lincoln trying to play a trick on her. With a grunt, she threw the mud at what she assumed was her brother. A loud bellow was heard as a result.

"Very funny Lincoln," she said, "now quit messing around and….."

Lynn was stopped cold as something burst to the clearing she was in. The thing was not Four Arms, but rather a twelve foot tall ape-like creature with red eyes and was covered in tan and dark brown fur. The thing glared at the sports star and stomped over, roaring in anger.

Lynn couldn't move a muscle. She was paralyzed with fear. All she could do was let out a terrified scream as she felt one of the creature's huge arms slam into her and sent her flying.

Before she could hit a nearby tree trunk though, a large red hand caught her by the collar and set her down. "You alright?" asked Four Arms. "I'm fine, but what is that thing?!" Lynn replied. "Only one thing it could be," Four Arms said as he turned his attention to the creature, "Bigfoot."

Bigfoot let out a roar and charged at the bulky red alien. Four Arms ran to meet the cryptid head on. "Let's wrestle!" he shouted as the two slammed into each other, their arms locking as the shoved for dominance. Eventually, Four Arms won the test of strength and pushed Bigfoot to the ground. While it was stunned, he grabbed him and slammed Bigfoot to the ground.

"That was for the picnic you ruined" Four Arms snarled.

Bigfoot recovered and kicked the four limbed alien in the leg, causing him to double over. As Four Arms tried to recover, the ape like creature tackled him, causing them to roll across the ground until Four Arms threw the creature off.

Bigfoot snarled as he uprooted a nearby tree and swung it at the multi-limbed alien. Four Arms caught the tree and with a mighty roar, flipped the tree over, smashing Bigfoot headfirst into the dirt. Bigfoot got back up though, looking more angry than anything, and ran towards Four Arms, slugging him across the face. Four Arms landed a powerful punch as a response to the monster's stomach. The two were knocked back a bit and then ran towards each other, screaming at the top of their lungs.

Before either could meet though, a small hole hit the ground right where they would have collided, causing them to stop dead in their tracks. Lincoln and Bigfoot stared at that before another shot grazed the creature's arm, causing it to screech and flee. Before Four Arms could do anything, a shot hit his leg, causing him to falter a little. Thanks to the excess muscle mass, it didn't hurt more than a wasp's sting, but it still provoked him. In a panic, he got back up and grabbed Lynn. With a tremendous grunt, he lept into the air to safety.

Elsewhere, deep under a bush, the man with the riffle popped out. He growled in frustration. "I should have shot it when it showed it's head" he hissed. Slinging the weapon over his shoulder, he got on his ATV and drove off after his prey.

"What just happened!?" shouted Lynn, more than a little shaken up by the events she just witnessed. Four Arms set his slightly older sister down as the watch timed out. "I'm not sure," Lincoln said, "but I think for the moment, we're safe. Also, I guess I was right about Bigfoot."

"Good for you" a voice said from behind them.

The two siblings screamed and turned around, just to find out that it was Lucy. "Lucy? What are you doing here?" asked Lynn. "I was looking for the restrooms and got lost" she replied. "So what's this talk about Bigfoot?"

After a few minutes of explaining, Lucy was finally up to speed. While a little disappointed about the two's plan to get money via cheating (or "bending the rules" as Lynn insisted) she couldn't help but feel a little impressed that they actually discovering Bigfoot and the new seventh alien on the watch. She decided to congratulate them in the most enthusiastic way she could.

"Cool story," she said flatly, "so now what?" "I'm thinking of calling it a day" Lincoln said. He was about to walk off with his younger sister when Lynn blocked their path. "Are you crazy?" she shouted, "We have a way to get 50 grand without covering you in mud, and you're just going to walk away from it?" "If it means not getting mauled or shot, then yes" the white haired boy replied to the jock. "But what about fame? Fortune? Discovery? Not being called crazy?" she rebuked. "Not worth it" Lincoln said.

Seeing as nothing else was working, she decided to go a little deeper and appeal to something else. "Lincoln," she said, causing her brother to turn around, "if you help me, I'll use my share of the winnings get you that Monster Catch video game that just came out and you really want."

Lincoln stopped after that. "You mean Monster Catch Bronze?" he asked eagerly. Lynn nodded. With new found eagerness, Lincoln quickly dialed Blitzwolfer and transformed into the wolf-like alien. He then pointed his nose to the air and began sniffing. "Alright," he said as he dropped on all fours, "I got the scent." Lynn hopped on her brother's back with a smile on her face. "You coming?" the jock asked the goth. Lucy shrugged and got on as well.

"Hold on tight girls! I don't exactly come with seatbelts." Blitzwolfer said as he tore off into the woods.

After several sharp turns, death defying leaps, and jumping from tree to tree like an acrobat, Blitzwolfer finally stopped and let his siblings wobble off, more than a little dizzy from the ride.

"Lincoln. Be a buddy and promise me you will never do that again" Lynn said as she fell to her knees. Lucy vomited after she finally got her bearings back. Blitzwolfer smiled awkwardly as he changed back. "Sorry. I got a little excited."

When Lucy had stopped vomiting, she returned to her normal stoic self. "So are you sure this is where Bigfoot is hiding?"

A faint growling came from the distance. "Must be" Lynn said, leading her siblings deeper and deeper until they came across a group of shrubs. They pushed them aside to get the shock of their lives.

Standing there was three giant ape-like creatures. One was clearly the Bigfoot they encountered earlier. The other two looked similar to the first, but with notable differences. The second had red and sand colored fur, green eyes, and a thinner body, while the third was much shorter, about the size of Lincoln, but was the same color as the first one. They sat together, making odd grunts and growls as the siblings watched in amazement. "Wow. A family" Lucy said. Lynn smiled as she pulled out her camera. "Jackpot" she said as she was about to take a picture.

*Cli-BANG!*

Lynn screamed as fell back, the camera exploding in shards, causing the three siblings to scream. The sudden noises of course startled the creatures into running, where they fell into a pit.

"Lynn! Can you hear me?" Lincoln said. Lynn nodded, unable to talk with all the shock she felt. "I think we're being hunted" Lucy said. Lincoln dialed the watch. Selecting Armodrillo, he turned into the huge, yellow alien and lept into the clearing. Putting his hands to the ground, he began to make a small scale earthquake, forcing someone to fall out of a tree. "What was that for? I had the perfect shot lined up!" the man shouted. "I could ask you what you were doing, shooting at us?" Armodrillo responded.

The man got up angrily. "Very well then. I guess I can tell you that much. I am Samuel T. Ryan, best hunter on this big, blue planet, and I've been hunting for these things ever since some white haired brat found them almost a year ago" he yelled.

Armodrillo feel silent before head butting the hunter to the ground. "I remember you! You were in the news for trying kill a rare white tiger at the zoo! You're sick!" Samuel got up and pointed his rifle at the alien. "Maybe, but I'm walking out with someone's head" he responded. He then pulled the trigger, sending a spray of shots at him. The bullets ricocheted off his armor harmlessly. Armodrillo glared at Samuel.

"My turn" he growled.

He then landed a solid blow to the hunter's stomach. Samuel gasped as he fell back. Armodrillo then dug into the earth and vanished from sight. As Samuel scanned for the armadillo like creature, he failed to notice a series of tremors under his feet. Armodrillo popped out and socked him across the face before diving down in the dirt.

Meanwhile, Lynn and Lucy had gotten over the shock. "Lucy, I don't care about the picture anymore" she said, her eyes as wide as plates. "Yeah yeah. Look, I think Lincoln has the hunter taken care of, so let's focus on trying to do something helpful" Lucy said as she walked to the pit where the giant hairy creatures were. "Think you can grab my ankles?" she asked. Lynn smiled and nodded.

Meanwhile, Samuel was having a bad time as Armodrillo was continuously popping in and out of holes like a dolphin as he landed heavy blows on him. At one point, the yellow alien made a series of dolphin-like clicks as he popped out and slapped him with his tail. "Alright," Armodrillo announced to the hunter as he picked him up by the collar, "I guess it's not as fun when the hunter has become the..."

*Beep-beep-beep-beep-beeeeep*

In a flash of green light, Armodrillo turned back into Lincoln, leaving a very confused boy holding a very confused hunter by the throat.

"Ah man," Lincoln said to the audience, "for a watch, this thing has some lousy timing."

Samuel smashed the butt of his rifle into Lincoln's head. As he collapsed, both of them heard a distinct scream of two sisters who, while having good intentions of trying to get the monsters out of the pit, failed to realize the weight difference of the three would just end up poorly, were pulled into the pit. "In hindsight, we probably should have just helped Lincoln" the goth said. "Oh gee, you think?" Lynn responded sarcastically.

The click of a rifle being cocked caught all five of the trapped group's attentions. Standing above them was an extremely angry Samuel glaring down on them. "Alright. Now that the brat is taken care of, I think I can FINALLY get this taken care of!" he shouted. Lynn stood in front of the giants. "If you want them, you'll have to get through me" she challenged the man. Samuel thought about it before aiming at her. "Very well then, you little brat" he said with a mad sadistic glee. Lynn closed her eyes and cried as the hunter relished the pain she was in mentally. "Prepare. To! DIE!" he shouted.

"I don't think so" a spooky and airy voice replied from behind. Samuel turned and fired at...nothing.

Samuel snapped back into reality at that. While distracted, the gun flew out of his hands as if pulled by an invisible rope. "What the...what's happening?" he asked, pride now replaced with fear. A strange shape materialized in front of him. This creature was as tall as he was, with a skull like face and green insect-like eyes. His slender body was wrapped in a cloak of different shades of blue and black, and his hands and feet ended with four claws.

The man backed up, just to have the creature breathe a frigid cold breath at the ground, causing him to slip and land into the pit, leaving the thing to jump after him. Before long, he was surrounded by the blue cloaked monster, the two siblings, and the three Bigfoots. "Wh...what do you want?" he asked fearfully.

"For you to take one of the options. One, you turn yourself in to the authorities and promise to never hunt anything again, or two, you become a plaything for me and the Bigfoot family. What will it be?"

Samuel was to afraid to answer.

"Perhaps I didn't make myself clear. What? Will? It? BE!?" the alien yelled, causing his cloak to unfold suddenly, revealing it to really be four giant moth-like wings. Samuel screamed like a little girl before sobbing "the first one! The first one!" Satisfied, the moth like phantom grabbed him and threw him to the male Bigfoot, who then tossed him out like a piece of garbage. When the hunter landed, he ran off screaming. Lincoln smirked.

"Not bad, if I say so myself."

After helping the Sasquatches out and letting them run off, Lincoln then grabbed his sisters and flew off. As they were flying, Lynn spoke up.

"Lincoln?" she said. Lincoln turned his head to her. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

"Could you say that again" teased the brother with a smug look. "Lincoln, I'm serious!" Lynn replied, "I could have gotten us killed three times today, and all for my greed. I exploited you twice. And I didn't listen to you or your warnings."

Lincoln just smiled, or at least tried to since his mouth didn't seem to open or close when he spoke, and began reassuring her. "Don't worry. The important thing is we're ok. Plus, the way you stood up to the guy was pretty cool." Lynn smiled in response to that.

"By the way," Lucy said, "this alien needs a name. I'm thinking Big Chill because he reminds me of a poem I wrote of the same name. Want to hear it?"

Without even waiting for an answer, Lucy began to recite her dreary poem. It went on for quite a while, and as she went on and on about freezing to death, Big Chill and Lynn both wondered if getting mauled by Bigfoot or shot would be a preferable alternative to listening to it.

Alright. Two new aliens to the mix, making the roster now as follows.

Heatblast

Blitzwolfer

Diamondhead

Armodrillo

Water Hazard

Swampfire

Fourarms

Big Chill

I hope you enjoyed this, because I really worked hard on it, and I hope it was worth the wait. But next time, Lincoln is going to need to keep his wits up. He's going from a small town to the big city, with the aid of an old friend. Will he survive? I certainly hope so, or else I won't have anything to write about.