Chapter 7: First Blood
Lincoln was through the schools ways to seek the principal's door. He opens it to see the principal, a black mid 30 male, waiting for the young boy.
"Ah, Mr. loud, I was waiting for you," spoke the principal as he adjusts himself while Lincoln sat across his desk.
"You wanted to see me?" asked Lincoln who has no clue why he was at the principal's office.
"I do as a matter of fact. It's about your... what I could say your traumatic experience."
"There's nothing wrong with me. I'm complete fine."
"Lincoln..."
"Everyone I know has asked me the same thing. Do I look wrong?"
"It's nothing like that Lincoln. I'm just trying to check if you are okay. As a principal of the school it's my job to make sure every staff, teachers, and students are okay."
It was silence as Lincoln was looking away. He felt bothered to be in the same situation where they think he loss of love one.
"You're teacher told me about your case," the principal mentioned. "She says that see seen you being distracted as lot. I don't know if you know this, but she spot looking at other students. If something is bothering you Lincoln..."
"She doesn't have to be in my business," Lincoln said with such venom.
"Well she was being a responsible adult to make sure her student is going to be okay. We are just making sure you are already."
"Well don't worry about it. I'm fine," Lincoln finished before he got off the seat and walk out of the office as the principal watch the boy leave.
Lincoln walks through the empty halls as the students were at their classroom. His feet tap on the marble floors of the school for each step he walk. He continues to walk to the different school building, but there was another sound. Someone is out in the hallways with him. He continues to walk as the follower was walking behind. He walks a bit quicker as the tapping of someone's feet also quicken. Lincoln knew someone was watching, so he decides to run. He rush his way to the different building and then decide to go upstairs. He look around to see the restroom door open, but before he can run by it the follower push him in.
Lincoln fell to the floor with his backpack beside him. The restroom was clean unlike any other school restrooms with the toilet stalls clean and open. The mirror shining enough for a person to actual see a reflection that makes you think you were looking at a clone of yourself. Although, Lincoln never notice his surrounding as he look up to see the bully above him.
"You think you can get away like that!" the bully spoke loudly as he picks up Lincoln. "Well you were wrong!"
His fist collides with Lincoln's face as the preteen white head boy fell to the ground. Blood smeared on his lips before he was picking up and slam to one of the toilet stall walls. He tried to pick up himself, but the bully knee him on the face and then stomp on his stomach. The bully chuckled as he looks at the boy hurt and alone.
"Look at yourself, you were a bad-ass a second age, and now you are just trash to step on," the bully mentioned as he pick up Lincoln.
Blood now stream off his nostrils from the knee attack with the blood dripping to the floor. The preteen look down at the ground to see a little blood puddle. His reflection was the same from last night, that reflection of the darker self.
"Let it in," it whispers. "Let your hunger out and fest on the food that is hurting you. You have to be the predator, not the prey!"
The bully then wanted to make the loud boy look at himself to see how disgusted and broken he is. He picks up Lincoln and made him face the mirror. The bully then reach for a pocket knife he carries in his pants and look at the mirror, but something was wrong. He only sees himself with the knife in hand. It was only him with blood on his knuckles and not Lincoln. He looks at Lincoln as the white headed boy grinned and licks his bloody lips.
Lincoln then drops the boy on the ground and faces him. The bully was in shock to see fangs on the boy he was beating up. He strikes the knife on his shoulder. The bloody boy looks at the knife and hen look at him. The bully could only scream as the white head sink his fangs on his neck.
A teacher was just walking to his classroom when he heard a scream. He begins to follow the noise and made his way to the boy's restroom. He looks at the scene in front of him and cry for help. He notices the two students on the floor. Lincoln Loud was on top of the bully known as Chas Matt. The teacher couldn't believe what he was seeing, but what was more surreal to him as Lincoln was crying with a knife on his shoulder.
The two were cover in blood on their faces. The staffs enter the restroom to see the two boys. Lincoln cry as the staffs pick up Lincoln as sat him down on the floor. They check on Chas, but they realize he was grey and cold with his warm blood on him and the floor. They look at Lincoln to get something from him.
"He attacked me... He tried to harm me... I didn't have a choice," he stuttered in fear as he was shaking.
"Jesus, we need to take him to the hospital. He needs help," one of the staff said as the teacher walk out to take a breather.
Back in the Loud House, the mother was just taking care of Lily when the home phone rings. She walk to the phone and answered the call.
"For have reach the Loud House, how can I... What? Is Lincoln okay?! Hello?" the mother briefly talked to get the unfortunate news. "Oh no."