It happened because Lynn was curious, and I was her plaything to use about, then it upgraded into a secret relationship. We had sex away from our house, and it was damn amazing. I was ready for her, but not them. Nothing prepared me, or any of us, for them. The agents with letter came for us, the subjects with numbers, but for what?
Leni unleashed her power upon activation. It was a global-scale sized EMP, basically. The power grids all over fried. Planes crashed, submarines stayed sunk, and everything went to shit. While the other countries were rebooted with grids, only the U.S. was permanently left in a post-apocalyptic world. The Louds, whom were talked about all over, were seen as gods by some, and freaks by others. Factions rose in the new world, and fighting was on and off, like weather in Colorado.
War, war never changes.
The Agents, part of some secret world government defense, had not gone away. They first came for the Louds, but it was Lincoln whom they truly wanted. If anything, if was likely to prevent products of incest, for that is why they stated to be there in the first place. It became a private war at first. More people joined with them, out of fear of being dictated by such phenomenons.
Leni and Lincoln, not involved in the war, were surviving, but not freely. Cultists, a bunch of radicals, had their way with them. They praised the two as their gods of this new world. Hailed as messiahs, and all that. Weird horseshit went on here, and the Cultists too, were placed on the shitlist of enemies.
But now, the family has been reunited after three long years of hell. Time kept flying, however.
They hit a Cult base, but did not expect to find Subject 12 and Subject 13, named Lexi and Lena; they did not even know they existed. The two were apparently clones of Leni and Lincoln. During the attack, Luan was knocked out, her hand impaled on a thick metal pole on the hallway.
"Lori! Can you grab some bandages?!" Lincoln had finished cutting Luan's arm off, something that wasn't easy at all. "As long as Luan is alive, she can move past missing an arm."
It took a long while to stitch her up, but it was done. "I just hope that she doesn't hate me for this."
The Agents got to Lisa and Lily while the others attacked, forcing them to retreat. Such a sneaky power play indeed. Lincoln was very mad. Just when things couldn't get worse, the genderbents came to life, courtesy of Leni's godly powers.
For fuck's sake...
They headed back to their old house. Mom and dad were long gone, but knew they were still safe. This new world saw to it that the McBrides be killed- and that, they were. Burned alive, to be exact. That was at the beginning.
Twenty four, that's how many there were in the Loud House. Linka, a curious girl, kept trying to ignite conversations with the sisters every chance she got.
"So, I'm not real?"
Linka pulled at Lori's clothes.
"Ummm..."
She looked up to the older Lincoln. "Hi," she squeaked in a shy manner.
"Hi, me."
Luna and Lynn had a map set on the table, placing red and blue markings all over. The blue represented the Agent bases, and the red was for the Cultists. The map itself was one of Royal Woods, and there were nine bases in total, five belonged to the Agents, and the others... You know.
"Which one next? Shit, there's too many, and were still few, even if it turns out the boys could have abilities, or something. Lisa and Lily gotta be in one of these blue dots. So we'll hit those first. Agents are more of a threat than Cultists."
Luna agreed. "Yeah, dude, even though they wanna capture us, they don't wish to kill us, based on Linc and Leni's experience."
Luan was asleep, being attended by none other that Leni herself. She kept poking her stump. "No... Why?"
"Luan, like, please stop touching it."
"I can't help it... Its gone now."
"You're going to be fine."
The group scavenged for food, but ended up with MREs and water bottles. "Drink up, Luan. You need the rest."
Lucy was trying out the limits of her powers. So far, she couldn't turn into very big things, like an airplane or a ship. This was too cool for her, and she was also able to make her skin dark. What an advantage. "Wicked."
"Based on this map, this one is set up at the theater. Agent base. You in?"
Luna looked to the others. "Totally, dude. We'll have to leave Luan and Leni behind, and tell the boys to stay put."
"Get Lori and Lincoln, then."
Later
The four quietly left, only telling Leni that they would go for more scavenging. The twins were hanging with the boys.
Lincoln had his pistol loaded, carefully taking steps inside. He waved back to the three, giving them the all-clear sign. "Careful..."
They went prone, and moved through slowly, until the voices were heard. "The Subjects have been spotted, they're somewhere around Royal Woods, the place where it all began."
"Wise to take two of the subjects while they take care of our Cultist problem."
Voices here and there were scattered within the second auditorium of the left side. Lincoln had Luna behind her, while Lori and Lynn readied up, and both duo teams snuck onto both sides of the auditorium, all set to engage. "NOW!"
Lincoln performed a Doakes, and began firing all over. And so did the others. A firefight broke out. The Agents were all in between, and each of the went down, while Lincoln ducked and relocated. They were feeling cornered, now shooting at both sides, a fatal mistake. All four got everyone, while they were freaking.
"Clear! Pick up all the weapons, and all the info you can get. We can't waste time in finding Lisa and Lily. Ninety seconds!"
The squad gathered all files they found, and quickly left the cinema within the first sixty seconds. "Good job, guys."
Lincoln was proud. Now, they were one step closer to stopping the Agents, and closer to finding Lisa and Lily.
AN: The Heir of Power, everyone! Originally written (and on hiatus) by LycanthropeSpirit! I had to guess and place what I'd think would be likely next for the fic, so I hope that I at least went on the right path for this, in general. There's writer's block going on with Spirit, so there may not be updates on her three ongoing fics at the moment.
This was almost scrapped and replaced for another story-chapter AU, about the Loud family being in the 1940s, during World War II, and older Lincoln gets drafted. I can tell you now, it would've ended with his death in the battlefield, for its unlikely I'll tackle it someday.
Also, one last thing; Heir of Power actually happens to be of my own madness I didn't think could've been influenced from to have created it. Spirit may never tell you that, but I've done it. I've spread the darkness, and I couldn't be more proud.
With that said, the final Loudiverse chapter is coming real soon. It'll be aimed to be longer than the previous ones, too. Start the countdown, T-minus one minute.