Lana heard the fire of the shot. She moved as the long bullet made a sparking reflection as it neared her. She moved out of the way, moving the bullet from it's invisible tube it was going through. She observed it, then looked back where it fired from.

A parked car was the source of the blast, causing traffic downwards. Bystanders were snapping away with their phones, while some too close to the fiery wreckage were moving back, slowly or immediately. Three seemed to be hurt, and Lana rushed to their aid.

Lincoln and the other two found the source of the black smoke. He looked around for suspicious behavior, but found none at all. Lana helped an elderly man and a blonde woman, giving them aid using both her shoulders. She set them down onto the curb. The woman proceeded to help the elder while she did to herself.

"Lana, did you get anything?"

She placed the bullet in his hand, and pointed to where she knew it came from. "Looks like a trap. You're the expert, what now?"

Lincoln looked down the street. "Check that one there," he signaled at the Quin, "That's where I'd be."

She did so, and unknowingly fell into a trap. She was halfway done in searching all the likely rooms of where the shooter could've been at, when she found herself staring down a gray backpack right on the floor.

Lincoln took cover behind a car once the second, bigger bomb was set off. The hotel took severe damage. About six rooms around had turned into rubble and falling debris. People underneath ran both directions aimlessly, covering their heads like it was harmless rain falling upon them. The shaking this time was more fierce, and the three stood frozen in place. Lincoln moved to the hotel, pushing past the crowd of the people coming out, screaming and crying.

"LANA! LANA!" He walked through them, like he was placed in a heavily streaming river. "LANA!" He moved his way upwards, where the crowd had decreased. He hurried up, and found the limping tomboy at the top of the third floor. Her arm was grazed by the explosion, face covered in the dust of the blast. She was wheezing hard enough that she bent over and coughed up her saliva, to try and get out the black smoke that entered her lungs.

Lincoln carried her on both of his arms. "We're getting out of here!" He hurried back down with the load of his sister.

Lynn and Lupa were right across the street. Lupa kept a close eye around. "Lynn, this smell funny to you?"

"N-no, I can't smell anything-"

"No, I mean, it doesn't feel right. This looks like a terrorist attack, but... No, there's something off here."

"I'll say!" Bobby rammed a Penske truck into Lynn as soon as she stepped on the cross walk, taking her right into the incoming traffic. She was pinned between it and an old green Honda Civic. "Damn it! Lupa!"

The inversed goth was stopped by the buff Mexican, who held two guns up. "Don't move. These are special anti-Phenomenon bullet mags, laced with dampener coatings. You can't stop these."

"I don't have to!" Lupa moved back the truck, knocking him off his feet. Lynn moved up behind him, allowing him to get up.

Bobby caught wind of her behind him, and turned to the side. "Ay, caramba! A standoff, how interesting!" He then looked closely at the sports fan. "Lynn? Lynn Loud, is that you? How's Lori?" He smiled, like it was a joke to him.

Lynn then knew who this madman was. "Bobby Santiago? No fucking way..."

Lincoln kicked the doors wide open, seeinf Lynn and Lupa facing their new enemy here. Bobby focused his eyes onto Lincoln. "It can't be... Lincoln Loud! You're looking fit, what's your secret?"

Lana whimpered in his arms, concealing her face. He set het down by the door. "I'll be right back," he softly consoled to her. Lupa and Lynn kept shifting from Lincoln to Bobby. "And who are you supposed to be?"

"I'm just here to collect. Money's been put on your heads, and all of you, you're basically worth millions."

The four steadied with the calming scene while people around were now evacuating. The sound of police sirens notified them this was gonna be either a quick fight or a retreat. Lincoln wasn't going to run here, and he instantly knew it.

"Money, huh? You a merc?" Lincoln asked, "Gotta be."

"Don't take hits, Linc," Lupa warned, "He's aware of us."

Lincoln dove in for a head-on charge, a move that was without a doubt suicidal. Lupa held Bobby in his scarecrow posture, which was also a fatal move on her part. Bobby fired away at her with his hands shaking too much for a perfect shot. A bullet hit one of Lupa's kneecaps, breaking the restraints she had on him. The goth dropped on one knee, forming a fist and whimpering.

Lincoln lunged at him, sending the merc down with his higher strength. Lincoln did not even reconisder to kill whoever this was. He didn't care at all, but Lynn pulled him away from the buff Mexican. "C'mon Linc, cops are coming!" Lynn helped Lupa to both her feet. "Hurry, Lincoln!"

The patrol cars, followed by an ambulance and firetruck, were visible down the street.

"I can walk, damn it," Lupa pushed away Lynn, "Help Lana. Lincoln, forget him! We've won!"

Lincoln's hands twitched in confusion and anger. He turned back at the explosion Bobby had left behind, and then pictured the hurt Lana coming down to him. Then, he snapped.

Bobby was simply a sack of potatoes to him, and Lincoln was playing everything but games.

"DAMN IT, LINCOLN!" Lupa screamed, once the convoy had stopped around them. All three were forced to reluctantly leave the raging brother behind.

"HOLD IT, FREEZE!" All officers aimed their guns and shotguns at Lincoln, who literally returned a growl at them. "YOU'RE UNDER ARREST! HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!"

The badly beaten Bobby was moving away from the scene, unnoticed by anyone except Lincoln. "You fuckers are ruining everything," he coldly whispered. A cop moved up behind him to place handcuffs on him, while two more had shotguns locked onto him, while the remaining two were taking cover behind the car doors. "Let's go, big guy!"

He broke free, easy as pie, sending the three in alarm. "HOLD IT RIGHT-" Lincoln swiped one of the shotguns away, sending the officer holding it go flying forwards. Lincoln aimed to the other armed officer. "St-stand down, y-you, stand-" Lincoln turned the officer's face into a red painting of gore. The other two were firing away, and hit the officer behind Lincoln.

The dashcam was recording, unbeknownst to Lincoln. He attacked the pair left, pushing through the shower of bullets. Too bad his black spandex suit wasn't bulletproof. "You goddamn cowards!" He ended them both, still fueled by his blood rage. Lincoln drove off, going where he last saw Bobby.

The trio were speed walking down 7th Ave. Lupa had to walk with the bullet still dug in her broken kneecap. It was painful for her to keep going, but she did so, nonetheless. Lana was already slowly healing. "I think I can run... I think I can run again."

"Good, Lynn smiled, looking around, "Better do it quick, no one's looking!"

"What about Lincoln?!"

"She'll come back for him, hopefully before he does something bad. Go on, Lana."

The tomboy left in a zigzag maneuver through the city, taking Lupa with her.

Lincoln rolled through traffic, with the sirens active. The blockade of cars dispersed exclusively for him, making him laugh with delight. He looked thoroughly for the merc, but had nothing. "Fuck!"

"All units, Unit 048 has been carjacked, I repeat, Unit 048 has been carjacked. Shoot to kill if you come across-" He punched the CB radio, making it cry static. "FUCK!" He slowed down, rolling out of the car. Lana surprised him too hard, making him nauseous with the rollercoaster ride, twenty times faster, maybe more. Lincoln reeled around on the grass on Jacobs Street in Hammonton, New Jersey.

"La-La-" He coughed, "Lana, what the fuck?!"

Lynn pulled him up, and took him inside. "Calm down, we had to retreat. We've been lucky no one knew too much about what was going on. But..."

"That guy's still out there!"

"Linc, please understand...-"

"I ALMOST DIED FOR YOUR SHIT. GOD, THE OTHERS ARE RIGHT!" Lana left before Lincoln thought to look up.

Inside, Lana was greeted with hostility from Luna. "And where the fuck have- What the fuck happened to you?!" Lori and Luan joined the mothering rocker. "DUDE!"

Lola yelled from the kitchen. "Is Lana back already?"

"N-Nothing happened, I just-"

Luna stormed outside, seeing Lincoln and Lynn together. Lupa was already smoking on the porch, pretending like nothing dangerous had happened. "LINCOLN, WHAT DID YOU DO? WHERE DID YOU TAKE THEM THIS TIME?!"

"Luna, he didn't know. He didn't know-"

"BLOODY HELL HE DIDN'T KNOW!" Luna placed her hands on him. "Look at me." Lincoln was trying to not make contact with her. Her yellow eyes grew brighter, and her sharp teeth formed for show. "LOOK AT ME!"

Lincoln broke free easily, and created some distance between them. "You're invading my space. All we did was have a look around. You're angry at me for going after this blonde who attacked you while I was-" Linka and Lily peered at him from the window. "-Gone?"

"We don't want the trouble. We're lucky she hasn't come back. Now, explain, what the fuck did you do to Lana?"

"Me, nothing. It was someone else."

"It... It was-" Lynn coughed when she spotted Lori and Luan were watching them like a drama movie. "Bobby, as in Lori's ex."

Lori stuttered, "I'm sorry, did I hear that right?"

"Your mexican boy's a merc. Get over it," Lupa hissed after releasing her breath full of smoke, "Funny, huh, Lori? You blew him, now he wants to blow us all up."

"Small bloody world, mates. A merc? What's that?"

Lincoln scoffed at Luna's lack of knowledge of darker worlds. "Bobby is paid to kill us. We're walking jackpots, and it means someone else wants us dead. Are we infamous or famous?"

He and Lynn headed inside. Luna sighed with annoyance, pondering her actions as the official leader of the group.

Lana met up with Lola when she noticed something incredibly odd. Not only was it at that, but she alsp felt it. Her hands were shaking in an disturbed manner. "Uh?" She opened and closed her hands, hoping it would go away there. They still kept on molesting her, making her warm them up with her top.

"What was that?" Asked the diva.

The pair of arms drew to a calm, and Lana sighed in relief. "What? Oh, nothing sis. What did I miss?"

Later

"This is ridiculous. I did alot for us, and I know what needs to be done!" Lincoln stood at the other end of the smaller backyard. Luna was giving him a nasty look from her end.

All of the siblings and clones were grouped behind Lori, ready to make the official choice. "Alright, ladies. Go ahead, pick who you'd like to lead you," Lori instructed them. The outcome was predicted; Lynn, Linka, Lily, and Lupa stuck to Lincoln's side. All the others, even Lori, were with Luna.

"That settles it, twerp. Luna is the new you," Lori announced.

Lynn returned a stink eye at Luna, angry at this.

"Her? You want her? That's unwise of you all. But, so be it. I'd like to see you take care of this new situation. I'll sit this one out, going to sleep." He left his remaining loyal siblings in awkward shame of still preferring the violence. Linka and Lily chose him out of love, and didn't understand it beyond that.

Luna smiled in victory, turning around for a new gameplan. "Alright, here's what we're going to do."

AN: Oooooh, Lincoln has lost most of them. Huehue, soon... ;)