Red: Sorry, I've been very busy with school and am having a hard time editing these chapters. Also, am I the only one who hated No Such Luck?


Lincoln stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror; his veins were showing through his deathly pale skin and visibly throbbing. He gave a sigh and opened a small box to put on a pair of blue color contacts. He looked at his mirror and put on a faux smile.

"Another day of hell." He muttered as he opened the door and entered the chaos of the Loud House morning rush. He dodged everything just barely and went downstairs where he ran into Lynn. "Hey Linc, don't forget about me baseball game today!"

"Huh, ok." He said while avoiding eye contact and walked away. "You okay dude?" The jock asked while sounding worried. "Yeah, just a little stressed that's all." That was actually an understatement.

He was more than stressed, he was fucking pissed. About a month ago, he heard from Clyde that Chandler forced himself onto Ronnie, who returned his horrid French kiss with a knee to the balls. Now she was at the hospital with broken bones and an eye that no longer worked. And to make things worse, Lori thought he had something to do with what happened to her. She slapped him and yelled at him, telling him horrid things that made the others dislike her a LOT more than they already did. Lincoln gave a sigh and balled his hand into a fist before taking a few deep breaths, quickly calming himself by remembering how he and some of their other siblings finally got it through her thick skull that he had nothing to do with what happened. Needless to say, she paid the price for it and he forgave her, just like he always did for all of them. 'Calm down Lincoln, just calm down.' He told himself as he walked downstairs and slipped; thankfully Luan caught him before his head hit the floor. "Thanks Lu."

"No prob." She said with a smile. "Hey, I got a joke."

"What?" Lincoln raised an eyebrow. "How do you make holy water?"

"How?"

"You boil the hell out of it." This made Lincoln smile and giggle before laughing out loud. "There's a smile!" Luan cheered happily before hugging him. "Come on let's go!" Lori yelled from outside as Luan let him go quickly.

"Hurry up!" Lori said angrily as Lincoln walked out of the house with the other eight sisters.

*Later*

"Lincoln! Don't forget about my baseball game!"

"Yeah yeah." He said with a chuckle as he walked out of the car with Lisa, Lola, Lana, and Lucy. They all went their separate ways to their classes, except for Lucy and Lincoln who had the same class together. Lincoln gave a sigh when his face was slammed into a locker. "Gah!" He then heard laughter and growled.

'Chandler.' His anger once again went up as he stared at the floor, looking at two halves of a contact lens. 'Damn it!' He thought as his back was stomped on. "Yah!"

"Haha!" Chandler laughed evilly as Lincoln growled more. 'Just keep your cool.' He told himself as he got up and walked away to his classroom with the broken lens in his hand, grateful that they didn't have the same teacher. He sat down in his chair and after a few minutes realized his sister was staring at him. "What?" Lincoln said coldly.

"What's wrong with your eye?"

"It's nothing." He lied with venom in his voice, making the Goth flinch.

"Lincoln, ple-"

"I said it's nothing!" He roared, not realizing he had yelled at her, luckily no one paid attention to them, except for a select few. Lucy stared in shock as the other contact lens fell onto his table, revealing both a blood red eye and a dark green eye. This made her stare in shock as she had only seen him with blue eyes. "I'm sorry, Lucy. It's just...look I'm really stressed out." He sighed heavily as Lucy gave a sympathetic stare when the bell rang and class began.

*Later*

"Hey Lincoln." Clyde said while running up right behind him. "Huh?" Lincoln turned around. "Hey Clyde. What's up?" He asked his friend.

"Okay, first off: Cool eyes! Second: You excited for the new Avengers movie?"

"Yeah, I guess so." He smiled a little as they walked towards the library when Lincoln fell a very sharp pain in the back of his head and fell down. "LOSER!"

'Why that…' Lincoln balled his fist and took a couple deep breaths. 'Just ignore him Lincoln!' He thought as his rage was close to boiling over. Many of the students around watched as he took the beating until Chandler leaned over to his ear. "Ya know, your little Latina was a little feisty, maybe one of those sluts you live with would LOVE a piece of my dick in them, like that emo freak or the shitty wannabe rockstar, maybe the dumbass blonde. Better yet, why not all of the damn whores, ALL of them." He whispered calmly and coldly before laughing insanely. That was it, that was enough to make Lincoln Loud, the most patient and calm member of the Loud family, finally snap.

Lincoln grabbed his wrist at a blinding speed and increased his grip until everyone heard the cracking of bones. The jackass roared in pain as Lincoln scowled in rage before throwing an extremely quick punch into his face, sending him flying into some lockers with a very broken nose.

The whole hallway was quiet as Chandler got back up with a fire in his eyes. "You fucking FREAK!" He lunged at Lincoln and socked him right in his face, but it did little to hurt him as Lincoln kneed Chandler in the gut, making him cough up blood from the force. Lincoln grabbed his hair and threw him face-first into a door.

Lincoln gave a gurthal roar and charged him, slamming his shoulder into Chandler's back, making him scream as a loud crack was then heard.

*10 minutes later*

Chandler was a bloody mangled up mess in the boys bathroom, just barely breathing enough to survive. His legs were bent the other way and both of his arms were dislocated. Lincoln stared at his bully with pure anger and hate when the bell rang; telling him that school was over. 'Lynn's game!' He thought as he dashed off, but not before washing off his face and wrapping some bandages around the bleeding knuckles of his left hand. "Damn it! I can't be late!" He pushed through the crowded halls and bursted out the door.

*Stadium*

"Lynn, why did you tell him about the game!" Lola complained. "You know he's just bad luck!"

"No he's NOT!" She yelled, making the diva brat jump. "Besides, he's still pissed at US because YOU tried to sell all of his stuff, LOLA!"

"Hey! I told you dad said he would give me $50 for each thing sold!"

She was going to say more when Lucy appeared behind her, making Lola scream like a little bitch. "Quiet down you little brat!" Lucy hissed angrily at her sister who cowered in fear. "What's taking him so long?" Luna groaned half asleep as the game started.

*Lincoln*

'Almost there!' Lincoln thought as he ran down the sidewalk, getting closer to the stadium. He ran across the street when suddenly, everything went fuzzy as he felt a massive amount of pain flood his body, his ears rang like an air horn and his vision fill with red. Everything went in and out for a few moments, the last thing he saw was a girl in all black trying to get help, and then everything went black.


"Great job Lynn!" Luna cheered as the jock scored another home run. "Yeah!" Lana yelled, but was feeling worried for her, she had almost lost and she kept almost messing up, each home run was after the second strike. "I told you he wouldn't show up! Even HE knows that he's bad luck!" Lola bragged until Lana punched her very roughly. "Stop talking NOW! Or else something might 'accidentally' happen to all of YOUR STUFF." She threatened, making Lola pale greatly. Suddenly an ambulance sped past blaring its siren loudly. "What was that all about?" Lana said while covering her ears. They heard a gasp and saw Luan, looking at her phone with tears in her eyes and covering her mouth. "Get in the car." They all looked at her with confused looks. "NOW!" Luan roared as they followed her, cowering in fear.

*Timeskip*

Lincoln very slowly opened his eyes, a loud ringing filling his ears eventually fading and being replaced with a constant beeping. "Uuuhhhhhhh." He groaned softly. 'What happened?' He turned his head and saw a friend of his. He was about sixteen with tan skin, green eyes and chocolate hair. He wore a black biker outfit with a red tank top. "Zander." He whispered to the insane teenager. "S'up little dude." He groaned after looking up from his phone. "How's that suit, Loud?"

"Suit?" Lincoln looked down and saw he was in a body cast, save for his head and right arm. "Lisa's already making a chemical to heal you quicker, but…your legs are too broken. You are officially a paraplegic." Lincoln tilted his head in confusion. "You're a fucking cripple."

"You're an asshat, Zander." Lincoln growled. "At least I don't need a wheelchair now."

"Touché motherfucker. So where's the rest of my family?"

"Outside the room, but not your dad. He's at work. You've been unconscious for two, almost three months now." Zander said, making Lincoln's eyes widen. "That five year old diva STILL thinks you're bad luck, though not as much now since your accident."

"Ugh." Lincoln groaned in sadness. "She still can't believe that your DAD is the one with the bad luck."

"You figured that out?"

"Yeah. Also, you're welcome for getting the cops to NOT arrest your parents for kicking their 11 year old son out, which is illegal." He nodded before opening a window. "Ya know, I can still make them 'disa-"

"Zander, you are not murdering my family unless you want to be fucking CASTRATED." Lincoln said with a growl. "Okay, but the offer is still up!" And with that, Zander jumped out the window. "ALLAHU AKBAR!" He cheered, leaving Lincoln alone as the incident came back to him.


Lincoln ran past a road, the baseball game just barely in his sights when he felt a massive wave of pain go through his body as an 18-wheeler had ran a red light and crashed into him. Lincoln found himself flying straight into a streetlight 50 feet from where he was hit, a long trail of blood painted his path as he heard a girl screaming for someone to help.


'Ouch!' Lincoln thought when he heard his hospital room door handle go down and saw a head of black hair peek in. "Lucy?" He started when she suddenly disappeared, only to reappear right next to him. She moved her long bangs from her dark crimson eyes, showing they were bloodshot and had streaks of black mascara going down her cheeks. "Stop crying. I'm not dead, Lucy." He said wiping away her tears with his only non-covered arm. "And I don't want you to!" She sobbed , her voice cracking as she hugged him as tight as she could, lightly kissing his cheek while some of her black mascara rubbed onto him. "It's ok, Lucy." He told her as the door opened wider, revealing the other sisters and his mother, all of them with wet eyes.

"Hey guys." He said with a very nervous smile as they walked over very slowly, except for Lynn who was still sitting down hiding her face in sadness and self-hatred. "How're you feeling?" Lisa said. "Nearly every bone in my body is broken. How do you think I fucking feel!" He said rhetorically, making them all flinch.

"Don't worry Linky, maybe some ice cream will make you better." Leni said softly while holding a small cup of ice cream for him. 'Well, at least she knows I'm in pain.' He thought with a smile as Lisa walked up to him and hugged him very quickly

"Wow, it is impossible for you to be alive right now Lincoln, be grateful the only things not working are your legs and a few organs." She said, getting rid of her tears and wiping her glasses.

"Lucille, I suppose you also overheard what they were saying before you entered?" Lisa whispered. She gave a nod as Lisa grabbed Lana's arm and the three walked back home, leaving the others at the hospital. "Uhh, where are we going?"

"We're going home." She answered. "We're going to make a few adjustments to the building for Lincoln's new condition."

*Lincoln*

'And now my leg itches.' Lincoln thought annoyed greatly as Lily was playing with his free hand. "Lily come on, my hand isn't a toy." He said with a chuckle as she softly nibbled on it. 'At least I can't feel it.' He thought with a smile as finally, the jock of the family very slowly and shakily entered the room, making it so three were now inside. "Hey." She muttered, barely being heard by him. "Lynn-"

"This is my fault." She told herself out loud. "I shouldn't have invited you. Then you wouldn't be here." She sobbed as Lily let go of his hand and pushed Lynn slowly to his bedside. "It's alright, Lynn." He said with a dry tone as he grabbed her hand. "No it's not Lincoln! This isn't the first time I'm the cause of you almost dying!"

"Lynn calm your fucking ass down right now!" Lincoln snapped quietly and angrily, more of his temper showing. "B-But-" Lynn stammered as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down to him. "Lynn, stop trying to find a reason to beat yourself up. No matter what you do or say to me, I'll always love my favorite sister." He told her with tears in his eyes. "I-I'm your f-favorite?" She said in shock.

"Of course you are. Who helped me with my past nightmares? Who helped me with my depression?"

"I did." She smiled sadly.

"And who helped me ride my first bike? And took me to get my first ice cream?"

"Me."

"Who gave me Bun-Bun? Who was there for me when I cried? Who was there when I bled?"

"Me." She slowly stopped crying as he continued.

"Who was there for me on my first Halloween? Who was there when I got picked on?"

"Me!" She said, her tears completely gone as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a tight hug. "There's the Lynn I know and love." Lincoln said before groaning in pain as she hugged him. "Sorry!" She said hesitantly. "Lisa told up that you could be out in three more weeks with her chemicals and junk.

"Damn it!" They heard shouting outside and probably something breaking. "Are Mom and Dad fighting again?"

"Pretty much" Lynn sighed sadly. "It's gotten even worse since he convinced Lola to try and sell all of your stuff, even more so since you ended up in here."

"Makes sense since he told me he never wanted a son." Lincoln muttered, making both Lynn and Lily's eyes widen. 'And I just said that out loud.'

"He WHAT!?" Lynn roared, making the other sisters that were outside and their parents shudder in fear at her tone. "You heard me, Lynn, keep your voice down!" He whispered. She calmed down shortly after that as Luan peeked inside. "Guys, you okay in here?"

"Yeah Luan, we're all good." He said softly to his sister who walked in. One by one, each sister entered the room in tears, Lola begged for forgiveness from Lincoln who said he already did.

"The only one I am mad at is Dad. He locked me out of the house, in the middle of the night, during a massive snowstorm." He said, making them gasp in shock when they noticed he was averting his gaze out the window, his left eye twitching a bit. "You're not saying everything." Luan spoke with a soul piercing glare. "Uhh, no I'm not." He lied as she got closer with the other siblings until they were right in his face. "Well…I may have had to go to the hospital to get my right arm amputated and replaced with a prosthetic because of it causing severe frostbite and permanent nerve damage." He said nervously as their eyes widened greatly. He brought his right arm up to his mouth and with his teeth, pulled down a rubber glove-like cover, showing a pure chrome and black limb.

*Loud House*

"Lisa, why are we making a ramp next to the steps? So we can slide down to the sidewalk!" Lana spoke excitedly. "Negative." Lisa sighed, getting tired quickly of the questions thrown at her. "I need a hand in here." Lucy spoke as Lana ran to her quickly. "I have no idea how to put this stair lift together." She said as Lana cracked her knuckles. "Stand aside; let a master show you how it's done." Lana said as she instantly assembled the device up and down the staircase within under 1 minute. "There, all done!" Lana panted with a proud smile as she sat in it and turned it on, making the machine move quickly up and down the staircase. "Nice one Lana, but how did you do that so fast?"

"Trade secret." Lana smirked as she got off and hugged the Goth. "Let's move up to his room now."

*Elsewhere*

"Lincoln, I am SO sorry." Lola said quietly into his neck. "It's ok." He told her as he gave a smile when his right arm went stiff. "I need a new prosthetic, this thing keeps locking up." He growled before shaking it around and making it unlock.

*2 1/2 weeks later*

"H-Hey Ronnie." Lincoln stuttered as he rolled into her hospital room, looking at the very injured Latina who gave a groan in response.

"Lincoln?" She said slowly as she woke up completely to see him in a wheelchair. "What happens to you?"

"I got hit by a drunk in a semi." He responded, making her flinch. "What about you, Ronnie? How're you feeling?"

"I can't feel my right arm and my left leg is asleep." She spoke as he wheeled his way to her side and held her hand gently. She wrapped her left arm behind his neck and pulled him down into a long and soft kiss that lasted for 5 minutes. "May I ask why you kissed me suddenly?" He asked. "I still had that assholes disgusting taste in my mouth. I could've used mouthwash but I preferred that way." Ronnie said with a smile before kissing him again.

*3 days later in the Loud House*

"So, he's heading back here today." Rita spoke happily and sadly. "Yes Rita, he will. His vitals are perfectly stable and we've run all the tests." Dr. Palmer spoke over the phone. "Thank you so much Felicia!"

"No prob." She responded happily before the line went dead.

*Later*

"Ow." Lincoln grunted as he held his stomach in pain while a wave of nausea washed over him.n'Uh oh!' He quickly made it to his hospital rooms bathroom and emptied his stomach into the toilet, the bowl filling with blood and vomit. 'Why is this happening to me!?' He thought in pain as he flushed it down. "Mr. Loud, your mother is here."

"Ok." He said before rinsing out his mouth with some tap water. After that he wheeled out to the hallway where his mom was. "H-Hey mom." He said in barely a whisper

"How're you feeling sweetie?" Rita said sadly.

"Nauseous." He spoke slowly and dizzy as they left the white building. Lincoln slowly climbed into the back of the car and struggled to fold up his wheelchair. Rita got out to help him get it into the back, crying from seeing him struggle. "Don't worry honey I got it." She told him. "No! I can do this." Rita cried more from his denial of her help.

*1 hour later*

They had arrived at home and Lincoln could feel something off inside the house. "How bad were you two fighting?" Rita was silent for a couple of minutes before responding. "Your father and I are splitting up. Whatever love I had for him left after I heard what he did to you in the hospital." Lincoln looked down at his feet. "It's still not the worst thing he's done to me." He muttered sadly, gaining her attention as he unfolded the wheelchair, got out of the car and rolled his way up the cement ramp Lisa and the others made. He gave a sigh as he turned the knob. "What do you mean 'it's not the worst he's done'?" Rita asked as he went inside and froze.

"That I was a failure of a son. An accident that never should've been born." He said coldly, unaware of the fact that all of the sisters were listening and crying while Rita had her fist balled up. "That shit! We swore to never speak about that." She said under her breath, but Lincoln heard her. "So he was right, I was just a mistake." He cried sadly when Rita hugged him very tightly. "Lincoln. Yes, we didn't plan on having another kid at that time, but that doesn't mean you aren't as special as the others. You'll always be my baby boy."

"Mom...I...think I want to be alone for a while." He said quietly and on the verge of crying as he rolled out into the backyard. Seeing he was gone, Luan was the first to come out. "Lincoln was an accident?" She said with tears down her cheeks. "That can't be right! He's anything BUT that." Luna cried loudly behind Luan as Lucy jumped out of the vents and hugged the rocker teen. "It's gonna be ok, Luna." She whispered softly as she rubbed her sisters back gently. "Why does he just let people walk over him?" Luna sobbed as she looked out her window to see him in the backyard, his face void of any emotion; a perfect mask. 'Lincoln, I'm sorry we let this happen.' She thought with her eyes watering up greatly and purple eyeshadow trailed down her cheeks.

*Lincoln*

Lincoln stared at the sky, his breathing slow and even as he removed the arm cover completely and stared at his prosthetic. He lowered his head and started crying, large tears falling from his face to the ground. "Why!? Why does MY life have to be so difficult!? Why not someone else!" Lincoln sobbed, unaware that the entire residence of the Loud House could hear him.

"Does God just love ruining my life! Does he just love to see me in pain!? Does he just want to see me die or try to kill myself, only for me to fail!?" His rant went on for over two hours straight while the sisters and their mother cried from it, Lynn being to loudest and most heartbroken. "I fucked up big time." She sobbed, not hearing her door open. She only stopped when she felt two small pairs of arms hug her back. Lynn turned around to to see the twins with bloodshot eyes. "We're terrible sisters." Lola whispered as Lynn brought both of them up on her bed and hugged them tightly.

Lincoln wiped away his tears with his left arm and noticed that it was getting dark. He turned back to the house and went inside to see Lily in a purple shirt tilting her head at him. Lincoln looked at her confused for a few seconds before realizing he didn't have his arm on. He replaced it back onto his stump and picked up the infant, letting her rest in his lap as he wheeled into the living room.

*1 hour later*

"I-Is he still outside?" Leni cried into her pillow as Lori checked. "No, and I don't think he's up here cause that thing hasn't been turned on." The oldest Loud sister exited her room and went downstairs to see Lincoln and Lily sleeping on the couch. It warmed her heart to see the small smile on his face as they slept. 'It's almost time for dinner, guess I should start cooking.' She thought as she grabbed a blanket off the chair and placed it on the younger two. "Maybe I should cook some Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo." Lori pondered before going into the kitchen.

*Lisa*

"I am a foolish ignoramus for my actions. There is no such thing as bad luck, and yet I let his stupid acting trick me!" The four year old genius slapped herself multiple times as she worked on something, hoping that it could help for the house which was already falling apart. "Why do I smell pasta and chicken?"


"Lynn, wake up." Lucy said with a sniffle. "It's time for dinner." She grabbed her shoulder and shook the jock awake. "Okay, I'm gettin' up." Lynn groaned while rubbing her eyes as she stood and immediately got hugged by Lucy. "It's okay, Luce. I hope things won't be different forever."

"But they will." Lucy cried. "Lincoln can't ever walk again, the principal threatened to expel him for some reason, Mom and Dad are getting divorced. Nothing will ever be the same." As much as Lynn hated it, she knew Lucy was right. They both walked downstairs and saw the other sisters slowly walk down. Lynn heard a light snoring and saw Lincoln and Lily sleeping on the couch, a faint smile on his face.

"Aw." Leni cooed as Lincoln's eyes fluttered open. "Huh?"

"You okay Linky?" She asked, wiping her tears away. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine." He replied as he sat up, his voice sounding extremely depressed.

*Later*

Lincoln slid off of the stair lift and into his wheelchair when he heard shuffling in his room. "Huh?" He silently opened the door to see Lynn sobbing into her hands, curled up on his bed. "Lynn?" The jock went quiet and slowly turned around, showing her bloodshot eyes. "I'm so sorry." She whispered as Lincoln wrapped his arms around her back and hugged her. "I already said I'm not mad at you."

"I just can't help but keep blaming myself." She said in a strained voice. "Lynn, if anything it's my fault." Lincoln told her. "I wanted to be left alone and when you told Leni that I was bad luck, I just saw an opportunity and took it." He continued as all of the women were eavesdropping from the hall. "I'm only disappointed in Lisa for actually falling for that act I did, though it did hurt a lot." Lynn couldn't help but snicker at the idea of how Lisa must be feeling from knowing that. "I let it get too out of hand. If anyone should be sorry, it's me…and a certain someone who decided to try and sell my stuff!" He raised his voice, knowing they were behind his door.

"Seriously, why the fuck did you guys try and do that?" He deadpanned. "Sorry, but Lola does take her superstitions more seriously than I do." Lynn said sadly before yawning.

The Loud sisters and mother waited for a few minutes before opening the door. They all smiled when they saw Lincoln and Lynn lying down on the bed, Lynn resting Lincoln's head over her heart. Rita grabbed his blanket and covered the two with it. "Let's all go to sleep now girls."