Hi Angry9guy here and Yes I'm writing a spin-off for Loud Visions focused on Lucy. Yeah I got permission baby
Lincoln and Crikey continued their fight for four more rounds. Even with knowing fewer fighting styles than Lincoln, Crikey could really take a hit. He rebounded, and Lincoln was now bleeding from the side of his head over his left eye, had a bruised cheek, bruises on his sides, and his nose was bleeding. Lincoln was drenched in his sweat from head to toe. His skin shined in the light.
Crikey looked a lot worse. His left eye was swollen shut, and his nose was broken. He also had bruises on his face and his torso. However, at the end of the fourth round, after the bell rang, Crikey threw a sucker punch at Lincoln, and that made the whole crowd angry. They roared and booed Crikey, throwing stuff at him. One guy threw a hard plastic bottle that hit him right in the back of the head.
Then, the fifth round began, and Lincoln stayed on the defensive. Crikey threw some quick jabs toward his face, but Lincoln blocked and waited to hit him in the side. Crikey threw a fast jab that hit Lincoln's nose and then uppercut him right in the chin. Lincoln fell and landed on his back.
"No!" Lynn called.
"Lincoln!" Stella cried.
The referee started counting. Crikey grinned a confident smile and howled. When Lincoln looked up at him at that moment, he saw something else. He saw Lynn, the old Lynn, and he heard her voice. Time slowed down, and all the noise fell away as her voice echoed.
"You can't even beat this chump? It's no wonder you're nothing but bad luck," Old Lynn said.
Lincoln's eyes widened, and one of his eyes twitched.
"You can't beat him because you're too weak! All you do is screw up! Honestly, things would be better for all of us if you just weren't around," Old Lynn continued.
Lincoln felt a spark ignite, and a red, hot feeling of anger began to boil.
"The only thing you do is screw up. You give bad luck! You're a jinx!" Old Lynn jabbed.
Lincoln slowly started panting, and his eyes glowed red. The red-hot feeling increased with each passing second, feeling him with rage.
"I know I would be better off without a brother like you, Stinkin! We all would! I wish you were never born!" Old Lynn stated.
Then, the fire turned into a roaring flame. Lincoln gritted his razor-sharp teeth and growled fiercely while flexing his hands as he got up. As he growled, Lincoln breathed the fire and steam out of his lungs. His vision was blurry, and all he could see was Old Lynn. Behind Lucy's bangs, her eyes widened as she saw Lincoln's sudden change.
"Six! Seven! Eight!" the referee counted before Lincoln was back on his feet.
The crowd cheered. Crikey turned around to see Lincoln standing. He shot a glare at Lincoln before huffing and puffing as he hoped. However, when Lincoln growled, and Crikey howled again, Lincoln let out a thunderous lion-like roar that gave everyone chills – even Crikey looked at him wide-eyed. Then, he steeled himself and attacked Lincoln. He threw a right hook, but Lincoln dodged it and spun around to deliver a hard spinning back kick with his heel hitting him in the ribs, cracking them. Crikey cried in pain before he tried to strike Lincoln with his tail. Lincoln caught the tail, barely skidding on the floor, gripped the tail hard, and swung Crikey around in the air before slamming him hard on the ground, shaking the area. The crowd cheered at that.
"Yes! Get him, Lincoln!" Lynn called.
"Kick his butt!" Stella cheered.
Everyone was cheering Lincoln's name, but Lucy was worried as she watched Lincoln's rage take hold of him. In Lincoln's mind, he wasn't seeing or fighting Crikey at all – it was Old Lynn. For a second or so, Lincoln saw flashbacks to all the visions involving the bad luck incident and all its different outcomes. Each flashback fueled his anger.
Crikey rolled over and was back on his feet again, but Lincoln kicked him in the chest, making him stumble back into a corner. Crikey threw a right punch, Lincoln ducked and punched him hard in the gut, and then threw a hard left hook at his face. Crikey threw a left hook, but Lincoln dodged that and sent dozens of quick punches to Crikey's side, hitting his ribs. Then Lincoln punched with his left, then right, then left, then right again, breathing each time. He sent a hard punch to Crikey's gut, making a gasp and bowing his head forward. Lincoln shot a hard right uppercut to Crikey's face, causing him to lose his mouth guard and send blood in the air as his head shot backward. While stunned, leaning back against the corner and the ropes, Lincoln spun around and delivered a hard spin roundhouse heel kick to Crikey's face.
The force from his kick spent Crikey spinning as he fell. Lincoln got on top of him and continued to punch him repeatedly. Crikey barely had any strength left to defend himself. He tried to raise his arms to keep his guard up, but it was useless. It wasn't long until he stopped resisting. In a fiery rage, Lincoln unleashed his anger on what he thought was the old Lynn. The one that bullied him, picked on him, belittled him, called him names, and made him feel stupid and worthless. The one that would start the whole bad luck incident in the first place and poison the entire family against him. Lincoln ended it with one last hard punch to the face that knocked out several teeth.
Lincoln stood up, staring down at the old Lynn on the ground, black-eyed, bruised, and bleeding. Once the bell rang, Lincoln was zapped back to reality. All noise could be heard, including the crowd cheering, the referee counting to ten and announcing Lincoln as the winner, his sisters and friends chatting his name, and Coach Keck groaning and whining in defeat.
The referee raised Lincoln's arm up, "The winner, Lincoln Loud!"
Lincoln looked around and remembered where he was. He looked down to see Old Lynn gone and Crikey on the ground – bloody, bruised and beaten. At that moment, Lincoln felt a weight off of his chest. Whatever leftover anger he had buried deep down was gone. Lincoln turned to see Lynn climbing into the arena with her arms. She had a joyful smile and happy tears escaping her eyes. She jumped onto Lincoln, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing him a hug. Stella was close behind her and embraced Lincoln in a tight hug. They didn't care that he stank.
"Lincoln! You did amazing!" Stella said joyfully.
"I'm so ding-dang proud of you, Linky! I'm so happy to be your sister!" Lynn said so happily that a tear ran down each eye.
Lincoln felt his heartstrings tug. He smiled and hugged Lynn and Stella back. He looked upon the crowd and saw his other sisters cheering. He saw the pride and joy on their faces. Lincoln's heart was filled with love and happiness for his family, his friends, and his sisters. They changed for him. They went the distance for him as he has for them, and he knew without any doubt that they'd do it again for him as he would for them. The old Loud family that would neglect, abuse, and abandon him were long gone. This new Loud family would die for him.
When Lincoln looked back at Crikey, who was being looked at by the school nurse, he felt a chill and a feeling of sorrow as he glanced at Crikey and at his hands. There was still some of Crikey's blood on the gloves, and he remembered the feeling of rage he had when he beat him. It wasn't for Crikey; it was for the old Lynn.
'Am I a monster now?' Lincoln thought.
He remembered before his powers, he wasn't capable of such anger. Did his family bring that out in him?
'I don't want to hurt my family. Why is there a part of me that did want to?' Lincoln asked himself, 'I don't feel angry anymore. Was it because I imagined that Crikey was Old Lynn?'
Lincoln suddenly remembered a saying that Clyde told him that he had heard from Dr. Lopez:
"Sometimes you have to let it out so you can let it go."
'Is that what I did? I let out the remaining anger I had deep down inside out. Was that a coping technique? Is that why I'm not angry anymore?' Lincoln asked himself.
He looked down at Lynn in his arms, still hugging him. He glanced at his sisters in the crowd. Like Lynn, their faces had so much pride and joy – pride and joy for him.
'They're proud of me. They love me. I mean that much to them,' Lincoln thought as a tear escaped his eye.
Lincoln held Lynn and Stella tighter. His heart was filled with happiness and love. Lincoln felt like he made a mental breakthrough. All the times questioning whether or not his family could be trusted and whether the bad futures would happen – now there's no doubt at all. There's no way the future would change from good to bad, not by them. At this point, they couldn't do those bad things even if they wanted to. They love Lincoln too much, and that made Lincoln so happy that he could cry.
'I love them. I love them so much!' Lincoln thought.
More kids from the crowd climbed the ring and held Lincoln up on their shoulders as they cheered his name. Lincoln held his fists up in victory and let out a cry of victory. Then, someone who looked like an official had the microphone. He was holding a golden belt with little jewels in it. The belt looked like a championship belt for fighters, wrestlers, and boxers. This one was smaller and less decorative. It said 'State Championship.'
The official said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Lincoln Loud has defeated Crikey—the kickboxing champion of the state of Michigan. Because he beat the best, and since we recently discovered that Crikey cheated in some of his previous fights, we decided that Lincoln Loud is the new champion of Michigan!"
The crowd cheered again as the official handed Lincoln the belt. Lincoln held it up high for everyone to see. Everyone was filming and taking so many pictures. Lincoln felt lighter than air as if he were at the top of the world.
A dark silhouette spies on him.
"Interesting he's stronger he seemed to know about a guy who wanted to shoot his sister he seems to know things that can be bad before it happens he must have future visions and we shall capture him"
Lucy sighed it was a hot day where to start well it all started when Lincoln got powers to see the future. He had been though a lot. Ever since she found out. She had been trying to earn his forgiveness. They saved Luna together and even saved their mom. She had been grounded for everything and honestly she deserved it. She couldn't consider herself a good sister. She remembered when she showed him the death card.
Things happened with Lynn. they messed with her sports equipment to make sure the Bad Luck event didn't happen, which got her grounded. But now she feels bad. She heads out to take a walk to clear her head when she sees Haiku.
"Greetings, Lucy" Haiku says.
"Hey, Haiku." Lucy sighed.
"What's wrong?" Haiku asked.
"Sigh, everything." Lucy says.
"How's your brother?" Haiku asked.
"He's all right, he just won a fight against Cricket." Lucy says.
They walk to the cemetery as they decide to help clean some coffins. As they walk, they notice a boy named Luke Huntington doing photo shoots.
"Bleh…" Haiku groaned, sticking out her tongue. They walk off.
Meanwhile, in a dark lab a man was spying on Lincoln. He had cameras. He sent some men after them.
Meanwhile, Lucy and Haiku head to Auntie Pam's to buy some ice cream. They walk in and see a big line.
"Sigh." Lucy says.
10 minutes later,
Lucy and Haiku lay down.
"If only we had magic." Haiku groaned.
"I have my Great Grandma Harriet's spell book with me, but I don't think it works." Lucy says.
"When did you use it?" Haiku asked.
"When I was trying to get back at my siblings" Lucy says.
"That explains a lot. Lucy I think it may work, maybe it didn't work then because you were trying to harm your siblings" Haiku says as Lucy thinks, then nods. They head outside to test some spells.
"Mooz einl" Haiku chanted as suddenly her feet turned into wheels and she ran into a wall.
"Haiku!" Lucy says as some men find her.
"That's one of his sisters, we can use her as bait." One says.
"Sigh…Fangs, dinner." Lucy says as Fangs swoops in and starts attacking the men.
They scream and try to shoo Fangs away. One guy uses a taser, zapping Fangs.
"FANGS!" Lucy shrieked as she spoke with emotion. She ran and leaped for one of the men who grabbed her, then bit his hand as he tossed her to a tree.
Haiku tried to grab the book, but another guy grabbed her.
Suddenly, a boy leaped in as he walked up.
"It's that Huntington boy!" One guy says, still holding Lucy.
2 of them ran for him as he kept dodging their attacks.
"STEP OFF!" Luke hissed, shocking the whole group with a large lightning attack after getting Lucy and Haiku to safety.
They ran as Lucy and Haiku were shocked.
"Excited gasp!" Lucy gasped.
"Thanks " Haiku said as the men ran away screaming.
Lucy ran, looking worried. "Hang on, Fangs!" Lucy says.
She ran to the hospital.
"I need help!" She says, worried
"This ain't a vet spooky" A doctor says as Lucy rushed out upon realizing her mistake.
"Hang on, Fangs" Lucy says, running.
She arrived at the Vet and let the workers take him in.
She sat on a chair and looked down, worried as she couldn't help but cry. She'd make those men pay.
Meanwhile.
Haiku looks for Lucy. she had no idea who those creeps were but they sounded bad. Lucy probably went to the Vet.
She arrived and sees Lucy.
"How is he?" She asked.
" I don't know" Lucy sniffed.
Haiku hugged Lucy who wailed.
Meanwhile the man drank his coffee.
"We may have failed to capture her but without Lincoln she can't escape me forever so I'll just make sure she's separated from her siblings" he says, sipping his coffee.
Soon the vet came
"How is he?" Lucy asked.
"I'm sorry.. He's gone" The Vet says as Lucy broke into Tears as Haiku felt bad.
A/N Angry9guy: Poor Lucy She just lost Fangs and yes this takes place during Loud Visions 2 I'll let Rack44 talk