In the StarL Hallways, something would move along these hallways on the floor as if it were crawling on all fours, passing by the sides of the office workers or even passing between their legs. As it moved, it would also move along the walls, through the air or the ceiling without anyone noticing. Sometimes it would stop to observe some employees.

~ Hey, did you hear about Steve from HR? —A man in a suit on the floors of the Advertising Division offices would whisper to a male and female colleague, all around the water cooler–

~ What happened? —.The two would get closer to hear the gossip, these words would be said by the girl with her eyes shining with longing–

~ Well, it turns out that Mr. "I Love Rules" was found in the ladies' room with... Serina

~ Wait, Wow... Serina? Our Serina? ... —.The partner would be the one to say those questions after receiving a big surprise, observing that the answer he would receive would be multiple nods from the other party— ... No way! SERINA?! THE ONE WITH A HUSBAND AND CHILDREN?!

~ Hey shh be quieter, you'll make us get scolded —. The girl would cover his mouth at the screams of her partner–

~ And that's why they both got fired, Serina got divorced and lost custody of her children.

~ Poor thing, although I always thought she was a bitch. Did you know that the wretched thing told me that coming in a long skirt made me look like a slut? The girl would say, leaning against the wall in the hallway.

~ That's wrong... —. Her partner would say, leaning on the water dispenser, receiving a "Thank you" from his partner while he brought a disposable cup to his mouth, speaking in a whisper with the cup near his mouth– ... Because even without wearing a skirt you are already a slut

~ What did you say?!

~ You told me, Zorra —. The one who had started the gossip would say, provoking the woman's anger even more.

That thing that was watching them while floating in the air would only watch them for a few more seconds, before moving towards the ventilation hatch, getting into it without even opening the hatch, it would simply pass through it as if it were air, then it would slowly begin to move through the ventilation at high speed, ignoring the cobwebs and the contraband materials that some employees hid here, usually they were cigarettes and marijuana, although it also came across a small bag of white powder at the same time that the hatch opened to reveal the janitor, who would be taking it out through the bathroom crack.

That would only observe him sink his little finger into the bag and then rub that white powder between his teeth, and then the bathroom door would be heard being kicked and a couple of people entering screaming, this would ignore the screams and the blows that they were giving to the janitor, only to continue on its way, ending up leaving the ventilation on the upper floors, it seemed that first he would look out moving his head to the sides until he would finally find his target.

Lincoln: ...I'm leaving the offices right now, I'll be home in an hour or maybe more...

That would watch Lincoln like a security camera, watching him talk on the phone while he passed below him and followed the hallway, there was security on that floor, but not even they would see that thing fall to the ground, before starting to move on the floor like a rat, following Lincoln, seeing him turn down a hallway that would follow him to end up turning too, but he would be surprised by the albino turning around, which would make him hide ending up setting his gaze only on the wall, a few seconds later he would carefully peek out to see Lincoln's back waiting for the elevator

Lincoln: I'm sorry, I just thought I saw something... No, they're not following me. StarL is safer than the white house... just, I felt something... Well, forget it. Don't let the kids stay up if I don't get home before 9:00 p.m... How come the kids don't fall asleep by that time? In my time the sun would set and they would already go to sleep —. The elevator doors would open letting out two security guards, who would greet Lincoln and let him through–

The moment Lincoln would get on the elevator and the guards would already be turning down the hall, that thing would start moving quickly, Lincoln would still be talking on the phone until he would be surprised to notice it, even so that thing would continue advancing along the floor until it ended up jumping towards Lincoln's face. A few moments later, Lincoln would be lying sitting in a chair next to a simple wooden table, with a large flashlight shining all over his face and body, causing Lincoln himself to have to cover his eyes with his arms.

Lincoln: Ugh son of a... —.Lincoln was going to say an insult, until he remembered that he was practicing not saying insults so as not to be a bad influence on the kids– ... I should have known that you would find me, not even in another universe can I escape from you or you guys... you know, I never wondered that before, but now I would like to know what kind of guys you are.

That would be behind the lamp, on the interrogator's side of the table, he would not say a word but would simply focus on Lincoln's face as if it were a camera, or rather an interrogation camera.

Lincoln: And... Silence. Ugh you know, I'll call you both 'cause I get the feeling you're not following me just because you're a stalker... —. Lincoln would raise his hands, revealing that he had a cigarette in his right hand and a lighter in his left, his hands were not handcuffed so he could place the cigarette between his lips and then light it with the lighter, finishing by putting out the lighter and placing it on the table– ... are you happy? I had quit smoking a few years ago... I think, I don't remember. Although well, this is my imagination so I don't think I'm hurting myself... Can I hurt myself here?

He wouldn't get any answer, even so he could know or feel that they were looking at him, that they were waiting for him to say something, the typical summary of what was happening in his life, when he was a child this mental game to escape from the stress of youth was something fun and entertaining, but as the years went by he noticed that sometimes this came back, but not as something of his that he made up to have a good time, but rather it would suddenly appear to ask him for a summary or a few words.

Lincoln would begin to feel that this was a mental disorder or something more dangerous, because this thing did not request but demanded, the last time was when he was in the other universe of his children, when he returned these events ceased so he thought that he had left him lost in that universe, but seeing him now again, it meant only two things.

1; He had already gone crazy and because of his Child, he now suffered from a disorder that made him constantly have to talk to an illusion or imaginary friend that was very demanding.

2; This thing was conscious and was not an invention of his mind, but was now talking to something that could be called a disembodied life form.

Lincoln: I'll take your silence as... silence. He would take the cigarette from between his lips, more precisely the filter part that was the part that fit between his lips, he would take the cigarette with his index and thumb finger and then, as he moved it away, he would let out a light puff, which would release the smoke that he had been inhaling.

That thing would just stare at him, making slight movements to the sides as if it were an animal that moved its head or body to observe another animal, seeing that Lincoln only kept smoking and looking at him, suddenly it would start to tremble causing the light to suddenly go out, that would surprise Lincoln, but he would feel an even bigger surprise when suddenly that whole dark space would light up and suddenly he would appear in an endless white space, without his cigarette in his hand, but with his hands completely handcuffed to the table.

Lincoln: And now he's angry... just tell me, what do you want? ... —. Lincoln would say the angry part, giving a slight tug on the chain of links of his handcuffs, only to then let out a slight snort looking at that which always looked at him and never participated– ... You know, sometimes I even thought you were like God. Yes, because in churches they always talk about how God is everywhere and that everything is part of his plan, and then you come to mind... I'm sure you are a bunch of bastards who think they can play with the lives of others, with my life...

Lincoln would begin to feel disgust and repudiation for those who only watched him in silence, it was a feeling that had grown in him since he was little when his family became complete shit and his life was going down the drain.

Lincoln: ... Just look at each other, watching and playing, maybe you laugh or maybe you feel hate. Who knows, maybe it even excites you to see ... throughout my childhood I believed. I thought, that we were friends and that you would be with me at all times helping me to overcome any situation ... —. Lincoln would start to lower his head and then scratch his hair with his right hand, pulling the chain of his handcuffs as much as he could - ... Haha dreams of a silly child, when it all started. I never saw you again, I do believe that you are like God, I begged you and talked to you at night ... under the cold of the nights, when my body was covered in bruises and I was hoarse ... and what did I receive? ... I only saw you approach me at my worst moment when I was running away, then I understood. I am not your friend, I am your entertainment ... Lincoln Loud, the dancing monkey.

Lincoln would stop looking at the table and scratching his hair, only to then lean back and rearrange his hands on the table, leaning on the back of his metal chair, staring at his observers.

Lincoln: So this is my summary for you... enjoy the damn show and I hope you all die. Heartless bastards.

The elevator doors would open, revealing an albino in a suit with a tear running down his right cheek, he wouldn't let it reach his chin, from his chest pocket he would take out a handkerchief that he would use to wipe his cheek and eyes, before starting to walk, leaving That floating in the elevator looking at his back, before looking up and starting to fly upwards, crossing the ceiling of the elevator to move in the shaft for the elevator to go up and down, continuing its ascent it would cross the ceiling of the building before starting to ascend even more, it seemed to want to reach space but before reaching the atmosphere it would suddenly appear in a different space.

~ Look, look, look. This beautiful sight. Admire, admire, admire. The most divine beauty.

Those things would be floating in the air like birds around a man sitting on the ground, the place where they were looked like the moon, but there was no planet Earth or even a planet, there were no stars, as far as the eye could see there was only that Moon that seemed small and that man occupied a large part of that asteroid, that man would have his head covered with black cloths and around him floated multiple rectangular screens that came from all those things, which floated and danced around that Moon.

~ Why The Watcher Is Watching Them.

Listening and dancing to the song that the individual was humming, who would soon receive what he had seen, what he questioned another Lincoln from one of the many Universes.

El Hotel Caravan. Penthouse.

When Lincoln bought the Caravan Hotel in Greath Lake City, one of the advantages he gained was being the owner of the Penthouse, which he did not take advantage of much as he spent most of his time in his other properties. The one he used the most was one he had in Siberia in a remote and hidden part that could only be reached by helicopter. He liked it because it was always totally quiet and because the sunrise looked especially beautiful in certain seasons.

Also because he loved to set large things on fire or make them explode, and in that part it would be unlikely that anyone would see him or be in danger.

Returning to the Penthouse, which would normally be abandoned and maintained only by the hotel's cleaning staff, for the first time it was being occupied and used, since about 2 weeks ago they had started living there and since then the movement of employees was reduced to a minimum, in addition to the fact that Security was upgraded to StarL Private Staff, they became more strict with the review of guests and the surveillance did not seem like that of a simple Hotel, the Employees were even forced to sign a Non-Disclosure contract. For the people of that hotel who were accustomed to the monotony of a 5-star hotel where there were only celebrities or rich people, the mystery of who lived in the Penthouse grew day by day, sometimes children and a blonde woman were seen coming out of the private elevator, the employees already murmured about a hidden family.

Rochelle would be standing in the Penthouse living room, it was already night so the lights of a calendar and all the lights in the Penthouse were on, the exterior walls were huge windows made of Glass made with AW-V an artificially created material that they stole from the Chinese who they call "AM-III" with a resistance of 113 Gpa, but the AW-V reaches a resistance of 168 Gpa making it the hardest Glass in the world, currently StarL is still researching and exploring its different uses, one of these was the use of AW-V in Armored Glass. The young brunette would be wearing a black suit with her hair pulled back, she seemed to show a dignified and respectable appearance, which she would be showing in a video call that was transmitted to the 112-inch television that was divided into 2 parts.

Rochelle: As you can see, our Baikal facilities are the safest and most prepared, I am sure that your investment in "Coregonus" will show great results, right?

Migreniks: True. "Coregonus" has shown great progress in the last 2 years, with your investment of Assets we will surely achieve a huge improvement in our Nanobiological Weapon. We have already managed to reach the threshold where we can give precise specifications to attack an individual or multiple individuals in a specific area, without side effects or any kind of trace ... —. The Doctor would begin to talk excitedly about Coregonus, but since they could not talk about a secret investigation in the middle of a video call, Rochelle would cough a few times to interrupt– ... Oh. Sorry, I got excited. Back to the subject, Major. I assure you that Coregonus will not fail you in any area you require.

On the other side of the television who they would be talking to would be a Major General of the Ground Forces of the Korean People's Army, his face could not be seen very well due to the darkness of the office he was in while the only light in said office revealed his Olive Green Uniform with the Sojang insignia on his shoulders, his name and face were already known to Rochelle who with the help of the council acts as a new contact for this Major, who with the help of the council acts as a new contact for this Major, who was secretly and personally looking for the Purchase of Coregonus, Coregonus would not go on sale because it was a secret sale made to find investors, the idea had been sold years ago and someone was being sought who wanted to invest in multiple ways.

Sojang: ... What is the success rate? For example, if I were to release it in Pyongyang.

The word would baffle Dr. Migreniks who was sensing that what the Major was looking for was a long-range biological weapon, his research was something more meticulous and surgical, it was not a disgusting Agent Orange, before the Doctor could ruin everything by insulting the Major with that he was a simple-minded moron who did not understand the depth and perfection of the Coregonus, Rochelle would interrupt him by intercepting him before he threw it all away out of simple pride.

Rochelle: Major, Coregonus is more precise and selective. If his target is all of Pyongyang then we could sell him some of our biological weapons, but Coregonus is a Nanobiological weapon with a designated target… Coregonus would be better suited for a simple target, like… A store, a bunker… The Supreme People's Assembly. —.What Rochelle was telling him with those last words was that Coregonus was not a weapon, it was an assassin, release it in a closed place and it will kill only the assigned targets–

Major: ...Understood. You will be receiving more Prisoners for your research in a few days, until then I would like to receive at least some proof that Coregonus works.

Rochelle: Perfect, we look forward to your support for our North Korean branch along with your upcoming investment. I'm signing off. Major. Doctor.

Rochelle would move to press the glass of the nightstand in the middle of the room, which was in front of her, by pressing her index finger against the glass it would shine showing that it was a transparent touch screen, pressing it would end the call, leaving a nervous Rochelle to let out a slight sigh, only to then be surprised by the appearance of her Sister Lacy.

Lacy: Dad hates you getting involved in his business, did he leave you? —. Lacy would be on the second floor, leaning on the glass railings, looking down at her older sister–

Rochelle: Dad will understand, I'm doing this for him. He was in a coma for a long time and he needs to catch up, that's what family is for.

Rochelle would say that walking towards one of the sofas in the living room while she loosened her tie and dropped face down on the sofa, she wasn't doing that with Lincoln's authorization, she was doing it on her own with the help of Council members who supported Rochelle getting more involved and preparing to inherit her father's position, even for Brunette it was surprising how easily they accepted the fact that she was from another universe and wanted to be the heir.

Still, she didn't feel reluctant or afraid, it was something she wanted to do of her own free will and her strong conviction to help her father, although it would be a lie to say that she doesn't sometimes feel scared by the business that StarL does and the deals they give her, at first she thought they wanted to trick her with this meeting, but on second thought she realized that it was more of a test, to see if she could stand to put her hands in an arms deal where personal ethics don't exist.

Lacy: Aunt Sam is arriving with the others, she said to go prepare the oven. Lacy would have jumped down from the second floor in a simple jump, landing on her back on one of the 3 large sofas that were there, letting herself roll and then, when she fell to the ground, standing up with an animated attitude, like a cat.

Rochelle: Just... give me a minute... —. Rochelle was exhausted, although she had acted in a mature and serious manner, all of that was a simple act, deep down she even felt like vomiting, she had spent all her energy to maintain that facade in front of a military man with a scary face— ... Better make it 3 Minutes

A few moments later

The Family would be gathered in the dining room, following the tradition of their Universe everyone had to always have dinner together as a family, it was the same for breakfast, something that nobody minded since it helped them feel that they were still in their typical daily routine, although clearly their routine had changed a long time ago, since they had fewer opportunities to go out and if they did they had to be escorted by security personnel, they still did not attend classes because of Lincoln's fear that they would attract too much attention.

Sam: Well, guys, why don't you tell us what you did today? —Sam would say that while sitting in the chair placed at one of the heads of the rectangular table, while Lincoln placed a tray with potato cake in the middle of the table.

Lyra: I'll start. Nothing, just like we've been doing since we arrived in this damn world weeks ago. Lyra would say that, denoting great discomfort. She couldn't believe she was in a universe with a guy she hates. She still had a hard time resigning herself and accepting that she was angry with a Lincoln who wasn't her father.

Sam: Lyra, mind your words. Sam would say her name to scold her, which worked, if it weren't for Sam being there, Lyra would have had multiple escape attempts a long time ago.

Lyra: I'm sorry. I just can't stand being here anymore and everyone is thinking the same thing. Lyra would look at her brothers sitting around the table when she said that. Everyone would simply look away when they saw that.

Lincoln would be the last to sit in the last free seat at the other end of the table, right at the second head of said table, while he settled into his seat already dressed more lightly, he would hear Lyra's complaints as well as how everyone seemed uncomfortable with what she was saying.

Lincoln: Does everyone feel like they're trapped? —.Lincoln would ask them that as he stood up and helped serve the potato cake portions, looking at each of the "Children" he was responsible for in this universe–

Lyna: Well, it was fun and all at first. But, we've gone out very little and you've been very busy since we arrived —.Lyna would say that hoping not to upset her father, since they arrived, Lincoln's time, who used to spend all his time at home, was reduced to just being there at night and even in those moments he seemed to be tired–

Edie: It's true, we haven't spent a single moment as a family since we came to this Universe. At first we understood that you had responsibilities, but now... it feels like you'll avoid us. —Edie said that with some discomfort, she had no right to reproach a lack of attention to a man who couldn't even be called "her father from another universe" and yet, there he was, taking courage to claim love from her as if it were her natural right. —

Lacy: That's right! You have to spend more time with me, ignoring others is fine! But you have to play with Lacy more! —.Lacy would talk about herself in the third person, screaming with her mouth full of food, causing food to spit out of her mouth while hitting the table with her hands–

Some of the food he would spit out would end up landing right on Lyle's plate who was sitting in front of him eating peacefully, seeing the saliva-covered piece of minced meat fall onto his portion, he would stop to look at it with disdain and disgust, before pushing the plate to the side looking coldly at Lacy, who would freeze under his gaze.

Lyle: ... Give me another plate and another portion, please —. Lyle would demand another plate and to be served food, while keeping his gaze fixed on Lacy–

Lincoln: Do you think so too? —.Lincoln, hearing Lyle's words, would serve him on another plate and while he was bringing the plate closer to him, he would ask his opinion.

Lyle: Well, my humble opinion is that you have neglected your parental responsibilities to your children. All because of your unfounded fear that this Universe is dangerous for us or that something bad will happen to us… —. Lyle would say that while approaching his plate with his bare hands, then while speaking he would take the roll of napkins and after stretching it a little, without cutting the napkins, he would create a wall of napkins that defended his plate from Lacy– ... Which is stupid, as far as we all saw, understood and know. You are one of the most powerful men in the world, the simple fact that we are in danger would mean that our aggressor would be the entire world.

Lyle said that hoping his father would understand that his paternal fear was baseless and silly, that it was just the worry of a first-time father, one of those stages where they see danger where there is none and feel that everything will harm their children, but Lincoln upon hearing his words could only think that by becoming a powerful man along the way they make enemies and even when they are at the top, the enemies always come looking for them, before his worries did not exist because for Lincoln everything was a game in which he sought to destroy all those who messed with him and his family, regardless of the damage to the board.

But now, now he had children that he loved and was responsible for, even if one of them hated him, his counselors told him it was something like "Teenage Puberty" where girls hate their father for no reason.

Lincoln: Haaa... Okay, from now on I'll work from here and we'll go out more. We'll face the world as a family —.Lincoln would have to resign himself to the idea of them staying a secret, his plans to bring them back would take some time and now he had found out what they felt, he couldn't force them if they didn't want to, that would be cruel

Everyone would start celebrating at the news, even Rochelle would smile a little as she continued eating and Sam on the other hand would only show a sweet smile, one that she would share with Lincoln as he was the only person at the table who understood her fear, it was Sam and Lincoln who decided together to maintain a seclusion, both feared for the lives of their children, the moment she thought of the words "Their Children" Sam would look away a little blushing.

Lacy: Yeah, we'll be able to go watch Royal Wood's games... —. Lacy would jump up, making the table shake and causing the wall of napkins to fall right on Lyle's plate, this would be ignored by Lacy who would then remember something, stopping to say out loud while looking at Rochelle– ... Oh right, Rochelle disobeyed dad and had a meeting on behalf of the company

Rochelle hearing how she suddenly gave him away would spit out the water she was drinking to help swallow the food and quench her thirst, causing an annoyed Lyle to throw his fork on the table and raise his hands, saying "Fuck you, I'll eat the cake that's still in the oven" and then get up from the table. On the other hand, hearing Lacy's words, Lincoln who was laughing at how excited his children were would look at Rochelle changing his expression to a very annoyed one, the same would happen with Sam who would look at him angrily.

Lincoln and Sam: What did you do what?!