Loud House: Humble Beginnings (Book 1)

Tragedy Strikes

When Steve opened the front door to Darius' small house on Grove Street, the new counterparts were met by a very unpleasant surprise.

The Clark Lane Hustlers were waiting for them outside, as identified by the blue jackets like Bradley had said last night.

"GET EM, MEN!" One of the members yelled as the gang opened fire.

The men quickly closed the door and prepared for a firefight.

The front window overlooking the living room shattered, and the front door was busted down.

Everybody started yelling until Bradley fired a shot over the kitchen counter where the Grove men were trapped.

He struck one of the Hustlers in the chest, killing him.

The Hustlers started firing back, and one of them ran up next to the counter and pointed their gun at Wendell.

Lincoln did something he would forever regret. He aimed his pistol at the man and pulled the trigger. The man fell to the ground in agony, as he was quickly losing blood.

Lincoln had seen people kill each other in movies, but for him to actually do that in real life was absolutely horrifying to him.

Suddenly the crew heard a pin fall to the ground, and Steve announced "GRENADE!"

Sure enough, there was a grenade that came flying over the kitchen counter and it hit the back cabinets.

Bradley dove to grab it as he threw it back at the other men.

The grenade exploded and everything went silent. Lincoln slowly peeked his head over the counter and saw that everybody was motionless and dead.

"I think it's clear, guys!" Lincoln whispered to his companions.

The men slowly rose above the counter and he was right; there were no other assailants in the house.

"C'mon! We still gotta get to Hazeltucky, right? Let's go then, homies!" Darius stated.

The men ran outside until they spotted more cars driving up the street.

"MORE HUSTLERS!" Wendell yelled as the men dashed into an alleyway.

Lincoln and Bradley hid behind a dumpster while Darius, Steve, and Wendell kneeled behind a brick wall.

The Hustlers drifted their cars in the middle of the road and exited the car, then it was showtime.

Everybody started opening fire, including Lincoln, until the Hustlers had been dealt with.

"We gotta get to our van! It's in the garage over here!" Darius yelled as he and the others ran towards the garage.

Lincoln heard more car doors opening and then shouted "MORE HUSTLERS!"

The men took a look and saw more blue-coated men running up. Lincoln was relieved when some guy started aiming in his area, and the dumpster shielded him from the shots.

Lincoln peeked out from behind the dumpster and shot the man until he fell to the ground.

"Grove Street ain't gonna be the same after we deal with y'all!" One guy yelled.

"It'll always be called Grove Street, you fucking rats!" Steve yelled back at them.

The groups exchanged more gunfire until Bradley inched closer to Lincoln and told him "Lincoln! Get up on that garage roof and supply cover fire! There's a ladder over there!"

"Aight, you got it!" Lincoln assured as he finished another clip of ammunition.

As Lincoln was running towards the garage, he thought about escaping this brawl.