The Loud House: Nightmares

Chapter 6: Versus Death the Reaper Part 2

Lincoln was running away from Death. Death was moving at fast speed, and Lincoln was dodging his punches and kicks.

"Stop running so I can hurt you!" Death said, trying to land a hit on Lincoln.

He knew that taking on Death would be a challenge. He needed to come up with a plan fast. Death was soon growing tired of chasing Lincoln, so he stopped and was feet away from Lincoln.

"Eat fire!" Death said with purple flames forming and coming out of his hands. He then fired the purple flames and it was moving fast.

"Oh oh." Lincoln was surprised by this. He immediately get down and he heard explosions behind him.

"Can all you Reapers do that?!" Lincoln asks.

"No, I'm the only one who has the power to create flames." He answered.

"So you ARE special?" Lincoln said.

"I would be a fool to tell you." Death said. "I didn't used all my powers yet."

Death then continued to shoot flames out of his hands, aiming at Lincoln. Lincoln dodged every flame Death shooted at him. While dodging, he thought of something. This was his mind. He can have a dream, where he can do whatever he wants. He can have nightmares, which causes him to be scared. To prevent it from happening, he needs to think of positive thoughts.

'If I wanna fight my nightmares, I need to use my mind.' He thought. Lincoln thought of a weapon, and what appeared in his hand was a baseball bat. He saw incoming flames heading towards him and at the right moment, he swung the bat and it reflected the flames back to Death.

"What?!" He said in disbelief. Then he was hit by his own flames, causing an explosion. There was smoke coming out in the air, and what came out was Death, injured.

"*cough* I don't know how you did that, but you will pay for it." He said. He took out his scythe and readied himself.

"I'm not backing down!" Lincoln said. Using his mind, he transformed his baseball into a sword. Both Lincoln and Death, ran towards each other, and the sounds of clashing was heard. The two were swinging their weapons at each other to attack, block each other's weapons to defend themselves, and soon, Lincoln landed a hit on Death, cutting his left bone hand to land on the floor.

"Ahhhh!" Death yelled in pain. He immediately punch Lincoln with his other hand, sending him back a few feet. He picked up his bone hand and put it back to where it belong. His left hand was now moving again.

"Okay, that's creepy." Lincoln commented.

Death raised his boney hand and darkness was forming in it.

"Rise, my army!" Death yelled. Lincoln didn't know what's going on, and the ground started to shake.

'I don't like the sound of this.' He thought. Many skeletal hands were coming out of the ground and skeletons were rising from the ground.

"*groans* You are killing me right now!" Lincoln complaint.

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"That's so not fair." Lola said.

"Come on Lincoln, you can do this." Lynn said.

"Show them what you got, bro." Luna said.

All of the sisters were cheering for Lincoln.

"Lisa, did you finished making the ten beds?" Lori asks.