Prototype of a Loud

chapter 4: From Helpless, to Resilient

"My name is Pariah, and Alex Mercer has been lying to you."

"What are you talking about?" Asked Lincoln.

"What did he tell you," Said Pariah. "That he chose you, that you have some destiny to save the human race. Get real kid, Mercer doesn't give a flying fuck about the human race, and you shouldn't either. Humanity is nothing but a bunch of hairless apes running around on this god forsaken rock, killing, robbing and fucking one another. They only care about themselves, they're a plague, a disease."

"Shut up!"

"You think these people, these worthless animals are gonna love you? You think they're gonna love you the way they loved Lincoln"

"They do love me, and I AM Lincoln"

"No you're not. You're just a freak! And when they find out, they'll cast you aside, send you to the government to be tested on, experimented on, and cut up."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" Lincoln snapped. "If you ever call me again, I'm calling the police!"

"BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Then Lincoln hung up his phone and threw it on the ground in a fit of rage.

He took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Uuugggggghhhhhhh. What the fuck is going on?" He moaned.

He then put on his pajamas. The warm dry cotton made him start to feel better.

Somehow, he had died and came back to life. He had no idea how or why he came back, but at that moment he didn't care.

Lincoln Loud has gotten himself a second chance at life, and he was going to enjoy it.

He walked down the stairs to find his family all starring back at him.

"Is everything alright?" his mother asked.

"Y-yeah" He said.

Lisa then came up to him, and looked him over from head to foot.

"What?" Lincoln asked.

"Fallow me to my room Lincoln" Lisa instructed, "I would like to run some tests on you."

Lincoln's heart sank, Pariah's words echoed in his head. He stood there for a couple minutes.

"Well come on Lincoln." Lisa said.

"NO!" Lincoln put his foot down. "LISA LOUD! I am not going to stand around and let you probe me like some sort of animal. Just moments ago I crawled out of MY OWN GRAVE! You think you could just let me relax, and enjoy some time with our family"

"Well... you can't just expect to return from the dead, and pretend as if nothing happened" Said Lisa.

Lincoln shot a look of pure rage at Lisa. Lincoln has been mad at Lisa before, but something about the way he was looking at her now felt strange. Almost like she was looking at someone else. She felt a sudden rush of fear.

"Ok maybe we can do this some other time" Lisa said with a nervous laugh.

"Ok good" Said Lincoln. His smile soon returned. "So now what?"

"Are you hungry sweety?" asked his mother.

"No I uh..." Lincoln responded, "I had a bite to eat already"

"Well" suggested Lynn. "maybe we could watch a movie or something. Just sit together as a family, like old times."

"that sounds like a great idea." Said Lincoln with a smile. He walked over to the TV and looked at the pile of movies scattered on the floor.