He looked around at the crowd. Bunch of "edgy" tweens rocking out to terrible music.
They call this music The man thought, please.
He was at some underground indie rock concert. He had never heard of the band playing. They were no AC DC or Black Sabbath. This band was just some no name band. Yet everyone here talked about how totally "rad" they were.
All these kids, thought they were being rebels, sneaking out to listen to terrible music.
So what the fuck am I doing here. The man thought. Get drunk, find someone to fuck with. yeah that's right. I was able to persuade the bouncer to let me in for free.
"Hey cowboy." Came a voice from behind him.
He turned around to see a moody looking girl with blue hair.
"Nice hat." Said the girl. "Aren't you late for a rodeo or something."
"Uh thanks." Said the man, the girl looked to be about 18. He knew she was making fun of him. "I just got it recently."
"I was being sarcastic dipshit." Said the blue haired girl.
"You don't say." Said the man very calmly. "You like the band?"
"You know it, Clint." Said the girl. "These guys are hella hard core."
Hard core? The man thought. This wanna be bad ass wouldn't know hard core if it bit her in the ass.
"You like 'em?" She asked.
The man didn't want to get into an argument. "They're alright." He told her. "really just here for the free booze."
"So what's your name old timer?" The blue haired girl asked.
"You can call me Gabe." He said. "But I have gone by many names."
"Huh, interesting. Uh Gabe." The girl said. "My name's Chloe. This is my friend Rachel." The girl pointed at another girl, this one with long red/orange hair.
"Hey has anyone ever told you, that you look like Matthew McConaughey?" Rachel asked.
"All the time." Gabe responded.
...
"W-what happened?" Asked Bobby as he woke up in the hospital bed.
"You were in an accident." Said his mother.
"You've been in a coma for a few days now." Said Ronnie.
"Oh boo boo bear!" Said Lori, "You're ok!" Lori then went over to hug Bobby.
"Hey babe." Bobby said weakly, as he hugged her back.
"I heard someone ran you off the road." Lori said.
"oh yeah. Y-you're gonna want to sit down, this is going to be a bit hard to believe." Bobby warned. Lori sat on a chair next to Bobby.
"We were chasing this guy." Bobby started. "This killer, we called him Pariah. But he found us, he killed my partner, Chris. Then he came after me. He was wearing some kind of armor, and... and."
"Uh Boo boo bear..."
"What."
"Your partner, Chris, he was just here last night."
Bobby's eyes widened. "W-what."
"Bobby..." Said Lori. "What's going on here?"
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Prototype of a Loud
FanfictionAfter a tragic death, Lincoln Loud returns from the grave. Now he must do what it takes to find out why and how he came back, protect his family, learn to control his new found powers and fight an evil force that threatens all of existence.