The Loud House: Broken

Chapter 6: Old Friends

Tried so hard to get this out as soon as possible. This chapter may be short, but enjoy. Also, I'm doing parts next dedicated to the loud sisters. ;)

Warning: Technically, not gore below, but if you can't handle murder then I advise you to click off for the next few chapters. Well, 3. I plan on making them about 1500-2000 words.p
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Lincolns Pov

I groaned, as my alarm clock went ring. I slipped on my white sneakers and my orange polo shirt, as I exited my room. My first sight was everyone surrounding Lucy. I stood there looking confused, and then it hit me like a brick. Lynn. Everyone was looking at me. Lori was the first one to ask a question.

"Lincoln, did you see Lynn?"

"No, why?"

"She's missing."

"Cool!"

I walked away, while everyone was shocked. I walked out the door, and starting thinking.

Who should my next target be?
Bobby.

As I made my way toward his house, I kicked a can. I'm surprised at how I'm going so low to do this. The old Lincoln didn't do that. But the old one is gone. I've been tortured too much. I'm like a top piece of bread; nobody wants me, but they still eat me. I finally made it, and knocked. Bobby answered.

"Hey bro! What's up?" Bobby said.

"Nothing much. Hey,can I come inside?"

Bobby pointed towards his house, and I followed inside. We went to his room. Little did I know, he put his hands behind his back, and stabbed me. No blood or anything.

"What?" Bobby said, shocked.

"Really Bobby? You serious?"

"Bro, this was just a misunderstanding!"

"Was it? Look Bobby, I won't kill you."

"Thank go-"

"I'll knock you out!"

"Wait, wha-"

Lincoln hit Bobby with his knife, repeatedly,to knock him out. He stabbed him multiple times, making sure he was dead.

"Hey, Bob-"

Ronnie Anne words were cancelled by her sight. Lincoln looked behind, and his reflexes kicked in, throwing the knife at her forehead, penetrating only to get stuck in the wall. Lincoln ran and took it back. He heard the door creaking. He ran to Bobby's room, jumping through the window. His clothes weren't bloody, luckily. He ran back to his house, opening his door. He saw his sisters. The last thing he wanted.

"Where were you?" Lori asking, in a angry voice.

"Walking around the block."

"So, it took you 12 minutes to walk around the block?"

"Pretty much."

"Girls, take out the trash." Lori said, snapping.

Everything was a blur for Lincoln. He was knocked out.

His Mind

"Huh, where am I?"

"Your mind, dummy!" The shadow said.

"I can't see you. Move in closer."

He could see who he was. He was.. him? Except for color changes.

"Before you say anything, this is all in your imagination. You are being taken to a basement, strapped in a chair behind the furnace."

"How do you know this?"

"Take a look."

A screen appeared, and he could see a basement. His basement. The screen closed.

"I'm here to show you the 50/50 probability of your outcomes, if you retaliate. If you don't, there's 2 outcomes.

"Show me the outcomes."

-time skip to make this chapter less boring-

"So, here's the outcomes. If I retaliate, I die, I win, I escape, I get trapped, or the tables turn, and I get tortured, If I don't, I still get tortured, and I die."

"Pretty much. Good luck now. And here's a tip; If your wondering how you die, you are still vulnerable to poisons and poisonous gas."

The person snapped, and Lincoln was in his basement. He figured he was conscious.

-now-

Lincoln saw Lola in front of him, holding a golf club.

"Well, your awake! Don't worry,we already took care of mom and dad. And they all have your DNA! Lori hates you since you killed Bobby! Here's a clip."

Lincoln saw a clip, of Lori crying, as Bobby's casket was being lowered. She was crying like hell, it was kind of annoying.

"So now, she gave me the duty of torturing you! Hold on while I get Lisa's poison, which I stole.

Lincoln needed to escape. As Lola left, he tried breaking out, and succeeded. He couldn't do poison. He climbed up the furnace, and went in the vents.

He knew what he needed to do.

Enlist Lisa's help.

He still had his walkie talkie.

"Clyde, come in!"

"Yeah, Lincoln?"

"I killed Bobby. Come to my house, and get through my window. It should be open with a trampoline beside it. This is Operation: Kill and Run."

"Good luck. Be there in 30 mins."
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And were done! Since I have break, I can start making chapters faster. My intention for a sequel is for Lincoln to escape jail if I choose that, and plots revenge on his sisters. Meanwhile, Clyde suffers from depression from Lincoln being alone for so long. This is why I'm not killing everyone. By the way, I might do another story about Lisa giving Lincoln a dimension traveling watch,and gets trapped in one, and needs to escape. Anyways, Peace!!!