Deep in the deserts of what was once western United States, an old man stumbled through the sand. He was guided by a young woman pushing him in a wheel chair, (yet somehow he still stumbled) as the man was blind, and had a broken leg. The two came to an abandoned building that looked almost like a temple. Even though it used to be a mall.
The windows were shattered and sand blew into the building. The young woman and old blind man limped into the building. In the center of the main lobby stood a figure in a brown hooded cloak.
The figure was around the same height as Lori Loud (about 5,5 give or take a few inches)
"Sir." The woman said to the mysterious figure. "We have come a long way to find you. Are you the one they call... Ace Savvy?"
"I am." The figure said in a low voice.
"Mr. Savvy, it is said you can cure and heal anything." The woman said. "Sir my father is really sick. He is blind and has a broken leg. I humbly ask for your assistance."
The figure turned around. He placed his hand on the old man's forehead. Blue energy flowed from the figure's hand, into the old man's body. The old man was healed. His vision was back, and he could walk.
"I can see!" The man said. "I can walk!" the old man then kneeled before the figure and bowed to him.
The figure stepped back a bit making a confused gesture with his body.
"Uh can you not do that?" The figure said. "It makes me really uncomfortable."
The man stood up.
The figure raised his hand in the air.
"Up top." He said.
The old man gave the figure a confused look.
"You know, high five." The figure said.
"Uh... ok." The old man gave the figure an awkward high five.
"That's more like it." The figure pulled down his hood to reveal the face of a young teenage boy, with white hair. "My name's Lincoln by the way. I got Ace Savvy from a comic book." He took of the robe to reveal an orange t-shirt, blue jeans, and red and white sneakers.
The man looked even more confused. "Why, you're just a boy." The old man said. "You can't be older than."
"15." Lincoln said. "At least I think that's how old I am. How long has it been again? You know since the world ended."
"4 years." The woman said. "Where are your parents?"
"Dead." Lincoln said.
"I'm so sorry." The woman said.
"Well do you have any brothers or sisters?" The old man said. "Someone to look after you."
"I had some sisters." Lincoln said. "But they kind of disappeared. I haven't seen any of 'em in years."
"You poor thing." the woman said.
"Well it's not all bad." Lincoln said with a smile. "My best friend Clyde is here. Somewhere."
Lincoln looked around. "CLYDE WHERE ARE YOU?!?!" He yelled.
"I'm in the bathroom." Clyde's voice came from the distance.
"See I'm not alone." Lincoln said.
Then Clyde came up to Lincoln. "Whatever you do, do NOT use the bathroom near the Kmart. Who are your friends?"
"Oh just some people who needed help." Lincoln said.
"Well glad we could help." Clyde said with a smile.
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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.
