Hey guys, I'm starting a new story for a TV show that I think is pretty cool so far. This does not mean that I stopped writing for Nicktoons: Team Up. It just means that I can upload chapters for another story while Nicktoons is being worked on. This way you'll have more content to read from me.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Loud House. All the rights to the TV show goes to Chris Savino and Nickelodeon.

"Lincoln!" Lynn yelled. All of the other sisters and their parents had left. But Lincoln and Lynn were home alone. Lincoln had previously ticked his sister off, to which his action was to hide while his athletic sister searched for him. "Lincoln, come out now!" He could practically smell the beating coming. Finally Lynn opened a closet door and found him hiding in there. "There you are!" She said grabbing him. She tossed him in the room. Lincoln turned on his back and tried to crawl away, "Lynn, please! I didn't mean to throw away your favorite jersey!"
Lynn grabbed him by his shirt and picked him up, "You didn't mean to?! You literally picked it up and threw it in the garbage!"
"Well it smelled bad, and I guess..." Lincoln trailed off seeing his sisters eyes narrow. He gulped, "I'm not getting out of this am I?"
Lynn shook her head, "Not at all!".
She punched Lincoln on his left cheek and made him fall down. Lincoln tried to stand up but she kicked his leg out and forced him to fall back down. "That was my favorite jersey! The one I never washed! The one that was thrown into the stands from a famous soccer player!" Lynn said vexed.
"Well that explains the bad smell." Lincoln said absent minded. Lynn's face turned red with rage. "I'm glad that Mom, Dad, and our other nine sisters are gone. Because then there wouldn't be anyone to keep me from enjoying this!"
She grabbed Lincoln by the shirt again. "After I'm done with you, Mom and Dad won't be able to recognize your face, and when that happens they'll kick you out of the house thinking you're a stranger!" Lynn yelled in his face. Lincoln looked up at her, "Why would you do something like that?! You're my sister!"
"Don't talk to me!" Lynn yelled at him. She threw him down and punched him in the chest. Lincoln exclaimed in pain. He quickly got up and ran towards the door to see if any neighbors could help. "Oh no you don't!" Lynn said chasing after him. Lincoln managed to get one hand on the doorknob, but Lynn used his momentum and pushed him into the door. Lincoln stumbled on his feet disoriented. Lynn wrapped her arms around his stomach and picked him up. She walked back into the family room and threw him onto their couch. She then hopped on top of him and began punching and kneeing his chest. Lincoln tried to cover his body but his efforts were cut short. "Lynn! Stop, that hurts!" He yelled. Lynn ignored him and kept punching and kneeing. Lincoln managed to grab his sisters arms and forced her to stop. He looked her in the eyes desperately, "Lynn please! I don't want to hurt you!"
"You won't." Lynn replied countering and grabbing his arms. She rolled back and kicked him over her. He landed hard on his back. He tried to get up in pain. Lynn tackled him and pinned him on his back. She put her elbow on his right cheek and roughly pinned his head down. "Lynn, why do you want to hurt me so bad over a jersey?!" Lincoln asked in pain.
"Because of how careless you were! I can't even begin to explain how angry I am!" Lynn replied.
Lincoln used his right hand pushed upward on Lynn's jaw. He pushed up more, making Lynn sit up more. But Lynn grabbed his wrist and twisted it to an uncomfortable position. Lincoln's face twisted in agonizing pain. He bit his lip trying to twist it back, but his sister was stronger. Lincoln kept having to struggle with hurting his sister or letting her beat him to a pulp. But he had to do something before she broke his wrist. He managed to grab Lynn's elbow, he pulled it to his left and turned his head towards it at the same time. He opened his mouth and clamped down on her forearm. Lynn screamed outloud from the sudden shooting pain in her forearm. "Ow! Let go!" She yelled trying to shake his head off of her arm. "Get off!" Lynn yelled again grabbing his hair and pulling in the opposite direction. "Ah!" Lincoln hissed in pain releasing Lynn's arm. Lynn cocked her fist back to strike again, but Lincoln jumped up and wrapped his arms around his sisters ribcage. Lynn stumbled and fell forward. "Are you hugging me?!" She asked outraged. Lincoln tightened his grip, "Lynn please stop!" Lynn tried to grab his hands from behind her, "I'm not going to listen to you!"
Lincoln squinted in pain feeling his sister dig into his skin with her nails, "I'm begging you Lynn. This isn't you! Just stop!"
Lynn thought to herself in her own head, "As long as he doesn't say he doesn't want to fight then I can still fight him. My martial arts master doesn't allow us to fight anyone who doesn't want to fight. But he just hasn't said it yet..."
"Shut up!" Lynn said out loud to Lincoln. She pried his hands apart and threw them down. "No!" Lincoln said. Lynn quickly sat on his stomach and cocked her fist back. Lincoln grabbed Lynn's waist and he reversed their position. He tried to stand up and run away to get out of the fight. But Lynn locked her feet together and trapped his ankle. He tripped and fell. Lincoln began to panic. He couldn't seem to escape his sister at any turn. What was going to happen? Was he going to get something broken? Or worse? He needed some kind of off button on her rage. He needed to say something that would change her mind on the fight, anything. But everything he said so far has done nothing. But then he remembered something.
FLASHBACK

Lincoln watched his sister show him a reverse round house that she was really proud of. "That's a pretty cool move." Lincoln complimented. "Thanks! But I can only use that in a fight." Lynn replied.
Lincoln cocked his head to the side, "Why?" Lynn shrugged, "My Sensei told me and the other students that we can only fight people who say they want to fight or just want to fight, period. Otherwise we would be dishonoring him and his teachings. We don't want to dishonor any so we listen to his demands in order to stay out of trouble." Lynn explained.

FLASH BACK OVER

Lincoln came to a realization, a sentence he can finally say to make sure Lynn would stop. A sentence that would force her to stop. "I don't want to fight anymore!"
By this time Lynn was already sitting on his legs but she stopped. "W-what did you say?" She asked. Lincoln took the moment to catch his breath, "I said I don't want to fight anymore."
Lynn realized what this actually meant, "No! Don't say that! Take it back!" She demanded grabbing him by the shirt.
Lincoln shook his head, "I'm not taking it back, Lynn."
Lynn looked him in the eyes and urged him, "Take it back!"
Lincoln silently shook his head. Lynn tried to urge him more, "Say you wanna fight! Say you wanna fight!"
Lincoln looked at his sister sympathetically. Lynn took fast breaths in, aggravated. She stood up and walked away from Lincoln. "It's no fair! You get to throw away something that I'm never going to get back! You get to ruin my entire day, and I can't get back at you! You deserve it, and I can't get any payback!" Lynn yelled. Lincoln put his hand on her shoulder. This caused Lynn to turn around and smack his hand away. He looked her in the eye, "How come you get to hurt me, but I can't hurt you?" Lynn asked.
Lincoln tried to walk towards her with his arms open to give a hug. Lynn put her hand on the center of his chest and pushed his back to a wall. He looked at her Bewildered. Lynn walked past him and ran upstairs. Lincoln watched his sister angrily dart to her room. He could feel a bruise starting to form on his face where Lynn hit him multiple times. Not to mention the countless body shots that were devastating. Only a matter of time before Lori got home. She was getting home before the rest of them were. But that didn't seem to have a good outcome.

Lynn sat in her room solemnly. Overthinking her actions half an hour ago. She could hear the main door be opened. She knew it was Lori, and she knew Lincoln would be the first person she met in the house.

"Oh my god what a long day." Lori said walking in. Lincoln was sitting on the couch attempting to act normal. "Hey Lincoln, where's Lynn?" Lori asked. Lincoln hesitantly stood up and faced Lori. He nervously fitted with his thumbs, "Uh Lynn. She's upstairs." Lincoln said. "Oh ok, well that's-.." Lori stopped mid sentence seeing a bruise on Lincoln's lower left jaw. She held his face and looked around it, "Lincoln what happened?!" She asked surprised.
She saw another bruise that was on his collarbone, "What?" She asked herself in a whisper. She quickly pulled Lincoln's shirt up and saw dozens and dozens of bruises on his torso. She was horrified, Lincoln looked like he was tossed out of a moving car. "Lincoln! What happened?!" Lori asked looking him in the eye.
"I..um.." Lincoln stuttered looking away. Lori looked around the room for answers. Lincoln couldn't have done this to himself. And falling down the stairs wouldn't have done this much damage. But another thought came across her mind. A horrifying one. She grabbed Lincoln's face and brought his attention towards her again, "Did Lynn do this?" She asked silently. Lincoln looked like he tried to hide something. He didn't answer his sister but that only answered her question. Lori let go of his face then she sped walked up the stairs. Lincoln shortly followed behind her, not sure of what the outcome would be.
"Lynn!" Lori yelled walking down the halls. She turned the corner to Lynn's room and saw her sitting on her bed looking like she was guilty of something. "Lynn did you hurt Lincoln?" Lori asked in a demanding way.
Lynn hesitated to answer trying to think of a good reason for why she did it. "Lynn!" Lori yelled. Lynn's gaze met her sisters instantly. "Did you or did you not, do this to Lincoln?" Lori asked again. Lynn could see Lincoln standing behind Lori with a sympathetic look on his face. Lynn looked back at Lori with a depressed expression. "I...I did." She bit her lip. Lori put her hands on her hips, "Why?"
Lynn bit her lip harder. "He just..." She stopped herself. "He what?!" Lori asked.
Lynn shook her head. "He threw away my favorite jersey."
Lori looked at Lynn quizzically, "On purpose or on accident?"
Lynn sank her head, "On accident..."
Lori threw her hands up. "So you beat him up for that?!" Lynn's face turned to an angry expression. "It was my FAVORITE jersey!" She yelled.
Lori grabbed Lincoln and put him in front of her. Lynn looked back and forth from Lincoln to Lori. She promptly pulled up his shirt to show the countless bruise marks on his torso. "You did THIS to him all because of a jersey?!" Lori asked. Lynn stared at the bruises, surprised by her own strength. Ashe had no idea about how hard she hit him. Nor did she know or keep count how many times she did. She was in total awe. "Do you see how many bruises you put on his body?!" Lori asked loudly.
"I didn't know!" Lynn replied.
"Oh so that makes it all better?!" Lori asked throwing her hand up. "I WAS ANGRY!" Lynn yelled. "HE COULD HAVE DIED!" Lori yelled back. The word shocked both Lincoln and Lynn. Lynn looked her sister in the eyes in shock from the sudden outburst. "You could've broken countless things in his body. You could've ruptured something important! You could've caused internal bleeding! Do you know how serious that is?!" Lori yelled. Lynn looked at Lori horrified about what she just said. "What?" Lynn asked.
"Contusions, concussions, broken ribs, punctured lungs! You could've caused that!" Lori replied. "Stop!" Lynn yelled covering her ears. She didn't want to hear all of the details. Hearing that she could've killed her own brother was enough but the details were too much. "Why? So you can feel better about doing this to our younger brother?" Lori replied.
Lynn silently cried. "I'm flabbergasted that you would even do such a thing." Lori added. She promptly turned to Lincoln, "Were you even going to TELL anyone?" She asked.
Lincoln shrugged, "I didn't want Lynn to get in trouble."
Lori rubbed her forehead, "Lincoln have you even seen yourself?" Lincoln then lifted his shirt and looked at his torso that had been brutalized. He looked over at Lynn who was still crying. Lori shrugged, "I have to tell Mom and Dad." Lincoln looked back at Lori very nervous about the idea. "No you can't tell Mom and Dad!" Lori looked at him like he was crazy. "What are you talking about?! You just got the absolute crap knocked out of you!"
Lincoln nodded, "Yeah but I don't want Mom and Dad getting mad at Lynn! Sure tell them this happened, but don't tell them that Lynn did it." Lori sighed, "So you're expecting me not to tell the truth in a situation like this?"
Lincoln nodded. "Lincoln..." Lori massaged her temple in aggravation. "I don't wanna tell Mom and Dad that Lynn did this either. But I know I have to."
Lincoln quickly glanced at Lynn. She was looking down at the floor sniffing.
"Come on Lori, just tell them I slipped on the stairs while Lynn was asleep." Lincoln begged.
Lori shrugged, "You might need to go to the hospital, that's why I need to tell them."
"Sure, let's go to the hospital but don't tell them that she did it. Just keep it between us three."
Lori looked over to Lynn with a disappointed and distrusting look. Lynn briefly met her gaze but looked away. Lori met Lincoln's glance, he held a pleading look. Lori sighed, "Fine. Go to your room and rest. You've been through enough already."
Lincoln hesitantly nodded then walked off to his room. Lori walked over to Lynn's bed and sat down next to her. "Do you think he deserved that?" Lori asked.
Lynn once again met her glance but then looked down at the floor. "No." She sniffed.
"Look I get that he threw away your favorite jersey. I know what it's like to lose something you really like. But hurting him like that isn't the answer." Lori said. Lynn met Lori's gaze. "I didn't mean to hurt him that bad. I couldn't think straight." Lynn said.
"I know you didn't. Sometimes we all just get caught up in the moment and things like this happen." Lori replied. Lynn nodded.
"You can't let that happen again, okay?" Lori asked. Lynn nodded again. "I need to go apologize to him." Lynn said.
Lori nodded, "Go ahead." Lynn hopped off of the bed and headed towards Lincoln's room. Lincoln sat on his bed, with his fingers interlocked. Lynn appeared in his doorway and knocked on he side of the door since it was open. Lincoln engaged eye contact with her. "You can come in." He said with a slight smile.
Lynn walked in and sat on the bed right next to Lincoln. There was a few minutes of silence. The tension in the air could be felt. But finally Lynn spoke up, "How are you feeling?"
Lincoln looked at her. "Could be better." Lynn looked him in the eyes. "Look Lincoln. I will never, ever, hurt you like that again. I honestly wished I hadn't."
Lincoln nodded. "At least you stopped."
Lynn shook her head in shame and looked away. "That's the thing. If you hadn't have said you didn't want to fight, I probably wouldn't have stopped. That's what scared me the most. I would've kept going out of rage." Lynn said. "I can't get it out of my head. What I would've done. What I would never do in a million years."
Lincoln looked at her not knowing how to react. "Every time I hit you, somewhere deep inside it actually hurt me. As if I were punching myself. But that feeling wasn't strong enough to get me to stop." Lynn continued. "Lynn, it's ok." Lincoln said trying to reassure her. Lynn faced Lincoln, "No it's not ok! I could've hurt you way more! I wouldn't have held back! You don't understand, Lincoln! I could've..." She stopped herself. She didn't dare say the last two words. Just thinking about those words would make her question about if Lincoln is even safe around her. Lincoln put his hand on her shoulder. "Lynn." He said. Lynn didn't respond. She just wrapped her arms around him and embraced him in a tight hug. She hopped off of the bed but pulled him with her. He stood on his feet confused but Lynn just did the same thing but hugged him tighter. She breathed uneasily on his shoulder. Lincoln held her in his arms. "I'm sorry!" Lynn said. Lincoln had never seen his sister so distraught before. Lynn pulled back a little and looked him in the eyes. "No matter how mad I was at you, I would never want to see you gone." She said.
Lincoln smiled. "It's ok, Lynn."
Lynn rested her head on his shoulder again. "I love you, lil bro." She squeezed him tight.
He squeezed her back, "I love you too sis."
Lynn pulled back again and chuckled. "Okay. Enough of this mushy stuff." She sniffed. "I kinda like it." Lincoln replied shrugging.
"Don't get used to it." Lynn added.

At the hospital...

The whole family except the Mr. Loud, Mrs. Loud and Lincoln were in the hallway as the doctor overlooked Lincoln's wounds.
Lori sat down trying to pretend like she didn't know what had happened. But she would occasionally glance at Lynn who looked back at her with worried eyes. Hoping the doctor wouldn't be able to tell what actually happened. Leni tapped Lori's arm snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Lori what happened?" She asked.
Lori shrugged her shoulders, "I told you, Lincoln slipped and fell down the stairs."
Leni slightly tilted her head, "Lynn was there too."
"She was asleep." Lori lied.
Leni shook her head, "You're hiding something. I can see it in your face."
Lori looked over at Lynn again who shrugged not knowing what to do. Lori sighed and shook her head. "I don't know what to say.."
"Just tell me." Leni urged. Lori studied her face, "Lincoln didn't fall down the stairs." She said silently.
Leni moved in closer. "Then what happened?" Lori hesitated before answering, "A fight." Leni studied Lori's face for a moment. She then looked over Lynn who practically had guilt written on her face.
"No." Leni said looking back at Lori. "Tell me that didn't really happen."
Lori shook her head, "I wish it didn't."
"She couldn't have done that. She's only thirteen!" Leni said shaking her head.
"That's what I thought. But I don't know what to think anymore." Lori replied looking down.
"We have to tell Mom and Dad." Leni said.
"No we can't!" Lori said looking her sister in the eye. Leni looked outraged, "Why not?!"
"They'll never let Lynn be around Lincoln again. They'll always be separated." Lori said.
"Would you blame them?" Leni asked.
Lori shrugged, "I don't want our family to be broken apart after this."
"What do you mean?" Leni asked.
"Think about it, Mom and Dad will never let Lynn be around Lincoln. Our younger sisters will be afraid of Her. Lynn would virtually become an outcast in the family. Would you want that?" Lori explained.
"No! God no! I just..I don't know what to do." Leni replied. Lori shook her head, "I don't know either."
Leni walked up to Lynn who was leaning on a wall in front of her. "Lynn." She said silently making sure the other sisters didn't hear. "Yeah?" Lynn answered. "What made you do this?" Leni asked. Lynn felt uneasy and adjusted her stance. "What do you mean?" She asked. "I mean why'd you do this?"
Lynn shook her head, "Because he threw away my jersey, it was a dumb reason."
"It was! We're supposed to protect him from things like this happening, Lynn!" Leni replied.
Lynn nodded, "I know.."
The door behind Leni opened. Lincoln and his parents stepped out with the doctor. Lincoln had a few tiny bandages on his jaw and collarbone. Lynn was the first to step forward to them. "Is he going to be ok?"
The doctor sighed but smiled, "He has multiple bruises on his body and a minor wrist sprain but it's nothing a little rest won't heal."
Lynn looked over Lincoln's wounds with a worried look. He smiled reassuringly at her, and she smiled back. But then she noticed his sprained wrist had a brace on it. Her smile disappeared when she laid eyes on it. "Your wrist."
Lincoln looked down at his brace, "Yeah it was the wrist sprain he was talking about." Lincoln could see her expression sadden.
"Make sure to be careful with your wrist, Lincoln." Mr. Loud said. He could see Lynn's long face. He placed his hand on her head, "He'll be alright, kiddo. Don't worry." Lynn looked down, "It's not just him that I'm worried about." Lynn said to herself silently.
"What's that?" Their Dad asked. "Nothing, Dad." Lynn replied. "Cmon kids. Let's get back home." Mr. Loud said.

If you were expecting a light hearted funny chapter/story, I'm sorry to say but this isn't that type of story. I wanted to show the aspect of what happened to this family when something like this happened. I have a future story for the Loud House that is supposed to be lighter than this but I must show the dark before I show the light. If you have anything to say whether it be questions, or whatnot, please feel free to leave it in the Reviews. Either way I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I shall upload the next chapter possibly soon or possibly later.