Author's note: Hey everyone, this is FireSlash bringing you an new story. As some of you know, Harem Master123 had made his own Loud House/Teen Titans Crossover story titled 'The Loud Titan.' I was a huge fan of that story and was sad when he announced he would no longer be working on it. However, I ended up adopting it for I refused to let such a good concept die. Harem Master's a great writer, so I hope I can do his story justice. Now, review and enjoy :-).

PS: If Lincoln seems a little down in the dumps this chapter, it's because of the circumstances surrounding him. He'll be back to his cheerful regular self in the next chapter...mostly. No need to worry about him becoming an edgelord or anything :-).

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"Bad Luck either destroys you or makes you the man you really are" - Miguel Torres

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In a world where super-humans exist, it was hard for the common individual to find out what made them special, what made them stand out from their peers. Usually a problem most people solved when they reached adulthood, Lincoln Loud had discovered what made him unique at a young age. What made the young boy so interesting? Well, other than the fact he lived with ten sisters, he was bad luck. Of course, this was something a good portion of people claimed, but their luck was nothing compared to the young boy's. His was in the realm of supernatural. He lost count on how many places were destroyed because he was simply there, how many times his talented sisters failed because he was in the crowd supporting them, how many times people were hurt just because of his existence.

Need proof? Well, the earliest incident Lincoln could recall his bad luck messing something up was when he was only two. His mother was bathing the young boy in the kitchen sink, entertaining him with some bath toys. Being a two year old, the boy was laughing and splashing as he moved a boat across the sink. When it was time to wash his hair, his mother turned around for a split second to snag the bottle of shampoo she placed next to the sink. Unknown to her, the boy's body began glowing purple before a sudden surge of small lightning bolts struck traveled through the house, tagging his mother. As the incident only lasted a second and the woman barley felt the bolt touch her, she disregarded the random flash as her seeing things. Moving her arm back to her baby boy, she accidently turned on the oven which was conveniently located right next to the sink. Having turned the oven to its maximum heat, the woman tried turning the oven off, only for the nozzle to suddenly break. She then tried prying the oven open, but she ended up breaking the handle instead. Of course, she continued to try opening it, only for the fire that had ignited inside to shoot outwards, causing various objects to catch fire, one of them being a small container of gasoline. It was a miracle anyone survived that night.

Another incident Lincoln recalled was when he went roller skating for the first time. He was four years old when this happened. After an hour of falling on his butt, the boy went to get himself a drink. Chugging half a soda can, he then heard his older sister Lynn Loud jr. call him over, offering to teach him how to roller skate. Running back to her, he noticed that upon stepping back on the rink, another small purple bolt left his foot and entered the arena. Until Lincoln and his family left, no one was able to prevent the wheels on their skates from popping out.

When he was six, Lincoln realized he was a superhuman. Connecting the two events from earlier to the various events which occurred afterwards, the boy knew he wasn't normal. No regular person had the ability to randomly shoot lightning bolts from their bodies, and that wasn't the only thing he could do. Despite not regularly exercising, he was somehow stronger than his entire family, being able to lift six hundred pounds without much difficulty.

Naturally, he wanted to tell his parents about his gifts, but truth be told, he was scared to do so. A fan of superhumans himself, he understood that people were after his kind, willing to kill them due to the threat they could pose on civilization. He didn't know if his parents were those kinds of people, also having heard of superheroes being betrayed by those closest to them. So in the end, he kept his powers a secret, taking extreme precautions to prevent them from messing anything up. Most of the time, he was able to control his 'gifts,' but when he wasn't, it was never good…

All he wanted was a normal life, but as a superhuman, this wasn't a luxury he was allowed to have...

As was the case right now. Well, sort of. Now eleven years old, Lincoln had just been forced by his family to sleep outside for they believed him to be bad luck. You see, after being forced to go to one of Lynn Loud Jr's baseball games (the reason being that he was the only one who has yet to go to any of her games), she labeled him as bad luck since she lost her first game of the season. Funny enough, Lincoln had not done anything that game, both intentionally and unintentionally. It was her team's fault they lost. But, since he didn't want to go to any more events for awhile, wanting to protect his family from the actual bad luck he could cause them, he decided to play along. To make a long story short, his family took their superstitions too far and booted him out of the house.

"Well, at least they look happy," Lincoln said to himself as he watched his family hang out in the safety of their home. Of course they would be. They no longer needed to worry for their safety, they finally figured out what the causes of their troubles were. It was him.

He wanted to be angry at them for kicking him out due to a stupid superstition, but he couldn't. Instead, he felt sad, sad not because his family abandoned him, but because it was a normal reaction for someone to have when they learnt their child/brother/friend had superpowers. If he hadn't kept his abilities a secret, he would've probably been kicked out a long time ago. As selfish as this was, he felt sad that he couldn't truly be a part of the Loud family, this situation being a wakeup call for him.

"I'm sorry guys, for everything," Lincoln whispered as his family began going to bed. Shaking his head, the boy stood up, fists clenched. "You've all been hurt because of me. Maybe it's time that I go…"

With his family now asleep, the young boy wasted no time in putting his plan into motion. First off, he needed cloths for the trip. What kind of person runs away from their home only wearing their PJ's? Sneaking into the house by opening on of the kitchen windows, Lincoln quietly made his way to his room, only to find out it has been boarded up.

"Lana probably did this," Lincoln muttered under his breath before making his way downstairs. He could've tried forcing the door open, but it'll just end up waking his family. Instead, he was hoping that there were still cloths down in the basement. The day before had been chore day, meaning that his clothes had been recently washed. Lori was generally in charge of washing the family's clothing, yet she never bothered taking the cleaned articles upstairs.

Looking at his hamper, he was glad to see his clothes were still there. Smiling, he took the basket and made his way to the closet located in his home's living room. Opening it, the boy was greeted with the sight of various backpacks, each of them belonging to one of his sisters. Diving into the closet, the boy began looking for his, which was plain dark red in color. Eventually managing to find it, the boy dumped his clothes inside before sneaking his way towards the second level of his house. He needed money, but seeing as his room was sealed, the only way to get any would be to steal from his family. He hated having to do so, but even if he was bad luck, he still wanted to live dangit! Managing to slip into each of the rooms that belonged to his family, he took about five hundred dollars worth of cash, refusing to take more.

Going back to the bottom floor, Lincoln snagged some snacks before slipping out the front door. Sighing, the boy took one final look at the place he grew up in, wanting to say one final goodbye.

"Maybe when I learn how to control my powers I'll come back. If I don't, then I want you to know that I love you guys."

A single tear shedding, the boy began to turn around, only for another purple lightning bolt to fly out of his body, striking a nearby tree. Compared to most of the bolts of energy accidently fired from his body, this was a large one, causing the tree to tilt before it crashed into his room. Safe to say, even if he wanted to return, he no longer had a room he could hide himself in.

Looking both ways, the boy immediately ran off before anyone noticed him, leaving behind the world he once knew…

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It's been four years since Lincoln Loud, now fifteen years old, ran away from Royal Woods and compared to most runaways, he was doing fine. To survive, the boy relied on small, temporary jobs to earn enough money to feed himself at least twice a day. Unsurprisingly, he also had to buy new clothes for the ones he took from his old home no longer fit him. With the very little money he had, he managed to buy two sets of clothes from a thrift shop. The first one mimicked his old style; a orange tee shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. The second one consisted of a black leather coat, a purple sweater with a skull on it's center (the only reason he bought it was because it reminded him of his sister Luna), black pants, and black sneakers. He also brought a nifty face mask that made him look nearly unrecognizable, the reason for doing so was to hide his appearance whenever he visited a sketchy neighborhood. The last thing he wanted was to be hunted by some gangsters after his bad luck managed to screw them over.

As for his powers, the boy was glad to say he could now lift about two tons. Unfortunately, that's all the positive news he had. He's still unable to fully control his bad luck powers, only getting slightly better at doing so after all these years.

Currently, the boy was at Jump City, California, wanting to put a good distance between his family and himself. Jump City was a large city, the last place Lincoln wanted to be around. He was trying to make his way a small rural place, preferably in Hawaii, so his chances of hurting someone were greatly reduced. Basically, he could care less about where he was going, as long as he wasn't around a lot of people, he was good.

Rubbing his eyes in annoyance, Lincoln was looking for work, having ran out of money to get here. Sighing, the boy was about to take a break from all the walking he's done, only for something to catch his attention. Looking upwards, he noticed a strange object was about to make impact somewhere in Jump City.

"What is that?" The boy mumbled to himself as the object finally crashed. Before the boy could even move, someone in a red and black motorcycle passed him, heading straight towards the object. "Hm, I swear that guy looked familiar…"

Blinking a few times, it finally hit him who had passed him, it was Robin. The sidekick of the world famous Batman, Robin was a fantastic fighter and detective, occasionally getting into scuffles with superhumans. Due to his relationship with Batman, he was well known to those who followed the activities of superheroes.

"What could Robin be doing here?" Lincoln asked himself, only to remember the object that had fallen a second later. "Right. I'm an idiot."

Turning around, the boy was about to leave. Part of him wanted to see if the object was actually dangerous, but he knew he was only going to get in the way. Robin was someone who knew how to disable superhumans, so he definitely didn't need the help from the king of bad luck…

Realizing this, Lincoln's eyes widened. With his experience in dealing with superhumans, perhaps he knew of a way to suppress his powers. Of course, the chances of that were minimal, but the boy was desperate. Strengthening his nerves, the boy began running towards the object, only to stop. He was still in his regular clothing. Of course, he could care less if Robin knew of his identity, but if for some reason there were spectators hanging around the area, the boy couldn't risk them recording him. Diving into a nearby alleyway, Lincoln began changing his clothes. Hopefully Robin was still there…

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Having arrived at the area the object had crashed, Lincoln was surprised to see that the boy wonder was currently engaged in a battle against a girl with orange skin and green eyes. With her flying around and occasionally shooting green energy blasts at the young boy, it was safe to say she was superhuman.

For a few second, Lincoln watched from the sidelines, not knowing what to do, only for the girl to land a powerful kick on the vigilante, sending him flying towards the building. Wincing, Lincoln saw that the girl was preparing to blast Robin with a blast of green energy. With Robin only being human, there was a good chance that the attack was going to kill him if it connected. Not wanting that to happen, Lincoln began charging energy of his own before firing a purple lightning bolt at her. Screaming, the girl fell to the ground as Robin began to recover.

'Alright, play it cool,' Lincoln thought to himself as Robin walked towards him.

"Who are yo-"

"I'm Mishap!" Lincoln shouted in panic, only to facepalm himself. So much for making a good first impression. As for why Lincoln chose the name Mishap to represent himself, well, as a young boy, he wanted to be a superhero. Of course, he needed a name to represent his powers, and ended up looking for synonyms of the term 'bad luck' on google. Though he found some cool names to call himself, he ended up naming himself Mishap. Of course, with the nature of his powers, he never saw himself as a successful hero. "Sorry, I'm just a bit nervous. I saw you were in trouble so I decided to help."

Nodding, Robin quickly glanced at the girl who was recovering from the attack before turning his attention back to Lincoln. "Thanks. Think you can continue helping me subdue her?"

"I'll try," Lincoln replied as Robin took out some bird shaped disks. When he wasn't looking, Lincoln facepalmed again. With his powers, he was probably only going to slow the young hero down.

When the girl finally got up, she shot up towards the sky, dodging Robin's projectiles. Analyzing the situation, she noticed that Lincoln would be the bigger threat seeing as he had powers himself. Shooting energy out of her eyes, she aimed it at Robin, only for the boy wonder to dodge the attack. Sadly for the two boys, this is exactly what she wanted to happen. Swiftly rushing towards Lincoln, she delivered a swift kick to his gut before he could even react, sending him flying towards a building.

Coughing up blood, Lincoln looked at Robin who had managed to hit her with a small explosive. So this was the hits he had been withstanding? From that blow alone, Lincoln knew she was both faster and stronger than he was, so the fact that Robin was still standing after being hit from her earlier was impressive.

With newfound respect for the vigilante, Lincoln began charging energy as the girl did so as well. Though her original target was Robin, she noticed Lincoln was getting ready to attack, causing her to change targets. Eventually, the two teens released their attacks, both colliding with one another. After a bit of struggling, Lincoln managed to overpower the girl's attack, causing her to get hit by his lightning bolts a second time. Seeing this, Lincoln smiled. While she was stronger and faster than he was, his ranged attacks were more powerful than hers.

Now furious with the two boys, the girl tried hitting Robin with another kick, only for her to trip over some rubble. Having noticed her slip up, Lincoln knew what was happening. In addition to dealing damage, the bolts of energy he fired also gave the target bad luck, meaning the girl was now at a disadvantage.

Having no idea what was happening, the girl immediately got up and was prepared to try to hit Robin again, only for a green(?) goat to ram into her, sending her stumbling back. As Lincoln rubbed his eyes, trying to understand if what he was seeing was real, the goat transformed into a green boy with pointy ears.

"Ex- Doom Patrol member Beast Boy reporting for duty," the boy gleefully introduced himself. "Now, what can I help you wi-"

Finally turning his head to face Robin, Beast Boy looked at Robin in awe before speaking again. "Wowzers! You're Robin!"

"Yes, I am," Robin said before tossing another one of his bird shaped projectiles at the girl, who simply dodged the attack. "If you want to help, go for it, just be careful. She packs quite the punch."

"Alrighty sir." Wanting to impress the vigilante, the boy then turned into a kangaroo, only to realize that the girl currently had a bus in her arms. "Well, you weren't kidding."

The girl then tossed the bus, something that all three boys began scrambling to get away from. Now out of its way, the three expected there to be a large sound indicating the bus had landed, only for such a thing to never happen. Taking a glance at where the bus was thrown, the three saw that a darked skinned boy covered in robotic parts had caught it with his bare hands.

"HEY! WHO HERE'S MESSING UP MY NEIGHBORHOOD!" The boy angrily shouted before placing the bus down.

'Geez, how many superhumans live here?' Lincoln asked himself as he watched the cyborg's arm transform into a cannon before firing a blue laser at the girl. So far, the boy's managed to encounter three superhumans and Batman's sidekick himself. That's more than he's encountered while he was on the road.

After being hit, the girl tried getting up, only for a vase to randomly fall on her head, causing the cyborg and Beast Boy to laugh.

"Man, I thought that only happened in cartoons," the cyborg said between laughs. This only aggravated the girl more. Rushing towards the Cyborg, she bashed her head into his chest, sending him flying into Beast Boy. She then began charging another bean of energy, prompting Lincoln to do the same. However, before either could release an attack, a large raven looking shadow popped up between the two, confusing them. Using this to his advantage, Robin tossed another bird shaped disk at the girl, pushing her back a few feet.

Walking towards the raven, Lincoln began examining it, only for it to disappear a second later, a girl in a cloak taking its place. Before he could even say anything, the girl began to speak.

"Maybe fighting isn't the answer," she said before eying the pair of handcuffs the other girl had on her, something none of the boys realized she had on until now. With that, Robin signaled for everyone to stop what they were doing, approaching the girl cautiously. Sensing that the boy no longer wanted to hurt her, the girl allowed him to remove the handcuffs, all while she continued to eye him cautiously.

"There you go, now we ca-" Robin began to say, only for the girl to suddenly kiss him. Eventually, she released the boy.

"If you wish to not be destroyed, then I suggest staying far from me." With that, she flew away, leaving the rest of the teens behind.

"I know that feeling all too well," Lincoln muttered to himself as he watched her fly away. As he did so, he noticed a pair of eyes watching him. Turning his head to the side, he saw that the girl who summoned the raven was quizzingly looking at him. Hoping that she didn't hear what he muttered, the boy began introducing himself to her.

"Uh, hey there, thanks for the help. I'm Mishap, who are you?"

"It's no big deal," The girl replied. "I just hate fighting." Hesitating for a second, then then shared her name with the boy. "...I'm Raven."

Nodding, Lincoln felt a bit of nostalgia hit him for a second. The girl reminded him of Lucy, his fourth youngest sister he left behind. 'I wonder how she's doing…'

Meanwhile, the tree boys were introducing themselves to one another, with Lincoln learning that the name the cyborg went by was actually Cyborg.

"Suits him, don't you think?" Lincoln asked the girl, causing her to glance at him.

"Hm?"

Continuing to watch the situation, Lincoln and Raven watched as Beast Boy began to beg Robin to allow him to be his new sidekick, only for the boy wonder to refuse the offer.

"What are you?"

Looking back at Raven, Lincoln tilted his head in confusion upon being asked that. "What?"

However, before Raven could elaborate, a large battleship began to come into view, a hologram of a hideous beast coming into view a second later.

"Greeting humans, I am Lord Trogaar," The thing introduced itself. "We are in search of a prisoner. We will leave you be as long as you don't get in our way. If you do, expect severe punishment."

The hologram disappeared a second later, much to Lincoln's relief

"I think I'll need to bleach my eyes later," he mumbled, causing the girl to smile in amusement. She then noticed that Robin was deep in thought. Knowing what he was thinking, Raven smirked at him. "They said not to intervene."

"I know," Robin said with a nod before facing the rest of the teens. "But you know, we worked well as a team. I wouldn't mind teaming up again, what do you guys say?"

"Heck yeah," Beast Boy replied cheerfully before facing everyone. "Oh, uh, sup guys, I'm Beast Boy."

"I'm just glad to have people not care about my appearance," Cyborg said. "The name's Cyborg. Let's go hunt us an alien."

"Thanks guys, as you know, I'm Robin," the vigilante introduced himself before facing Raven. "How about you, want to help us?"

"..." The girl nervously nodded before clutching the end of her hood. "I'm Raven. I'm far from a social butterfly, but I'm willing to come along…"

Hearing this, Beastboy did a fistpump. "Sweet!"

"...Only if he does too," Raven suddenly added, pointing to Lincoln.

"Me?" Lincoln questioned. They just met, why would she make such a demand? "I-I'm not sure if me tagging along is for the best, but when three superhumans and Robin himself asks you for help, how can I resist?"

"Then it's settled," Robin declared before signaling everyone to come closer. "Now, here's the plan…"

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Author's note 2: I'll be using the same pairings as the original story per harem master's request, but since he never officially decided who to pair Cyborg with, I'm going to leave that for you to decide. Who would you like to see him paired with? Would you rather he be a lone wolf? Let me know in the reviews :-).