Hello everybody, welcome to the first chapter of, the inspiration for this story came from the story "Loving Return", by Devumaru. So if you haven't read his story I suggest you read it. I won't be a constant updater guys, so sorry for that. This story will be kinda similar to Devumaru's in a few ways, but different as well.

*Cough Plagiarism Cough*

Story time!

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"When did this happen, how did this happen, but more importantly, when did it begin?"

Those were the words that left a questionable void in one young mans head as he eye'd an envelope he had in his hands while sitting in the back seat of a black SUV. The address written on the envelope was suppose to be sent to 1216 Franklin Ave, in fact it was suppose to be sent close to a year ago, but he never had the courage to send it. The mans appointed driver kept his eyes on the road in dead silence as they drove down the highway in the state of Michigan. He relaxed his back on the soft seats of the SUV as he tucked the envelope under his uniform before taking off his White Uniformed Cap that went along with his Blue-White dress uniform he was able to wear for his family reunion. It's been what, nine... ten years since he was sent to a disciplinary boot-camp. From what his father told him, he was suppose to be there for a month ever since the huge mistake he and his ten sisters did so long ago. Such thoughts made him chuckle at how troublesome they all were to their parents, oh how he loves them all. With that out of mind, the disciplinary camp he was sent to, they made a huge mistake that screwed over about half of the children that were sent there. Half of the children were lucky enough to be sent home after the month was over, but on his end they were-

"We'll be arriving at your hometown in a little less than an hour Sergeant." The driver spoke having an accent of a country man. "Would you like me to take you all the way to your household-"

"No, it's fine. Just drop me off at the nearest burger joint when we get inside."

"Yes Sergeant." The driver replied.

"You don't have to call me that anymore you know, call me Lincoln." The now named Lincoln spoke as he leaned to the driver seat while putting his hand on the seat. "I am officially retired from the corps after all."

The driver chuckled lightly before shaking his head lightly. "My apologies Sarge, but it just doesn't feel right." The Driver replied with a small smile as he glanced back to look at Lincoln for a few seconds. "From what I heard back at HQ, you and your Squad got into some pretty hefty and suicidal situations. Even as you guys climbed through the ranks, you all never stayed far from the heat of the battle where I know more for a fact that many others would try to do so. We hold the highest respects for you all."

Lincoln lightly smiled as he rested his head on the seat. "Yeah, we did get into some pretty deep shit didn't we." He muttered before gazing out the window, his smile soon turned into one filled with sorrow as he thought back to the tragic incident that torn him apart emotionally. However, before he could think to much about the matter, his eyes soon laid on an upcoming sign that said, Royal Woods in Fifty Miles, which knocked him out of his thoughts. The sign made Lincoln hum in response to what his eyes read. "So I'm almost home eh?" He thought before slowly closing his eyes to think back to the moment his new life began.

Flashback

Ten years ago in a beautiful neighborhood inside the town of Royal Woods, all was peaceful and quiet making the place seem like the perfect place to settle down and start a life.

"Give it back Lana!"

Eh, well almost.

The Loud House was a very lively household that brought the neighborhood to life with its constant noise making. I mean, how couldn't it be with ten girls and one boy all living under one roof?

Lana Loud, a Tomboyish girl at the age of six was currently running around the house holding onto one of her twin sisters make-up equipment. "Ya want it? Ya want the lipstick?" Lana taunted her sister as she held it in front of her.

"Give it to me Lana!" Lola screamed once more.

"Well then come and get it!" She began to run once more further ticking Lola off while causing her to continue her chase.

Lori Loud, the eldest child in the house at the age of seventeen, and was currently laying on the living room couch on the phone with her beloved Bobby Santiago. "Aww, I love you too Bobby-boo!" She cooed into her phone just as the two twins race by, one screaming and the other laughing. "One second love." Lori spoke into her phone before covering it with her hand. "Keep it down will ya! I'm talking on the phone here!" She yelled.

This action was soon followed by another loud noise coming from a guitar, courtesy of Luna Loud, the third eldest child in the family at the age of fifteen, and also a huge rock lover. As she continued to play, a stray basketball hit her shoulder causing her to miss a tune. Luna turned to the person who sabotaged her play and glared at who it was.

"Watch where you're throwing that damn ball Lynn!" Luna hissed.

"Maybe you shouldn't get in the way of my ball." Lynn pointed towards the wall where she had a basketball hoop placed.

Lynn Loud is the fifth eldest child in the Loud family at the age of thirteen, she's a huge sports fan and is known to be a jock as well further increasing pride when it comes to anything with physical activity.

Before Luna could say anything, another blonde girl appeared holding two tank tops, one red and the other orange. "Hey guys which tank top do you think would be a much more fitting color for summer?"

"Why is this important Leni?" Lynn questioned.

Leni Loud is the second eldest sister of the family at age sixteen, she loves to be stylish about her clothing but her knowledge is a bit on the low section. Leni felt a tug on her skirt and looked down to see Lily pointing at the orange tank top with a smile.

"You think the orange one is good?" Leni questioned Lily, which she replied with a nod.

Lily Loud is the youngest of the Loud family at the age 1, she's a loud crier and still has a lot of growing to do before her hobbies are known.

"Why thank you Lily." Leni smiled as she took Lily's advice.

"Hey Leni! 'Orange' you glad that Lily picked your tank top for ya? Hahahaha!"

The sisters within hearing distance groaned at the line Luan told.

Luan Loud is the fourth eldest child in the Loud family at the age of fourteen, knowing her she loves to tell a lot of jokes and pull pranks on her family no matter how severe they get.

"What? Too soon?" Luan questioned as she tilted her head.

"Eh, it could've been worse."

Luan looked to her right after hearing a voice and jumped when she saw Lucy standing there reading her book.

Lucy Loud was probably the strangest child of all. At the age of eight, her gothic appearance only added to that since she can sort of appear whenever she wants to.

"D-Don't do that Lucy!" Luan nearly yelled. "I thought I was about to have a heart-attack."

"If that happens to be so, I can always restore your heart back into proper function if you suddenly give out." Lisa spoke as she walked passed Lucy and Luan, not taking her eyes off the clipboard she was scribbling notes on.

Lisa Loud, at the age of four was probably the smartest child in human history. She is a child prodigy, exceeding in every single level of education from elementary and passed high school level as well. She was not to be taken lightly, for she will no doubt do some incredible things in her life.

"Hey guys, look what I found in the attic!" A white haired boy who seem to be the only male child in the family spoke as held up an old, dusty frame with a picture attached to it.

"What's so special about that piece of junk anyways?" Lori questioned, rolling her eyes as she switched to texting Bobby since the noise didn't go down like she wanted it to.

Leni grabbed the frame from Lincoln before observing iy herself. "Wow! I didn't know the world was colored black and white back then?"

"Thatsh because it wasn't Leni." Lisa spoke as she took the frame from her. "Thish picture was tooken over twenty years ago it sheems, and it looks as if our father is also in it." She pointed at a younger looking Lynn Sr back in his prime.

By this time everyone grew interested in the picture and tried to grab a hold of it to see it for themselves.

"Hey, let go! I had it first!" Lola growled as she tugged on the old frame.

"Buzz off! I was here first than you!" Lynn shot back.

"If anyone should be getting to see it first, it should be me!" Lori exclaimed, surprisingly taking interests instead of on her phone.

Lincoln nervously chuckled as he watched the scene unfold before him. "Uh, girls. Don't you think you're taking this a tad bit too seriously?"

They all ignored their brothers concern as they continued to pull, shout, and throw insults at one another.

"Didn't you already see the picture Lisa?!"

"I haven't quite made a full obshervation on it yet." She replied.

Lincoln sighed, his sisters can sometimes start wars over the smallest problems. "Alright, that's enough!" He took a hold of the picture as well before trying to pry it out of his sisters hands. "If you all won't cooperate on sharing your time with it then no one can see-"

*snap*

"iiiiiiittttt!" The frame snapped into pieces causing Lincoln to lose his balance and stumble back a few steps before falling. His head smashed itself against the window behind him shattering it in the process before falling to his butt.

There was a collective *gasp* around the room as they witnessed what happened to Lincoln, but before they could say anything or go check if he was alright, they heard a rushing of foot steps coming from upstairs and down the steps

"Okay, what's with all of that noise?!" Lynn Sr spoke in an authoritative tone as his wife, Rita held a small glare. Lynn Sr observed the room before noticing Lincoln on the floor rubbing the back of his head in pain as a little bit of blood presented itself from the glass that shattered on him.

*Gasp* "Lincoln! Are you alright?" Lynn Sr spoke in a worried tone, to which Lincoln replied with a shrug. Lynn Sr then grabbed his head as he noticed the damage. "And my window!"

Rita was the first and only to rush over to Lincoln to pick him up and dust the glass off his clothes. She needed to get some bandages for the small cuts he had in the back of his scalp as well. "Are you sure sweetie." Rita spoke in a caring, motherly tone.

Before Lincoln could reply, Lynn Sr let out another gasp as he saw the wooden pieces of one of his most prized possessions in his life laying on the floor.

"My highschool graduation picture!" Lynn Sr went to his knees and picked up the broken frame that held his youthful face along with dozens of other colleagues he shared his four years with, possibly even longer. He let out a small sigh in relief seeing that it was alright, but for the frame he was not to happy for.

"Kids! On the couch now!" Lynn Sr barked as he saw the sisters rush to sit on the couch. He ignored Lincoln since he knew that his mother was currently taking care of his wounds.

Lynn Sr paced back and fourth in front of them holding his picture in one hand, and the destroyed frame in the other. "Now look, I can look past your rowdiness in this house at times. I can even look past when you guys get out of hands with your experiments, your dress-ups, your loud music, your constant texting, your over excessive pranks and so on!." He stopped with his hands by his sides as he stared at the nine sisters with a deep glare that made them all flinch. "But I can NOT, look past when you guys bring harm to your siblings!" He pointed to the state Lincoln was in. "And I can not look past you all almost destroying a precious part of my history." He lifted his picture up. "Now tell me, what do you all have to say for yourselves!"

The Loud sisters all looked between one another with shame, not knowing what to say to make this better.

Lynn Sr tapped his foot impatiently waiting for someone to speak up. When he got the picture that no one was going to do so, he decided that it was time for punishment to be established. "Since not a single one of you would give me an explanation, you all shall be punished for your actions. Whoever started this mess shall be sent to a disciplinary boot camp for one month. No exceptions!"

"Boot camp?!" Luna said in shock.

"Oh come on dad, none of us meant for this to happen!" Lynn continued.

"I know you all never meant for this to go this far." Lynn Sr crossed his arms. "But I've had enough of you all causing havoc in this house! So tell me who started it or I'll send you all to boot camp for the remainder of summer!"

"Honey, dear." Rita spoke. "Don't you think this punishment is too excessive."

"Trust me sweetie." Lynn Sr replied. "I know what I'm doing." He turned his attention back to the sisters who began to nervously sweat on the outcome of this decision.

Lincoln couldn't help but nervously observe his sisters be stared down by their father. He didn't want any of them to be sent to boot camp. He heard stories of what they did to children like him down in places like that, and it scared him to no end to know that one of his sisters would be in that place and would come out as a different person forever. He didn't want that for them, no matter how many times they got on his bad side throughout the years, nothing would stop him from letting any of his sisters go through a month of that hell hole.

Lynn Sr sighed seeing that nobody wasn't going to say anything. "Fine, if that's how it's going to be then all of you will be sent to-"

"I did it."

Lynn Sr along with the rest of the family looked at Lincoln with surprise. "You did it Lincoln?" He asked thinking he heard what he said wrong.

Lincoln hesitated for a second, but another look at his sisters fearful eyes made all of that disappear in an instant. "Yes dad." He nodded. "I did it. I broke the picture and shattered the window. It was all me."

Lynn Sr stood silent for a second. "I see then. Well then Lincoln, if you so happened to be the one that caused this I want you to go to your room and start packing. You'll be leaving when the sun peaks over the horizon tomorrow morning."

"But-"

"No buts Lincoln. It's time you and your sisters take full responsibility over your actions."

At this point Lincoln began to tear up as well as the rest of the sisters who was witnessing this first hand. Before he could start crying, Lincoln ran up the stairs to his room to not be seen as a vulnerable kid by his family.

Tears seeped out of the Loud sisters eyes as their brother ran upstairs away from them all. Lily, who didn't understand what was going on began to cry as she felt the devastation from her family.

"Lori, you and your sisters go to your rooms." Lynn Sr stated. "You're all grounded for a week."

As the children made their way upstairs quietly, Rita came and put her hand on her husbands shoulder. "Honey, I know you want to show them some discipline and all. But, don't you think this is too much?"

Lynn Sr put his left arm over his shoulder to grasp his wifes arm. "Sweetie, I know this may seem a little bit too harsh. But if we don't put our foot down and show them that they can't get away from everything, then they'll never be ready for the real world. You know how it's not as forgiving out there than with us."

"I know darling, I just hope this was the right choice for them." Rita wrapped her arms around her husband.

"I do to. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to find a boot camp to send Lincoln away to for a month."

With Lincoln

Lincoln laid on his bed, his stomach touching the sheets as he buried his head into his pillow. The front of his pillow was soaking wet showing that he's been crying his heart out for a few minutes. He sniffed before bringing himself into a sitting position and wiped the remaining tears off his eyes that made them look puffy and red. "I guess this is it." He thought.

Lincoln was about to get off the bed to start packing until he heard a creaking at the door.

"H-Hey Lincoln."

It was Luan.

"C-Can we come in?

Hearing that told Lincoln that there were others behind he door as well which made him put on a small smile. "U-Uh, yeah. Come on in."

Luan slowly opened the door to walk in, but as he did so the Lola and Lana both came rushing in to embrace their brother.

"L-Lincoln. Don't go." Lola choked as she buried her head in his chest. "I-I'm sorry that w-we got you in trouble. But please don't go."

"Yeah!" Lana agreed with through own tears. "I promise t-that we won't do anything that c-could get you in trouble anymore."

"Oh come here you two." Lincoln sadly spoke as he embraced the crying twins. He looked up to see everyone else slowly, but surely coming in.

Lucy sniffed as black eye-liner was dripping down her cheek. "W-why'd you do it?"

Luna had her arm covering her eyes clenching her fists. "You didn't have to do that bro. Y-you're the last p-person that deserves this and you know it."

Lincoln sadly smiled at them all. "But I couldn't let my sisters go through this. Besides, it was my fault in the first place for bringing dads photo down, so in a way I am responsible."

Lori, who was holding Lily in her arms looked down shamefully. "No it wasn't Lincoln." She began. "I'm the eldest out of all of us here. I'm the one that's s-supposed to look over all of you." Tears began to swell up in her eyes. "Y-y-yet I failed and got c-caught up in it myself. I'm a horrible big sister."

"It's fine Lori." Lincoln spoke. "Like I said before, the last thing I would ever want you all to go through is a hell hole like boot camp." He looked at everyone of them with teary eyes.

Lily reached her arms out to Lincoln making grabbing motions with her hands. "P-Poo poo." She sadly muttered.

Hearing Lily say that made Lincoln snap as tears began to rush out of his eyes once more. "O-Oh come here you guys." He opened his arms, making everyone huddle in for a group hug.

"Y-You better come back to us Linc." Lynn cried.

"I have an e-experiment I need you for sho I r-require your asshistance as soon as you c-come back." Lisa spoke. "Pleashe come back shoon Lincoln."

"Oh you guys." Lincoln cried. "I-I'll be back in no time. Y-you'll see. It's only a month right? B-By the time I'm back it'll never seem like I left in the first place."

"P-Promise us." Leni sobbed. "Promise us you'll be back in no time."

Lincoln sadly smiled. "I promise."

"Cross your heart?"

Lincoln held his fingers up and crossed his heart to seal the deal. "Cross my heart."

What they all didn't know, was that it was going to be promise that would never come true.

Flashback end

Lincoln woke up to a continuous tapping on his shoulder. "W-wha?"

"Sarge, we're here." The driver spoke.

Lincoln looked out the window to see that they were now motionless in a parking lot. "Oh, I see."

The driver unfastened his seat belt and opened his door before stepping out of the vehicle. He walked towards Lincolns door before opening it, allowing him to step out as well. Lincoln put his cap back on and slipped on his silky white colored gloves that went along with his uniform.

The driver went to the rear of the SUV before opening the back door to retrieve out a black suitcase. He closed the door immediately after before walking to Lincoln and put it down next to him. "I guess this is where we part." The driver spoke.

"Yes, I believe it is." Lincoln replied.

The driver gave a salute, which Lincoln with his own as well. "Thank you for your service Master Sergeant, and may your life be a blessed one."

"As to you as well Corporal."

After the salute, the driver turned around before stepping back into the black SUV. He turned on the vehicle before driving out of the parking lot, and onto the streets heading back to HQ. Lincoln watched the vehicle depart until it disappeared behind a building. This was when Lincoln decided to take a look at the place where his driver dropped him off. He looked up and saw the sign of a boy with black hair burping what seems to be a burger, the sign read Burpin Burger.

Lincoln scoffed before chuckling lightly at the all to familiar burger joint. "Out of all places, I never thought I'd see you again first." Lincoln muttered to himself.

He picked up his suitcase before heading to the front door to order some food. As he came closer and closer, he began to lightly sing the song that gave Burpin Burger its popularity in Royal Woods.

Hungry y'all? Look no further

Come on down to the burpin burger

Grade B beef with special spice

When it comes back up, it's twice as nice. [Burp]

Inside the Burpin Burger

Lori Loud

Lori Loud, at the age of 27 stood behind the counter of Burpin Burgers as a cashier. To her, she most likely figured herself to be the sister that failed the hardest in the family. Ever since Lincoln left for boot camp, things continued on a bit regularly as they used to when their brother was around. However, the moment they received news that they lost some of the children due to a mix up was when things began to rapidly change. She grieved for so long knowing that Lincoln was out there somewhere in whatever condition he was in. She could only hope he was healthy and safe, but hope can only bring so much comfort into your life until none could be provided any longer. She blamed herself believing that she should've been the one in Lincoln's place, that she should be missing and not him.

She spent nights on the phone with her beloved Bobby as he tried to comfort her with words. Saying that Lincoln was doing alright, that he's somewhere out there in good hands. The two talked over the phone so much that a few times they caught glimmers of sunlight beginning to shine in the distance, signifying that a new day has arrived. Hell, she could also remember Bobby sometimes falling asleep on her, which only made her smile even for the slightest before bidding him goodnight. But no matter how many hours they talked on the phone, she felt as if they began to slowly drift apart from one another relationship wise. And she knew deep down inside that Bobby was beginning to feel the same way. It was only a matter of time before they decided to end the relationship, and they did, two years after Lincoln's disappearance.

During those two years, Lori was also attending college and managed to barely graduate. But even with a two year College degree, that still didn't help get her a decent job. So now here she was, sitting behind the counters of Burpin Burgers taking orders for those who so happened to come by. Be it man or woman, single or taken, child or adult, ugly or cute, she took orders for them all.

She leaned forward on the counter, her right hand pressing up against her cheek as she began to think about her little brother. Whether she admitted it herself or not, she couldn't help but notice that she contained a type of love that made her mentality think if it was a healthy type of love between siblings. The familiar sounds of ringing filled her ears, notifying her that a customer has entered the Burpin Burgers premises, as well as breaking off whatever thoughts she was currently having about her brother. She pushed herself off the counter and looked over to where the new arrival has made its appearance. The first thing that caught her eye about this person was the uniform he was wearing, it made the man walking towards her look much more handsome in her eyes.

Lincoln just finished singing the Burpin Burgers theme song as he entered the building, a small smile was plastered on his face as he stepped into the foreign, yet familiar building he and his family loved to go to for burgers. He made eye contact with the cashier, only for his eyes to slightly widen on who he saw behind the counter.

"Lori?!" Lincoln inwardly yelled.

"Welcome to Burpin Burgers." Lori gave a friendly smile.."What would you like to order today?"

Lincoln blinked a few times before coming back to his senses. He cleared his throat with a small cougj before speaking. "Ah yes, may I get 26 burgers and 13 medium fries please?"

"Wow, why so many?" Lori exclaimed as she began placing his order down.

"I'm meeting up with my family, it's been quite a while since they last saw me so I thought to myself, why not bring back a few of our traditional favorite burgers."

"Aww, that's so thoughtful of you." Lori warmly smiled. "We also have a veterans discount if you're interested in saving a few bucks."

Lincoln shook his head. "No no, I'd like to readjust to a civilian lifestyle. So I don't want to be treated as someone more important."

"Are you sure? It's the least I can do for you."

He nodded to confirm his statement. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Well, alright I guess." She shrugged. "Your total is $98.65"

Lincoln pulled out two, one hundred dollar bills before handing it to Lori, which she then tried to give one of the hundred dollar bills back, only for Lincoln to shake his head.

"Keep the change. It's the least I can do." He smirked.

Lori scoffed in surprise before smiling, "Thank you." She spoke as she shoved the money into one of her tipping jars. "Your order will be ready in about ten minutes." She informed.

Lincoln nodded before going over to lean up against a wall that held a variety of sauces to go with your meal such as the common ketchup or mustard. As he did so, he watched as Lori went to the cooking area to assist some of her fellow co-workers prepare his order, and at times, catching her giving quick glances with interest in her eyes that desired to know more of him. Not that he didn't mind it of course, for he was also wondering what his sisters been up to the time he was away as well, and why someone like Lori was working in a place like this. He could only conclude that things went down south in her life which made him feel awful. His presence probably could've changed her for the better, but instead here she was working at minimum wage in this place for who knew how long.

Lori came back, holding about fourto-go bags in her hands as she placed them on the counter. "Your orders ready."

"That's great." Lincoln spoke as he went over and attempted to try to grab all of the bags, however since he was already carrying his suitcase it left him having a rather difficult time trying to carry six extra bags.

Lori saw this and couldn't help but giggle at the sight. "Having trouble?"

Lincoln halted his actions giving a sigh in defeat before rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Y-yeah, I guess I haven't thought about this all the way through."

Lori smiled before reaching into her pocket and pulled out her keys. "Come on, my shift just ended about a minute ago so I can give you a lift."

"Really?!" He excitedly spoke. "I-I mean are you sure?"

"Yeah I'm sure." Lori replied. "Besides, I doubt a veteran would commit a crime against lil'ol me." She hummed.

With that, she grabbed a few of the bags before proceeding to head out the front door towards a blue van that Lincoln could only guess as the Vanzilla.

"It's a surprise that it managed to stay functional after ten years." Were the words that were going through Lincolns head.

As the two got in after placing everything in the back seat, she inserted the keys into the ignition and twisted it causing the engine to start.

"I live on Franklin Avenue, where do you live?" She questioned.

"Funny enough I live pretty close there."

"That's great." Lori smiled in relief. "So now I can just head home without using any extra gas." She gave a light press on the peddle to put it in motion.

"Sounds good to me." Lincoln replied as he leaned against the seat.

As they drove down the street, which slowly began to become dimmer signifying that night was coming upon them, Lincoln couldn't help but wonder how he was going to break the news to Lori and his family that the man before them their long lost brother/son.

Loud house residence

Ten years its been since Lincoln disappeared from the life of the Loud family. Ever since then, you could say that it was never the same. The house where the eleven children and two parents reside never caused a loud commotion like they used to ever again. It was surprising for the neighborhood, after all this family was the one that brought life into the area. And ever since the only boy the family ever had, Lincoln Loud, disappeared ten years ago, there was little to no noise coming from the house or its residents.

Inside the Loud house, you could call the atmosphere quite gloomy. It seemed as if the family followed a certain routine every day, well at least the children did.

Leni Loud

Leni Loud, now at the age of 26 didn't do much in life. Sure she was noticed by the world for her taste of fashion and all by the images she posted of herself online. Even going so far by gaining tons of sponsors over the years as well. She worked so hard on her fashion career because she wanted to impress her little brother Lincoln when he returned, which she thought that he was taking a vacation somewhere. Days turned into weeks, which turned into months, which soon began to turn into years and she still heard no word about Lincoln or when he was coming back. After four years of waiting, her family finally told her the truth about Lincoln, that he most likely will never be coming back into their lives.

This crushed her spirits and left her in a deep state of depression. She locked herself in her and Lori's room for a few months not coming out unless it was to eat, use the restroom, or take a shower. Her skin also began to grow so pale from the lack of sunlight she let touch her skin. To her it may not have been as white as Lucy, but it was surely up there. All in all, she pretty much stopped everything she's ever loved and soon lost everything she's ever earned all because she lost the one person in her life she truly felt connected with.

"Lincoln." She muttered in her bed for like the billionth time in her life. "Please come home." She curled up into a ball, bringing her knees up to her chest as she thought of her brother.

Luna Loud

Luna, now at the age of 25 was a rather complicated one. Before her world crashed, before she felt so empty, before she lost the only brother she could ever love in her life, she felt as if she had it all. Looking back at it, she agreed in her head she had it all. But now, even though she was widely known in Royal Woods and the neighboring towns within a hundred mile radius for her musical talents, she felt as if she lost it all. And no matter how many cheers, or smiles, or demands for an encore she received from dozens and dozens of fans around the state. The only thing she could here were the emptiness of her life leaving an eternal void in her heart and the music she played. She never once again strummed a single tune that relating to rock or giving off the vibe of the genre, but to sing the words her lifeless heart were trying to convert into a beat, a rhythm, a sound that has never been heard of before.

She sat in her and Luans room the two continued to share over the years, knowing all too well she could've moved out a long time ago with the amount she made every time she went to perform. But the thought of drifting away from the room that last held his presence just down the hall, she couldn't help but feel as if she was leaving the real Luna Loud behind. So she stayed, usually sitting in her room with her acoustic guitar she bought when she turned seventeen to softly strum soft and melodic tunes. They say you could channel your feelings into the sound of music, but no matter how many times she tried to express her feelings through her instrument, nothing came close to the amount of grief she felt when thinking of her brother.

Her fingers shakily moved along the metal alloy she used for the instrument, the noise coming out choppy and without any rhythm to it. She stopped her strumming seeing as she couldn't even play, and with that she brought her guitar closer to wrap her body around it and let her tears express her feelings as she lay on her bed without a sound.

"Where are you little bro?" She muttered in a rugged voice.

Luan Loud

At the age of 24, Luan lost touch of her comedic personality long ago, well too herself that is. Just like Luna, she goes out a few nights a week to perform by telling jokes, doing skits, or retell a hilarious event that happened in her life. And although her fans love her humor and being known by almost half the nation for her taste in comedy, she never exactly laughed at her jokes or felt humored by them at all. But if others did find it humorous while being able to provide her a wealthy life to live, then she thought to herself, "What the heck." Might as well try to get somewhere in life instead of locking yourself in your room. So she continued to tell jokes that she figured the audience would enjoy, and to her luck they actually took the bait.

She remembered looking at herself in the mirror and trying to make herself laugh to somehow get a taste of the reason of why she started her career as a comedian in the first place, but to no luck she never felt that way about the subject ever again.

Instead of being in the same room with Luna, she sat on the floor in the room of her beloved brother that she last saw so many years ago. Oh how she wished for his return and hear his laugh and groans on her cheesy jokes. She'd give everything up just to see that smile one more time, to hear his laugh and compliment her on humor. Such thoughts sent tingles down her spine and made her chest heavy. She brought her knees up to her chest as she leaned on the soft, unused mattress that sat there without having anyone sleep on it for a decade. She thought long and hard about the days she just wished would come back to.

Luan glanced around the room, noticing the dust that picked up over the years over the neglect of being cleaned. It's been a sort of taboo to touch anything in this room, let alone clean it, for she could still smell the tiny traces of Lincolns scent on pieces of unwashed laundry, or from the bed that her head was currently laying on. It was a taboo to touch anything, but it was also a safe haven for her to come and think of the past. It wasn't only a safe haven for her though, sometimes she walked in on Luna, Lynn, Lori, even Leni sitting down in the middle of the room. Come to think of it, she walked in on everyone in here before. Even Lily who couldn't remember anything about Lincoln, but was as curious as any child ever was to try to gain a little detail of who the brother she never got to know was. There were even at times where the ten of them sat in this room and recall on the memories they had with Lincoln, those were sad yet beautiful memories they all gain with together that managed to bring them closer together.

Having enough of sitting on the floor for hours, Luan got to her feet before heading out the door. She took one last look at the lifeless room that carried so many memories of their brother before gently closing the door.

Lynn Loud

Lynn, now at the age of 23 is head of the Royal Woods Health and Athletics Center for Children and Teenagers. It made complete sense that she took on a career such as this over her huge interest in sports. She took a major role in schools to teach the younger ones way to improve their physical capacity, especially the female population since at times it seemed as if they never put as much effort as the males did. Not saying that was the case for every female child, at times she caught a few of them actually besting their male companions in many sports which caused a chain of rivalry between the two genders. She laughed inwardly when she went to inspect one school with their PE classes and sports teams they had, only to see the boys and girls always competitively going against each other. But at times what really made her proud was when she sometimes threw an obstacle ahead of them that they couldn't accomplish alone and had to help each other to overcome the path in their way.

One day she caught a girl picking on a boy, not in a bullying type of way, but in a way that reminded her deeply about her relationship with Lincoln. She felt joy run through her eyes as she witnessed this and couldn't help but smile, but as she looked on she felt something wet flow down her cheeks. She wiped whatever was on them off only to realize she was crying, but whether she was sad or happy she couldn't tell. Ever since Lincoln disappeared, she buried herself deep into a daily routine of sports and enhancing her physical capacity and stamina to a new level. She never forgot about Lincoln, but when she buried herself deep into something like this she had no time to find herself crying in some corner. So why was she crying now? Out of regret for Lincoln to be the one to go through this? For not showing too much affection to her brother when he disappeared? Or was it something else? She had no idea what it was, but she understood one thing out of all.

She wanted her little brother back.

Lucy Loud

Lucy Loud, now at the age of 18 has just graduated from high school a few months ago. If you all thought she was gloomy and quiet ten years ago, well then this just put her on an entirely new level. She rarely talked to anyone back then besides a sentence or two, but now you'll be lucky enough to get even three words. She held a deep hatred to her father for sending away Lincoln, and still held onto that grudge to this day. She knew that her sisters felt the same way about their dad, but she felt as if she hated him to a new level. There were times when she caught herself standing next to her father asleep late at night holding a knife in her hand.

She wanted to get rid of the person that took away the last source of happiness in her life so much. She nearly went through with it a few times. Even though the opportunity showed itself to her countless of times to finally rid of her dad, their was the nagging feeling in the back of her head that wouldn't let her. It sounded like a voice a lot like her brother that always managed to stop her from fulfilling her desire. To try and subside her growing thoughts for a bloody, and nasty revenge on her father, she began writing poems to a much longer, detailed, and mournful of her brothers affect on her. Even going as far as wishing for him to be his destined partner for life, for which she halted her thoughts and began wondering what did Lincoln mean to her? Did she really see him as a brother? Or perhaps... something more?

Whatever the case was, she only wished that a cure for her unending grief and enraged mind would come soon. Lucy shut her book after writing what she could only assume was her thousandth poem she wrote about her feelings for Lincoln, she stayed in the corner of her bed wondering where would she go from here on out in life. And hopefully, it would make her once again know the small amounts of joy she felt when she was younger.

Lola Loud

Lola, now at 16 years of age attending her Junior year in High School. Her obsession with beauty has drained a lot since she was at the age of six. She never tried to make her stand out of the crowd with her passion of make-up, instead she saw herself as an average girl in her classes, not too pretty or too ugly, just the right amount to make herself look... normal in her case. But no matter how many times she's done so, others her age and maybe a decade older saw her as one of the most beautiful women in the world. In fact, she remembered two years ago they once begged her to join a beauty pageant, which after weeks of them bugging her she eventually gave in. So she joined, and much to her dismay she actually won. Her family came along to support her that day, thinking that she was a coming back to her normal self when she was a child. After she got her trophy, and surprisingly a ten thousand dollar scholarship for any school she wished to go to when she graduated, the host for the event came up to her and asked her if there were anything she'd like to say. And without hesitation, she spoke into the microphone that she didn't care about anything she's won today, and that if there was anything she'd ever like as a reward was for her brother to come home. And with that she left the stage, dropping her trophy and abandoning the scholarship she's won.

Not a day in her life has she went a day without thinking of her older brother, wondering where he would've been at his time of life if she and her sisters never acted so childish. Not that she could've blame herself much, well she did in a way, but she was six years old for gods sake! She didn't know any better, and she wondered how her elder sisters didn't do anything over it as well. They just jumped in the wagon like they were still elementary school students that didn't know much.

She and her sister Lana walked home everyday ever since their start of school in Junior High. They just wanted it to be that way she thought to herself, spending the alone time with her twin sister either in silence or talking about any drama that happened in school was something to keep themselves from going crazy. And dare they say it, but being together had probably kept them sane throughout the years. She, along with her sister Lana sat in their room completing their daily homework while she silently hoped that this nightmare would soon come to an end.

Lana Loud

Also at the age of 16 like her twin sister Lola, Lana became a skilled mechanic as well as taking a huge passion for animals. In fact, if it wasn't for Lana always doing constant upgrades to the Vanzilla, the old van would've probably been scrapped about four years ago. She often helps around the town repairing anything that needs to be fixed/replaced. Not only that, but Lana also took a part time job down in an animal shelter to assist the local animals on getting healthy and hopefully, find a loving family that'll adopt them. To sum it up, she's pretty happy on where her life was headed

But just as the rest of her family, she as well fought her demons when Lincoln was lost. She grieved for her brother and for a long time, wanted nothing but to see him come home. The damage from Lincolns absence held her back from reaching her full potential as a human being. She watched her sisters one by one lose track of their goals in life over the loss of their brother, and to think that after ten years of grieving they'd pull themselves back together and push forward in life, after all that's what Lincoln would want... right? All she knew was that she refused to fall deep down in a hole that led her nowhere in life like a few of her sisters have let consume them. It's not like she never cared about Lincoln, she missed him as deeply as everyone else who was close to the white haired boy. But the only difference between her and everyone else was that she didn't let the pain consume her. And so she pushed on. Praying every night that Lincoln would one day return to them all.

That's if, he wasn't already dead.

Lisa Loud

The 14 year old child prodigy of the Loud family. The girl who pretty much knew it all from how physics work, to astronomy, and so on! Her intelligence in her life couldn't be more perfect. She continued to stay in her current grade like other kids her age would most likely still be in, but as expected her smarts far outmatched everyone in the specific grade and school. She's received requests from basically every college campus known in the United States and the world daily, some of them also attempting to bribe her by saying that they'll be the ones paying for all her classes, and pay her a weekly salary as well just to attend their school. Some even sending money or written checks through the mail to let her know they were serious.

She declined them all clearly but kept the money for materials she wished to purchase for experiments she wishes to work on later on when she finds the time. She's done some extraordinary things in her last ten years though. She's helped conduct better ways to have areas with little to no nutrition in their soil or any possible way of growing food to be able to sustain the fruits and vegetables life in their soil. Places like the Sahara Desert shrunk in a vast rate to be used as a place to grow crops for people around, and thus solved the issues such as world hunger and obesity from humans not eating the right foods from the lack of healthy, nutritional meals.

Like her sister Lucy, Lisa was quite distant with people and always studied to conduct new possibilities to benefit human life and mother earth. But she didn't spend as much time with those ideas because she's been working on a machine that'll hopefully tell her where her brother was currently at. She took some DNA samples from Lincolns room, such as a few strands of hair that was surprisingly still lying around and kept it in a bag for testing.

After finishing her machine, Lisa turned on her creation before taking strands of hair she had and placed it on a small metallic platform for analyzing. The machine did its job and scanned the item that was placed before it. Lisa picked up a small digital screen much like a tablet and looked at the results of her machine.

*Searching... Searching... Searching*

It felt like it took forever before it managed to pinpoint a location.

*Search Complete*

Lisa impatiently waited for the results to display itself on the screen, after another few seconds of waiting it did which made her drop her screen in surprise.

"Royal Woodsh, Michigan?" Lisa muttered before groaning in annoyance. "Damn thing is malfunctioning on me." She kicked her machine lightly in annoyance.

She hopped onto her bed, exhausted after years of work on the results of her creation before closing her eyes. "Where are you, Lincoln?" She muttered quietly.

Lily Loud

At the age of 11, the age Lily was told when her brother was sent away and never came back. Lily was a child with a miraculous heart. She was very thoughtful of others, always going out of her way to help anyone with what they need. At one point in her life her mother told her that she acted a lot like Lincoln with a teary smile which confused her greatly.

"Who was Lincoln?" She thought to herself when she first heard that name when she was only seven years old.

Come to think of it, she noticed that her family was always on the downside of life. I guess seeing that made her take the exact opposite effect and made her extremely joyful and understanding. And to hear her say that she was similar to some person she's never known her life brought a lot of questions for her young mind.

She remembered going to her older sister Luna and ask her about this Lincoln person. She also noticed that the moment she spoke the persons name made her tense for a second. That was the first time she's saw one of her sisters react that way, much less when she saw her become all shaky while tears slowly seeped out of her eyes. At this point she began panic chanting sorry over a dozen times, hoping that she wasn't going to be angry at her.

She remembered Luna wiping her eyes and said it was no big deal before explaining to her who Lincoln was. When she began, she eagerly listened and was shocked that she had a brother! Can you believe it? A brother she's grown up not knowing that actually existed! Luna continued to explain to her that the door at the end of the hall, the one that everyone told her to never go inside was actually his room before the tragic mix-up that lead to his disappearance.

When she heard that, she felt like she had to cry. She felt obligated to cry. But crying over someone you never got to know as a person was difficult to do. And in a way she felt rather guilty for not doing so. But with that new information in her head, that only made her want to become like her brother more than ever, to at least carry on his memory in some way he'd hopefully see fit if he was still alive somewhere out there.

And after being told what was behind that door, it made her curiosity as a child grow 10x fold to at least know a bit about her brother. So she did, a year later when she turned 8 years old. She sneakily went into the room that last held the brother she's never got to know. As soon as she closed the door behind her, she looked around and noticed how dusty the room was. She picked up what seemed to be an old picture frame on the counter and saw that it was a family picture of his sisters, but then she noticed the unfamiliar white haired boy in the middle of it. She could only guess that this person was her brother, and she looked nothing like she thought he was at her age.

But that was ten years ago right? So surely he's changed a lot by then. That's when Lily spotted a stack of dusty magazines sitting at the other end of the counter. She picked up the one at the very top before blowing it to get rid of the dust that covered the title.

"Ace Savvy."

She remembered muttering those words. In fact, that was the first time she's seen a comic book with such art and heroic looking figures. That made her pick up an interest that forever changed her life. She began to draw. She drew sketches, she drew her house, she drew her living room, she drew cartoon characters, she drew herself as well as sisters and parents. She was a talented drawer, and that only made her get much more attention from school over the new talents she's discovered. But she wanted to try something else, something that she would have to come up from the deepest part of her imagination. That's when her mind clicked. And she began to draw. She began to draw the one person who would remain a mystery to her unless she saw him in person.

She began to draw her brother

Lynn Sr and Rita Loud

The parents of the Loud family couldn't be in an any more depressing state than what they were currently in, much of it taking its affect on Lynn Sr than Rita.

Rita sat on the bed with Lynn Sr for what seemed like the millionth time comforting him over the tragedy that happened long ago. Even to this day, it knocked out all of Lynn Sr's confidence on being a father ever since he sent his son away. All of her daughters besides Lily hated him deeply for his decision, and it shattered him to the core that they all viewed him this way. Their interactions couldn't be more dull, and their conversations never more empty.

"I miss him so much honey." Lynn Sr choked as Rita rubbed his back soothingly.

"I know darling, me too." She replied softly. "We all do."

At one point Rita hated her husband just as much as her daughters for sending her baby boy away. She wanted nothing more than to throw him out, but what good would that be for the family in their current state? So instead of hating him, she grieved with him. It was hard for her to forgive him for his actions, but she knew that she still loved her husband deeply. And at this point she as well as Lily were the only two walls that were keeping this family together.

"I just wish, I'd have done something else entirely." Lynn Sr continued through his tears. "Maybe grounded him for two months instead of one like his sisters."

"It's no use to cry about the past honey." Rita continued. "It'll just be harder for all of us, let go of your pain."

"I-I wish I could." He looked up to his wife with teary eyes. "But I was the reason that he's... he's."

Rita put her finger on her husbands lips, halting his broken sentence. "No, don't say it." She whispered. "Lincoln's a strong child that was raised by a strong and caring father. So don't you dare think that he's buried ten feet below underground. If anything, I know he's out there fighting to come home."

Rita kept her arms around her husband as she looked over her shoulder out the bedroom window that provided the only source of light to emit in their room.

"You'll see." She muttered.

It was currently 7:42PM, and by this time the town was being emitted by a yellowish color by the setting sun which would surely be gone by the next twenty or so minutes. The Vanzilla drove up on to the driveway before the engine came to a silence letting Lincoln and Lori know that the vehicle was now off.

"Well, here we are." Lori stated before stepping out of the Vanzilla, shortly followed by Lincoln.

"Wow!" Lincoln spoke in awe, overcomed by this long lost sense familiarity and the feeling of home.

Lori giggled at Lincoln, his expression reminded her of a child that got his first toy. "Well you seem to be enjoying the view."

Lincoln blinked his eyes a few times before flushing a bit. He smiled at Lori slightly as he the back of his head in embarrassment. "Hehe, sorry. It just looks nice."

Lori raised an eyebrow, slightly taken back by his claim. "Really? I never really thought of it that way. To me it was just... home, I guess." She looked at her home where she currently lived with eleven other people before looking back at Lincoln.

"Come on, I'll help you grab your things."

Lincoln slowly began to grow nervous with every step Lori took to the back seat of the Vanzilla. He knew at some point he had to say something to make her bring him inside. But what could he say?

"Hey Lori, I'm Lincoln your long lost brother, lets go inside an catch up on our lives?" He sarcastically thought.

That's when it hit him. "The envelope!" He thought.

As Lori reached for the door, Lincoln spoke up, disrupting her from continuing.

"E-Excuse me Lo... I mean, Ma'am." Lincoln began, mentally high fiving himself for stopping himself from slipping her name. He didn't want her to question him since he knew that they never fully introduced themselves to each other.

Lori turned to Lincoln just in time to see him pull an envelope out from under his uniform.

"I noticed that you live in this address, 1216 Franklin Avenue correct?"

"Uuuuh... yeah?" Lori confirmed in a wary tone. "Why do you wish to know that."

"Well, you see." Lincoln began. "I have a letter directed to this address and was sent to deliver it before I go home."

"Okay? ...who's it from?"

"I... Don't know." He lied. "I was asked to read it to you as well as to your family."

Lori silently stood for a bit, pondering if she should invite him in or not. "Sure. She answered before gesturing him to follow her. "Follow me."

Lori approached the front door before opening it, allowing herself to step inside. Lincoln shortly followed behind and closed the door.

"You can sit down on the couch. I'll get call everyone down." She spoke before walking upstairs.

Lincoln sat on the couch and gazed around the room in deep thought. "What have I gotten myself into." He shifted nervously on the couch, pondering about the next words he should say to the family when they come.

From upstairs, he could hear knocks followed by muffling voices which could only be considered to be Lori speaking to her sisters/parents. However, it seems that once and awhile Lori spoke with someone that took twice as long than she did with the others. Probably because one of the sisters refused to come, which she then continued to argue with them until they eventually gave in. Whatever the case was, every new voice he heard made him get more and more anxious on how he was going to introduce himself, and he new that with every second going by, the closer and closer he began to come to the inevitable. And no sooner than that, he began to hear the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs which made him stand and straighten his uniform before turning back to look at who he was going to get a glimpse of first. His eyes brightened with joy as he saw his sisters come down one by one. First it was Luna, followed by Lola, Luan, Lucy, Lana, Lori, Leni, Lynn, Lisa, and then his mom and dad. The last person to come down caught his attention the most though, she's young, really young. Probably around ten years old, the only logical thought that came to his head was that this beautiful young child was her youngest sister Lily Loud. The sight of her broke his heart as he realized that he wasn't there to see her grow up.

Such thoughts of Lily soon dissipated as he noticed the expressions his sisters and parent had. Even though they eye'd him curiously, he could still see the emptiness within them.

"Good evening, I can assume you two are Mr and Mrs Loud correct?" Lincoln spoke as he watched everyone take a seat on the couch or another piece of furniture nearby before averting his gaze to his parents. They were all too old now to be sharing one seat with each other.

"Um, yes we are." Lynn Sr replied slightly wary of this man. "I'm sorry, but, who are you?"

"My name is not of importance at the moment. But I will say that all your questions will be answered with this letter." He once again held up the envelope before he began to tear it from the corner.

"Who's it from?" Rita questioned.

"I'm not too sure myself" Lincoln slightly shook his head.

"Well get on with it." Lucy surprisingly spoke.

This action brought curious glances to the goth woman before settling back on Lincoln.

Lincoln couldn't help but hear the venom in Lucys tone. "These past years must've been hard on her." He thought before taking out the letter from within the envelope.

Once he opened it up, he cleared his throat before proceeding to read. "Dear Mom, Dad, and to my dearest sisters." He began before pausing to take a quick glance at his family to view there reaction.

So far, they all seem to express confusion. After that, he looked back onto the words of his paper before continuing.

"After all these years, I dread to guess of what you may all think of me after knowing the inhumane acts I committed. I don't wish to bring shame, or dishonor upon our family's name, but in moments like these, it leaves very little options for myself as well as my brothers and sisters in arms. At this point, I'm sure you all may be confused on who may be writing this letter to you all, or maybe you all have figured it out by now. Oh, who am I kidding. It's been nearly ten years since I was sent to a disciplinary boot-camp."

"...no, no it can't be."

Those were the first words Lincoln heard, but he dared not to look up. For he knew that seeing their eyes now full of dejection and realization would only make things harder for him.

"So I'll start with this." He proceeded once more. "The place where my journey as a human being began, and where the name I was first given when I was only a baby being held in the arms of my loving mother, and being watched over and protected by a caring father." He took a deep breath, knowing that these next few words would forever change his life once more.

"The destined name I was blessed with and refused to give up no matter the torture I went through was none other, than Lincoln Loud."

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Aaaaaaand CLIFFHANGER!

I love building up the suspense. :3 It makes you all so annoyed with a need for more and would make you all do the unthinkable to get at least a sneek-peek on the next chapter.

Before I go, this story has been given consent to be rewritten by Devumaru, the glasses wearing kitty him/herself. So if ya want to fight me over it, then PUT EM UP!

*cough still plagiarism cough*

Okay, I'm done here. Thank you all for reading, feedback/criticism would great.

And as always! I'll see you guys, when I see you guys.

PEACE!