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What happens when Lincoln Loud summons Loona by accident, and becomes his servant?!

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Chapter #2

Wounded in more ways than one

    by: The forge of shadows Author IconMail Icon
Shit...

The tall furry form hobbled on one leg, groaning as she went. A thin rain only added to the crap she was dealing with, at least it covered the bloody trail behind her. God her leg stung... This fucking job was supposed to be easy!

Client came to them saying they fucked over when they were alive, a story that got really fucking old after after they opened I.M.P. Way it sounded from the chick, it sounded like a 'I know what you did last summer situation'. Shitty their client was a teenager but sob stories never won anything in Hell. But seriously how hard was it going to kill a fucking group of teenagers? Their shock, actually hard when they're all built dude bro military nuts. Pretty sure they broke Blitz nose, knocked the wind out Millie too, one of them broke Moxxie's arm. Heh, ow fuck it hurt to laugh... still was pretty funny to her that happened. Ugh but her, she managed to bite that fucker that broke Blitz's nose off of him and was going wild on him till he shoved her off. Before she could tackle back at him he pulled out a piece and one stray bullet through the leg had her howling. That's when Blitz finally called it, opening the portal back for them to scatter. They all booked it for their ticket home, but she couldn't run because of her leg. Then to make things worse those fucking assholes ran after them and last she saw, those fuckers tackled of I.M.P into the portal sans herself causing the portal to close.

"Yugh..." she groaned finally sliding down the side of what looked like someone's garage in their backyard. she couldn't get back.... she was bleeding out bad. She could hear herself involuntarily whining as the rain began to pelt her harder. This reminded her of the kennel she had been in for so many years, alone, hurt, and leaning on a fucking cold wall just dealing all of it. Then she heard a rustle, baring her teeth as her red eyes darted over to the source. "Keep the fuck back!" she growled. The tiny form in a yellow rain jacket almost fell over on his butt when he saw her.

"Holy moly! What are you!?" the boy asked, caustiously keeping his distance as she growled at him. Before her leg flared up in pain as she grabbed hold of it. The boy eased up a little "Woah wait are you hurt?"

"What's it look like dumbass!?" She barked, making him look a little sour.

"Hey that's not cool! My name's Lincoln and i'm just trying to help!"

"Well Lincoln nice to meet you, i'm Loona." she said sassing back "Now why do you turn around and f-FUCK!" squeezing her leg hard she seethed in pain as the rain just kept pounding on them. Lincoln looked on, this rude, tall, furry thing was clearly hurt. She may not like it but she needed help, and well it wasn't in him to ignore someone in this kind of state.

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