This is the most intense battle scene I've ever written, all because I decided to give spotlight to Lynn Loud, one of my favoritest The Loud House characters. The battle was loosely inspired by That Engineer's "What is a Person Worth?". I've also added elements from the fanfiction version of Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie by Inudaughter Returns and Luna and Lynn's dialogue by Patricksiegler.
Chapter 25: Legends of the Hidden Temple!
The gang reached the temple.
“Legends of the Hidden Temple, with your guide, Kirk Fogg!” Olmec, the talking statue head, hollered.
“Hey! It’s Kirk Fogg!” Lincoln hollered.
“Thank you. Thank you very much. Nice to see you all. Thanks, Olmec. Welcome to Legends of the Hidden Temple. The mysterious key is protected by the mysterious Mayan Temple Guards. Only Olmec knows the legend behind that key.” Kirk Fogg explained.
“It was crafted by Pupununu’s finest sorcerers so that someone whose fact is stamped on the key will wield it to defeat Alzarax, destroyer of worlds.” Olmec said, explaining the backstory.
“Okay team, you’ve heard the story. Now it’s time for Olmec’s temple games. First challenge: the walls around the temple are crumbling. You must rebuild them by stacking rings on these poles. On your mark! Get set! GO!” Kirk shouted.
“If I survive, I’ll stumble into an orgy.” Pinky said.
The Nicktoons have stacked the rings on the pole to avoid being crushed to death by the falling debris.
“We made it.” Tak said.
“Next, the forces of good will assemble a 3D puzzle representing the door to the key’s location. And...go!” Kirk hollered.
The Nicktoons were struggling to get the right pieces.
“No! No! Try the other piece and that one!” Lincoln hollered.
“Hey! You’re putting them on the backwards!” Olly hollered.
“The middle pieces must land first! Oh, let me try this!” Lincoln hollered, completing the puzzle as fast as he could.
“In the last of Olmec’s temple games, you must work together to bail out the flooding chamber. And go!” Kirk hollered.
“Welcome to the Sultan of Brunai’s bathroom.” Lana said.
The Nicktoons are collecting all the water they can into their buckets.
“For our last challenge, you’ll all run through the temple to retrieve the special key. And go!” Kirk hollered.
The Nicktoons enter the crypt where Arnold is hurt by s rotten corpse. Just as he breaks free, the floor crumbles and he falls through, but is saved by Lynn.
“Throw me your locket and I throw you the whip!” Lynn hollered.
“Thanks for the assist.” Arnold said.
The heroes later enter the dark forest. Just then, a temple guard appears.
“Grr! Gotcha! There’s no escaping me!” A guard hollered, grabbing Jeera, only to be knocked out by Tak, freeing Jeera in the process.
After outsmarting all the other guards, the Nicktoons reached the Shrine of the Silver Monkey, assembled it to a little jumbled extreme and got it right at the second time, revealing NOT the special key, but Traloc instead.
“About time, little shaman.” Traloc explained.
“Ronnie Corbett in a mask!” Luna and Luan hollered in unison.
“Traloc! And Bartog?” Tak asked.
“Haven’t seen you in a while.” Tak explained.
“Doctor Who must’ve marooned you guys here.” Lisa said.
“Where’s your partner in crime?” Tak asked.
“You missed me, Arnoldo?” La Sombra asked, removing his mask to reveal himself to Arnold.
“La Sombra!” Arnold hollered.
“I thought you were dead!” Gerald hollered.
“I hope you’re NOT Eduardo pulling another twist.” Helga hissed.
“Of course, I died in the cliff under La Corazon’s defensive spell back in San Lorenzo. But now, thanks to Alzarax and his darkest powers, I’ve been miraculously resurrected, ready to take revenge on you, football-head.” La Sombra explained.
“You think you can scare us? We’ve beaten you once to death and we can make it again!” Helga hollered.
“At least, I’ve managed to reassemble my evil army. Come here, boys.” La Sombra said, introducing Hank and Hawk, the two teenage bullies who have been the bane of the Loud kids’ existence, and the Hazeltucky teens Murray, Craig, Pat, Bob and Paul to the heroes.
“It’s Hank and Hawk!” Lincoln hollered.
“You missed us, Loud?” Hank asked.
“Who are these guys, Ronnie Anne?” Sid Chang asked.
“Two monsters who terrorize the Louds’ community.” Ronnie Anne replied.
“Looking for this?” Traloc asked, showing Tak the key.
Tak and June Bailey gasped.
“The thing we had done with the villagers was our doing. We couldn’t make it without the help of a third-party character.” Traloc explained.
“Fourth wall, much?” El Tigre asked.
“With this key, Alzarax will be invincible!” Bartog hollered.
“Fat chance this is happening!” Tak hollered.
“You can’t take anyone’s things!” Arnold hollered.
“You're right. Why take anything, when I could bring people here and sell it to them? I could charge admission! I can see it now: ‘Olmecland’.” La Sombra chuckled.
Lily pissed on La Sombra.
“Hey! What gives?” La Sombra asked, annoyed.
Lily started babbling.
“Why you little pests!” La Sombra growled, holding his cruel scimitar.
Therefore, the Nicktoons engaged battle with Traloc, Bartog, La Sombra, Hank, Hawk and the Hazeltucky gang.
“Everyone, get behind me!” Phoebe hollered, drawing out her father’s katana.
“Phoebe!” Helga hollered.
“Arnold, take Helga away!” Phoebe hollered, glaring at Arnold.
“Phoebe!” Helga hollered.
“Don’t worry, Helga. Let Phoebe fight La Sombra. Me, Ronnie Anne and Sid Chang will be focusing on Hank and Hawk and the Hazeltucky brutes to make sure she can make it alright.” Lynn explained.
“Be careful, Phoebe.” Arnold said.
“Uh, what can I do?” Gerald asked.
“Stay behind me!” Phoebe hollered.
Then, Phoebe fiercely engaged La Sombra into a fiery sword combat. Meanwhile, Lynn went to confront the Hazeltucky gang.
“You really think you can take on all of us, short stuff?" Craig chuckled.
“Go ahead. Make my day, punks.” Lynn grinned.
The Hazeltucky teens began charging at Lynn who shoved her boomerang right into Chris' face, and delivered a kick to Murray's gonads. Murray faltered a little, during which Lynn bashed him in the fact with the shield to knock him down. Paul swung hard at her from the side, to which Lynn blocked successfully, being pushed to the right a bit, leaving a small opening for Chris to swing at her leg. She kicked out to intercept the bat, groaned a bit as the impact with her shoe caused her leg to vibrate in slight pain and didn't dwell on it further as Chris sent a fist towards her. Gritting her teeth, Lynn grabbed his hand and judo threw him over her head, making him cry out as he landed on his back, and made an attempt to disarm him, only to be cut off as Pat rushed her with a tackle equivalent to a football player. She dug her cleats into the ground to stop the charge, but this did little until Pat slammed her into a wall, making her let a sharp yelp out upon impact, her guard lowering just enough for Pat to deliver a triple punch in her face. The first two struck her forehead and cheek respectively, while the third one was left right under her right eye, but before the fourth could even touch her, Lynn angrily got her upper hand. Pat cried out as she delivered a savage punch to his nose and was satisfied upon hearing the subtle pops and cracks accompanied with a broken nasal passage. He immediately stumbled back, dropping his weapon in the process. Seizing the chance, Lynn stole it and jumped high enough on the level with the teen's head and slammed the object violently on his big head. Pat dropped liked a stone, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he was consumed by mental craziness. As Lynn giggled at his predicament, she heard the distinct sound of bat hitting ball and swiftly used Eugene as human shield to block a few baseballs flying at her.
"Well, Pat's down." Chris bemoaned.
"He was an idiot anyway." Paul surmised, tossing another ball in his hand.
"Geez, how many of those things do you guys have?" Lynn asked out of curiosity.
"Enough to act like those machines at the batting cages. Though, we technically stole some of these from other sources anyway." Craig replied, tossing a ball up and down.
All four boys immediately batted several balls in Lynn's direction, forcing her to take cover behind her shield. Bob saw his friends pinning Lynn under endlessly raging fire, though she was slowly walking her way towards them, and also saw Pat with stars on his head and blood coming out of his nose. The thirteen-year-old girl was growing concerned about how many shots poor already battered Eugene unfairly took, and if she didn't do something fast, she'd lose her only way of protection. Lynn sped up her pace a bit, working hard to conceal her feet should the boys suddenly target her there, and was completely unaware that Bob was stalking her and, seeing he had an opening, spotted one of the baseballs that had been deflected by her near him. He stood up, aimed the ball for the back left side of her head with his pitching skills and tossed it at 90mph. Lynn thought she was doing fairly well against La Sombra’s army. However, when she felt pain detonate on the back of her skull and was tumbling earthward, the tomboy realized that she fucked up. She got too cocky and focused on the four boys who were throwing stuff at her. The thirteen-year-old hit the ground in a heap, clutching the spot where the ball hit her. She could already feel a knot forming and touching it just caused even more pain. But Lynn knew it wouldn’t be so bad next to what those five boys would do to her now that she was wide open...
Meanwhile, a large, meaty hand swung out towards Lincoln. Before the Nicktoons could even react, it smashed him in the center of his face. The sudden halt in his momentum caused Lincoln's feet to slide out under him, making him land hard onto his back in a daze. Ronnie Anne and Sid Chang were in defensive poses against a large teen that has beaten the living face out of Lincoln. It was then that the sole Loud brother finally noticed the shadow that was creeping him out.
"S'up, nerd!" Hawk hollered, his right hand flexing as it was covered in specs of blood.
Cut to Lynn who could feel pain on her overall body as the teens assaulted her with their bats, sometimes throwing in a kick for good measure. Poor Eugene who she was using to shield herself was bent to the point he was hardly struggling to anything, aside from potentially saving her from having something being automatically broken upon impact with a bat.
“I’m okay.” Eugene said, having been absolutely demolished.
Adding to that pain was that Lynn's heel had started aching again, and taking a few hits towards the same leg on her shin bone made the feeling even worse. She fought back a few tears as one hit managed to hit her broken leg again and let out a small cry as the intense throbbing from that limb became too much. Naturally, the other teens were taunting her now, saying she talked a big game and wasn’t that much. After a few more bats hit the area where her head was, Lynn could feel a drop of blood running down the left side of her face. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the boys relented and all gave ragged breaths due to sacrificing so much force to crush the Loud. Surveying the damage, Lynn had a few bruises forming on her face on top of the small amount of blood that was slipping out from cuts on her head. Her legs had a few bruises that were starting to develop as well. The jersey and shorts she typically wore were dirty and slightly torn and her right leg felt very stiff. She also suffered a big headache due to getting beaned in the back of her head by that baseball.
"Thought you'd put up more of a fight, you little whore!" Murray hollered, stomping his foot on Lynn's head one more time, causing her to squeak a little from the impact.
"She still took out Pat, dude." Bob pointed out.
"Man, that could've been energy we should've been using on those brats." Craig huffed.
"Don't worry. We'll just find them and give them their just desserts. Might even do even worse to the so-called heroes from different worlds." Paul said, looking down at Lynn who managed to glare at him.
"Wanna give them a billion?" Chris asked.
"Yeah. I only got enough in the reserves for one." Paul replied.
Lynn's eyes widened a bit. She didn't know what kind of numbers they were referring to, but it couldn't mean anything good. The group turned to leave, letting the bruised Loud lie there. She pushed the nearly destroyed Eugene away, her body telling her to just lie there and recover. Yet, her mind had other plans. The tomboy gritted her teeth as she turned onto her stomach, slowly pushing her body up with her sore arms.
"Come on, Lynn! You've been through worse!" Lynn chided herself, drawing in a breath and pushing her body into a sitting position.
"I said GET UP!" Her brain hollered to the rest of her body.
Grabbing her bat, Lynn stuck it into the ground to use it as a support. The jock managed to stand up fully on wobbly legs, her right leg in particular screaming to stop being used to support all that weight.
"You're...gonna pay for it..." Lynn spoke slowly, staring at the ground.
The boys turned around in confusion.
"I'm sorry, what?" Paul asked.
"I said..." Lynn growled, glaring at them, her messy hair lifting up enough to the point the boys could see a raging fire in her eyes.
Waves of pure rage flowed through her veins as newfound adrenaline overtook her.
"You're. ALL. GONNA. PAY!!!" She roared before taking off like a rampaging stampede towards them.
The boys readied themselves to retaliate, but this was a battle Lynn would easily win fair and square. Defending herself was just one thing, but now...she was going for a more permanent solution... The jock slammed head long into Murray who thought he could handle it, but she hit him hard enough to knock him back several feet. The rest of the boys had scattered from the impact like bowling pins. Gripping her bat tightly, the tomboy slammed it into Murray's midsection. Wailing in pain, he left his face open for Lynn to punch him square in his mouth. She then tugged his shirt collar to shove his face into the dirt, followed by a bat to the back of his head to drive it in further. The other boys stood in shock at how Lynn quickly managed to defeat Murray and she ate the opportunity. Flying in the air, bat raised, the tomboy intended to slam Chris in his face. However, the teen quickly evaded before attempting to strike her head. However, Lynn grabbed his bat midswing and stole it, rolling to deliver a kick to his stomach. Chris stumbled back from the hit and suddenly felt his airway cut off as Lynn sat on his shoulders, using her bats to strangle him. The other three boys rushed to save Chris, but she easily guided him into taking most of the hits, only blocking those that she couldn't force the teen to take. After a few more seconds, Chris fell like a bag of sand, completely unconscious. The three teens tried to fight back simultaneously, but this proved to be their downfall as Lynn gripped a bat in each hand before spinning around, creating a wall of bats and brute force to pacify them. So, she nailed Craig in the knees, making him topple over. Bob took a few hits to the shoulder and arms, forcing him to back off. Paul was literally thrown back after getting smacked in the chest, stomach, and head. Ceasing the spin, Lynn threw one of the bats at Bob, nailing him right in the underwear. He squealed in pain as he brought his hands to his genitalia and she proceeded with a wide kick across the face, scratching it up with her cleats. One blow to the side of his head was all but enough to put him down. Lynn then glared at Craig, who was nursing his knee with subtle hisses. She simply threw her other bat at his head hard enough to put him out. The Loud huffed in exhaustion, but she knew she wasn't done yet. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Paul trying to tiptoe to safety. Snorting, the jock turned on her heels, ran full speed at him and leaped into the air. Paul dared to look back, only to find himself screaming like a toddler girl as Lynn came flying at him with the flat parts of her feet extended. The last thing he swallowed was Lynn's roar as both feet shoved themselves down his face and forced his sorry carcass into a pool of mud, leaving a sizable imprint. Lynn stood up fully, stretching her back out a bit and grunting as it gave a few pops. Surveying the damage she dealt, the jock knew she had won as all the boys had bruises in some form or another, with blood coming out of their mouths for a few of them. She could see a few of them twitching now and then, indicating they were still breathing. Lynn would've done more, but she felt she got her message across. However, the heroes went out of their heads.
“Cut! Stunt Malinky!” Pinky hollered.
“This is nuts.” Korra said.
“Big time.” Lola Caricola said.
“I haven’t seen blasts like this since taco night at James Earl Jones’ House.” Clyde said.
"You lost, sissies?" Hank asked, laughing at both Ronnie Anne and Sid Chang who thought they could stand a chance against him.
"No, but you and your fat friend over there are about to wish you hadn't done that!" Ronnie Anne growled, clenching her fists tighter.
“If you dare to touch me, I’ll become even more stronger than you give credit for!” Sid Chang hollered, clenching her fists and teeth.
"Oh really? You know that shrimps like you only end up trampled by people like me, right? What makes you think you can do anything?" Hank asked, picking up Ronnie Anne by her backpack and prodding her stomach.
Ronnie Anne just growled before biting Hank's finger like a dog. The fat teen screamed and started trying to shake her off. Hawk strutted over to Hank who was shaking his hand in a poor attempt to dislodge Ronnie Anne.
"She's real feisty, isn't she?" Hawk asked.
"Just get her off! Get her off!" Hank hollered.
Hawk rolled his eyes before grabbing Ronnie Anne by the backpack and ripping her off. Hank kept screaming as her teeth tore skin. The spikey-haired teen then unceremoniously threw her towards some nearby columns. A stone crash was heard as two of them spilt over.
"There. Happy?" Hawk asked, dusting his hands off.
"She's crazy bro..." Hank replied, rubbing his sore finger.
"Now, where were we?" Hawk asked, grinning back at Lincoln.
The white-haired boy, who had been staring at where Ronnie Anne was thrown, started backing up again and tried to help his body regaining itself, to no avail as Hawk hoisted him up by the collar.
"Ready for more knuckle sandwiches?" Hawk asked.
Lincoln looked towards the brute's bloody hand. Memories of last Halloween came to hurt his mind and his fear was temporarily replaced by confusion.
"W-Wait, I thought you guys were afraid of blood!" Lincoln hollered.
"Yeah, we were. But in case we ended up runnin' away like little girls again, we got a bunch of gory games so we'd get used to seeing it." Hank laughed.
"Yeah, those games were awesome! So, we ain't afraid of blood anymore. But we're more inclined to cause it. Heh heh heh! I think I'm runnin' low on tooth fairy money, and yours will do." Hawk explained, grinning evilly at Lincoln who just glared at him at shock and raising his fist.
Suddenly, a roaring Sid Chang latched herself onto Hawk's face and clawed at his eyes like an angry house cat, causing the large boy to scream in pain. Hawk was forced to let go of Lincoln as he tried to get Sid Chang off him. Hank turned to Lincoln and Clyde, his toothy grin making them nervous. Clyde was the first to try tiptoeing away, but a hard punch to his cheek sent him spiraling to the ground. Hank then grabbed Lincoln, reached for his undies, taking pleasure in the little boy screaming as they rode up on his behind, and, using the undies as leverage, hung both Lincoln and Clyde on a statue.
"Wait here for a sec." Hank said, ordering them.
Hawk flailed around as Sid Chang was now biting parts of his face and pulling at his ears. Hank whistled as he strolled up to the fighting pair.
“Hey! Let me at her!” Hank hollered, snagging the little Chinese girl off his brother's face and holding a firm grip as Sid Chang struggled in his hands, kicking her feet widely. Hawk rubbed his face for a bit before growling at the little girl as Sid Chang continued to struggle in Hank's grasp before Hawk sent a fist right into her midsection and stopping her tantrum cold. As the air was knocked out of her, Lincoln gasped as Hawk then punched her thrice in the face: twice in the mouth and one for her eye. Her body shuddered from each blow, but surprisingly, Sid Chang was still unbeatable.
"Is this the best you got?!" Sid Chang asked, glaring at the teen.
"Oh, you want more huh?" Hawk asked, cracking his knuckles.
Sid Chang responded by spitting in his face. Hawk grimaced in disgust while Hank let out a belly laugh. Hawk took a second to wipe his face before furrowing his brows, and promptly snatched her from Hank by her arm.
"So, you like spitting on others, dont’cha?" Hawk asked, walking towards some clay pots that had flies swarming around them.
The stench was enough to make the tomboy cover her nose.
"Well, hope ya like the taste of the sauce!" Hawk hollered.
Sid Chang widened her eyes before Hawk shoved her face first into the pot, shutting it with the lid. For added measure, and to make sure she didn't come back, Hawk picked up that pot and shook it vigorously before kicking it away. The pot rolled roughly until it crashed, spilling molasses everywhere. Sid Chang could barely move due to the excessive molasses sticking to her. Lincoln still held that shocked look of his after being forced to witness the humiliating downfall of both Ronnie Anne and Sid Chang. It wasn’t that surprising due to the size advantage Hank and Hawk had, along with their strength. It was actually courageous of those girls to be so willing to defend so many worlds from Alzarax and his cronies despite being badly outclassed. They even managed to cause a few injuries, but seeing them getting hit like that and being humiliatingly bested in some way or another was something Lincoln doubted he'd ever unsee. When the pot Sid Chang was stuck in rolled out of sight, he grew even more worried for them, and at the same time...got a spike in aggression...
"Aw, is the widdle twerp mad we tossed his hoes away?" Hawk asked, in a babying tone.
"You wouldn't be so tough if I wasn't stuck up here!" Lincoln replied, letting his big heart speak louder.
"Hah. You were just as much of a wimp even before I hung you up. But since you want down..." Hank said, putting his hand on Lincoln's head and pressing down on him until his feet touched the ground.
Lincoln cringed in pain as his undies gave him a massive wedgie, then was sent flying upward once Hank released him. With his underpants still stuck on a spear, the boy just wound up bouncing against it, causing some pain to his back. The bullies laughed as the boy looked like a makeshift paddle ball. Visible steam was coming off his nostrils, to which the bullies just scoffed at.
"Nice job bro. You made him mad!" Hawk hollered.
Hank stifled a laugh before using Clyde as an armrest. The McBride boy winced upon the weight settling on him.
"Tell ya what, I'll let ya get one free shot at me. If you make it a good one, I'll let ya go." Hawk said, before folding his hands behind his back and leaning his face to within Lincoln's arm reach.
Lincoln tried his best to prove his worth, but Hawk quickly leaned back and smashed his fist into Lincoln's privates. The boy let out a scream that mirrored his namesake, possibly attracting the nearby heroes. Any sort of adrenaline the boy was building quickly left him, along with all that anger he stored up.
"Alright, I'm gettin' bored. But before we go, remember what happened that time you tried stealin' our candy?" Hawk asked, grabbing Lincoln by his shirt, pulling him away from the statue until enough tension caused his undies to rip.
Hank seemed to get the idea, grinning at Clyde as he pulled him off the sculpture.
"N-No please! I-I don't wanna be a human pretzel! Let’s just forget the whole Halloween candy incident!" Lincoln hollered, as Hawk held his legs together.
“Can’t we just get along? It’s all in the past! Please, forget everything! Why can’t we be friends?” Clyde asked, whimpering in fear.
“Friends?! Hahahahahaha!!!! Like you both truly believed it!” Hank replied, gloating.
Suddenly, the bullies and the two eleven-year-olds were surprised to see a bruised and bloodied Lynn glaring at the two bullies. Her stance made it clear that she was having a difficult time standing up straight.
"Put. Them. Down..." Lynn growled, with her ragged voice making it even more clear that she was in no mood for their villainous antics, much less in a condition to fight.
"Geez, did you lose a fight?" Hawk asked.
"No. They lost, and I'm gonna chop your stupid balls off if you don't put them down!" Lynn hollered, gritting her teeth.
Lynn’s rage was erupting like a volcano after a quick survey of what happened. Lincoln was mercilessly brutalized (which ticked her off to no end), Clyde was also inhumanly assaulted, and both Ronnie Anne and Sid Chang were submitted to severely upsetting and humiliating predicaments. Lynn remembered that knucklehead couple clear as day: the same faggots who messed up her ankle during football, the same ones who broke one of her best friends Paula’s right leg which had to be cast in one of the ugliest school fights and the same ones who nearly ruined Halloween for everyone on her street. Well, at least now she would manage to return the favor.
"Hey Hawk, isn't she that same kid whose ankle we busted back in football?" Hank asked, scratching his hair.
"Fuck yeah she is. And lookin' at that leg, we left a mark." Hawk replied, dropping Lincoln like he was a sack of lead.
Lincoln couldn't help but feel a little creep. He thought Lynn's heel would've healed fully by now after biting it, but it seemed she still had some pain occasionally.
"Well, if you were lookin' for a fight, you've come to the right place." Hank said, pushing Clyde back away.
"Do you even think you’d stand a chance against us with how messed up you look right now?" Hawk asked, cracking his knuckles.
"Oh, I've been through worse." Lynn replied, giving a rare grin before taking off at them as fast as her body allowed.
Once the fight started, the bully couple readied themselves for the assault, still confident that they could easily win. However, even though Lynn was damaged and tired, she still remained on the top. Just before they could attack first, Lynn partially climbed on the walls and jumped onto Hawk, being quick to strike him as much as she could with the bat. As he stumbled around trying to get the tomboy off, Hank reached over and yanked her off his brother. But before he could deliver a swift punch to her face, she was quicker, kicked under his chin and delivered a bat strike to his gut, but this didn't seem to do much damage (likely because of how many fat layers there were). So instead, Lynn went for his legs, kicking them out from his beneath. Fighting between two opponents was much easier than dealing with five, but Lynn would soon realize just how hard it is if you're bruised and tired. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't permanently keep them down as they'd just keep getting back up for more. As the fight dragged on, Lincoln became worried as he studied Lynn's movements. She seemed to be moving relatively fast at first, but she was getting progressively and gradually slower and slower.
"She's gonna run out of gas soon... Can someone PLEASE come and help us before that happens?..." Lincoln thought to himself, shuddering a little.
Hawk was so pissed due to getting another bad strike to the face that he took a swing at her head. Lynn retaliated, but unfortunately, she didn't hit him hard enough to earn a stun, which allowed the spikey-haired teen to grab the weapon while Lynn still held onto it and tossed her at the thorns. She screamed out upon the impact, jumping to the ground. Shaking her head, Lynn tried to stand up, only for Hank to elbow drop right onto her. When that impact occurred, her legs were the most exposed part of her body that was in contact with the ground, and Hank's weight landed directly on her already injured right leg. Hank lifted her up as pain-filled tears started pouring out of Lynn's eyes. She squirmed within his grip until she got slammed onto a menhir, destroying it in the process. Whilst Lynn tried to break free from his grip, the bullies started laying into her face and chest. The jock wailed in agony with each blow she took, which always got interrupted when Lynn took a hit on the abdomen. Lincoln and Clyde subconsciously shook each time they saw the brutes hit the thirteen-year-old, wanted to cry themselves for being powerless against it and watched as Lynn's feet continued to kick out with a lot of energy, proving she still had some fight left in her. Sadly, that energy quickly faded to the point they just lied limp against the wall. Lincoln was so focused on this traumatizing scene that he didn't notice that a portal has been open. Clyde did though and drove Lincoln's attention. They sucked in a surprised breath as a group of unexpected guests got out.
"Gotta admit… She was pretty good." Hank said.
"Yeah, but not as good as us." Hawk added, feeling pretty beat himself.
Both of them had some bruises thanks to Lynn using a bat on them. However, none of them looked more worse for wear than the sporty Loud herself who gave a weak moan, showing that she was barely conscious.
“Foolish nitwits.” Traloc said.
Traloc unleashed heavy juju magic on the heroes. However, Harvey Beaks, Harpy Gee, Malachi, Seventeen and Brian arrived just in time.
“Are you guys alright?” Harpy Gee asked.
The team nodded their heads.
“We’ll help you turn the tables.” Malachi explained.
“I am going to be trouble and you guys are going to show me how!” Harvey hollered.
“Roger this!” Seventeen hollered.
“Let’s do it!” The Nicktoons hollered.
Therefore, the entire team managed to retaliate furiously. Suddenly, Hank felt a hot breath hitting the back of his neck.
"Dude, is that you?" Hank asked.
"Bro, I'm standing right here..." Hawk replied, giving a side glance.
Both brutes turned their heads, staring up at four extremely livid fifteen-year-old rocking kids. Luna, Sam Sharp, Ruth and George’s pupils were whited out in rage and their faces beet red. The teenage rock kids parted their lips to reveal a set of shark-like teeth, a feral growl escaping them as they cracked their knuckles. Before they could even get a word in, the teenage rocking quartet dogpiled them, pinning the two boys to the ground and started beating them so hard their mother might wish she swallowed instead.
“This is for my Halloween party you ruined!!!” Sam Sharp hollered, furiously smacking her guitar into Hank’s face, nearly killing him in cold blood.
“I'm gonna FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” George roared, filling his eyes with pure rage, foaming his mouth and attacking Hawk, scratching him a lot bleeding on his face.
Hawk grabbed a gun but George grabbed it and assaulted him with it, taking out the guts out of his chest, turning him into a literal human pretzel. Lincoln and Clyde gawked at the scene before them while Chunk went to personally confront La Sombra.
“THAT’S IT! You and all the other so-called heroes are NO less inferior than ME! I am the real messiah, you dumbass fatso, and I shall not be harassed by...” La Sombra ranted, only to be silenced by Chunk who didn’t take this insult lightly and managed to toss Arnold and his parents’ archnemesis to his final death at a lake of fire and brimstone, destroying his soul forever and consequently ending his cruel, wicked and evil legacy for good. Traloc threw the key to Tak.
“Alzarax will come for you!” Traloc hollered.
Traloc, Bartog, Hank, Hawk and the Hazeltucky gang ran away.
“Thanks for the help.” Jimmy said.
“No problem. Harpy Gee at your service.” Harpy Gee said, introducing herself to the team.
“My name’s Harvey. I like ice cream, especially chocolate chip. I also like sunsets and my family.” Harvey said, introducing himself.
“And I’m Malachi. And these are Seventeen and Brian.” Malachi said, introducing himself and his friends to the team.
“Nice to meet you.” Seventeen said.
Helga flew to Phoebe, hugging her and crying at the same time.
“Oh Phoebe, you were so brave! And I was so scared! You should’ve let me fight them instead!” Helga hollered, sobbing.
“Oh please, that’s hardly logical. We all know I’m a highly accomplished swordsgirl just like Leonardo. And besides, I’ve dried your tears too many times, Helga Pataki, for all that work go to waste!” Phoebe hollered, touching Helga on her shoulder as a mother comforting a child.
“Yeah, like she said... You were really brave!” Gerald hollered.
Phoebe picked up La Sombra’s discarded sword, holding both swords as her weapons. Luna marched towards a completely mutilated Lynn, holding the first aid kit.
“Yo, LJ. Looks like a triceratops stampede has thrashed you like a pancake.” Luna said.
“Yo, Lunes... I’m sorry... I tried... I... tried...” Lynn said, tearing up in her eyes.
“Don’t blame yourself, LJ. Wish I had more time to destroy the face out of those two beasts, cut off their balls and tear them both apart until they were nothing but paste...” Luna explained, treating Lynn’s nearly fatal injuries.
“There, little sis! Better?” Luna asked.
“Yeah! I guess! Thanks, Luna! You're the best sister I’ve ever gotten!” Lynn replied.
“You too! Come on! Let's go back to the others!” Luna hollered.
“Okay!” Lynn hollered.
Jeera punched Tak in the shoulder.
“We’re coming too.” Jeera said.
“Alzarax could be dangerous.” Tak explained.
“We can handle him.” Keeko explained.
“Join us again next time for another adventure and another great legend of the hidden temple! Bye bye!” Kirk hollered.
“‘Legends of the Hidden Temple’ was taped on Nickelodeon Studios, Burbank, California.” Olmec explained.
The Nicktoons returned to Volcano Island.
“I guess that’s done with.” Danny explained.
Then, the computer began to beam. Ten keys have showed up.
“There’s ten more?!” Bolin asked, freaking out.
“They’re the secret ones. Ones located at Mouseville, Fortune City, Sackenhack, Wonderland, Littlebark Grove, Camp Weedonwantcha, Chalkzone, Tremorton, Podunkello and the Wayne, the worlds of Mighty Mouse, Hap McSweeney, Pinky Malinky, June Bailey, Harvey Beaks, Malachi/Seventeen/Brian, Snap, Jenny, Harpy Gee and Ansi/Timbers siblings, respectively.” Jimmy explained.
The fifteen geniuses began to search on the database. And the first secret key is located at Mouseville.
“That’s Mouseville, my hometown! My rodent senses are tingling!” Mighty Mouse hollered.
“Well, let’s head to Mouseville! No time to lose!” Jimmy hollered.
So, the team hopped inside the portal, marching to Mouseville, Mighty Mouse’s world.
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