Lincoln: I think you know what it means.
Death: *laughs* Yes I do.
*The two can see demon bandits with weapons and from Lincoln and Death perspective, they are trying to rob and destroy the place*.
Lincoln: Want to split it half?
Death: Why not, *he takes out his two weapons which were two sickles*.
Lincoln: This sure will be fun.
Death: *laughs* Indeed it will be.
Bandit #1: Alright fuckers, hand over the cash and we might not fuck you'll up.
Bandit #2: Yeah, what the boss said.
Lincoln: I don't think so.
Bandit #3: Who said that?
*The 3rd bandit didn't have to react as he feels claws going from behind his back and sees his own heart ripped out of his body*.
Lincoln: What a shame, I expect something challeging, but it's gotta be the fucking dumbasses with no sensitivity.
Bandit #4: JAROLD, YOU FUCKI----
Death: Now now, that's no way to speak to a child.
*The bandits frozed in fear when they saw Death himself*.
Death: *Sniff* *Sniff* *inhales* I just love the smell of fear.
Lincoln: *sniff* *sniff* It smells delicious.
*The Bandits tried to run away but both Lincoln and Death appeared in front of them*.
Death: Where are you'll going, we haven't even gotten to the fun part.
Lincoln: Allow us.
*Death slices the 2nd bandit with his sickles, why Lincoln rips the 1st Bandits leg off and then jabs it into his eye until he crushes his head*.
Lincoln: This way too easy.
Death: Too easy, anyways like I said earlier why don't you show some of your skills.
Lincoln: Sure, I do need a challenge, let's see if your strong as your seem to be.
Death: Oh your about to find out.
Lincoln: Mhm.
*Lincoln and Death left the bar and where walking around the streets*.
Lincoln: So how long have been doing your job, you know killing or taking the lifes of those didn't value them?
Death: So many, it's hard to tell when you have to go to different universes.
Lincoln: I can tell your job ain't easy to travel around, but the killing part it is.
Death: I just do what must be done.
Lincoln: Yeah, speaking of job, I have a couple of shitheads lives you can take.
Death: Give me the names.
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Lincoln Loud in Helluva Boss
FanfictionIn a tale as old as time, our protagonist Lincoln Loud is branded with the label of bad luck. Desperate to break free from his cursed fate, he attempts to flee, only to be ensnared by his so-called family's relentless pursuit. But just when all hope...
