Meet the Super Louds

Royal Woods. A quaint little town in Michigan. While it was generally a peaceful place, it still had it's trouble with the criminal element. And a van load of them had just pulled up in front of the Royal Woods 1st National Bank. Four men dressed all in black and wearing ski masks emerged from the van, two carrying handguns and one with a shotgun. Meanwhile, inside, citizens were taking care of their own respective businesses, oblivious to the event about to take place. Among them were Lori Loud and her brother, Lincoln. Lincoln was holding a check in his hand and a smile on his face. "I gotta hand it to you." Lori said to him, a hand on his shoulder. "When you won that prize money, I half expected you to spend it on comic books or video games. But starting a savings account? That's pretty mature of you."

"Heh. Well, Mom and Dad have always said to put a little away for a rainy day. Besides, I have my allowance for that." Lori rolled her eyes but chuckled. Her smile soon faded, replaced by an uncomfortable look.

"Er...think you'll be alright for a little bit, Lincoln? I'll be right back." The young man nodded as Lori hurried off to the restroom. He had a feeling the line wouldn't be that much further along while she relieved herself. He rocked back and forth on his heels and toes as he waited. However, the peace was soon disrupted by the sounds of the glass doors being shattered and gunshots into the air. There was instant panic as everyone started screaming. Lincoln gasped and quickly hit the deck.

"Alright! Everyone down! Do what we say and no one gets hurt!" One of the bank robbers bellowed. The patrons of the bank were quick to obey. Lori, who had just finished in the bathroom, heard the gunshots and frowned. That clearly sounded like trouble. She crosses her arms in front of herself, like a vampire about to sleep in it's coffin, and started to glow with a bright light. When the light faded, Lori's outfit changed from her usual light blue tank top, shorts and sneakers into a red and blue leotard with white gloves and boots, a golden mask, and a large gold L adorned with wings on her chest. In reality, she was Lady Glori. She smirked as she took to the air, removing the grate from the air vent and silently flying through the vent network. Back in the bank lobby, the bank robbers had the employees at gunpoint, making them fill large sacks full of money. While they weren't paying attention, Lincoln took the opportunity to crawl away to find a place to hide. "That's it. Just keep filling the bags with loot and no one gets hurt...but if you even think of putting a dye pack in there, you're all gonna be swiss cheese."

"Sorry, boys, but your account is overdrawn." Came a voice from behind them. The fourth bandits turned to see Lady Glori standing before them, her hands on her hips.

"It's Lady Glori!" The bag holding goon gasped.

"Get her!" The one wielding the shotgun turned his weapon upon her and pulled the trigger. Lady Glori held out her hand as the weapon fired, the pellets impacting her hand, then falling to the ground, doing virtually nothing to her. Before he could take another shot, she yanked the weapon from his hand and broke it in half.

"Back off, little lady, or their blood will be on your hands!" One of the handgun crooks threatened, aiming the weapon at the frightened employees, along with his outlaw associates. Suddenly, a heavy metal chain whipped down on the weapons, breaking the barrels. The criminals dropped their useless weapons, turning their gaze to the source. A young man wearing a bronze armor chest plate and shoulder plates, black leather pants and boots, a chain mail helmet and a black mask over his eyes. His arms and legs were wrapped with thick steel chains. "Chain-Linc!" Before they could make another move, Lady Glori pounced, easily taking down one fiend originally armed with a shotgun. The other three made tracks, still carrying the bag of cash.

"Hey guys! Don't leave yet! You just won the grand prize in the bank's big raffle!" Chain Linc shouted.

"Really? What'd we win!?" The bag carrier asked, looking back at the young hero. A chain sprang out from under a desk, right in front of the legs of the fleeing felons.

"A free trip!" He quipped as the bank robbers ran right into the chain, which wrapped around all three pairs of legs, causing them to fall into a heap. Chain Linc snickered as he twirled his finger, the criminals getting tied up in the metal coils.

"A textbook takedown." The eldest Loud super sister said, binding the final crook's wrists with the barrel of his ruined weapon. "Well done, Chain Linc."

"Right back at you, Lady Glori." He responded, pulling out a small, pda like device and pressing a few buttons. "The police have been summoned. They should be here any second."

"Then we better move along." Lady Glori said, taking Chain Linc by the hand and flying out the door and off into the sky. "By the way….'A free trip'? Really?" She asked, giggling.

"Oh, like your 'account is overdrawn' line was any less cheesy?" Chain Linc retorted, the two of them laughing as they flew off.

Meanwhile, clear across the city, at a park near the Royal Woods reservoir, Lynn Sr and Rita Loud were spending a little time with some of their younger children, Lola, Lana and Lily. The twins were running around, playing and giggling, Rita was sitting on a picnic blanket with Lily in her lap, and Lynn Sr was grilling some hot dogs and burgers. "Bet you can't catch me, Lola!" Lana taunted, grinning back at her twin. However, Lola wasn't chasing her. She was standing still, looking toward the bushes closest to the reservoir. "Lola?"

"Shhhh…" she hushed Lana, pointing toward the bushes. After making sure no one else was around, she crept closer to the shrubs. Her keen hearing had picked up on someone rambling, but she couldn't quite make it out. She spotted a man with filthy gray hair, a ratted old trench coat, torn jeans and sneakers leaning on the railing by the water. She could only hear bits and pieces of random gibberish from there. She grins, extending a little scaly tail from under her gown and letting it slither over to the man. The tip of her tail had a tiny microphone attached.

"...I'll show them….call me crazy will they? Well, when I blow the reservoir, not only will Royal Woods be without clean drinking water, but it will be mostly flooded. Then, who will be the crazy one!?" Lola gasped, but then ducked into the bushes before the man could turn around. "Hmmm. Must be hearing things…" He turns back to the water, giving Lola a chance to run back to her family.

"Dad! Mom! Someone is planning to blow up the reservoir!" Lola said frantically, waving her arms around as she dashed over to them.

"W...what? Are you sure?" Lynn Sr asked in concern.

"Yes! I just heard them!"

"I'll check it out, honey. You stay here with the kids." Rita whispered, looking around to make sure they were alone. Once she was satisfied, she vanished in a blur of red, blue and yellow. She returned seconds later, her eyes wide open. "She's right! There's a bomb strapped to the southwest wall!" Lynn Sr frowned, holding his hand over the grill, absorbing the fire into his hand.

"In that case, let's go." He said seriously. His body was engulfed in flames and, once the fire faded, Lynn Sr's skin was covered by shining iron and his outfit changed into a chef's outfit, complete with a tall chef's hat. Rita nods, conjuring a blizzard from nowhere, the arctic wind swirling around her until it was impossible to see her. When the wind died down, she was wearing a white parka whose hood covered most of her face (but not her belly for some reason), thick white snow pants and ice blue snow boots. Lana pokes a button on her overalls and started to glow green. Her usual outfit of overalls and a shirt changed into a handyman's one piece work suit, steel toed work boots, leather work gloves, and a hard hat with a plastic visor over her eyes. On her chest was a crossed wrench and hammer, and she gained a utility belt around her waist. Lola smiles and stands on her toes of one foot, starting to spin. Glitter started to sprinkle from her fingers, completely covering her in shimmering particles. When she next moved, the glitter fell off her, revealing a bright pink pantsuit, glittery heels, a little pink cape, and a red mardi gras mask. Her tail stuck out the back of her pantsuit, curled up like a party whistle. Lily looks around at everyone and raises her arms, making a "rawr" noise. Her skin turned orange and furry, and stripes appeared in random places. "Ok, here's the plan. Miss Fix It, come with me. Glacial Gal, you, Tattle Tail and Tiger Lily see if you can apprehend the suspect."

"You got it, Iron Chef!" Miss Fix It gave her father a salute as she pulled a small metal disc from her belt. She tosses it in front of her as it expands and hovers a few inches off the ground. She hops on and flies off, The Iron Chef following suit, fire spitting from the soles of his shoes.

"Be careful you two…" Glacial Gal called out to them. She knew they would be, but she couldn't help but worry regardless. Tiger Lily transforms into a fully grown eagle and takes to the air, prepared to support them from above. Tattle Tail took her mother's hand and took her to where she found the rambling man.

"Yes…." He muttered quietly. "Five minutes from now, Royal Woods will experience its worst flood in years...followed by a very dry spell….hehehehe…."

"Hold it right there!" The madman turns on his heels, facing the two super ladies with an expression of malice.

"You're too late, super tools...the timer is already set and won't stop without my password…and you'll never get it from me!" He drew a pistol and pointed it at them. Before he could open fire, Tattle Tail opened her mouth and unleashed an incredibly loud scream in his direction. The high volume and frequency caused his ears incredible pain, forcing him to cover them. Glacial Gal took the opportunity to zip in and swipe his weapon.

"You shouldn't play with guns, young man!" She scolded him as she raised a hand, encasing his legs in ice. "Someone always gets hurt."

Meanwhile, Iron Chef and Miss Fix It were hovering beside the improvised explosive pasted to the side of the cement wall of the massive water basin. "Hmmmm. Seems a poor job….I think I can disarm it." The young super handywoman said, grinning as she pulled some tools from her pockets.

"Just be careful, Fix It. I'll be here to absorb the blast, but I'd rather there not be a blast at all with you right there..."

"No worries, Superdad." She responded, leaning closer as a little jeweler's eyepiece lowered from her hard hat over her right eye. "Ok….this little wire is the ground….this one...no, that leads to the ignition….this one….leads to the timer." She muttered, clipping a yellow wire. "Good...now I just need to….aha! There it is!" She cut the red wire next. "Ok. Just one…..there!" She finally severed the green wire, which caused the timer to stop, then power down. "There we go."

"Excellent work, Miss Fix It. Go back to your mother and sisters and inform them of the good news while I dispose of this thing."

"Can do, Iron Chef!" The little tool gal flew off on her hovering disc as the metal plated father started to try and remove the explosive.

"Here comes my sister. Looks like your plan is all wet." Tattle Tail taunted their trapped terror fiend.

"You think you've won!? I have a remote detonator!" He screamed, pulling a remote from his pocket and holding it up so they could see it. Before he could push the button, Tiger Lily swooped down and plucked it from his hand with her talons. "No!"

"Good girl, Tiger Lily!" The chilly speedster praised her youngest with a smile as she dropped the detonator into her mother's hand. Meanwhile, Iron Chef had pulled the device from the reservoir and flew far up into the air before he used his fire powers to ignite it. It exploded in his hand, but thanks to his armor plating, he didn't even flinch. "That takes care of that. Now we just need to inform the proper authorities."

"One step ahead of you, G. Gal!" Miss Fix It said, tapping the L insignia on her belt buckle.

"This isn't over….I will have my revenge on those who dared call me crazy!"

"Oh, shut up…" Tattle Tail said, rolling her eyes.

Several miles away, deep underground in a hidden stronghold, a group of men in tuxedos and a few scientists were standing within a cavernous room with massive super computers and monitors, which depicted maps of the major continents and/or lines of programming code. The scientists were checking some data being spat out from a printer while typing at a few keyboards. Most of the tuxedoed men were carrying assault rifles, and there were a few automated turrets tucked away in the corners of the room. There were only two doors in and out of the room, and one of them had just opened. A woman with a cold, stern face and short gray hair entered the room, glaring at everyone within. She was dressed in a military officer's uniform and walked in a stiff, purposely manner, carrying a large magnum revolver at her side. "Agent Cottonmouth! Status report!" She barked.

"All is going as scheduled, Commander Sidewinder." One of the scientists responded, not looking away from his work. "In seven short minutes, we will have full control of the country's stockpile of missiles."

"Excellent. Prepare to send our ransom to the leaders of the world."

"At once." She smirked slightly as she gazed up at the map of the US, peppered with red glowing circles.

"Soon enough, we will be rich beyond our wildest dreams...and I can begin phase two of my conquest." The commander declared, looking around at her hired muscle. Her smirk faded as she noticed one of her men: one with short blond hair, standing guard by the other door. "You there!"

"Yes, Commander?" He responded, snapping to attention.

"I don't recall seeing you around! Identify yourself!"

"Agent Hognose, Ma'am! I was transferred here recently from Belgium!" He answered promptly. Commander Sidewinder rubbed her chin a bit as she eyed him up and down.

"At ease, Hognose." She finally said, turning her back to him. The moment she had, he sidled over to the nearest console and stuck a small, circular device to it that looked like a mine. "By the way, your wife called. She wanted to make sure you are home in time for your anniversary...you know how I feel about personal calls to the headquarters."

"Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am. I will see to it that it doesn't happen again, ma'am."

"See that you don't. Oh, and by the way, agent…." She turns suddenly, drawing her weapon and pointing it at him. "...you aren't married!" The blond haired man raised his hands in front of him as all guns pointed in his direction. "Seize him and take him to the interrogation room. I will question him myself later."

"Yes, Commander!" Before any of them could make a move against him, sirens started to blare and the lights turned red.

"Commander! Someone is attempting to take control of our computer systems!"

"Who would dare!?" She screamed in outrage.

"That would be me." Came the calm voice of Lisa from all around them. "And for the record, I am not 'attempting' to seize control of your systems…" Her face suddenly appeared on all the monitors. "..I AM in control." She corrected them, proving her point by using the turrets to shoot the magnum out of the stern woman's hand. The armed minions opened fire at their own defenses, giving the one blond haired man the chance to make his move. He grabbed his tuxedo jacket and, in one swift motion, threw the entire ensemble onto one of the nearest guards. The odd man out was gone and in his place stood a young lady with long blonde hair, wearing a light green masquerade mask, a stylish seafoam green gown with white trim, teal knee high boots and gloves. Her name was Leni Loud, but most knew her as Fashion Plate, the mistress of disguise. With the confusion, she took the opportunity to sucker punch one of the other guards.

"Send in the reserves! On the double!" Commander Sidewinder shouted, holding her injured hand.

"Yes...about that. They are somewhat….preoccupied at the moment." Lisa informed her with a smug smile.

Meanwhile, out in the halls, armed and armored men were firing down at the corridor as a hulking, masked, brown haired girl in a red and white wrestling singlet and thick red boots came barreling down it toward them. Their bullets struck her and bounced off her, causing her to laugh. "Your bullets only tickle!" She bellowed as she plowed through the entire line of them like a bulldozer. Her name was Lynn Loud Jr, codename The Grappler.

"Your attempt to wrest control of our nations rocketry will be no more in a matter of seconds. Surrender is the most logical course of action for you." Lisa explained to the furious commander.

"That's what you think…Agent Pit Viper! Trigger the complex demolition sequence!" The scientist at the main console nodded, reaching for the keyboard. Before he could touch a single button, the dark blade of a scythe planted itself right in front of his fingers. He scrambled back, looking up to see a dark swirling portal before him. Lucy Loud slowly floated out, staring at the man in the lab coat. She was dressed in a black undertaker's suit, with a black shroud and top hat. Her family knew her as Lucy, but villains knew her as The Mystic Mortician.

"Go ahead and try…" she said in a monotone voice. "...it's your funeral." The scientist looked at the young girl with fear. The commander could read the writing on the wall and made a run for the door. "Oh no you don't. Klatu…" she began to chant, dark energy surrounding her hands. "...berata nikto!" A large, ghostly hand materialized in front of her, surging forward to grab the fleeing felon in an iron grip.

"Wonderful work, everyone." Lisa said as she turned the alarms off from within the computer. "Particularly you, Fashion Plate. Without your infiltration skills, I never would have gotten access to their mainframe."

"It was totes not a problem." Fashion Plate replied with a smile. Just then, The Grappler ripped one of the sliding doors right out of its frame, stepping inside.

"Somebody order a pile of mooks?" she asked, pointing out into the halls with a hearty laugh.

"Just leave them anywhere, Grappler." The little gothic mystic replied, a small smile on her face.

"The CIA have just arrived, super siblings. Please aid them in making arrests while I upload the contents of Sidewinder's computers to them, before performing a complete reformat."

"Sure thing, brainiac." The Grappler replied, leading the others out into the hall, Commander Sidewinder being pulled along behind Mystic Mortician.

Out of the whole super family, few were more public than Luna and Luan as super heroes. Not that the public knew their secret identities; simply that they made many more public appearances than the others. No big surprise, as they were performers even before they gained their powers. Lisa wasn't especially thrilled with the idea, but admitted that having members more open to the public could affect the team's public image positively. The two of them had just left Gus' Game and Grub, where a birthday party was being held. Luna was wearing a purple leather jacket with matching form fitting pants and a black belt with a skull shaped buckle, as well as spiked shoulder pads and leather boots. On her head were a pair of DJ headphones and a purple and black 'Phantom of the Opera' mask obscuring most of her face. Her favorite guitar was at her back and an iPod was at her side. Luan, on the other hand, was wearing a yellow and black harlequin costume with a matching jester's hat and a butterfly mask over her eyes. Sitting on her shoulder was her favorite dummy, Mr Coconuts. "It was a great show, Deci-Belle." The practical joker said with a smile.

"Sure was, April Fool, but what do you say we leave your little wooden friend at homebase next time?" Deci-Belle commented, looking at the puppet as it turned to meet her gaze.

"What'reya talkin' about? Chuckles here and I are a great team. Wit'out me, it'd be like having Abbot without Costello, or only one of the Three Stooges." Mr Coconuts said in a gruff voice.

"I think the parents back there beg to differ." Deci-Belle replied, rolling her eyes.

"Yeesh. Tell one joke about a lady with a mustache and all the mommy's lose their sense of humor….specially the one with the mustache."

"I hate to admit it, Mr Coconuts, but she's right. Stop being a 'dummy' or just let me do the talking, or else I may have to put you in the box." April Fool said, chuckling a bit at her dummy pun, but then snapping to a serious look.

"Whoa! Let's not get all crazy here. We can discuss it like reasonable adults and puppets…." His eyes widened, holding out his hands as if to say stop. Before they could pursue the topic any further, they heard someone scream from nearby.

"Duty calls, super sis." Deci-Belle declared, pulling her guitar from her back. She plucks a few strings and a large, glowing guitar shaped construct appeared in front of her. The two super siblings hopped aboard and flew off into the air, Mr Coconuts holding on to April Fool's shoulder.

Up ahead, a cargo truck at the top of the hill had a minor failure creating a serious problem. The back door lock had broken, causing it's cargo of molasses barrels to fall out and roll down the hill. Citizens were fleeing in terror from the heavy metal drums, but one little girl carrying a giraffe plush ended up tripping on the sidewalk. She looks back in horror as the steel container bore down on her. She closed her eyes, bracing herself for impact. Before it could hit her, a whip cracked loudly, along with the sound of western music. This made her open her eyes, seeing the barrel inches in front of her face, held in place by a glowing sonic whip. Said whip was connected to an iPod, being held by Deci-Belle. "Excuse me, Luv, but I gotta whip it, and whip it good." She said in her British accent, tossing the barrel over to more stable ground.

"Thanks, Deci-Belle." The young girl said, smiling up at her.

"No thanks necessary, mate. You better get yourself to safety, or you could get flattened." She lashed with her whip to catch another barrel, the child nodding before taking cover in a toy store. Meanwhile, further down the hill, the barrels were starting to catch up with the crowd. However, before they got too close, something stretched across the street between them and death by thick, syrupy goo. Something yellow and black, and rubbery started catching the barrels midroll.

"Whew. That was close." Came the voice of the April Fool, her head stretching up from the left side of the road. "These drums had you 'over a barrel'. Hahahaha! What a 'sweet' pun. How do I 'sorghum' up with this stuff? Hahahaha!" The now saved civilians wanted to groan at her terrible puns, but seeing as how she saved their necks, they let it slide. Mr Coconuts climbs over his owner and approaches the crowd.

"Ok, people! Nothing to see here. Just a cartoony superheroine saving yer bacons from being pancaked by syrup! Ah no...now she's got me doing it…" The dummy complained. "..and what's worse, now I'm hungry!"

"You doing alright there, April Fool?" Deci-Belle asked, tossing another barrel into the pile she started, the truck's drivers running down to start collecting the barrels.

"Just fine, Deci-Belle. Just stretching my legs. Hahahaha!" Deci-Belle sighed as she aided the workers in getting the molasses drums out of the super jester's gut and onto the flat sidewalk.

"That should do it." The super rocker said, as April Fool placed the last barrel at the top of the stack. "You blokes should bring your truck back down and fix up that lock 'fore you try that again, right? Cheers." She said before the drivers could reply to her, letting her goofy sister and little wooden friend onto her flying construct before they flew off to who knows where.

Thirty minutes later, the two super girls and living dummy made their way out to the suburbs of Royal Woods. They could see their house from their place in the sky, but they fly right over it. They couldn't just walk in through the front door in their super costumes, naturally. Fortunately, their genius younger sister had set up several secret entry points both in and out of the house and their headquarters. The two fly their way to the junkyard, Deci-Belle dismissing her ride as they land. Mr Coconuts stood watch as April Fool opened an old, rusty refrigerator. She punches a few buttons on a hidden keypad within. A panel opened up at the floor of the appliance. One more check to make sure they weren't followed and the two heroines jumped in, followed closely by the living puppet. The three were zipped through a specially designed tube, which brought them to the secret underground lair of the Loud Family. Lady Glori, Chain Linc, Fashion Plate, Grappler, and the Mystic Mortician were already there, speaking with the Iron Chef on a massive monitor over a massive supercomputer. Lisa's head was hovering in the corner of the screen, but she was also laying slumped beside the cpu. "...in the end, the deranged suspect was apprehended and his plot to flood the city put to an end."

"And our mission to infiltrate and defeat Commander Sidewinder's organization was equally successful." Lisa interjected, her head vanishing from screen. The eyes of the unconscious body suddenly opened, glowing slightly as she stood up, a slight grinding sound here as she rose. "Hmmmm. It appears the joints of my synthetic body requires oiling." She muttered to herself.

"Linc and I managed to stop a bank robbery. Nothing special." Lady Glori said, patting her younger brother on the back.

"Sounds like we had the easy job today." Deci-Belle commented as she joined the group in front of the computer. "We stepped in to stop barrels full of molasses from crushing civilians."

"Sounds to me like we were all on a roll today." April Fool quipped, laughing it up as some of her sisters groaned, but Iron Chef laughed.

"Good one, AF. And good work everyone. I'm proud of all of you." He told them. "We'll be back later, after we've finished our picnic. We'll see you all at home then."

"See you later, Super Daddy." Fashion Plate replied as the screen went blank.

"I dunno about the rest of you, but I think we earned a break." Chain Linc said, pulling off his helmet. "I'll be in my room, playing some games."

"Sounds like a plan. I wanted to get some rollerblading in before dinner." Grappler said as her body mass returned to normal. The other Loud siblings all started to head to the zoom tubes that lead back to their house, all chatting about what they planned to do. All except Lisa. She had stepped over to the supercomputer, clearing her throat.

"Computer. Access personal log of Logical Intelligent Synthetic Automaton." She said clearly. "Password: Supernova."

"Access approved. Welcome back, LISA." The computer responded in a monotone voice. "We can begin recording when you are ready."

"Lisa's Log. I am pleased to report four missions successfully handled by our group, name still pending. It has been two weeks since the anomalous incident which granted us extraordinary abilities far beyond that of mortal humans. Spirits and morale seem at an all time high, and the family seems to be blending their crime fighting duties and personal lives quite well thus far. However, if my analysis of Lincoln's comic books (done purely as a reference) are any indication, this may very well only be the beginning. After all, if the incident that gave us our powers isn't unique, and any unsavory characters were also gifted with powers, we may be in for some significant trials ahead...of course, we cannot say for certain that could happen. Only time will tell, and we will have to be ready when it happens. Lisa out."

AN: I had actually finished writing this some time ago, but had my focus more on finishing Lincoln Loud and the Ghoul School at the time, so it kinda fell by the wayside. Been on kind of a superhero kick lately, so I decided to look this one back up, edit it a bit, and throw it to the wall to see if it stuck. Not an origin chapter just yet; that will come sometime later. However, I will leave you with a quick bio on each of the Louds' superpowers, but not their weaknesses just yet (those will be made known in the fullness of time).

First, Lori Loud is Lady Glori. She's pretty much Superman, with super strength, flight, and near invulnerability. However, her powers can increase and decrease based upon her closeness to her family (both in proximity and how close she feels to them). The more of her family near her and the closer she feels to them, the more powerful she is.

Leni Loud is Fashion Plate. While possessing no actual superpowers, she does have incredible skill in disguise and impersonation. This makes stealth and infiltration missions a breeze for her. She also knows a little bit of martial arts to protect herself and her family.

Luna Loud is Deci-Belle. She can channel music into her iPod to create sonic based weaponry, depending on the kind of music. She can also create a sonic guitar construct for her and her siblings to travel on with her faithful instrument, or unleash powerful sound waves from her axe. WIth her headphones, she is also resistant to audio based compulsion attempts.

Luan Loud is the April Fool. She is pretty much a toon, giving her the power to squash and stretch herself at will, pull her gag based weapons from behind her back, take a lot of punishment and bounce right back, and escape from most restraints and prisons. At her side is her sentient puppet partner, Mr Coconuts, who's only power is that he's a living dummy.

Lynn Loud is The Grappler. She can increase her body mass and strength at will, turning her into a mighty bruiser whenever she needs to. The increased mass also gives her tougher skin and muscles, making her practically bullet proof and incredibly difficult to hurt. With her sports skills and brawling expertise, she's the group's primary muscle.

Lincoln Loud is Chain Linc. He possesses the power to control and manipulate chains, ropes, cords, wires, cables, pretty much anything similar (though it works best with chains). He is a practicing chain fighter, using the metal coils usually on his arms to great effect in close to mid range combat. If he needs to travel fast, he can also swing on them like Spiderman.

Lucy Loud is The Mystic Mortician. Taught dark magics by a master of the arcane arts, Master Necromos, Lucy is the magical expert of the team. Along with her arcane talents, she can create portals for rapid travel with her scythe, speak to the dead, and even briefly see the last moments of any of the recently deceased she comes into contact with.

Lana Loud is Ms Fix It. A genius with mechanical hardware, she created a wide array of gadgets and tools for her and her family to fight crime. She also has a natural talent for speaking with animals (but she could do that even before she got super powers).

Lola Loud is Tattle Tail. As her name suggests, she grew a tail when she got her powers. Her tail has a little microphone, allowing her to covertly listen to conversations at a distance. Her hearing is also enhanced, giving her the ability to hear through walls and doors with each. In a pinch, she has a powerful screech attack to immobilize those who threaten her or her family, but cannot use it for long or in rapid succession.

Lisa Loud is the Logical Intelligent Synthetic Automaton. Her consciousness was sent into her computer, basically turning her into an AI. She can inhabit their headquarters' super computer or a custom Lisa android that she and Ms Fix It created. As an AI, she can download information right to her own memory, making her knowledge near limitless, as well as making her a master hacker. As an android, she has a number of offense and defense options to protect herself and her family should situations turn to blows.

Lily Loud is Tiger Lily. Her molecular structure is quite unstable, giving her the ability to transform into pretty much anything she wants. However, she mainly sticks to animals, as animals are what she really knows. Fortunately for her, she doesn't have to turn into baby animals, but can become fully grown creatures.

Lynn Loud Sr is The Iron Chef. He can control fire and cover his body in thick iron plating by igniting himself with flames. The iron plates are incredibly resiliant, capable of withstanding blasts that would render a tank inoperable. He can also turn basic incredients and spices into a variety of projectiles when he needs to keep his distance, but can't safely use fire.

and finally (at the moment), Rita Loud is Glacial Gal. She can manipulate ice and snow, and can travel at incredibly fast speeds. She also has a innate parental radar, allowing her to sense where her children are up to a certain distance. She can't see them or hear them, simply know their location as long as they are on the same plane and not exceeding her distance limit.

More heroes and heroines may come in the future, along with, of course, super villains. But one step at a time. First introduce the main heroes and see how they fare. Here's hoping you enjoy the story, and may good fortune shine on you all until we meet again.