Chapter 12: Introducing My Brother, Part 3
-Years can pass in a flash, and changes can be big or small. But the essence will always be the same-
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In Great Lakes City, in a hospital, a large, muscular young man was fighting for his life. Young fighter and sportive prodigy Mason Garrett London, the great promise of boxing and MMA and the youngest to reach the heavyweight division with a guaranteed place in the UFC Hall of Fame, was now in critical condition; forty-five percent of his body was bandaged and fifty-two percent was in a cast.
The boy arrived at the emergency room near death. The operations that saved his life lasted fifteen hours straight.
The worst is over, but he still has a long way to go, as the damage he sustained left him in a coma.
His worried parents listen to Dr. Larry Marks diagnosis in his office, accompanied by the chief of the police department and Larry's twin brother. Officer Gary Marks
Larry proceeded to read Mason's injuries for the listing:
skull fracture and brain contusion
Nose fracture
partial fracture on the right side of the jaw
right elbow fracture
He lost his upper teeth from the fourth to the seventh, and he also lost the first and second lower teeth.
He sustained severe spinal damage
partial fracture of the left clavicle
partial fracture of the humerus
complete fracture of the scaphoid in the right hand
partial fracture of the left forearm
partial fractures in the left metacarpal
open fractures of the left proximal and middle phalanges
open fracture of the right proximal and middle phalanges
Tendons damage
Open fractures in the fourth rib and remove the right rib
total fracture of the left seventh rib
partial fracture of the sternum
total fracture of the left femur
severe damage to the liver, pancreas, and stomach
The right lung was perforated with a rib fracture and cardiac contusion
The doctor stopped the list of injuries since he saw how Mason's mother was crying and his father was burning with anger. "This is hardly half of his wounds."
Mason's mother cried on her husband's shoulder. "My child. How could they do this to my child?"
Mason's father hit the doctor's desk, breaking it in two. "My son is fighting for his life; he was stronger than me, and yet they left him in pieces. Whoever is responsible for doing this to my son, I want them to be found."
The officer understood the helplessness and anger Mason's parents felt when they saw their son in such bad condition. "Unfortunately, it will be difficult. We have already spoken to his friends, and they said they had seen nothing. Maybe yes, but they are too afraid to speak. When we found them, they seemed to be running from something."
"And what about those who called the ambulance and the police?" Mason's father asked
"I'm afraid there will be no point in interrogating them. Two teenage girls and a little girl were accompanying a blind boy. But don't worry, we will catch those responsible."
Mason's parents leave the hospital, leaving the officer and the doctor behind.
The doctor looked at the police chief worriedly. "Gary. Don't promise the impossible."
The chief of police Gary sighed as he left. "I know, Larry, I know that even if we find the one we're looking for, we can't do anything without bringing in his faction first." Gary looked at the pictures and read Mason's file. This is not done by many people with blunt weapons. One man did it.
Larry watched the file with his brother. "This boy surpassed his father and his trainers, who were world champions in wrestling. Yet his damage was worse than we could imagine. How could someone be this strong?"
"I don't know, Larry... but whatever he is, he must be a fighting beast. And though I know I shouldn't be saying this... he must be the strongest man in the world"
Back to Royal Woods, more specifically the Loud House, at 8:30 a.m. The Loud waited for breakfast to be ready at the large table while Lincoln cooked, wearing a pink apron his father had given him with the phrase I'm a Happy Little Muffin" printed in both plain and braille.
"Who wants heart-shaped chocolate chips on rainbow waffles?" Lincoln asked. The younger sisters confirmed, except for Lucy. "Don't worry, Lucy. Your black pancakes with dark chocolate skulls will be ready in a minute." Lincoln had several bowls of different-colored batter and three waffles. With his remarkable organization, even though he was blind, he could create original culinary works of art that were visually pleasing and satisfying in terms of aroma and flavor.
Lincoln has finished making pancakes for his entire family. For the youngest four, a stack of rainbow waffles and Lucy's black pancakes Some normal pancakes for the rest of his family and some pink pancakes with strawberry syrup in the shape of a heart for Leni, which makes Lynn, Luna, and Lucy jealous. Everyone was grateful for their breakfast, but the girl ate it without much encouragement, which was already worrying Lincoln because Leni hadn't spoken to him since he helped catch Robert in the garden.
As Lincoln ate, he felt something climb up his leg and land on his crotch. From the shape of the body and how it was, he deduced that it was Lynn who was sitting in front of him; he knew it was her bare foot. Lynn was caressing Lincoln's pants.