The Octobot King

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{Nathan's POV}

The arena inside of the final kettle was cold and silent. The air was tense, and the lights were dim. "So... Now what?" Isabelle asked.

This is too weird, I thought. I was expecting something to happen...

My thoughts were interrupted by a flash of blinding light.

When my sight was restored, Isabelle and I were face-to-face with a huge mech with blinking lights and loud dubstep music coming from it.

Inside was a large octopus with a kabuto helmet, spinning records and grinning maniacally.

"WELCOME!" His shrill, earsplitting voice reverberated all through the arena. "I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU, YOU LITTLE PESTS!"

"Who are you?!" Isabelle shouted. "Are you the one behind all of this chaos?"

"I AM DJ OCTAVIO!" He continued. "AND I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU. ARE YOU THE ONES THAT KEEP DISABLING MY LOVELY OCTOWEAPONS?!"

"So what if we are?" I replied. Octavio shot me a dirty look. "...QUITE THE SASSY ONE, AREN'T YOU..."

"NEVER MIND THAT!" He shouted. "YOU TWO ARE THE LAST HURDLE BETWEEN ME AND TOTAL CONTROL OF INKOPOLIS! BOY, I CAN'T WAIT TO DUBSTOMP YOU INTO OBLIVION!"

"Dub...Stomp?" Isabelle said in confusion. "Just roll with it," I replied quietly.

"...WHY ARE YOU TWO JUST STANDING THERE?" Octavio asked. I responded, "I mean, do we really need to fight? We could just settle this over a cup of coffee and be done with it..."

"OR, WE COULD SETTLE IT WITH GIANT MECHANICAL FISTS INSTEAD?" He said.

"Yeah, with giant mechanical -- wait, what?"

Before I knew it, a giant fist was sent hurtling towards me. In an attempt to delay my inevitable death, I repeatedly shot it. "WHY OH WHY COULDN'T WE HAVE JUST SETTLED THIS PEACEFULLY?!" I cried.

Then it hit me -- I wasn't being squished. I slowly opened my eyes, and saw a dizzy Octavio inside a slightly cracked dubstep mech. "Nathan!" Isabelle shouted. "I know how to weaken him! Shoot the fists and give him a taste of his own medicine!"

I nodded. Octavio had already flown off to another section of the arena, so we had no choice but to follow him.

"TIME TO SETTLE THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!" Octavio shouted while sending another fist flying towards us. "Now!" I shouted. Isabelle and I raised our weapons and shot as quickly as we could. It was sent flying right into Octavio.

"OWW!" He shouted. "GUESS WE CAN'T SETTLE IT WITH JUST FISTS, HUH? HOW ABOUT WE SETTLE THIS WITH LASERS TOO?!"

"Get out of the way!" I shouted. Isabelle and I ducked away, just barely avoiding the large laser sent straight for us. "That's not fair!" I whined. "How come we can't use lasers and giant fists and other cool stuff like you?"

"OH." Octavio said. "SORRY. WANT ME TO EVEN IT OUT A BIT?" Isabelle replied, "Please do."

"ALRIGHT! TO EVEN THE ODDS A BIT, I GET TO USE GIANT MISSILES AS WELL!"

"Sounds great! That really -- WHAT?!"

When Isabelle and I looked up, an enormous missile was headed straight for us. "It's just like the fists, Nathan!" Isabelle shouted. "Shoot it and send it right back!" I wildly shot the missile in an attempt to send it back, and just barely avoided being squashed.

When Octavio recovered from the impact, there was only one thing he saw at first -- me cowering in the corner like the coward I am. "HAHAHAHA!" He cackled. "HOW PATHETIC! I HONESTLY THOUGHT THAT THIS WOULD BE MORE OF A CHALLENGE, BUT IT'S A PIECE OF CAKE!"

He grabbed the controls of his mech and flew away. "IF YOU ACTUALLY WANT TO TRY AND DEFEAT ME, I'LL BE WAITING OVER HERE! I'LL GIVE YOU, UH, FIVE MINUTES TO RECONSIDER YOUR LIFE CHOICES. I'LL JUST BE OVER HERE WAITING. PEACE! BUT NOT REALLY PEACE!"

Isabelle put her hand on my shoulder. "Nathan, it's alright. We've come this far. We can kick his butt- I'm sure of it." I didn't care. "But what if we don't?!" I cried. "What if we die here?! Octavio will succeed and turn Inkopolis into an unbearable mix of dubstep and dictatorship!"

Isabelle crouched down next to me and replied, "But we won't. As long as we have each other, we can get through this. We're a team, and we always will be if we stick together. Promise me that you'll calm down and we can pulverize Octavio- together."

I smiled. "It's a deal."

"TIME'S UP, LOSERS!" Octavio shouted. "DO YOU WANT TO SURRENDER YET, LIKE THE LITTLE CRYBABIES YOU ARE?!" I stood up, and readied my Hero Shot. "If you want Inkopolis, you'll have to pry it from my COLD DEAD HANDS!" I screamed.

"BRING IT ON, BABY!" Octavio replied while readying two fists. I looked at Isabelle and nodded. We split into different directions in order to take them both out at the same time.

Octavio didn't waste any time against us -- as soon as he recovered, he readied more lasers to pick us off. He was aiming at Isabelle, but I managed to bait him into using the laser at me.

"Over here, loser!" I shouted. "Your mixtape has less fire than a box of wet matches!" He shot the laser at me, allowing Isabelle to take care of another fist. I barely slipped away. Octavio was getting visibly exhausted. Just a few more attacks, and he would be done for.

"IMPOSSIBLE!" He shouted. "I HAVE THIS INCREDIBLE WEAPON WITH LIMITLESS POTENTIAL -- WHY AM I GETTING MY BUTT HANDED TO ME BY TWO WORTHLESS, MEDDLING KIDS?!"

"The answer is quite simple, Octavio!" Isabelle pointed her gun and shouted, "As long as we're together, it's hopeless for you! Two against one, Octavio!" Octavio maniacally grinned. "OH REALLY? I THOUGHT IT WAS ONE ON ONE! JUST LET ME PICK OFF THIS OTHER ONE THEN!"

At first, I didn't notice the gigantic missile headed straight for me...

...Until Isabelle pushed me out of the way.

A blinding flash and deafening explosion filled the area, sending everyone and everything flying.

When I came to, I saw Isabelle lying on the ground in a gargantuan puddle of Octarian ink. Her body was covered in injuries and Octo ink, and she was completely motionless.

"No..." I said. "...It can't be..."

"...ISABELLEEEEEEE!"

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wow the last time I updated this, I was still in school
Sorry for the delay guys! I was super busy aaa
But now that it's summer, I can write and update way more often!
So look forward to it!
-Toasty McMomFriend

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