Life In The Promised Land: An Agent 3 x Agent 8 Story

Chapter 1: The Promised Land Awaits!

"The elevator?" Pearl said through the mic with suspicion as it randomly haulted

"Why'd it stop? Something happen?" Marina said through the mic aswell. 

"GYYYYAH!" Captain Cuttlefish said as he was tied up under a small UFO. "Agent 8 helllllp me!" 

"Wait a minute... Is that?" Pearl said in disbelief as Agent 8 looked up at the pillar.

"AGENT 3?!" Marina gasped as she saw him turn around, almost possessed by the evil cyan ink, with his glowing eyes.

Agent 3 held his Heroshot Replica with both of his hands, and  swooped down the pillar with his cape following behind him as he splashdowned while superjumping.

"EIGHT! Stay safe out there!" Pearl said loudly through the mic. "WERE COMING ON THE HELI!" 

After the splashdown, Agent 3 immediately followed up with a Curling Bomb Launcher and they bounced off the railings  of the elevator. Agent 8 painted a wall and climbed up gaining the height advantage.

"I gotta get close to him somehow..." Agent 8 said. She threw a splat bomb and got Agent 3 stuck in the ink. 

"H-help m-me." Agent 3 mumbled as he rolled out of the ink and used the Baller, as he was now inside of a small hamster ball. 

"Agent 3?! What's wron-" Agent 8 said before she was knocked back to the railings from the blast radius of Agent 3's Baller. Getting sent back at full power, hitting the railings with her arm first and losing control of her grip, sending her Octoshot flying.

"O-owww." Agent 8 squealed trying to hold back her tears from the pain in her right arm. 

"Face it 10,008." Agent 3 said in an almost robotic voice as he spoke. "No other test subject has tried SO hard to foil my plans before, you're a special case I see." Agent 3 said as he began walking slowly towards Agent 8 trying to recover.

Agent 8 whimpered as she got up and held her right arm when her left, trying to limp towards her Octoshot, which wasn't getting her that far.

"But NO ONE will stop me from achieving the vision my brilliant professor envisioned for me 12,000 years ago. I shall not let his time and effort creating me go to waste." Agent 3/Tartar said. "And with this perfect disguise as a fellow ally to those filthy people, those worthless pieces of life will be tricked and eliminated easily." He said.

"N-no.. Those are my f-friends" Agent 8 said weakly as she reached out her arm to grab her Octoshot, only to have her arm stepped on my Agent 3's Hero Runner Replicas, causing even higher levels of pain and agony.

"OOOOOWWWWWW" Agent 8 squealed loudly as tears began falling out of her eyes.

"You put up a valiant effort, 10,008. But it was all in tremoundous vain. Say goodbye to these *friends* and this worthless cesspool of a city." Tartar said through Agent 3 as he pulled out his Hero Shot Replica pinning Agent 8 down as he was just about to fire.

"GET OFF ME YOU CRAZY GEL!" Agent 3 said through the mind control as he grabbed the hero shot with his left hand and tossed it across the floor of the elevator. Attempting to take the mind control Ink off his head.

"STOP FIGHTING BACK YOU SLIMY LITTLE SQUID" Tartar said as he used Agent 3s left arm and punched him in his own stomach.

"A-Agent 3.." Agent 8 said as she picked up her Octoshot with her left hand and slowly limped over to Agent 3. 

Tartar finally overpowered Agent 3's body and began to use his right arm  to strike a punch directly at his face. 

"Perish along with this so called promised land-" Tartar said before the punch stopped right as it touched Agent 3's nose.