Inkblot [A Splatoon2 Fanfic]

Chapter Twenty

    Recess was just starting at an ordinary daycare close to the center of Inkopolis. The children ranging from ages 3-6 were running out to play on the playground, some by themselves others holding hands with friends.

    One small Octoling in blue was playing with his toys close to the sandbox, when he noticed another kid sitting somewhere by himself, balled up and with his head down. The other kid was an Inkling, that's what he looked like at least, lil' blue boy couldn't tell with how bundled up the kid was; a large knit hat, scarf, fluffy jacket and gloves. It wasn't even cold out...

    "Hi! Wanna play?" He asked him.

    The kid didn't answer. Thinking he didn't hear very well, lil' blue boy crouched down and spoke up.

    "Are you sad? Wanna talk?"

    This time the kid let out a light groan. He didn't sound very well...

    "What wrong?" An Inkling wandered over, she was probably only 3 years old. "Sicky?" She pointed at the boy.

    "Are you sicky?" Lil' blue boy asked.

    The kid fell over then, letting out a deep groan that slowly grew into a scream. Lil' blue boy reached out to touch him and in seconds a black substance was latched onto his hand.

    Across the playground two teachers, one an Inkling the other an Anemone, looked out over all the children as they played. Ms. Inkling hadn't been paying too much attention until she heard screams. She looked in the direction of the noise to see a terribly horrific sight.

   There was... something covered in a sticky black substance, and it was grabbing two children and absorbing them into the black. The teachers' eyes went wide in fear, and she stumbled to grab the attention of Ms. Anemone while blowing her whistle.

    "Everyone inside! Get inside right now!"

   By now the rest of the children noticed and were running inside screaming. The other teacher quickly caught on and rushed to grab some of the tiny kids that were unaware of the trouble. At that point the black had absorbed the two children, and was bigger. Large, blank white eyes opened on the mass and it screamed as long, inky arms shot out from it. One grabbed another Octoling that was running away and pulled her in too; the last thing heard was her scream...

    The two teachers got everybody inside and slammed the glass doors just as the mass threw itself at them, ramming into the glass and splattering black all over. All the teachers could hear was the earsplitting screech from the mass as it tried to force the door open and the children's crying.

    "What the hell was that?!" Ms. Anemone.

   "I don't know! Call the police, I've got the door!" The Ms. Inkling yelled at her.

   Ms. Anemone hesitated, but she went running to get the phone, a few of the children following her to cling to her legs and cry.

"Children—children please! We'll do something about this I promise!"

She finally managed to reach the phone; at least seven of the little ones were surrounding her and getting tears and snot on her pants. She hurriedly dialed 911, getting close to hyperventilating as she waited for an answer.

"911, what's your emergency?"

There was a loud crash.

"Hello? Is anyone there? Are you hurt?"

"...send... help..."

"What's going on? Are those kids screaming—ma'am, what's happening?!"