Impurity

You can't hold me back- #7

Marina was vaguely aware of the fact she's gotten used to life in the gorge. Her days in a rhythm, a schedule which had changed a bit as time went one. Vector was out and about as a spy on the surface he would stay long enough to give an update, then leave. She didn't have any clue how long she was down here, but she assumed it's at least been months. Maybe a year. Didn't matter to her that much.
Squid sisters were still just as popular as ever, they released a new album that got more popular than their old album. Whatever. That wasn't exactly big news to her, the squid sisters have always been relevant, it seemed. The new pop star duo, Vanilla and strawberry-chan, released a hit single "Pop drop ice cream scoop" and they skyrocketed into big time popularity and took over the news segment where they announce the stages. Vector gave her a MP3 so she could listen to some of their music. She quietly listened to the bright bubbly voices over a bright electronic loop, and said;
"That was fucking trash." then crushed it under her boot. Now in pieces and broken beyond repair. He didn't seem very surprised and kinda shrugged and moved on.
Supposedly everyone forgot about Marina and assumed she fled to some country in the middle of buttfuck nowhere. Good. That was better.
Her dreams had changed a bit. She still dreamed about... Pearl. Her bright cheery voice haunted her, days which she had that dream were the hardest out of them all. She also dreamed of screaming and crying as the traitors of Octavio and inklings were slaughtered under her foot. Those Dreams were much better. She loathed inklings and traitors with a passion, despite loathing Octavio as well. A ball of contradictions, Marina is. A part of her secretly was scared- Speaking of Octavio, Octavio's plan that he had been meticulously working on getting right, the brainwashing being just right, ironing all the kinks and details out, and most importantly; the tunes. He was unoriginal as always and was working on building up his army by demanding everyone cut their tentacles off. Marina included, which she did. It was an odd sensation, her head felt so much lighter, and looking down at the tentacles writhing on the ground, and feeling hers sloooowly grow back was just creepy as shit; to be frank.
Later she watched Vector cut off the giant blob on his head and she's never felt so.. Unsettled before. With a giant pair of gardening shears he raised up and in a swift motion, the blob fell off his head and onto the floor. She stared and stared, as like spiders the 4 tentacles withered out of its cocoon and squirmed onto the floor.
She had nightmares about it during her midday nap. She never slept during the night these days, usually taking a 4 hour nap during the afternoon got her through everything, with the help of a few Kraken Energy drinks (trademarked). Kimiko tried to tell her a few times that it was "unhealthy" and her body was "going to quit on her. Bulllshit. Kimiko eventually dropped it after being told to shut up a few times. The good thing about sleeping through the day was that Pearl never appeared in her dreams. She did however, get a startling amount of dreams of a "hip and cool" kraken screaming about energy drinks whilst riding a skateboard.
Maybe she should worry about that.

Either way, it seemed that it would be any day now that octavio's shitty plan was ready to come into fruition. Today was the day he ordered his remaining army to their stations, she didn't really see the point but whatever.
Marina then realized it was unclear to her if he was going to attempt to steal the zapfish again, she really hadn't paid attention to what they were doing- WAIT where the fuck are Kimiko and Vector going?!
"Where the hell are you going?!"
"Hm?" kimiko looked behind her. "O-oh! W-well I just got orders-"
"Orders?!"
"Y-yes. You see Octavio-"
"He stationed us elsewhere." Vector finishes, and shrugs, lit cigarette in his hand. The smoke floats up to the sky and disappears.
"...Oh."
"Yeah... Sorry about your mech but it's almost finished right?"
"....Yeah."
"Don't look so sad! I'll-"
"You little assuming-ass bitch! I don't give a shit!"
Kimiko looked shocked, saddened, then disappointed.
"Okay."

Marina finished it that night. The mech shone and gleaned against the heavy artificial lights, and reached the very top of the ceiling. It was huge. It was also hideous. Made entirely of scrap parts and anything they could have found, it was both trashy and dirty, and not aesthetically pleasing. Clashing colors and patterns adorned the masterpiece that vaguely looked like a gundam model. It only looked like it because she found one in the trash and thought it was a good start.
Now that it was done, it was time for a test drive.

She climbed up and into the cockpit, and pressed a button. It hummed and after a minute seemed to be willing to work. Excellent.
For the controls, they found a wheel that seemed to be for a Sii U controller, with a few tweeks it seemed to be fine for movement. She carefully titled the wheel left. It responded to her touch like a dream, and the legs slowly moved in that direction.
She turned it off and slid out.

Now that she had it... what wa she to do with it?

Revenge. A voice said.

This had all been for revenge. Against them. WHo cares what happens or who tries to stop you. You deserve to get revenge. They are the ones at fault. Not you. They are awful horrible people with frivolous ideas in their empty heads. Hideously ugly species who deserve to die horribly. They only have more limbs. Malarky-ass bullshit!
She forced aside any other voices in her head who could have contradicted that one. She didn't have a single person who could have told her otherwise.
All alone. Only Octavio remained.

That morning she came over to "Royal Remix Room" only to be waved away.
"The song is only missing the final glitches, from me of course. Leave me alone until it's done. "

That translates in her mind as "fuck off"which she did.
Being alone she decided to fuck around with her newly built mech. Destroying the natural beauty of the gorge by pressing bright buttons from a baby toy to pick up and throw rocks of gigantic proportions. Her heart longed to do the same in inkopolis.

And.
It
Was
At
That
Moment
She realized.
Nothing held her back anymore. There was nothing, nobody to yell her she couldn't do a thing. There was no reason for her to not do it. Other than her own qualms. But she wasn't a pussy right?

"I am not. "
And she took the cheap plastic wheel, into her hands, and tilted it forward.