A tale of two worlds || splatoon 2 fanfiction ||

||chapter three|| divided

Mem cake #3:

You paint the turf with graceful strokes

A watchful eye, I breath a sigh

From snipers perch, I go for broke

0u walked silently to the small room at the front of the short corridor, no soldiers being asked for. Other than 0u. 

There couldn't be, seeming as every other tank was either cracked and leaking, or just completely dark

But 0u couldn't take a hint if it was in front of her face, which it was.

She slipped on the top, chest plate, boots and glasses, and finally,  an inktank connected to an e-liter 4K with a scope. The 1:00 minute was long, and without the usual sounds of others slipping on gear, it felt emptier than it already was.

Of course, 0u didn't notice this.

For the last 30 seconds, she opened the hologram coding, which was a staff CQ80. She checked the log quickly to the most recent coding.

[tank_73 shutting down]

[tank_1a shutting down]

[bay_9j was successfully erased]

[tank_9j shutting down]

[opened :station_launchpad: to bay_0u_main.chr]

[opened bay_0u_main.chr from .tank_0u]

[tank_0u shutting down]

It seemed like her section was temporarily shut down, and she needed to go alone on this station. The portal shined awake, and she jumped into it immediately once opened.

She landed feet first on the phase three platform. Seems like the system wanted the goal to be protected than to have enough enemies. The doors were already opened, and she could hear footsteps at a medium pace, but no shooting or swimming.

"Heloooo? Any enemies? I'm here to take you out of here!" 0u heard from afar. The person didn't sound like a normal octoling, their voice wasn't high pitched, it was... lower. Bland was the only word that came to mind. Not high, not low. 

They didn't peek around the corner, because they automatically noticed the laser light coming from where 0u was pointing, which was right next to the side of the opening.

"Oh, hello. Can we chat?" They said, unserious.

"I am not allowed to 'chat'. My orders are necessary to uphold." 0u responded blankly.

"At least you said something.." the bland sounding  octoling mumbled. They seem to have shifted, which 0u recognized as them sitting down. 0u was unable to move unless she wanted the enemy to get an easy kill, so she waited a bit for them to make their move.

And then 5 seconds became ten, and ten seconds became thirty.

"The enemy shall first approach, and your mission is to target and destroy. You are allowed to ink turf, but that is not what the objective is, and any property damaged will be put against you" 0u recalled her first year training rule embedded inside her head since years ago.

"You see, I dont want the goal, I want you."

0u was struck with confusion, but not breaking her concentration or her aim. Why was the enemy conversing? Probably a tactic to let her guard down. She won't fall for it was what she told herself.