At last we meet, my so-called foe.
But is our fate to spray this hate?
Perhaps we'll learn in depths below...
- Mem cake A02 Far-Out Station
_____________________________________________~ Two years ago ~
Agent 8's POV
After a long walk I finally made it to one of the Octarian Army's bases. I walked in and was met with all types of Octarians running around.
"Hey, you!"
I turned around and saw an elite pointing at me.
"Go do your job! Which squad are you supposed to be leading?"
"I'm new, ma'am," I said shyly.
"New? But you're an elite."
"I have connections with King Octavio."
"Ah. I'll have you go with Marina Ida, she might be able to teach you a few things. Follow me."
She lead me back outside of the building and into the foyer where Marina and her squad were getting ready to head out.
"Ida, elite soldier number 10,008 is going to tag along for now. She's new and needs some guidance."
Marina looked at me and smiled. "Okay! What's your name?"
I quickly thought of a fake name to go by.
"Eight."
"Eight, huh? That's a very unique name, I like it! I'm Marina, as you already know. It's a pleasure to meet you!" She held her hand out.
I shook it and smiled. "Nice to meet you too."
Marina turned towards her squad. "Alright everyone, let's go!"
She stayed at the front of the pack and headed towards a kettle with us following, we changed into our octopus forms and went in. We jumped out the other side and onto a floating platform. The domes were nowhere to be seen.
"Seek and destroy Agent Three. We can't let her get to the Great Zapfish!" Marina commanded.
"Who's Agent Three—"
Before I could finish, everyone ran off and began inking the ground. I decided to do the same and followed them. I heard one of my teammates get hurt and swam towards them. I popped out of the ink once I thought I was close enough.
"Hey, are you—"
I was suddenly pushed and pinned against a nearby wall. I froze in fear and slowly looked up to see an Inkling holding something similar to an Octo Shot up to my head. I'm guessing this is the Agent Three Marina was talking about. She looked me in the eye, luckily my goggles hid them.
"Huh? You seem different than the others..." she observed. "Whatever, you're still an Octoling."
She got ready to pull the trigger, but one of my teammates sprayed her with ink.
"Ugh, I was so close," she groaned and fired at them.
"Eight, come here!"
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