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you had been walking for a while, probably an hour or more. you had seen a small station to your left, and decided to check it out. you put your hero brush replica on the station platform and climbed up, then picked it. you then placed it back in your duffel bag, after putting goggles splattershot on your belt to make room for it.

you then turned your attention ahead of you, more precisely the turnstiles. then you heard pained groaning on the other side, and grew worried. you kicked a turnstile, and it flew off of its hinges, letting you go through with all of your stuff. those things were probably old, and weren't in the best condition, which explains why it it came off so easily. you take a quick look at the other turnstiles, and sure enough, they were rusted and loose.

you continue onward you soon catch glimpse of something in a reddish-pink colour which slightly reflected the light of your tentacles, only slightly visible. you walk forward alittle and see what the light is reflecting off of.the tentacles of a pair of octolings, one a male and one a female,both unconscious.

the male was on the left, and wore the same shirt that agent 8 wore when she was on agent business, which was made of what appeared to be leather, and had one sleeve that lead to the wrist, and the other arm was missing it's sleeve. he wore long black leather pants, and he had a yellow tag on one of his arms and one of his legs, similar to agent 8 when you meet her. on his head appeared to be some squid life headphones, and on his feet were some null boot replicas. he had one tentacle coming down his forehead in a Mohawk hairstyle, otherwise known as the "punk" hairstyle. next to him on the ground was a blaster

the female on the right wore the exact same outfit that agent, and wore the same tags aswell. she was slightly shorter than agent 8, so you knew this isn't her. she had two tentacles framing her face, and two tentacles on the back of her head, otherwise known as a "tentacurl" hairstyle. on the ground next to her was an octoshot, or a replica of one.

apon looking closer, you realised that the light of your tentacles was reflecting of something else.ink...coming from the duo's heads

you instantly kicked into overdrive, and ran to the duo, pulling the medical equipment that you had packed out, and got to work. you put some rubbing alcohol on some cotton balls and put them to the duos heads, and there expressions became pained, but they didn't awaken. you then put some more alcohol on some toilet paper and put it against the males head, then rapped some bandages around them and his head to keep them in place and stop him losing ink, then did the same for the female.

you then shook them awake, careful not to make the damages to their heads worse.

octoling male:ugh, my head..

octoling female:i know right...

octoling male: where on earth are we.. whats this on my head?

he goes to touch the bandages, but you speak out

Y/N:don't touch those or your head might get worse

the duo hear you and recoil, scared

octoling male:w-who are you? what do you want with us?

Y/N: relax kid, i heard you groaning while you were out, so i followed the sound and found you bleeding, so i patched you up.

the octolings noticeably relax,and check their heads to notice the bandages, but still feel alittle on edge.

octoling female:how do we know your telling the truth?

Y/N:cause' i would have moved your weapons away from you if i wanted to hurt you.

you say motioning to the blaster and octoshot next to the duo. they take notice of there weapons and examine their weapons,presumably checking if they were tampered with.

octoling male: OK... i suppose that proves it. who are you anyway? and where are we?

Y/N: i'm Y/N, an inkling. and we're at the deep sea metro.now, who are you and why are you injured?

the duo gains a look of thinking, then sadness

octolings:(in unison) i don't remember

they look at each other from their unintended synchronisation.

Y/N:(thoughts) just like eight...(to the octolings) do you at least remember your names?

they simply shake their heads to the side

Y/N:well i need to call you something...

octoling male: can you think of a name for me please?

Y/N:hmm... how about Hachi? Hachi is Japanese for "eight", and your an octoling so i think it fit's

"Hachi": "Hachi"? thanks, but whats "Japanese"?

Y/N:ancient human language

female octoling: and what about me?

Y/N:how about Nana? its Japanese for seven

"Nana": sure, sounds good...wait,you know human language?

Y/N:i know English and some basic Japanese words... maybe like two or three words... maybe i can teach you if we ever meet again. now, you two must be hungry.

you place down the duffel bag you have your food in and pull out two crusty seanwiches and hold them out to the pair

Y/N:here, have these

they look slightly scared

Y/N:it's food, it's not gonna hurt you

they each grab one, and take a second to look at it before biting into it. their eyes light up like Christmas

Hachi: holy shell! what the splat is this?

he says with a full mouth, and you simply chuckle

Y/N:its a crusty seanwich. now, follow me please

the pair, now known as Hachi and Nana, got up, picked up their weapons and quickly wolfed down their food before following the inkling down to the track.

Y/N:*points down the direction of the track you came from* follow this track till you reach the next station, and you should be at inkopolis square. you should be safe there.

you start walking down the opposite way, but are interrupted by Nana

Nana: where are you going?

Y/N: elsewhere

Hachi: can we come?

Y/N:no, i'm going somewhere VERY dangerous and i cou-

Nana: we're going with you

you look back

Y/N:no, your no-

Nana: we're not taking no as an answer.

you raise an eyebrow

Hachi: you said you were going somewhere dangerous so let us help you the way you helped us and bandaged us up.

Nana: and besides, your the only person we know, and we wouldn't even know what to do when we got to this "inkopolis square". we're not letting our friend go alone

you found yourself smiling at the duo.

Y/N:i guess we better get moving then.

the two nod and walk beside you, and you pull out the brush again to leave a line of ink on the wall and illuminate the tunnel, making both your tentacles and your ink brighter so they could see aswell. and so you continued on your way

this time with your new friends by your side.

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