Undercity, Octo Valley
"Bzzzt"
"Vrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
"Pshhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Noises like these could be heard all over the place as Inker ran around Octo Valley via rooftops.
The buildings here were really run down, usually you wouldn't hear all these noises, it was yet another reminder of how Octo Valley was nearing its end.
To save Octo Valley without conflict had been Inker's goal ever since he defeated DJ Octavio, he thought that without Octavio's influence the Octarian army would be pacified, every life he reluctantly took was to that goal, with the army pacified maybe the Octarians and Inklings could have worked something out, they must have done it at some point since there was evidence that the two races once lived in harmony.
For now that goal had to be set aside, Inker's current goal was to survive and save the squidnapped Inklings, a task that should easily be attainable by someone like him, yet here he was, injured and on the run.
Inker wanted to stop swimming and leaving a large trail of ink, but in his current condition walking would be far to difficult.
He had been swimming around the rooftops for kraken knows how long now, trying to get out of the Undercity.
While this part of Octo Valley was still new to him, Inker at least remembered that the outskirts of the Undercity didn't have any skyscrapers.
If he could just get to Melanin prison again he could free the captured Inklings, including Kal, he would not be distracted this time.
Inker stopped, he had finally reached the outskirts of the city now
He left a huge trail of ink behind him but it didn't matter now, his objective was close.
Hoping that nobody would see him, Inker leapt down the building, Inklings didn't get hurt easily from falling so it didn't injure Inker any further.
All he had to do now was find landmarks that he had passed on the way to Melanin.
Rumble at the Rig, Octo Valley sector 5
Callie and Sky had arrived long before Neon and Marie, who were likely still losing their tail.
Sky was still somewhat shaken from his earlier encounter, he sat in a fetal position as he thought of recent events, seeing this Callie decided to leave him alone for now.
"How do you do it?" Sky finally spoke again after sitting alone for a while
"Huh?"
"How do you do it? Cuttlefish said that you can't respawn down here, how can you bring yourself to splat those Octarians?"
"Well..."
Callie wasn't sure how to reply, it was a pretty difficult question to answer.
"Could it be because of some natural instinct? I know that Inklings and Octarians are supposed to be natural enemies, but I still can't even think of splatting somebody permanently, even if its an Octarian." Sky was the type to think more than act, so no surprise that he already came up with his own theory.
"Natural instinct? Nah I don't think it's that, besides no one can say for sure that Inklings and Octarians are supposed to be natural enemies."
"Then why are you, Marie and Inker are down here fighting the Octarians in your spare time?"
Callie scratched her head, not sure how to reply, luckily for her Marie and Neon arrived.
"Agent 2! Why are we fighting the Octarian army?"
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Splatoon: Old Hatreds
FanfictionDJ Octavio may be gone, but the Octarian army still carries his hate for the Inklings. Victoria is an Octoling in that army, but her recent trip to Inkopolis has made her rethink her view on the Inklings. As the Octarians start provoking the Inkling...