Splatoon: Old Hatreds

The End Of the Vanguard Movement

Guerilla camp, Octo Valley

Three days had passed since Kal told them about the Vanguard movement.

Those three days had been uneventful, the only thing Inker and Neon during those days were random bits of training with the Octarians of Captain Vale's splatoon.

And like always, they were not made welcome.

Oh well, today they had to leave, hopefully the captain doesn't suddenly come up with something for them.

Inker made sure to wake up early today.

In the last few days, those Octolings had been coming up with increasingly painful ways of waking him up, ranging from pouring water on him, to body slamming him awake.

But not today.

"...Hey let go of......."

Neon was sleep talking like before.

Inker wasn't sure what time it was, but he should get up now.

As he equipped the Hero Shot and other equipment he checked his squidphone.

Since there was no service down here, he hadn't been using his phone at all, so it still had battery after these six days.

5:57 am

Good, he woke up on time.

Inker thought about rousing Neon from her sleep, but thought it would be better to let her be for now.

"... I'm not..... Neon now... Don't like that....."

Neon kept talking in her sleep.

Inker was fully awake now, although he wasn't used to getting up this early, he stretched and prepared himself for the day.

Because today Kal and Lila, along with the Vanguard movement would attack Octo Valley.

Inker was surprised that the Vanguard movement kept going even after losing their entire first wave.

Guess you couldn't underestimate the fighting spirit of Inklings...

At exactly 6:01 am, two Octolings entered Inker and Neon's room, intending to wake them up like before.

They smiled with glee as they entered, but those smiles disappeared when they saw Inker up and ready for the day.

"Oh, you're awake.... Ummm, good job." One Octoling said, mildly disappointed.

Both she and her partner were hiding something behind their backs.

A shiny metallic object...

Inker tried to peek over but the Octolings simply turned.

"What are you hiding? How were you planning to wake me up today?"

"Ohh nothing, well since you're up, go wake your friend and come for breakfast."

The two Octolings left quickly.

Inker caught a glimpse of a knife as they walked away.

'Were they going to stab me to wake me up?!'

Good thing he avoided that.

Inker gently shook Neon to wake her up.

"...not now Dios....."

"Uhh what?"

Inker wasn't sure if Neon was sleep talking or not.

He nudged Neon a bit harder this time