A World Once Familiar (Splatoon/Subnautica x Male Reader)

1: Return to Inkopolis

  Y/n L/n's Containment log: Entry 1

  The last thing you remembered was walking home from a late performance in some restaurant in Inkopolis Plaza. You had turned a corner, walking home, and blacked out.

  It was cold when you woke up, in an almost pure white room, surrounded by glass.

Muffled speaking began to make itself clear. It wasn't a language you recognized. You looked for a source, finding a tall, male figure holding a blue device as he looked at you. He easily stood a foot or two above you, and he seemed rather slim, with features much more defined than your smooth skin and hair. Speaking of, his hair was unlike anything you ever saw. Instead of tentacles reminiscent of Inkling hair, this man's hair consisted of tons of short, brown fibers, like a mop head. But if had the same figure as you, and looked similar to you in body shape, with those features, than.....

Your eyes widened as you let out a cry of shock, backing away from the human. He noticed this, tapping away at his device.

Humans should be long dead! What's one doing here!? You thought, as a door opened behind the glass wall. You snapped your head over to look as another human entered the room. This one was shorter, but still easily dwarfed you. She was a female, with hair going down to her waist. She walked over to your glass cell, crouching down to look at you. You backed away as she gave you a warm smile, tapping the glass. This earned her a sharp word from the male human. She sighed, standing up to talk with him, leaving you, alone, shivering, and confused.

Off the coast of Inkopolis, where only flat ocean lay for miles uncounted, a large, sleek, white submarine slowly approached the city. It carried but one passenger.

  The submarine went unnoticed by all, as it slowed to a stop, far enough beneath the water to go unseen.

  It took a half hour, but eventually, the inkling that took refuge in that submarine emerged. With the aid of a super jump, the inkling, in torn and patched clothes, landed in the abandoned Inkopolis Plaza. You looked around in clear confusion, taking in the site, as the light reflected off of your dark blue hair. Strangely, the tips of the tentacles, as well as the shine that came off of it all was a gold color, like it was all covered by a translucent gold film.

  This is the plaza...right? You saw all the same shops and buildings that were there before. The only difference was that not a single soul sat in sight.

   You looked down at your clothes, and at the surrounding area again. You were surprisingly clean, despite your wrecked clothes, with your hair freshly made into a semi acceptable style, but it might actually be better that you weren't seen at the moment.

No... I spent too long alone... you didn't care about how you looked. All you wanted after so long was to see a friendly face. With a disgruntled sigh, you began to search for any sign of life.

  Y/n L/n's Containment log: Entry 10

  You sat, alone in your cell. The reason these humans took you was still a mystery, but some seemed to try and converse with you. Namely the red headed female. She spent the most time near you, almost studying you. From her, you picked up a number of words in the human's language.

  'Alien....Aurora...Doctor...interact....intelligence.'

  A slot slid open in your glass cage, and a bag slipped through, already cut open. This was your food. You grabbed the bag, reaching inside to take the contents.