Hey guys, Silentium and Nyx here. We both love fan fiction and I Silentium have decided to write my first fan fiction on this website. Nyx and I are both in collaboration for stories in the future, but I, Silentium, decided to write my very own fan fiction first! Though I love writing, I wa hoping that this first story will help us become better writers as time goes by. So I hope that MY fan fiction becomes better and better each time I edit and write it, thank you!
The one fatal mistake is taking more than you can chew. It was my needy instinct that I wanted to prove all of Inkopolis wrong for their unnecessary discrimination of my "kind". What I mean by "My kind" doesn't necessary mean that I'm a whole different species or some mutated generation of inklings in the past. See; Inkopolis is a large beautiful city that is commonly known for their world famous Turf wars. 4 on 4 battles in which the objective is to ink up as much turf as possible with your own colored ink. This city, in its victorious glory, is divided into imaginary sections, which each and every resident fits into one distinct group. The jocks are the fearless citizens who stand up for their well being and over-stretch what is needed. The brainy or more commonly known as the higher minded. These sycophants originate from their ancestors who first invented weapons or life changing materials that makes Inkopolis who it is today, but many of the brainiest have made scientific contributions to this era of turf wars without being related to past scientists. The kind-hearted are citizens who put other's needs in front of theirs and go beyond what is expected when helping others. The popular are like the jocks but play turf wars for the popularity of it, for instance, getting attention from others, receiving special promotions and other bountiful goods. They strive for the need of attention. And finally, the school kids, the worst section of all five combined. Many say that they are their own kind or even in their own sad world. The origin of the name comes from the special rebellious school clothing they wear, showing a symbol that they don't believe in all out turf wars. These kids also go to a special school that teaches all about turf wars and how it came to be, pretty ironic, right? The only reason that school kids are the only ones to go to school unlike all the other teens is for the fact that they all have one thing in common. Devastating events and moments have occurred to their family, not able to get the proper education needed at such a young age. As for you know, Turf Wars came to be due to the great battle between the inklings and octolings. The reason they rebel to such a great extent is for the reason that their loved ones have fought to the death to save countless lives, save the great zapfish, and restore the pure glory of Inkopolis. In shorter terms, the school kids don't believe in today's economical turf wars, for the reason that it reminds them of the corrupted battle that their families have fought ever so bravely in. Furthermore, these school kids try ever so hard to emancipate from the grasp of the battle that still haunts their minds today. Many who don't live in Inkopolis believe that it's a beautiful and glorious area to live in, but the reality is that there is nothing that is perfect.
Dawn Under the Sky
By Silentium
Slate gray clouds loft underneath the piecing sun, blocking the warm feeling through Inkopolis, shrouding another perfect example of a young gal's feelings. Marine, age 15 with the heart of a lion and the eyes of an eagle, though school kids aren't commonly known by the other citizens, her friends and others know that she isn't like any ordinary school kid, she is special in a way that cannot be seen through appearances. Like any ordinary schoolgirl, she has long slender golden amber tentacles that reach down a little below her hip. She wears the basic school girl set, included with a navy blue cardigan with a cream sleeved shirt underneath, matching with a small Satan red and orange checked tie, tucked in perfectly underneath her shirt. Matching with her top, she wears a matching red and dark orange checked skirt, just around mid thigh that corresponds equally with her newly polished black combat boots. As for her head attire, a small green and white clip rests peacefully on the side of her head.
"Hold on to your tentacles, its Inkopolis news time!" Thunderous music blares from the over-sized speakers set directly next to the massive bulletin board, featuring Callie and Marie, two popular idols throughout the city.
"Today we have some special news have has been floating around our fellow board members." Callie, the intellectual purple haired inkling shouted through her microphone.
"But of course there are times that we must all enjoy ourselves, yet this is the point in time that serious citizens consider their future after the news had been released." Marie, her hair gray hair up in a messy bun, says, her face dark and grim.
"Now we will call out today's daily arenas for turf wars!" The sounds of the two idols' voices fade out slowly, just as soon as new side of Callie and Marie struck everyone.
"What was up with the dark pressure in the air?' One inkling boy whispered to his friend, frantically looking back and forth.
"What is this news that Callie and Marie are so serious about?"
"Forget that… what is a school kid doing here?" Another one sneered as the crowd Marine passes by give her discourteous looks.
"It's not like this is anything new." Marine sighs, her long hair freely waving behind her. "Life is already just so complicated with my studies, but if only people could just accept me for who I-" Unintentionally, the young, hard worker bumps into the large figure, stumbling back a few steps back.
"O-oh I am so sorry…" She mumbles, brushing her bangs away from her amber eyes.
"Hey, it's fine." A familiar voice says. Marine slowly looks up to see a friendly smile peering at her.
"Roy! I am so glad to see you." The young girl beams, a huge smile plastered on her face. Roy fits into the jock sectional, his over-achieving stride to stretch over S rank, the highest rank earned by an inkling. That gives him the perfect reason to fit into the jock sectional. He does tend to be a bit rough when playing turf wars but only for good reasons, but besides that, he is to be the nicest inkling that anyone could come across. The lad has slate blue hair that compares with his dark tanned skin and dark aqua blue eyes. And as any boy, he has his messy hair tied up in a high ponytail. He wears a short-sleeved shirt with the middle as dark red and the sleeves appear to be a cream color of some sort. Matching, he wears basic skin-tight shorts and navy blue converse.
"Hey, good thing I bumped into you. Me and the gang wanted to ask you something." The gang, a shortcut or abbreviation for emphasizing "my closest friends".
"O-of course, but we will have to make it quick" Marine stuttered, her grip on her books loosening a little bit. Nodding, the young inkling leads the way, the beams of the Sunkist orange sun emitting shadows on everyone, creating soothing scenery.
"So, what was this talk you wanted to have?" Marine asks, having more curiosity than suspicion.
"Oh, you will see once we get to the table we booked." His answer was short and blunt.
It has been about a few months since the poor girl had seen any of her friends, which gives her the excited urge to meet them once again. Though each of them are in different sectional, that doesn't stop each of them becoming the best of friends.
Before our fellow friends knew it, they both arrived momentarily at the heart of the crowded plaza, in which the others are sitting patiently.
"Hey, watch it rebel!" One teen shrieks, intentionally shoving Marine's textbooks to the floor with a loud thud.
"S-sorry!" Marine huddles to grab her books from any other damage, due to the large nest of inklings that had not even noticed that she was there.
"Jerk…" Roy mutters, crouching down to help the poor schoolgirl pick up her books.
"Thanks, Roy." Marine sighs as she pulls her bounded books closer to her chest, trying to plaster a natural smile on her pale face.
" Just ignore them, they don't know what they are talking about." Roy says as he continued to walk closer to the group tables located inside a small café. Though Marine is already used to the undivided attention she receives from others, the countless comments kept building up in her mind, taunting her and crushing her hopes. If only there is a chance that I can prove that the school kids aren't so bad. Making the right choice, the orange haired inkling locks her gaze onto the smooth gray pavement, not wanting to see more disgusted looks at her.
What seemed like ages, the two inklings find their friends at the Squid Café, happily talking at the booth at the far end of the café. Though the small room is considered a café, the room consists of two main rooms, one for the staff and the bigger one for the customers to sit. Both booths and tables ornamented with soft white cloth sitting on top are located on the left hand side near the large glass paned windows while the other side of the room is the cashier area, displaying all sorts of cakes and food. To top it all, the room is painted fairly neatly with chocolate brown and terra cotta, which match the tabletops.
"Hey guys, I found her!" Roy yells, grabbing the attention of not only Marine's friends, but also the other customers in the room. Reluctantly, Marine follows closely behind Roy, sheepish of the cruel attention that is placed on her.
"H-hey, guys." Marine slides into the booth next to Dave, who was sitting at the far end of the booth across from Deven and Gabriel as Roy slid in right after Marine settled down. The pressure in the air seemed more awkward than a friendly get-together aura. Something was definitely on the young inkling's mind.
"Hey Marine. you look really nice today." Gabriel said as he uncomfortably adjusted his glasses, a small blush on his face. Gabriel, the same age as Marine, fits into the brainy sectional in Inkopolis. Though none of his ancestors committed anything to Inkopolis's Turf Wars, he had successfully invent the special power up move of Inkzooka which allows the player to summon a large cannon that shoots enormous amounts of ink in the shape of a tornado that kills a player in one direct hit. The young boy is usually shy around others, especially Marine for that fact. With his dark skin, his distinct hair color is a vibrant lilac (in a ponytail like any other boy inkling) that matches his long sleeve shirt that is decorated with small navy blue dots all around the shirt. He also wears the basic skintight shorts with navy blue shoes that go up to the ankle. Despite his hair color, his eyes hold a deep rich chocolate color with black edging the rim of his pupil and to top it, he wears small black-rimmed glasses.
Marine smiles back in a cute manner, ending in the product of Gabriel smiling a small smile with a touch of blush.
" Long time no see, Marine!" Dave happily greets, hugging Marine closely. Dave belongs rightfully in the kind-hearted section meaning that he puts others needs in front of his own. Though being kind to others can have its disadvantages, Dave knows when and when not to take more than he can handle. Not only does it mean to be nice, but it also winds in with the fact that being too considerate to certain people could cause problems to not only the person but also innocent citizens. Unlike Gabriel, Dave possesses bright pale skin with electric yellow hair tied up in a neat ponytail. He wears a long sleeved checkered shirt that consists of green and black stripes. Like any inkling, he wears midnight black shorts and normal white converse. Just like Gabriel, he has wide brown eyes (probably a shade lighter than Gabriel's).
"Yea! I'm so glad to see you guys again." She happily responds, the thoughts in her mind slowly fading away from her memory.
"So glad you're here, marine!" Devan says, an alluring smile plastered on his face. Devan belongs rightfully in the popular sectional, a group dedicated to the inklings who have gained a rank higher than S or have been won a world-championship league. In this case, Devan had received the Chrome rank, currently the highest rank only meant for the grueling players. It had been said that Deven is somehow related to Captain Cuttlefish, the world's best player who fought in the war between octolings and inklings. The handsome young boy has pale white skin and jarring sea blue eyes with a tint of sky blue on the rim of his eyes. He wears the basic white short-sleeved shirt combined with a black long sleeved shirt underneath. Matching, he wears a set of silver pilot goggles sitting peacefully on the top of his head. He also wears large tennis shoes that consist of purple and yellow arrow signs on the sides.
"Ha-ha, y-yea… so ni-nice to see you all again." Marine stutters as she stares deeply at Devan who still hold his smile proudly. If you have already noticed, each of the fellow inklings are so different yet the same. They each hold their own unique personalities and all come different sections, showing their true colors. In Marine's perspective, it had been truly refreshing to meet up with her closest friends, setting off aside the fact that her finals are coming up soon. But another thing just triggered in the back of her head just now. Why did Roy invite me here? He said that we had something to discuss.
"Right, getting down to business." Roy cleared his throat, snapping Marine out of her deep thoughts. Huh? All of them seem so serious. Does there grim expressions have to do with my doing? Marine looks around the table to see each of them exchange glances and nod slightly. W-what's going on? Why do they all seem so serious? Something can't be right.
"Did you hear of the news that was through rumors?" Dave asked, his expressions slightly sadden. What? What is he talking about? Is this about the small introduction Callie and Marie had just before I met Roy?
"What news?" She asked, suspicion and curiosity taking a hold of her mind. More and more anticipation had taken a hold of Marine and the fact that her friends were hiding something important from her.
"You didn't hear?" Gabriel asked questionably as he raised his glasses up to the bridge of his
nose. Marine slowly nods her head back and forth as she nervously looked around the table to see all the young inkling's eyes set on her. Then suddenly an enormous crackle of laughter was originating from the cashier at the front desk. He slowly approaches the five inklings as he started to speak in a rough voice.
"This here young girl can be very oblivious, now can she?" He laughed. Marine once again looks around, but this time at all the people staring at her during their conversation. She also noticed that her friends spoke not one word and kept their eyes on now the cashier.
"W-what are you talking about?" She nervously asks. Once again a crackle of roaring laughter came from the cashier as a few other inklings that were listening started to giggle and try not to make any eye contact with the schoolgirl.
"I am talking about the news to close your school down and to relocate all school kids to Diggery town." Relocate? What for?
The continuous laughing had been put to an end, all eyes in the café directly on Marine who didn't seem to register the sudden news.
"Marine, are you ok?" Dave asks, placing an arm onto Marine's shoulder. No words could properly come out from Marine, instead she intensely stared down at her lap, her hands slowly tidying the ruffles of her skirt. Why would they close down my school? There has to be something I can do to fix this!
"This seriously can't be the news Callie and Marie were planning on saying." Marine suddenly said her furious gaze on the cashier. "They were talking about how the news that is coming up is an opportunity for serious players to prove themselves!"
"I never said that the news applies to earlier today. But yes you're correct. Rumors say that about only 5-6 inklings will be chosen to compete in some sort of virtual reality simulator. That's of all I know." If I defeat this game, then I might be able to prove everyone wrong! Even school kids have the same potential of battling.
"I'll do it." Marine says in a deep voice, her face filled with determination.
"Kid, you can't possibly can't be serious. You are only a school kid with zero experience of battling. Yet this virtual reality game is said to be harder than normal ranked battles."
Many loud gasps are heard throughout the room. Many surprised inklings are whispering among themselves.
"I hate to admit it but he's right, you have no experience of battling." Devan says as he nervously rubs the back on his head.
"The only thing I can do is try, I'll even die to capture my dignity once again." Marine yells, suddenly sitting up from the table.
"Wait a minute. Before they can even pick the top 5 to enter the game, how will you even be able to pass the test?" Roy asks as he quickly gets up from the table to block Marine's way.
"Plus it might be really dangerous. Though it's virtual, it's also in some circumstances reality in the same way." Gabriel interjects as he too sits up from the table. Ignoring the young boy's opinions, Marine slides right out of Roy's way to exit the café's door.
"You will all see, I am to prove all wrong, I am to prove to everyone that school kids aren't so weak and rebellious after all!" She howls, purposely slamming the door hard enough that a ringing sound is heard throughout the room.
Just as Marine is to return back to her school, she ponders over how she will be able to learn how to battle. Well, I'm not going to ask any of them after the fight I got into. But Devan is a rank Chrome+, maybe he can teach me how to use a gun. No! I can't drag any of them into this; I will just have to find another pro to teach me.
Shortly, Marine arrives in a small town only 2 minutes away from Inkopolis called Lily Town. Yet so small and dense, this is where the school kids live and thrive with only 3 schools and the rest of the land is inhabited with houses. Without all the large buildings, Lily town is known for its beautiful dresses and blooming flowers that make the small area seem desolated. Many times, the sky is clear and on the contrary it can rain every so often.
You might be thinking, "How did the mysterious cashier know about such news that wasn't even confirmed?" Well apparently he has his sneaky ways of honing into the conversations of certain people who are reliable sources. For instance like Callie and Marie, they were probably the successors who were mostly into the plan. As for Marine, she too was wondering if the cashier has any relation to Callie and Marie, but not only that was on her mind. It was also the thought of the new virtual reality game that was also in the cashier's explanation. Is the game really so dangerous? I don't even know what it's about, but all that was said was that it was online battling. That's just the problem, Marine doesn't know a single thing or two about real combat battling or even less how to hold a weapon. This is why she must learn before the examination.
"But oh! Who would be willingly to help teach a school kid how to learn the basics of battling?" Marine suddenly whispers as she dramatically tightens her grip on her books.
"Why do you want to learn battling?" A familiar voice up ahead curiously asks. The voice snaps the young girl back to reality as she looks up to see May, a close friend of Marine. Though she is very shy around others, she isn't like the other school kids who commit crime and ruin Inkopolis. Instead she tends to act like Marine, serine and industrious. With the same basic schoolgirl clothing May contains pale white skin and short dark-fuchsia hair, only hanging up till the middle of her stomach. She possesses aqua green eyes that turn a dark shade of blue when excited or nervous at times. May and Marine both have known each other since the day they were put in school (age 12). They both have gone through tough times and both worked extremely hard to get where they are now.
"W-what? I think you heard me wrong. I said that I want to… learn the study of battling!" She nervous replies, hoping that she had covered up the truth well enough to her friend.
"Oh, ok then. That reminds me. Do you want to come over and we could study together?"
"Sorry May, I uh… tend to work better when I have peace, especially when the huge finals are a total mystery. I need some time to think about what's going to happen."
"Right, I'll see you later then." Her face was neither happy nor sorrowful. Instead it had no expression, making it pretty much difficult to understand what she is thinking. Though Marine knew that studies always come before anything, this was a new excuse. She also needed time to think about how she will pass the game. And obviously first comes someone to teach her to battle. But the real question is who? Like stated, the boys can't help after what happened this morning and no one else will be willing to teach her. I guess Devan is my only choice. No matter what, I will somehow get him to help me.
Before another word could be said, a vibrant starry night sky appears, only a touch of golden yellow sunlight peeking from the sky as though it would be gone for eternity.
"Tomorrow is the day I ask, tomorrow is the day that I will be strong and do what it takes to pass that entrance exam!" Her confidence was high, but what she lacked was inner strength, the basics of teamwork when battling. The true point of battling is to help out everyone's needs, not just the basic necessities of you. This is what Marine's first step in battling will be.
The next day seemed like a fresh new Saturday, the skies shining with vibrate rays of sunshine while inklings happily walk on sidewalks.
"We really aren't so bad. We are just misunderstood." Marine softly says as she quickly arrives back at Inkopolis. She knew that Devan lives in an apartment a while away from here, so a train ride is completely necessary in order to reach her destination.
"How long will the train ride be?" She ponders as she nervously strokes her hair, wondering on how she will get there herself. She clearly knew that Devan lives in Kettleburgh town, which is approximately one to two hours away from here.
Sorry that this part did not end in a cliffhanger, but the thing is that we were writing this story without the intention of creating it for fan specially. This story wasn't originally made to be uploaded onto But later on we realized that it would be a good idea to post a story onto the website and that is what we did!
Another thing... Silentium is current working on a new cover art specifically for this story. It might take a while, but a cover art will come out soon.
Part 2 will arrive shortly after editing and changes are finished
So please comment and stay tuned for part 2!