Dual Fates

A Splatoon Fanfic

By TrueLordOfSplatoon

Chapter 1: Overture

07-34

I am an Octoling. Unit designation 07-34. That is the only name I have ever known in our long secret war against those accursed inklings. But today… Oh ho ho. Today I am to take my partner, 07-35, and infiltrate the belly of the beast. Today… We infiltrate Inkopolis.

07-35

Today is the day… I can't expect to return alive. Honestly, I'm half expecting to exit the sewer and immediately get splatted- for good. What was Octavio thinking!? The agents live in Inkopolis. THE FREAKING AGENTS! Slaughterers of Octarian forces! Merciless hunters who steal our only power source! I've told my family- what's left of it. My brother will miss me. And the worst part is that we are expected to hide there until the theoretical invasion. That could take years! Octavio is a fool if he thinks we can hide there that long! Those ruthless Inklings will kill us! Ruthless, murderous, evil, thieving Inklings! Curse them! I just hope that Octavio is satisfied when we are splatted and doesn't try this again.

GxJ

I don't get it. How could they reject my design!? Too much like a roller!? The ink blade is nothing like a roller! Is it because one of the models broke? The models were for demonstration purposes, not vigorous testing! Mine, for example, is the quality the ink blade would be made to, not the cheap plastic the models were! Gah! They don't know craftsmanship when they see it, obviously. If they did, they would order ink blades by the thousands! It makes me so mad! Anyways, Spyke asked me to watch his stuff while he was running errands, so I'll probably head over in a bit so he can go.

Cobalt / Persimmon

Cobalt thought

Persimmon thought

Boy, am I lucky or what. Cobalt was, indeed very lucky. Him and his girlfriend, an orange Inkling named Persimmon (Persi) were both in excellent standing, whether that be with the law, or academically, or in turf wars / ranked battles. Currently, they were having a picnic on the benches at Booyah Base. I wonder what weapon I should use today?

"Something on your mind, Persi?"

"Oh, no, I was just wondering what weapon I should go get."

"Maybe you could grab a new one from Ammo Knights? It's been a while, you deserve it. My treat."

Oh, he's so nice- hey, did that grate just move? "Cobalt, I think someone's playing in the sewer again."

"Seriously? They don't belong in there, and they know it."

Honestly, some kids these da- oh zap fish

07-34 climbed out of the grate, then turned around quickly to pull 07-35 out. They were both pleased with their 'undetected infiltration' until…

"O! O-o-octo...Octolings! EVERYBODY RUN!"

"So much for a quick easy stealth op."

It was just then that both octolings saw a orange inkling pull out a Custom E-litre 3k Scope, and the blue inkling beside her start rolling towards them. I'll teach you to attack us!

"35! Go right! I'll go left, rendezvous at Octo-valley! Go!" With that, the female Octoling ran towards Ammo Knights and the male ran into an alley.

"Finally, I think they lost me. That was clo-"

"So, you're an Octoling, then?"

07-34 whipped his head around to see an azure boy inkling covering his only exit. The inkling seemed to have some baton at his side.

"Well then? I can take some kid with a stick."

07-34 immediately regretted his words as the inkling drew a katana with a blade made of ink.

"Yeah. Sure. Stick. Oh and by the way… You're out of ink. Your move."

"Well, it's not like I can surrender, so…"

"Surrendering seems like the best option right now"

"Really now? Surrender and spend my life in prison? I'd rather die."

"Oh, okay then. So sorry for wanting to hide you from the authorities."

"And why on earth would you do that!?"

"Because I believe in the off chance that an Octoling would do the same for me."

"They wouldn't."

"And why is that?"

"Because you stole our zapfish and your agents are stealing them again!"

"...without the zapfish… we're going to lose power soon… AND INNOCENT PEOPLE WILL DIE!"

"Innocent? The inklings are bloodthirsty killers bent on wiping out all Octarians!Your agents are proof of that!"

"Well maybe you should think twice before saying that to the inkling that's showing you mercy."

"... Fine. It's not like I have much of a choice anyways." 07-34 pretended to be reluctant, but inside, he was worn out. And besides, just about anyone would kill him on sight. This inkling intrigued him.

"Good. Now, follow me. My apartment is just this way. Oh, and what's your name?"

"Unit designation 07-34"

"What kind of name is that?"

"When we're young, we receive a designation. That's the only name we have."

"Well, I'll just call you… Ooh! I'll call you Seven! Sev for short."

"Hmmm… I like that name"

"Well, let's get going before someone sees you."

As they walked away, Seven noticed his saviour deep in thought.

"Something up?"

"Just trying to think of how I'll explain this to my roommates. You?"

"I just hope my partner is ok."

07-35 had not been less okay in her life. The blue and orange inklings from before had chased her all the way to Saltspray Rig. The most dangerous place for a fight for dear life. One wrong step and poof! You're dead before you know it, dissolved by water. She noticed tears starting to form. No! She couldn't show weakness! The thought was cut short as her Octoshot clicked. Empty. She started running, not realizing she was running onto a spawn platform.

"Stop, Octoling!" The blue one yelled, "Don't make this any harder than it has to be!"

Just then, 07-35 realized she was out of space to run. Nowhere to run. No place to hide. Her life would end here. She started to cry, realizing she would never see her little brother or any of her comrades again. This was it. She heard them walking up behind her, and she punched herself in the face, knocking herself out so it wouldn't hurt.

"Uhh… Did she just knock herself out?"

"I think so Cobalt."

Cobalt turned to Persi.

"Well, what do we do then? We can't just leave her here."

Persi turned the Octoling over.

"The poor thing. She was crying." Persi threw a tarp over the Octoling. "Well, let's take her to your place."

"My place!? Why my place?"

"Because A: My parent would flip if I brought an Octoling home. B: Your roommate is very understanding. C: My house doesn't have a spare room. And D: If anyone asks what's in the tarp, you can just say it's stuff for one of his creations."

"Well, I can't argue with that logic. Let's go." I just hope this ends up better than last time. I hope Cobalt doesn't get hurt again.

As Cobalt pulled the tarp off the female Octoling, and pulled a blanket over her, he heard his roommate get back from watching over Spyke's stuff. He walked into the living room to see his roommate, Green, standing there.

"How was the presentation?"

"Terrible. They rejected my design."

This was it. For better or worse, there was no going back. At the same time, they both said: "There's something I need to tell you about."

Authors note:

Well, that's Chapter One! In case you didn't know, Cobalt and Persimmon are shades of blue and orange, respectively. Feel free to leave comments or constructive criticism. That's all for now!