War of an Octoling
Splatoon and all of the characters from it are copyright by Nintendo.
Prologue – Before everything started
The situation in the Octo Valley caused me to seriously think about the chances in the war we've been waging. I've been a witness of my boss, DJ Octavio being beaten down by an Inkling, how the Octobot exploded and finally I've seen him being dragged through the floating platforms like a loose body…
Yes, I am an Octarian, more correctly speaking, an Octoling. I trained a lot in the Octo Valley, trying my best to eventually capture Agent 3, an Inkling responsible of us losing Great Zapfish. I've been believing that what we did was good… Before the serie of losses begin.
So much lifes were lost in the uneven fight against Inkling Agent and my fellow Octarian troops. I wasn't involved in most of these fights, but I could see that my enemy was progressing further on. I was afraid of it to be honest – he was making his way through us way too fast… Ultimately I decided to not involve in other fights, despite the others trying to persuade me to do so. This is when I started to doubt that we're having any chances in this fight.
And so… I made my decision. A year later I left my fellow people using the new vehicle – an Octopus-like machine with red eyes-like windows with a razor-sharp tentacles that served as rotors. Those were new Tentacopters, airbourne war machines.
Obviously enough my theft of a Tentacopter wasn't left unnoticed – the others have seen me fly away with the flying machine and immediately called Octavio which have just managed to escape from Inkling snow globe prison. I could tell he was outraged by this. This was when I made an enemy from my own race.
Using new secret passage made in the woods above Octo Valley I escaped from it and flew somewhere, not exactly sure where. I corrected my goggles and took a look around to notice that I was looking upon the biggest city of Inklings – Inkopolis. I immediately changed direction to avoid being noticed by the citiziens which were walking around in the plaza. My emotions were running around my had like crazy – I knew there was no turning back now, because Octarians wanted my blood and Inklings would most likely splat me on sight. Once again, I started to be afraid of myself…
When I landed I started to realize the seriousness of my situation – I've been in the woods, completely unknown for me, every single place seemed alien for me, not to mention that the sun started to set. I had to survive though, so that I can learn some more about the surface world I didn't see for my whole life.
I am Otto Tentarel, race traitor, deserter and, most importantly – a free Octoling.
And a note from myself just to end things – I will always put those at the end of each chapter.
This is just a prologue, so that's why it's so short. Eventually I will put the rest, so stay tuned for more, so that you'll see what happens later – Otto's future will surely be interesting ;)