Chapter 1

Booyah Base

In Splatoon, there are game-like wars, such as tower control, splat zones, and the most popular, turf wars. The inklings are divided into two teams, each containing four players. Some players would stay in their turf and paint the entire area while others would make a bee-line for the opposing team. Of course, they aren't so happy with the different ways people play in the turf war. There may be two or one inkling staying behind painting their turf. These inklings may have a problem with the others on their team when they leave him/her to do all the work on their turf. However, when your team wins, you would think it's all thanks to you because you stayed back, but really, to be successful, you would need the two types of ways that inklings play in turf war.

The sun beamed down on Inkopolis, where all the inklings inhabited. Most of the inklings were in the turf wars, trying to raise their level and gain money to buy new gears or weapons. However, others were just relaxing and talking to each other about what themes should be for the up-coming splatfest. As usual, Marie and Callie was on the big screen keeping Inkopolis updated about the stages for regular and ranked battles.

"Hold on to your tentacles.." Callie started.

"It's Inkopolis News Time!" said Marie.

Stage News

Callie continued. "Lets unveil the current regular battle stages!"

"All right!"

Walleye Warehouse

"Remember working here part-time back in the day?" Callie remembered from her flash back.

Marie sighed. "Yeah, and how often you broke the assembly line.."

Port Mackerel

"OK, Marie! Give us your very best tactical tip!" said Callie.

Marie thought for a second then looked at her cousin. "Hm...Wining is temporary, but looking cool is forever!"

Callie continued. "And now, the current ranked battle stages!"

"Splatastic" said Marie.

Saltspray Rig

Callie moaned."Blech, the salt spray here really gets in my eyes!"

"You know, salted squid is a delicacy in some places," Callie stated.

Moray Towers

Callie started to panic. "Don't look down...Don't look down..."

However Marie did the exact opposite.

As the stages were finished being announced, Callie raised her fist in the air.

"Until next time.."

"Stay Fresh!" they both said as they close off.

Never get's old.

While everyone was chilling, there was one particular inkling who wasn't doing anything at all. Her name was Rocky, and she had brown skin with orange tentacles that hung low up to her knees. There she was, sitting on the railing that surrounded the Battle Dojo looking at all the other inklings socializing with each other.

Well I can't just sit here all day and look unsociable she thought while looking at some inklings laughing together. I haven't even done a turf war yet.

Her legs swung back and forth in the heat, hitting the railing at some points. She then decided to rest her elbows on her knees and gaze at some inklings wearing helmets, caps and more. They look really fashionable she thought. But I don't even have enough money to buy these things. Actually, I have no money at all.

She kept looking around at inklings with gears and then started judging them like they were in a modeling contest. Her eyes halted on a male inkling, who had green tentacles, with a black t-shirt, black shoes and a gas mask. Hmmm, going goth are we? she thought raising an eyebrow. Next she saw a female inkling, who had purple tentacles, with black glasses, a white shirt and black shoes. I like the nerd look, she thought. If only Inkopolis had schools..

Suddenly, her eyes stumbled on another female inkling with studio headphones and dark blue tentacles. Rocky's eyes widened. She was very impressed by the head gear. It wasn't like any other gear she saw. It looked fairly fresh and started to fall in love with it. I...want...it... she thought with her mouth wide opened in astonishment. However, what she didn't know was that some inklings were giggling at her slightly after they saw her face. As she realized that her mouth was still opened, she shut it quickly and ran to the female inkling wearing the headphones.

Upon her arrival, she realized that she was actually going to talk to an inkling for the first time. Shyness took control of her body as she slowly walked to the fourteen year old. She then tapped her shoulder with her finger before the girl turned around.

"What?" the inkling asked looking pissed off.

Although all inklings were the same height, for Rocky, this inkling who had light skin felt a little taller than her, or maybe she's shrinking.

"Hi..." she started, " I was just wondering...where did you get those headphones?"

"From the moon..." the inkling answered sarcastically. "Everyone know's all the gears are sold in the shops at Booyah Base," she replied rolling her eyes.

"Why are you so...I don't know...pissed?" asked Rocky.

"Well, you're obviously new here. Haven't you heard of the turf war?"

"Yeah. What about it? I heard it's fun" she answered bubbling up a little.

"Only if you win!" the inkling said in anger.

Rocky returned to small mode.

"It's all because of my stupid team!" she continued. "It's like they haven't played a single turf war in their entire life! Like seriously, the instructions are very simple. It even shows before the game starts!"

Rocky slowly walked past the dark blue inkling who was most likely having a hard time. "That's not true..."she thought. She decided to let it pass her mind as she made her way for Booyah Base.

Earlier that day...

IN A TURF WAR

Location - Urchin Underpass

"HEY YOU CAN'T DO THAT! THIS IS OUR TERRITORY!" a female inkling screamed.

"Actually they can." A male inkling corrected.

They were both on the same team: dark blue. Their team was standing in their turf which was now most likely painted orange. The female inkling kept arguing with the other team for rushing over to their base and covering it with their paint.

"BUT THEY JUST WALTZ INTO OUR TURF LIKE THEY OWN IT!" she screamed again. "EVERY TIME THEY-"

"Ok..." he said covering her mouth. "Let's not get banned like the last time."

Timer: 12

"Haha! There's only twelve seconds left and we've nearly painted the entire turf." an orange male inkling teased.

The inkling girl moved her cousin's hand from her mouth. "Because you people cheated!"

"Did not! You guys are just too slow" he argued.

"Did too!" she screamed back.

"Did not!

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

Splat!

"Excuse me, we were arguing," she exclaimed.

"Your welcome" he replied.

Timer: 3...2...1...GAME!

"Dang it!" she exclaimed as she threw her splatter shot on the ground and stomped on it.

"Well there goes 500 coins." he said.

"It's not fair!" she argued and started to walk off. Suddenly, Judd came to calculate the results. She quickly turned back and started to get anxious. "Wait...we may still have a chance" .

The male inkling from the opposing team was running from his turf after he got splated. "You're never gonna win! Never! Not one cha-"

Splat!

The meters were both at 26 percent as Judd calculates. Then, his small paws went behind his back signalling that the results are in.

"C'mon c'mon" the female inkling said while crossing her fingers. To her it was almost like a slow motion act, but she kept her eyes on the white sharp looking cat.

Unfortunately, Judd's left arm started to raise as wasn't expected by the inkling girl. Her team already knew that it was over and there was no hope of winning as Judd's arm raised an orange flag, signalling the victory of the opposing team.

The orange team celebrated their victory by throwing their weapons in the air and catching it back in their hands. Others who had brushes waved them in the air. "That was too easy," one of them said as he hi-fived another inkling.

While this was occurring the dark blue inkling girl was literally frozen. She couldn't believe she lost after all the time, including her team was unbeatable. However, this wasn't her original team. Her friends reached level 10 and decided to go into ranked battles instead, leaving her behind in the turf was as level 5. Maybe she should have listened to her cousin and not slack off thinking she would level up without doing any wars.

Her cousin slowly walked up her and rested his hand on her shoulder. "C'mon Lily, we'll get them next time, don't worry."

The dark blue inkling zapped out of her trance of defeat and smiled. "You're right Brad, but, why get them next time when can get them NOW!"

Lily made a rapid bee-line to the orange male inkling who was teasing her before and pinned him to the ground.

"AHHHH! HEEEELLLPPPP! MAD GIRL! MURDER!" screaming orange the male inkling.

Everyone quickly rushed to the team and tried to get Lily off of the helpless inkling.

"YOU...URCHIN!" she screamed at him as she clumped her hand into a fist. "YOU WILL PAY!" Lily started to move her fist but an inkling from her team caught her hand. They struggled in trying to get her off the orange boy. Lily finally calmed down and took a deep breath.

"And this people..." the orange inkling started,"...is what you call addiction."

"I am not addicted to turf wars!" she exclaimed before walking off to the Lobby.

"Sorry about that," Brad then ran after his cousin.

IN THE PLAZA

Lily stomped out the Lobby. "That boy's always getting on my nerve," she muttered as she walked down the slight slope heading to the central area. "If I only had my team back and not those newbie's, we would have surely win."

She then felt someone tapping on her shoulder, which made her anger levels rise.

"What?" she asked just for the person to stop.

Lily saw a brown-skinned inkling who looked very timid. She had orange tentacles which made Lily even more angry as she remembered the orange urchin from the previous turf war. She was about to explode when she realized that the inkling was a level 1. A newbie she thought. Well she mustn't have even played the war yet.

"Hi..." the inkling started, " I was just wondering...where did you get those headphones?"

You're not serious. Lily thought. She's new, but come on. She doesn't know about gears yet?

"From the moon..." the Lily answered sarcastically. "Everyone know's all the gears are sold in the shops at Booyah Base," she replied rolling her eyes.

"Why are you so...I don't know...pissed?" asked the orange girl.

"Well, you're obviously new here." Lily unveiled." Haven't you heard of the turf war?"

"Yeah. What about it? I heard it's fun" she answered bubbling up a little.

Lily raised an eyebrow. Fun? Who told her that?

"Only if you win!" she said in anger.

The inkling allowed timidness to take over her body once again.

Lily continued, "It's all because of my stupid team! It's like they haven't played a single turf war in their entire life! Like seriously, the instructions are very simple. It even shows before the game starts! The other team suppose to paint their turf before coming to our's, but noooooo! They want to attack us-"

"Who're you're talking too?" Brad walked by his cousin's side.

Lily stopped before realizing that the orange inkling had disappeared long ago. Feeling very embarrassed, she looked at her cousin and smiled. "A ghost.."

Brad raised his eyebrow. "What?"

"Yea...I made a ghost friend, apparently she's roaming around Inkopolis," Lily lied poorly. She then whispered into Brad's ear. "It's haunted..."

"Lily," Brad sighed realizing 'what' he was related too. "No..."