Dual Fates

A Splatoon Fanfic

By TrueLordOfSplatoon

Chapter 1: Overture

Earth,

An Octoling stood at attention, a menacing figure looming before him. "Now, Operative 07-34. State your name, and mission objectives"

"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 sat in her corner of the battalion 07 barracks, thinking about her certain doom. 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.


Green-Jaune was practically yelling over the phone as he headed to Inkopolis Plaza. "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."


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?, Persimmon pondered

"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, how sweet of hi- 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." Cobalt shook his head. 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 supposed '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!, Cobalt thought as he charged towards them

"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. Cobalt, knowing Spyke was usually in that alley, took off after the female, Persimmon providing cover fire whenever 07-35 shot at them


"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…It can deflect Ink. Your move."

"I'll die before I run from an Inkling" With that, 07-34 launched himself forwards, spraying a wide arc of ink. Green jumped back, bouncing back forwards with a sweeping slash that narrowly missed 07-34's face. What the Octoling didn't notice, however, was the small cut in the tube running from his tank to his weapon. 07-34 then caught Green off-guard by punching him squarely in the jaw. Green tried to jump back and get more room, but the Octoling was experienced. Keeping close, he prevented Green from being able to use his sword, and it wasn't long before the Inkling was on the ropes. It was at that moment that a police officer stumbled upon the fight. Officer Evergreen was… Surprised, to say the least.

"Octoling!? Freeze, Police! I, Officer Tesla Evergreen, Order you to lower your weapon!" As he shouted, Officer Evergreen drew his sidearm. 07-34 took a moment to consider his options, then looked at the Moray.

"Well I can't say it wasn't fun. Ta-ta" With that, the Octoling jumpied up the walls of the alley, escaping to the rooftops.

With an ambulance on the way for Green's very battered body, Officer Evergreen called for backup to search the rooftops. Once The Officer was out of earshot, Green pulled out a small communicator. "Agents… We have a problem."


Cobalt and Persimmon also had a problem. The Octoling they went after was proving… difficult. She maintained enough of a lead that nothing Cobalt did touched her, and she kept turning corners, costing Persimmon her shots. Additionally, Persimmon and Cobalt were running out of steam. They couldn't keep chasing forever. Then, Cobalt glanced right, and yelled back to Persimmon. "What's the stage rotation today!?" At first, Persimmon was confused, then she saw what he was looking at: Hammerhead Bridge. With it's incomplete state making it lead directly into the bay, it was a perfect corner to back the Octoling into. Persimmon super-jumped a few blocks ahead at a time, corralling the enemy towards the bridge. 07-35 noticed the bridge, of course, but she assumed that it was just that: a bridge. So when she found herself cornered, it came as a surprise. Cobalt, too, was surprised when the Octoling executed a double frontflip, kicking him in the chin and knocking his roller away. He felt a pang in his heart when it skittered over the edge of the bridge, plummeting into the deadly water. Now, in hand-to-hand combat, Cobalt was inexperienced, but had the strength Green lacked, and backup to distract the enemy. Plus, he was pretty pissed about his loss of a roller. He had just knocked the Octoling out when his communicator received Green's message.


07-34 had given the police the slip, sitting down and trying to regain his bearings. Noticing a new alert on his mask, he open it up on his HUD.

+Alert: Unit 07-35 has been incapacitated. Current vital analysis suggests that pill 03-C was not administered. New mission objective: retrieve unit 07-35+

"Well, that's just fantastic." The Octoling cursed to himself. "Of course someone as inexperienced as her would get herself captured"

"Of course who got captured?" 07-34 whipped around, caught unaware by the green Inkling standing before him. How did he-? No.. this Inkling was different. Before 07-34 could demand that the Inkling to leave, he was met with a punch square to the gut. 34 countered with a left hook, but Morado blocked it and countered with a kidney shot. 34, however, took this opportunity and drove his knee up. Morado's eyes widen as the pain flared up from this cheap shot, but he powered through it and hit 34 again, this time in the throat. He kept pushing, forcing the Octoling to either back up or lose oxygen. 07-34 chose to back up, pointing his Octoshot and squeezing the trigger, only to be met with an empty click. "Hey, Octo-man. Your tube's cut." Morado followed up his obvious comment with a low kick, sweeping 07-34's legs out from under him. Morado then proceeded to stomp the Octoling's throat, grinding his foot down until his foe passed out, struggling to breathe. After tying up the Octoling, Morado called in on his Comm.

"Yeah, Green? That wasn't so hard. I'm taking the package back to Safehouse 2. Morado out."


Cobalt had just finished setting up a makeshift detainment cell in his apartment's spare room when he got Morado's message.

"Persi, 6 is bringing the other Octoling here. I'm sorry about our date, but I'm going to have to make another cell."

Persimmon frowned, but she understood. Putting both Octolings together was asking for trouble. "Okay. I'll be going, then. One of us should probably make sure 8 isn't beaten too badly."


Green was, in fact, beaten very badly. It seemed that Agent 1 was already there, however, as when Persimmon entered his hospital room, she walked in on 1 giving him an earful.

"What were you thinking!? Going after a commander with no weapons? He nearly squidin' killed you!"

Persi walked up to Agent 1, placing a hand on her superior's shoulder.

"One, it's fine. 6 got the commander, they're at Safehouse 2."

"How is this 'fine'!? Green here nearly died! Shell, he still could!"

Green chose this moment to speak up. He sat forward before standing up, drawing attention to him. "Look, One, Seven, I'm fine. The Doc said I can go in a few hours. He just wants to make sure I'm not poisoned or anything."

"Ugh! Fine! I'm leaving!" With that, Agent One stormed off, muttering to herself about how stupid Green was. Green then took another look at Persimmon.

"So, uh, why'd you come in Agent gear?"

"Because I didn't know that One would be here."


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"Is that so, Morado? An Octoling attack, in broad daylight? Ah, but it sounds like you four took care of it. No, no, I need to stay here for just a while longer. This job is proving more difficult than I thought. Of course, it's harder than my employer thought, too, cuz they just upped the pay by a cool three million." Vermillion ended the call. He had bigger fish to fry.

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!