Chapter One: The Plot (Prologue)

An inkling man (who had yellow hair, in the Cool Squid style) with a long, white jacket walked down a hall. In his hands he carried a glowing, green-blue bottle of… well… something.

He had a slight smile on his face, but he always had one. Or at least recently. The man, apparently named "Boss", walked into a conference room. He sat down at the head of the table.

Boss clicked on a remote, and a video played on a screen.

The video showed short clips and pictures, with a narrator talking.

It said, "War, turf war. That's what everyone's obsessed with. It captures their hearts in an instant. It takes away any other dreams. They might as well be called addicts. It's all anyone ever thinks about. It's all they can think about. So that's why we're here.

"All we've ever done is sit in shadows. All we've ever done is cower down. But today Octo Corp. will rise! We will grasp our opportunities and use them while we have the chance. Today we will come forth. Today and forever.

"This is why we have a plan. A plan that'll make you wonder, (or more properly) make you think: I can't remember… Sound familiar?

"First, using the mutant gel we created, we shall mutate the inklings we have squidnapped and turn them into monsters. They will track down that inkling girl, named Agent 3, supposedly, and then they will kill her! Any chance they get, it will be the end! After she is dead, Inkopolis will be vulnerable, and that's when we'll strike.

"With all the other remaining inklings, we, as Octarians, shall use a beam that we invented to send signals all over Inkopolis, and make everyone lose their memory. In other words, it will make them think that they have always been under the Octarian rule. If any rebellions form, we shall use our finest octoling warriors. If anything ever happens, and our plan goes wrong, we always have Plan B. And Plan B is much more fun, so lets hope Plan A goes wrong."

The video ended and the men in the room turned their attention back to Boss, feeling quite overwhelemed. "Any questions?" he asked. Only one man in room spoke.

"Well, Boss sir, as you know, recently many young octolings have been escaping to Deap Sea Metro. There they have been making their way to the surface. Because of this, there are hardly any octolings left to fight for us. What would we do if we ran out of soldiers and a rebellion forms?"

"Well, you see, there are two answers to that, depending on each plan. Plan A, since the people's memories will be erased, they'll think that getting recruited would be normal. Plan B, we destroy Inkopolis, send the mutated creatures after the rebels, and then take the rest of the citizens to a mountain called Octo Canyon, and that's where will will eventually kill off the inkling kind."

"But why kill them off when we could treat them as slaves? Besides, you're an inkling yourself!"

"Because if you heard of what I did for them, and then what I got in return, you'd want to do the same. Now, any more questions? No? Good! Let's get started!"

Author's Notes

Woomy~

Hi there, inklings! The name's classified, so you can just call me Rachl0-0, okay?

So to sum this prologue part 1 up, a group of Octarian are being governed by an inkling traitor, who wants to rule, well, you guessed it, Inkopolis. Rumor has that they even killed Agent 4, who saved Inkopolis once, as you know. Yikes... and with their Mutator Gel, things don't look too bright in Inkopolis' rays.

Well, that's it!

So til' I come back,

Woomy On!