[boom back at it again with another chapter (even though I'm uploading three chapters in one night. This ones longer and setting up the big revveal (ooooo).]
The world underground was rough and only those who played dirty and pretended they were though made it to the next day. 5H31L woke up as usual to the sounds of commands blaring through microphones demanding that they get in formation by five minutes or else. It became natural to her, never getting in line late. She would never take off her armour when she was forced to sleep so she was always part of the first ones out, only needing to grab her weapon on the way out. She walked up to the white lines across the ground and faced an octarian with a black hat. Slowly more octolings came out of their tents and stood in line. They waited until the five minutes were up before the morning roll call occurred. It was no surprise that all soldiers were accounted for, no dare wanted punishment. The octarian started doing his daily speech telling them all about their sacrifices and the enemy still at large; the same old every day. Once the octarian finished and a salute to their leader DJ Octavio the rest of the octolings were put into the squadrons, all except her. No squad when she joined the army accepted her, they wouldn't let her bond with them and would complain that she wasn't born right. There was no point forcing more time in making a squadron around her so they chose her to be apart of a special part of the military, specialising in being stealthy and lethal without being noticed. They would call her to train at all hours and showed her just how stealthy an octopus can really be.
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She headed towards the training ground, hoping for someone to spar. Younglings that wanted to spectate circled around the pit in a hole as two octolings were locked into battle, locking their tentacles together and using all their strength to kick and punch their way through their contender. The fight was clearly one sided as the taller one managed to kick in the smaller ones legs, forcing it to hit the ground, allowing the taller one to pin the other to the ground. Cheers from the spectators rang out as the taller one took her prize of dignity and climbed out. The smaller one took its time before getting out, clearly embarrassed before heading wherever it need be. Not wanting to wait for another match to start before her, she climbed down into the pit, chucked her gun up out of the way and waited. The spectators cheered and shouted for someone to fight her and soon later purple tentacles made their way into the pit. 5H31L was a pretty good fighter, she needed to be for her profession but versing a purple octoling was practically an instant loss. Purples were the heads of many squads, commanding and leading them into battle. They were trained even harder than her and they knew how to make their opponent squeal. The purple octoling made a devilish giggle sound before signaling the spectators to start the countdown to fight. The spectators counted down from ten and by one they were into battle. No mask could stop the death stares that each of them gave off as their bodies moved to dodge each others hits. They skipped around each other, going in for strikes but never landing anything win worthy. As more went by, the more tired and restless they became. The purple octoling was getting frustrated at the slow pace of her opening and tried a tactic of going in hard but that was what 5H31L wanted; the one hit KO. The purple octoling ran straight at her, managing to struck her to the chest and kneed her in the stomachs but 5H31L still stood, just a bit more winded. She took this opportunity as an opening to grab the purple octolings wrist and pull her towards herself, knocking her balance. As she was pulling her towards herself, the other hand swung outwards and punched orderly into the opponents face before letting go. The purple octoling stood staggered for a second before 5H31L pushed her to the ground and pinned her. The spectators went nuts as cheered immensely for her. She simply looked up and gave a toothy grin before seeing that her opponent was okay. The purple octoling was definitely unconscious so she picked up its body and gently chucked her out of the pit. Some of spectators took that as their que to take her to the infirmary and moved in. 5H31L climbed out, grabbed her gun and placing it on her belt. She stood around the spectators, hearing all their compliments and prasies. She stood there embracing it all until a commanding shout cane at their direction and all quickly stood tall facing the shout. An octarian walked by and eyed them down before asking what had happened. One brave spectator octoling explained that 5H31L had managed to defeat a squad leader octoling. The octarians eyes open a bit more wider than usual at the new information before commanding them to go and get a job to attend to. She too was about to go before the octarian told her to stop and head to her training bay.
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She walked into the darkened room and waited patiently for any signs of movement. In the corner of her vision she saw an octarian march towards her before jestering to test her shooting abilities in the shooting range. She walked into the side room and pulled out her standard octoshot from around her belt before going off on the targets. While her field didn't need her to know how to shoot, she felt the need to know just in case and tried mastering most weapons. Her aim was always lop sided, always shooting right far too much but she couldn't figure out why. It's wasn't too bad and didn't hinder her so she never adapted. Once the octarian thought her shooting training was done for the day she called her to the main room. She wasn't expecting anything new to happen that day but once she enetered that room, a smaller but bulkier octarian stood there with a smirk behind a table. She walked up to the octarian and stared. The octarian looked her up and down before it spoke "So I hear your the one who beat a squad leader today. Big stir that was. How would you like a real mission, Soldier?"
[saying 5H31L out loud is fun. Also what are names.]
