(A/N: Second chapter! I may not upload the next chapter today, because Cliffhangers are fun. :U Either way, enjoy the story, everyone! )


It was weeks after Bic was punished, and she'd been locked in her room to recover, only receiving meals through her door and not allowed to leave for any other reason than to use the toilet. She had a few bruises and areas where her ink hadn't solidified correctly since - broken bones, so to speak - but they'd just about healed up now. She solemnly looked at her left arm; Ever since that injection, an odd barcode-esque shaped black mark had appeared in its place, getting darker and larger in size as the days went on. She tried to get it to go away, but being in her own ink and even trying to scrape it away did no justice...It was the only physical reminder of that day and Bic hated it with an intense passion.

The door opened, interrupting Bic's deep thoughts, as an Octoling with kelp adorning her dark colored tentacles stepped into her doorway. "81C," Bic visibly winced when she heard that name, hating being called a number. "Your little vacation is over. You are to report back to work immediately, so suit up." The door closed without another word, leaving Bic to her vices once again. With a spiteful growl, Bic raised herself from her bed to get dressed.


Bic was placed back into the force, this time under strict orders of being overshadowed by a superior ranked Octoling at all times. They both stood in the back of the dock as the hatch opened, shining the sunlight Bic so badly missed onto the mass of octolings there as they dispersed in waves. Finally, the two set out towards their post in front of the Zapfish. The whole trip there, Bic was silent; not even taking the time to enjoy the scenery as she often did before. The higher ranked Octoling took notice to her lack of communication, and decided to tease her a little by pistol whipping the side of her head.

"Ow-!"
"Ah, lighten up. I'm the one stuck with ya, an' you don't see me complainin'. What'd you even do, anyway?"

Bic winced, baring her large, sharp teeth as she kept her gaze to the asphalt beneath their feet while they traveled. "...Treason.", She spat with every ounce of hate she could muster.
"Woah, that's pretty heavy. Normally, Octavio woulda had you beaten to a pulp, then had ya exiled. To be honest, ya got off easy - He musta been in a good mood...that or yer somethin' special."

"Tch." Bic rolled her eyes behind her goggles and continued to stay silent after that. She really didn't feel like talking about this of all things, now of all times. She took three more steps behind the commander before she felt her hard hand smack her chest armor, which hurt a little against her sensitive bruises; Just enough to annoy her. "Seriously! Quit i-"
"Shh! ...Ya hear that? Get yer gun out an' stay quiet."

She once again rolled her unseen eyes, more following orders and tagging behind as the Commanding Octoling stealthily crawled over to a vantage point. The kelp-clad octoling took a look down and grinned a huge, toothy grin before silently signalling her to come to her side with a movement of her hand. Bic's highly annoyed look slowly turned into one of shock, then pure horror as she spotted Agent 6 down below, moving past them - unaware of their presence. She turned to her superior, who stared at him with a sinister intent, then gulped as she heard her whisper.

"Looks like it's time for some redemption, rookie."

Before Bic could open her mouth to protest, the other octoling lept down like a cat, pouncing on its prey. She landed with her boot planted deep in his chest, making him fall to the ground, hero shot flung behind him, gasping for air as he reached for her boot, trying desperately to remove it. "Rookie! Get down here! I want you to be able to take credit for this.", The Octoling called, facing her. Hesitantly, Bic once again followed orders, sliding down to the two below. Agent 3 spotted her, knowing who she was instantly by the mole on her arm once more. He weakly held out a hand to her, choking out her name. The Octoling took note of this, increasing her pressure on his chest and making him cough out a little more.

"So, you two already know each other, uh?"
"P-please, stop! You're hurting him!"
"Oh, I'm gonna do more than hurt him."

She brought her weapon down to him, pressing the barrel against his forehead. Bic quickly hopped onto her, trying feverishly to get the gun away from her, but to no avail - she was thrown back onto the ground behind them with great force. Her commander stared at her as she weakly tried to get up - her bruises made any pain received feel like it was multiplied by many levels.
"I see...so he's the reason, eh? Well then, Octavio's gonna be thrilled to know he's gone!" She spat as she turned back to the inkling underneath her. She raised her foot ever so slightly, allowing him a bit of air but still holding him in place. "You've caused a lotta trouble, scum. Ya even got 81C here in trouble witcha," Bic winced, seeing Agent 6's eyes widen, almost like he had a sudden realization as he noticed the bruises on her body. "So, you trash," The octoling continued, "Ya got any last words?"

Agent 6 painfully raised his head to fully look at Bic past his captor. He fretted when he saw she'd started to cry, tears flowing like crystalline rivers down her smooth face. "Bic I-I'm sorry...I just needed to see you again...to thank you for all the times you saved my butt - I know it was you...I just wish I could repay you- GAK!" He coughed, feeling the full force of the boot returning to his chest.

"How touching...Almost makes me wanna puke." She spat, forcing the gun further against his forehead. "Too bad I'm not one for sappy shit, or I'd let ya kiss and make up."

Bic frantically looked about, trying to think of something, ANYTHING, to stop this as she heard the familiar clicking sound of the safety being removed from her commander's gun.

"I'm doin' this for you, kid-" The octoling said, glancing back at Bic for a split second before turning her full attention back to the inkling.

"See you in hell, scum."
"PLEASE, NO!"

There was the sound of a single shot being fired that echoed through the valley, followed by the loud explosion of a body of ink.


(A/N: Well, squit. That escalated quickly...Looks like I did it again. I have to stop killing off my characters. In any case, please be sure to leave me feedback so I can continue to make this story the best it can be, and look forward to the next chapter! Thank you for reading! )