Co-Existence: A Splatoon FanFiction
DISCLAIMER!
Splatoon is created by Nintendo, and is owned by Nintendo. I do not own Splatoon, nor do I use this fanfic as profit.
-The Fight-
Leon, being the first to fire, shot one of the Elites. He cried out in pain, a splotch of ink hitting him in the shoulder.
"Curses...you made it personal, inkling. See what you did?!"
The shield faltered for a moment, before finally collapsing, leaving the trio exposed. The Elite took this chance, and charged wildly at Leon, before he could react.
"Hehehehehe! Easy pickings! Die-" was all the Elite member said, before he exploded in a spectacular shower of colors. Leon had gunned him down, and the other two had retreated into the dark, plotting.
"What do we do? Leon can take them on, but what about us? We can only see, but our reactions won't be able to be fast enough! Mai, stay close to me!"
Mai nodded, before standing back to back with Mio, who then took a shot in the dark. No hit. The leader of the unit then retaliated; a shot to Mio's leg incapacitated her, rendering her useless for the fight. Crying out in pain, Mai started to bandage Mio, but Mio stopped her.
"It's just a flesh wound, I'll be fine...ngh!" Mio put pressure on her leg, trying to stop the bleeding on her leg. Mai, being the Octoling she is, took this chance to put on her goggles, giving her some chance to see the last remaining two.
"Come on, coward! Fight like a true warrior instead of skulking around in the shadows!"
A laugh, before a cloak was thrown to Mai. Two flashing eyes pierced the darkness, and Mai saw why the leader of the Seahorse Unit was aptly named so: for he had a powerful presence to him; one that filled the room.
"You want a fight? Fine. Know this, Octoling traitor. When I'm done with this battle, you will never live to see the light of day again. Come on."
The eyes shut, before they reappeared in front of Mai, before she was pushed back with astounding force. The leader had assumed a fighting stance, ready for a fistfight. Mai saw that the leader towered well over her small height; a common trait of the Sharkai. Dressed in blue armor, with golden plated shin guards and feet, he had a cocky grin on his face. The glowing lights that she saw were actually the eyes of the helmet he wore, bearing a falcon spreading it's wings.
"Captain James Fal. Remember the name, Octoling. It will be your last. Take this!"
A punch that should have been impossible to throw came flying towards Mai, and was barely able to dodge the punch, but felt it glance her cheek. Her instincts and training as an Octoling came on inside her head: her face became expressionless. Tossing the Octoshot she had aside, she readied for a fight as well.
The two charged at each other, fists ready to punch skin as they countered, feinted, and even rapidly punched at each other. But Mai was losing, as she simply had no advantages, while James, he had more rigorous training and power. But still, she fought. But James had gotten the upper hand when she was placed in a grapple hold; with no way out, she struggled.
"Useless. The Captain never loses. You can struggle, but it is-urk!?" James had let go suddenly, before Mai was gasping for breath.
"Heh. Classic backhand! Always works in a tight situation." Mai thought.
Leon, on the other hand, was having an easy time. Whenever the Sharkai he was fighting took a shot at him, he dodged with ease, anticipating the bullet's path. He aimed down his sight, then fired a barrage of bullets, hearing one of them hit flesh. A body fell in front of him, and Leon huffed.
"Well...at least that's over…" Leon began to walk away, but he heard groaning, before it escalated into shouting.
"Don't you know when to double tap someone?! Die-!"
A shot to the head silenced him. Leon looked shocked, to say the least. He was sure that he had shot him square in the chest. To make sure he stayed down, he took the stock of the Rubicon, then knocked him on the side of the head, making double sure he was knocked out.
"Well. That was short."
Leon then remembered about Mio, and began to patch her up. Knowing that she wouldn't stand pain, he tried to be quick about it, and Mio grabbed the nearest object, putting it in her mouth to muffle the screams. Leon had an apologetic look, but soon, he was done.
"Sorry, Mio. It was the only way that-"
"Mai. Go to Mai…just let me rest here…" Mio said, before she laid her head back. Leon then rushed over to Mai, and see if she needed help. Mai had bruises, scrapes on her body. She was losing, and James was winning. No way she could take him on in pure strength. But perhaps…
"I can't take him on by combat, but maybe I could outsmart him. Let's see if this will work. Please, work…" Mai then charged at James, throwing a straight punch at him. He caught it, but before he could retaliate, Mai stepped closer, and climbed onto James, grabbing him.
"What the-!?"
Mai then put all of her strength into choking James, as hard as her arms would allow.
"If I can't take you down in combat...then I'll take you down by brains!"
James struggled, even giving a few blows to Mai's head, but she stood fast. Eventually, James' blows were losing strength, and he fell. Mai panted, before she stood up and looked at a very surprised Leon. Walking to him, Leon got scared, and begun to back up.
"W-whoa, Mai…?! What are you doing?!"
"Leon…"
"Mai! What's wrong with you?"
Mai then put her arms out. Reaching to Leon, she collapsed in front of him. Leon then caught her, and held her there.
"Mai…?" Leon whispered.
"Don't let go of me...just let me stay like this...for a while longer…" She muttered, before passing out. Leon nodded, before holding her ever closer, but before he could let her sleep, he remembered why he was here.
"The bombs! Oh goodness, I forgot! Hold on, Mai…" Leon then took the bombs he was told, and he came back to see Mio and Mai sleeping soundly together.
"Oh...well...I guess we do need the rest. Come on, guys...let's rest for a bit. But we can't just stay here for long, alright girls?"
They both nodded, before falling back to sleep, with Leon following suit after. They were both going for a short rest, but even Leon was tired as well, and couldn't resist the temptation of sleep...
-Inker's group-
They were outnumbered 6 to 1. Seeing no way to sneak out, Inker readied for a fight with the soldiers that were cracking their knuckles. As soon as Inker moved, so did everyone else; punches were thrown, kicks were given, moves were shown, falcons were punched, but Inker knew that they were going to lose. Still, they fought on.
"We can't give up here! We have to succeed, for Adam and everyone else!" Maya yelled throughout the scuffle. Maya then shot a nearby soldier, and soon, the soldiers fell. But where one fell, two took its place. That was when Inker took a chance.
Inker, bearing his roller, spun it around, ink flying everywhere as it hit the soldiers around him. He and his roller moved as one, moving around to knock out countless soldiers. But more still came. Even after his attack, it didn't do much. What's more, Inker felt dizzy after executing the attack, which left him on the ground. Even with everyone helping, the three of them couldn't do anything to thin the immense numbers of the Sharkai. It seemed that they were hopelessly outnumbered…
"Octarians! Attack the Sharkai!" A feminine voice called out.
All eyes turned to what made the noise. It looked like Eve had finally shown her true colors. One Octarian. Then two. Then more came behind her, rallying to give reinforcements to their friends.
"It's the Octarians! They're helping us!" Inker shouted as he knocked out another soldier.
Soon, the entire area was filled with shouting, fighting, and shots being fired into the night as the Sharkai were now outnumbered, and hopelessly swarmed. Soon, the battle was won, and Eve came up to the Inker's group.
"It seems, that our partners have betrayed us...and seeing their plans for world destruction, I think it would be best if we have a coup d`etat. We know we cannot atone for the countless casualties in war we have previously done, but...will you forgive us, the Octarian race?" Eve solemnly said to Inker.
In a rare moment of seriousness from Inker, he nodded. "I can't speak for the behalf of the Inklings, Octarian-"
"Eve...call me Eve."
"Eve...I can't speak for their behalf, but I will forgive you. I know that your species was just trying to survive. And I understand that. The will to survive." Inker extended his hand as a handshake, and Eve gladly took it, forging the start of a peaceful co-existence together.
"We have to help Adam. He's the one facing the brunt of the Sharkai army, and with Octavio to boot. We should probably go help." Inker stated.
Eve nodded, before rallying her troops with Inker to go to the Main Wing and defeat the Sharkai army. Three others appeared at the entrance to the wing, and everyone stopped to look at the three who were waving at them.
"Think they made up?" Mio asked quietly.
The entire group of Octarians came to the front, with Inker's group in tow. Inker came up to the front, smiling goofily at Leon.
"Kept you waiting, huh."
Leon nodded, before everyone in the group went to business: they had a plan of attack, and they were going to execute it.
"Okay. Here's what we're going to do. Inker, your group will provide the front line support for the Octarians. I'm pretty sure that with the ruckus we've all made, someone has to know what we're doing...So prepare for waves of them to come by. You have that escape route ready?"
"We do. It's a bit small though, might take some time if you want all of us, and the Octarians to come with us. You sure about the escape route being the best possibility?" Inker asked.
"No choice. We have to make the best of what we have, and besides...if we can't go anywhere, then we go down fighting to the last soldier. Anyways, as soon as the waves come out, take places; don't take any unnecessary risks to take them out. Watch each other's backs, and make sure to keep each other safe. Remember: We have to hold them off, all of us aren't enough to take on the Sharkais' general, and Octavio." Leon then picked up his weapon, hefting it in his hands. "We don't have that much combat experience. But what we can do is hold them off, and hope for the best."
"Hm. Then what are we going to do to fight them?" Mai asks.
"Anyone have a map of this compound?"
"Here!" An Octarian then threw her map, and Leon caught the map, before laying it out in front.
"From the looks of this, it looks like the main entrance to this door is in front of us. That means they all have to come in the front and try to break our defences, so we just have to hold this area. The enemy will probably have advanced weaponry, and will probably decimate us...but we have to hold this area. This is the only way we can't let the battle be lost." Leon then began spinning his weapon.
"If, we do get defeated...what is the purpose of us defending this place?" Eve asked.
"...Adam is in there right now with Violet and Akane. They both seem to be the ones that can stop this entire invasion to both our races. I believe in him. So I will fight for him and his race, Eve...and I will die trying to help that cause."
"...Octarians!" Eve shouted out. The Octarians all stepped in place, before taking their weapons out. "We must help our fellow comrades in need. Defend this place with everything you've got, and do not fail me. Understood?!"
Unanimous yelling was heard from the Octarian group, and cheers burst forth from everyone. "I'm Hu-man as well, so I feel your cause is right. I won't let Adam down…" Eve then took off her cloak, and her armor was now in full view. Plates of iron were sewn together to make the most protective armor that everyone could have ever seen, even rivalling that of an Octarians. Covering her entire upper body, Eve was readying her weapon, a Charger especially customized to her race. Instead of a typical Charger type, it seemed to resemble more of a assault rifle than a ordinary Charger, with a custom Inktank as its ammo box. On the stock itself, was the faded logo of Moses Shellendorf, Sheldon's grandfather. "I will die for his cause. I won't die that easily, though…" Eve said.
"Well then, everyone! Take places, and fortify it as best you can do. We have a war to fight…"
Just then, an alarm blared out, and soon, marching footsteps were coming forth, and everyone took places. Leon's group and Inker's were at the front of the lines, all ready for a fight. The Sharkai took a look at the defending side, and laughed, for they thought that they were the superior race, with better weaponry, and tactics, they were the best. The first wave of soldiers came upon them, and Leon's entire group charged, with the Octarians providing support. War had begun…
-Adam's Group-
"Focus, Adam...then punch him with all you've got!"
Adam clenched his fists, concentrating, hoping against hope that somehow, he would be able to strike Octavio in his powered up form. With no weapons to defend himself with, he only had his bare hands to fight, albeit he had some gloves to fight.
"Grrr! Die!" Octavio shouted, before he then charged again, leaving no time for Adam to react as he seemed to flash, then he was a literal blur of purple; an after image of him stood across Adam, before the image faded, and Octavio was right in front of him again.
"What the-!?"
Adam then received a swift punch to the gut, before he doubled over in pain. Octavio followed up with a kick to his stomach, sending Adam flying towards a stack of boxes. Violet could do nothing but cry out, tears flowing out as she saw Adam being mercilessly beaten to a pulp. Adam stood up, surprising everyone, even Octavio as he stood for a mere moment, before calmly walking over to Adam.
"You know you can't beat him. Let me take over." Adam's "consciousness" spoke to him, and he shook his head.
"I can't. If I give up here...what will I do? I can't let you win!" Adam shouted out, both to his inner self, and Octavio, who took it as a sign of defiance. Octavio stood in front of him, smirking, knowing that he would be able to enact his act of vengeance. Preparing a punch, he wound up his arm, making sure that he would feel the power behind his punch. He charged fully, his mechanical arm sparking a purple hue as the power was ready to be unleashed upon Adam.
"N-NO! LET HIM GO! Adam, stand up! Please, Adam! Stand up!" Violet shouted.
Octavio yielded for a moment, before sneering at Violet. Pointing his charged arm at Violet, he unleashed arcs of electricity towards Violet, shocking the inkling girl as she felt pain like no other. Adam tried to avert his eyes, but couldn't tear them away; he knew that Violet was suffering. Why, then, could he not do anything?
"...I trust that you won't hurt her. Please." Adam thought out in his head. A dark laugh resonated inside his head in reply.
"FOOL! I AM OCTAVIO, THE LEADER UNMATCHED! What can mere words do to stop ME?!" Octavio roared, before charging his arm again. Adam was barely standing at this point, and when he was fully standing, Octavio was then ready to attack; and so he did.
Ramming his foot into the ground, into a stance, he then uttered final words towards Adam, before raising his knee and his fists, then somehow, he charged at Adam, purplish after images of himself trailing behind as he moved.
"Die One Thousand Deaths!"
Adam stood there, head hung as his arms hung there, almost emotionlessly. Violet stared at him as she looked on; and images of Adam's dead body lying there was too much for her to handle, forcing herself to look away. Time slowed in that moment; for what seemed an eternity to her, was mere seconds in Octavio's eyes. He neared victory, and his hands caught Adam.
Hoo boy...I've got a lot to explain, don't I? Well, first things first, readers: I'm sorry for not keeping up for a year now. I've gotten busier in my life, but I do still remember this story, and my others. I don't like to forget things or put them off. I made a promise, and I really should be keeping it...again, I apologize for my lateness! *kneels in shame once more* But...if you ARE still here, reading this story...then thank you very much for staying with me for this long. We're not too far from the climax, now!
The war begins; the battlefield set as the two opposing forces now fight for victory, or defeat. With Adam left to fend for himself, Octavio himself seems unstoppable, but seems more angrier than ever, confident that he can wipe out his enemy before him. Can the Inklings triumph over DJ Octavio once more...? With bonds slowly being reforged, as the Octarians and Inklings finally find a bond, together, they stand against the Sharkai, determined to make it through the war.