Chapter 3
"Why are we here?!" He growled. "And I swear, if you lay a finger on Kira, I'll cut off your hand and shove it so far up your ass you can see it with your own damn ego!"
TarTar raised his hands up in defense. "Easy there, tiger. I just want to have a friendly chat with you."
"That's a load of shit and you know it." He sneered. "And behind bars too? This is anything but friendly."
"You can't be too careful nowadays." He inquired.
Chili leaned against the wall and glared at Tartar. "Well? Get on with it. Or do you like staring at me in this tight ass leather?"
TarTar smirked. "It looks rather good on you."
Chili made a disgusted face. "You fucking pervert."
"Say what you want. That's not what I wanted to talk about."
"Then what do you want?! You make no fucking sense back then and you still don't make sense" He growled.
TarTar leaned against the bars. "I want to talk about the girl."
"Kira? Are you going to do that whole cliche where you offer me freedom and you keep her here with your sorry ass?" Chili asked with a bored tone and raised eyebrows.
"Well..."
He laughed. "Pathetic! I may be an asshole but I'm an asshole with standards."
"What standards?" TarTar wondered.
"Oh go fuck yourself, you piece of trash." Chili snarled and smashed the cuffs against the bars, sending him running.
He roared in frustration and kicked at the bars, hoping for something magical to happen; his foot melting the bars, the bars turning into ash, anything. But to no avail.
Kira finally began to stir as she looked up at Chili. "Chili...?"
He immediately stopped his temper tantrum and ran directly over to Kira. The glass between them stopping him from actually helping her, but he did put his hands on it. "I'm so glad you're okay."
She rubbed her neck with a grimace. "Not really. Felt like I was stabbed in the neck by a mosquito!"
He grimaced as well. "You're not wrong about your neck being stabbed.." Chili pointed to her neck. "Your's left one hell of a bruise."
"We have to get out of here... Our friends could be next." Kira said in a worried way.
Chili growled in frustration. "There's gotta be an easier way to get out!"
"Maybe I can help?" A eerie voice rang.
Both jerked their heads towards the sanitized octoling standing in front of them, their glasses covering their eyes and their sickly green skin sending shivers down their spines.
"Is this some kind of sick joke to you pests?" Chili snarled. "Because I'll give you something to laugh about!"
"Whoa whoa! Easy their Chili Pepper! Let's not get too hasty!"
Both raised an eyebrow and looked confused. The octoling removed their glasses and put their hand resting on the bridge of her nose.
"Imagine there's two." They told them.
Kira beamed, whisper-shouting. "Mis!"
Misery let her hair and eyes go back to the way they normally were and grinned.
"Wait-How?!" Chili wondered, his voice in a whisper-shout as well. "Shadow Inklings, as far as I know, can't change their appearance like that unless..."
Misery sighed. "Yeah... I'm part Shadow Parasite."
Chili seemed to turn red in the face and threw himself against the bars. "You! I oughta kill you, ya filthy liar!"
"I had no choice! I wanted to help you out but I didn't want to scare you." She implored. "Please... I can get you out, you just have to-"
Hearing voices, Misery retreated into the depths of the facility and hid, transforming back into the sanitized octoling and throwing on her glasses.
"Commander wishes to see you." An octoling droned.
"He can suck a fat one." He sneered.
Kira was hoisted to her feet and dragged to another room, her kicking and yelling. Chili shouted her name and was dragged to the same room.
The room reeked of chemicals and made their vision blur. Being slammed into the floor, the inklings were tossed aside.
"Welcome, to the game of all games." TarTar smirked. "I never thought you'd make it this far to stop my plans. But I guess I underestimated you. So I'm going to put an end to your little winning streak once and for all!"
Kira growled. "You're not going to get away with this! They're going to end you!"
TarTar grinned. "And that's where you're wrong my dear." He chuckled. "Oh. So. Wrong!"
Kira yelled as she was thrown onto a pedestal and the cuffs she wore fell off and the wires she was painfully greeted with in the first encounter pierced her back and made her scream, her wings unfurling and her dark form emerging as the energy began to get drained from her.
"You stop that right-!" Chili was quickly interrupted by a cloth being tied around his mouth and pulling his arms behind his back. Anger piling up in his core as he struggled and thrashed like an angry bull.
The dark inkling felt hot tears roll down her face from the pain. "Ch-Chili!" She cried.
TarTar laughed maniacally watching the show go down. "Oh what a show!"
Don't let him win
Kira struggled more and more against the chains.
Chili needs you!
She roared and ripped the chains from their place embedded in the walls and ran over to the inkling, unbinding him and freeing him.
"Ready to kick some ass?" She grabbed his hand and raised her sword.
He grinned. "Hell yeah."
An aura began surrounding the two and they felt themselves merge together in a blinding light.
'What is this?!" TarTar growled. "I demand answers!"
A smooth, new york accent answered back. "And answers you shall receive, punk!"
