Agent 3's PoV

They're gone.

The Rainbow Squids had gone into the light, while they left her darkness. But perhaps it was her own fault. Her stubbornness and loyalty to Cap'n had kept her here, and now she was paying the price. She climbed up into the vents and slumped. How long will it be until I can talk to my friends again? She gripped her sides. What if I never go back? A chilling thought, indeed.

Agent 3 laid down on the cold, metal ground, throwing her cape around her like a blanket. I'm so tired... Gripping her Hero Shot, she let herself relax, and soon, she found herself in the comforting darkness that is sleep.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself standing outside the door of her and her brother's apartment. She put a hand on the doorknob, finding it open. She twisted it to open the door, and she stepped inside to find no one in her immediate vision.

"Hello?" she called. "I'm home." No answer. "Hello?" Still, no answer. Maybe he's asleep.

She walked into her brother's bedroom to find him curled up on his bed, no sheets covering him. Oddly enough, his hair was still tied up as well. Gingerly, she approached him and kneeled down to see his face. A peaceful look framed him, his eyes closed.

"Hey, wake up," she muttered. She placed a hand on his arm to give him a little shake, only to find that no warmth emitted from his body. There was only a chilling coldness.

She retracted her hand, gasping as tears formed in the corner of her eyes. He's dead. She pulled him closer to him, lowering her head to sob into his chest. However, instead of burying it in some cloth, her face suddenly became pricked with hay. Agent 3 lifted her head to find that she was back at her old home, the farm, some hours away from Inkopolis. A seahorse was staring down at her, yellow eyes filled with curiosity. It lowered its head and nudged her.

The green-haired girl rose to her feet, her tears still wet. She exited the stall to find her sister, leading a seahorse out to a field. She looked over at her and waved.

"Hey! Why the long face?" she asked.

"I..." She placed a hand on her arm. "It's nothing."

"You sure?" she questioned once more.

"Yes."

"Oh." She blinked. "Alright." Her sister continued walking. "The race's about to start, c'mon!"

"The race?" Where she was from, they often had seahorse races, but she didn't expect one now. "Oh, right."

Agent 3 walked out of the barn, and she immediately found herself in the bleachers, alongside other citizens of the town, cheering names. On one seahorse was her sister, and on the seahorse right next to her was... Tiffany Teuthis, smirking.

She scowled as the name popped into her mind. She loathed that lady. She wouldn't let her ruin another life. The green-haired girl launched herself from her seat, towards the race track.

"Tiffany!" she roared.

The lady's dark eyes glanced over at her, surprised. However, she quickly put on a straight face as she kicked the side of the seahorse, causing it to start galloping towards her, tearing through the obstacles on the race track. Now, the two inklings were racing towards each other, with Tiffany's seahorse threatening to run Agent 3 over. As soon as the long-haired inkling stepped onto the dirt, however, she found herself falling through it, soon landing in a dark area lit with speakers.

Cap'n Cuttlefish struggled in the rope that bound him the pole, while the Octobot King hovered over to him. It turned around to reveal DJ Octavio, his cold eyes staring right into her own. He lifted himself into the air and began to send two silver fists down at Agent 3. She jumped out of the way, only to fall into the abyss. She reached her hand out for the old man, only for him to stare at her with sad, brown eyes.

She crashed on the pavement of the square, her body aching. She rose to find the Rainbow Squids, staring at her with cold expressions.

"Guys...?" she whimpered.

They gave her no answer, turning their backs on her and leaving. Except Inigo. The fair-skinned boy was in the middle of the group, staring directly at her with indigo eyes. He tilted his head in an absent-minded manner, though his face remained the same.

"You don't deserve to be with us," he said blankly, his deep voice lacking any inflections it may have once had. He took a step towards Agent 3, who had taken a few steps back in return. "It's your fault you left." He took his hair out of his ponytail and started to twirl a free tentacle around his hand. "We don't need you. We never needed you."

"T-That's not true," the green-haired girl protested, taking even further steps back.

A smile came across the indigo-haired boy's face. "Oh, but it is." He took a few more steps towards her, now morphing into her brother. "He needed you," her brother stated with Inigo's voice. "And you left him."

"Stop it!" she cried out, tears pricking her eyes. "He's not dead!"

He gave an empty laugh before shifting into the form of Cap'n Cuttlefish. "You don't have much time left to save him," taunted Inigo's voice. "Like Marie said, it's been two months since she's last heard from him."

"He has to be with what's-her-face!" Agent 3 fell to her knees, looking up into the Captain's brown eyes. "He has to be!"

He ignored her, now transforming into one of her exes. "And what about everyone you've dated?" the deep voice, in stark contrast with the feminine form he had taken, questioned, eyebrows furrowing. He transformed into another ex. "You've hurt them, too." The long-haired inkling fell to her back, crawling away from the shape-shifting inkling. He continued taking the forms of her exes, all while advancing towards her. She hit an invisible barrier, where he retook Inigo's form in front of her. "You've hurt us all."

"I..."

Inigo proceeded to transform into a green serpentine creature with four long arms, the undersides of them white and filled with suction cups, not unlike an ancient squid. The hands were clawed, being tipped with red. Tiffany's head was plastered on the top of the creature, appearing as if she was stitched onto it.

"Who are you gonna save now, buttercup?" hissed Tiffany's voice. "You can't save everyone!" She dove towards her with an open gape, and Agent 3 covered her face, screaming.

When she opened her eyes, however, she was staring at the darkness once again. She took some deep breaths, sitting straight up. She scanned the area for a little bit before rising to her feet again. Clenching her Hero Shot tighter, she started walking again, her eyes and ears once again alert for any strange Octarians that may come her way.

It was just a dream, she reminded herself. It was just a dream...

A/N: Hey, so here's Bonus Story 2. It's pretty short, but hopefully it gives you an insight into Agent 3 - what she was like before she became Agent 3, and her fears. It may seem a little confusing, but I trust you, it'll make much more sense when I reveal her identity, which shouldn't be too hard to figure out beforehand. Remember, when you guys find out about her identity, so will at least one of the Rainbow Squids. See you in September, and Branchwing, out!