Kal's home, Inkopolis
Since Kal hadn't slept for quite a while he didn't wake up until the sun was high, not exactly unusual since Inklings lived a carefree lifestyle and often didn't care when they got up.
Kal awoke to the familiar sight of his room, with all that had happened recently he was glad he could see this normal sight again.
When Kal entered the living room, Victoria was already awake, she sat on the couch in the living room, once again lost staring at the closed family album she had brought with her.
Kal wished he could do something to get VIctoria's mind off that.
"Good morning Victoria."
"Good morning, or should I say good afternoon? its already past twelve you know, you sure can sleep."
"Ahh well, Octo Valley really tired me out."
Kal turned to make himself breakfast, or lunch? Brunch.
As he tossed out an empty milk carton he noticed a wrapper with unfamiliar writing on it already in the trash.
Then it crossed his mind, what had Victoria been eating since she got here?
"Umm, what did you have this morning?"
In response, Victoria held up the bag she brought with her from Octo Valley.
"I brought my own rations from Octo Valley."
"Rations?"
"Yeah, stuff like oatmeal, jerky, hardtack, things that last pretty much forever."
Victoria tossed Kal some jerky.
It didn't look like any jerky Kal had seen before, curious he took a bite and immediately regretted it.
"Salty! Why is there so much salt on this? Actually isn't it dangerous to eat something like this?"
Victoria shrugged
"Is this what you normally eat in Octo Valley? Aren't you worried about getting hypertension or something?"
"Well no, this is what soldiers eat when they are away on missions for prolonged periods of time, it's easy to carry around and won't go bad for years to come."
Now curious as to the quality of "rations" Kal picked up Victoria's bag.
"Umm may I?"
"Sure"
Kal rummaged through the bag and pulled out a piece of hardtack, it sure looked like hardtack, and felt like it but...
"Why did you bring this along in the first place?" Kal said while tapping the hardtack.
"I didn't want to bother you any further by eating your food."
"What? Why are you worried about that? Last time you didn't.."
"Last time? Do you really want this to be a repeat of last time?"
"Yeah you're right, let's not make this a repeat of last time, but still.." Kal was now trying to split the hardtack in two, but it was so tough he couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried.
Victoria couldn't help but laugh a bit at Kal struggling with a piece of hardtack.
Kal brought the hardtack over to the kitchen counter and slammed it down as hard as he could.
'SLAM!'
The strangely tough hardtack still stayed in one piece.
"Why is this so tough? It feels like you can knock somebody out with this, is it even possible to eat such a thing?"
Suddenly Kal had an idea to get Victoria's mind off recent events.
"You know what, it's past noon anyways, put on your helmet, let's go out to eat!"
"Wait what? Isn't this a bit sudden?"
"What do you mean? You said you didn't want to eat the food I have right? But this is Inkopolis, a place of fine cuisine and you're here eating balls of salt and hardtack that are as tough are bricks? Besides you never really got a chance to really enjoy Inkopolis last time, so come on! I'll show you around."
"Wait! isn't there a lot of Inklings around at this time? Won't I risk getting spotted?"
"Don't worry, the helmet worked before, it will work now and if someone sees what's under it just pretend its a wig or some new hairstyle."
Since Kal was insisting they go out for something to eat, Victoria accepted. Kal knew this was a bit forceful but what other choice did he have? If he didn't do something she'd spend the next few days just sitting there with that same blank gaze. Luckily there was lots to do in Inkopolis Plaza alone, so there should be more than enough here to help her forget about the recent past.
Inkopolis Plaza
"Well? do you have anything you want to try?" Kal asked as he and Victoria arrived in Inkopolis Plaza.
"Why are you asking me? Weren't you the one who wanted to come out here to eat?"
"Hey just asking, if you got nothing then i'll choose, there's this one place that has great sushi, did you have sushi in Octo Valley before?"
"Umm not really."
"Well then time to try something new, i'm sure you'll love it!"
Victoria followed closely behind Kal, constantly glancing around.
"Why are there so much Inklings heading into that tower?"
"That's Inkopolis' main attraction, Inkopolis tower, where Inklings can access the battle lobby for turf wars and other battle modes."
Of course, Victoria still didn't know about respawning, so she was taken aback by the sheer number of participants in what she thought was a gladiatorial death match.
'Why are there so many Inklings taking part?'
"Is it normal for that many Inklings to be there?"
"Yeah, everyone loves turf wars! I can show you Inkopolis tower later if you like."
"Oh no thanks, I think i'll stay away from anything combat oriented for now."
"Alright then.'
As Kal took Victoria to a sushi restaurant, Inker had also arrived in Inkopolis Plaza.
Inker and several other Inklings had their attention turned to the various T.V screens in Inkopolis plaza.
He was planning to join Neon in Inkopolis tower, but given recent events, he felt it would be wise not to miss out on anything.
From what he saw, he was glad he made the choice to watch the news.
"Once again, protesters outside government buildings are expressing their concerns with Inkopolis' security, reforming the army seems to be on everyone's minds here."
Although this didn't really concern him, it was important to know why Inklings were starting to call for a new Inkopolis army.
The answer was: the victims of the Octarians.
On screen, reporters Inker was not familiar with talked with a family of light purple Inklings.
"Mr and Mrs Fields, what are your thoughts on this movement."
As the screen zoomed in on two middle aged Inkling a subtitle appeared at the bottom of the screen which read: "Wister and Mauve Fields, parents of Octarian squidnapping victim."
"Well I really appreciate what they are doing, it's so heartwarming to see so many other Inklings stand up for this injustice. I really have no idea who thought Inkopolis was safe enough to go on without an army, but I do know that now is not the time to ignore what is happening, not when our loved ones can be taken away at anytime."
Inker could see what this was all about.
"You are aware of the consequences that would arise if Inkopolis went to war with Octo Valley."
"Of course, I'm not saying we should go to war, but that we should prepare for the worst, how can anyone ignore the fact that a dozen Inklings were taken by the Octarians? And at random too? Our daughter Lila was a good girl, she never hurt anyone, but the Octarians didn't care, they took her to Melanin and did awful things to her, scarred her, physically and emotionally…..."
'Yep, as expected…..'
Inker obviously never saw the Great Turf War with his own eyes, and he didn't want to either, the whole point of keeping both the New Squidbeak Splatoon and the actions of the Octarian army secret was to avoid starting another war.
Of course, it's hard to hide something when so many witnesses are involved and they weren't going to just leave them to their fate, they had no choice but to just hide the New Squidbeak Splatoon and let the ones they rescued reveal the Octarian army's actions.
But still, first Kal gets captured, then Vert starts suspecting them, then Victoria loses her family, now this, Inker really couldn't catch a break.
The news showed images of Inklings shouting, waving signs saying "Rearm Inkopolis!" and "Defend our homes!" while police officers in uniform stood around, forming a wall around the building and making sure nobody got violent, then there were more interviews.
"While most were rescued by detective Vert and his team, a few were less fortunate." one reporter said.
A picture of an orange Inkling showed up on screen.
"Bogs Mire, aged 20 was one of the first Inklings to be taken, he never made it out of Octo Valley…."
The screen cut to show several other Orange Inklings, holding and crying together.
"...his family, still healing from their loss, has not given us any comment."
Then a cut to the studio
"This is the only the second day since the interview of Lila Fields went viral and there has already been such a powerful reaction, so far all we have heard from the prime minister was this:"
"We cannot be so quick to judge anyone in our current situation. While my heart goes out to those who have suffered or perished in the recent events, it is still unclear what is really happening in Octo Valley. We do not know the motives of these squidnappings, nor if the Octarian army was even involved, all we know is that they were taken to Octo Valley, that does not mean the Octarians had to have been involved. For now we will attempt to re-establish diplomatic relations with the Octarians and hopefully we can find out the reason for these squidnappings without further violence."
"What a buncha bogus!" Inker heard someone say.
All around him, there were Inklings were voicing their discontent with the prime minister's decision, while others kept their opinions to themselves and moved on.
'Wait, if they are going to re-establish relations with Octo Valley, does that mean they'll end up sending someone into Octo Valley? I should probably tell Cap'n.'
As Inker left for Cuttlefish's manhole, someone else was skipping along.
Oblivious to what was going on, Neon was strolling by with her E-Liter in hand and ready for another game of turf wars.
She completely missed Inker and went on to Inkopolis tower, however on her way there something else caught her eye.
Sitting near the window in a restaurant was Kal and a helmeted individual.
There was only one cephalopod she knew who had to wear something like that.
At first she thought about dropping by and saying hi, but then as she got closer she started wondering why they were even there to begin with.
After all Kal did say she was really depressed, so shouldn't she be staying inside, alone for a while?
And why is Kal with her?
With her?
She used to joke about the two being in some sort of relationship but…
'Was it true the whole time and I didn't know? What do I know when it comes to these things anyways?'
Neon gasped and covered her mouth. Since that thought had crossed her mind, she couldn't get it out.
'I have to find Inker and Sky, I have to tell everyone, wait no then i'll look like some weirdo spying on these two, no wait, I don't know what's really going on. Ahhhhh! but I want to talk about this so bad!'
Unable to comprehend this, Neon left for Inkopolis tower at full speed.
Cap'n Cuttlefish's shack, Octo Valley
When Inker arrived, Cap'n Cuttlefish was talking with someone he hadn't seen before.
A formal looking Inkling, who appeared to be discussing something serious with Cap'n Cuttlefish.
Who was he, did he know about the New Squidbeak Splatoon?
"Ohho, Agent 3, just in time too."
'Just in time?'
"Arcus, this is Inker, Inker, Arcus."
Inker nodded towards Arcus "Hey how you doing?"
"I'm good, how are you." Arcus held out his hand for a handshake.
'He's really formal? What is he, a businessman or something?' Inker thought has he shook hands with Arcus.
Cuttlefish continued his introductions
"Arcus and I go way back, he's now the minister of national defense, as for Inker he's the one who retrieved the zapfish and captured Octavio, our star Agent; Agent 3."
'This Inkling is the minister of national defense? That explains the formality. First the super fresh and influential Squid Sisters and now a politician? Cuttlefish sure has a lot of connections.' Inker thought.
Arcus in the meantime leaned over to Cuttlefish
"Isn't he a bit young?" Arcus whispered
"He may be the youngest but he's one of the freshest squids on the block, besides he's already proven himself before, i'm sure he can handle it."
It would appear that the two were discussing some sort of mission before Inker arrived.
Inker really didn't want to go back to Octo Valley so soon, he had some really close calls recently, but if someone like Arcus was here it must be urgent.
"What is it that you need me to do?" Inker asked, having heard them guessed that they were going to send him somewhere.
Cuttlefish looked at Arcus, since it was his request it would be best if he explained,
Arcus sighed and rubbed his eyebrows, he probably wasn't comfortable with sending someone as young as Inker to Octo Valley, or maybe his head just hurt.
"Well son, you know how all those Inklings are yelling at the prime minister for a new army? Well the prime minister isn't going anywhere near that idea, instead he thinks that it would be best if we sent somebody to talk with the Octarians."
"I don't think the Octarians are in any mood to talk to any of us."
"Exactly, that's what I thought too, but that's not stopping the prime minister from sending a delegation to Octo Valley to try and talk peacefully with the Octarians."
"So are you asking me to protect them or something?"
"No, the IPD can handle that, you are going to Melanin prison."
"Again? What for?"
"If Melanin prison is as bad as they say, the Octarians will be sure to keep us from seeing it."
"That's all? What about the Inklings heading for Octo Valley?'
"Just leave them to the IPD."
"If the Octarian army goes after them, they will be hopelessly outnumbered."
"I know that! But this is out of my control, I can't stop the delegates, nor give them any more protection! The least I can do now is determine whether or not rearming Inkopolis is the right thing to do."
Inker didn't like this, leaving a bunch of other Inklings to the Octarian army? Never a good idea.
And Arcus, did he want peace or war?
"Even if Melanin is a horrible place, that doesn't mean the Octarians are all that bad."
Once again, Arcus sighed and rubbed his eyebrows
"I know that too, look right now most of Inkopolis is in a frenzy, all that is on their mind is re-arm Inkopolis and take revenge, all we can do now is try to satisfy them, otherwise they'll start calling for the cabinet to step down and let another party take our position."
'Step down? Cabinet?' Inker wasn't sure what Arcus was talking about, all he knew was that he was troubled over something.
He also noticed that Arcus was probably close to Cuttlefish, since he seems to address him as something else normally.
'Well I guess I can trust him for now.'
Nautilus Base, Octo valley
The captain walked through the hallways of Nautilus base, Claire following her on her right and another Octoling on her left.
Arriving at the meeting room, they were met with two other Octolings who saluted greeted the captain, before one of them opened the door.
As the captain entered the meeting room, Claire and the other Octoling went back the way they came as per usual.
So far nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.
The captain joined many other Elites, who stood around a table in the meeting room.
They were her comrades in arms, Octolings she knew by name but addressed by rank, they would also to be splatted as soon as Claire returned.
Spread over the table were all sorts of things for planning their moves; a map of Inkopolis, a map of Octo Valley, little pieces that looked like pawns from a chess game, but were actually used to represent the various splatoons in the army.
There was one placed in Inkopolis plaza, alot of them in Octo Valley and some that weren't even on the board.
"Our spy has managed to herd large groups of Inklings together." one Elite Octoling told Octavia, while placing several markers down on the map of Inkopolis.
"The 401st 403rd and 404th splatoons are standing by for orders." Another Elite Octoling said, placing markers on Nautilus base.
"Good, well captain, are your troops prepared for the mission we discussed?" Octavia said
"Yes, they are ready to move, though the chances of our survival are still slim, I don't like this."
"I'm not asking you to like it, im asking you to do it."
"Yes ma'am, the 402nd splatoon will be ready to move as soon as you give the order."
"Good, moving on" Octavia turned to another Elite, "Lieutenant, we are entrusting base defense to your 405th splatoon."
"Understood."
"Colonel, how many Octostamps are still in working condition?"
"Before we get to that, there is something else tha…"
The captain drowned out the rest.
Octavia wasn't changing her plans, nor giving any sympathy to her and the troops she was about to sacrifice.
It wouldn't be long now, when Claire returns they'll leave for Melanin under the guise of responding to an attack.
Once she and Claire were in the clear, the recoloured volunteers hiding in the vents will toss splat bombs into the meeting room, the Elites inside are currently unarmed so they shouldn't be able to do much, the room was also small and soundproof, with nowhere to hide. Once all the Elites are gone they will sabotage the communications room in Nautilus just in case someone checks on the Elites. Finally they would call the reserve army from Melanin to start a mass evacuation. Once everyone is evacuated they would set up in Octo Canyon, and instead of diving face first into Inkopolis Plaza they would first find a weak spot and exploit it.
'Alright then, first step; fake an attack on Melanin prison'
Melanin prison
Inker had been here three times now.
By now he was used to it, and had gotten here much faster than the last few times.
Just like the last time they came here, Melanin was abandoned, the Octarians having no use for it since they had no more Inklings to hold captive.
He went to the cells, getting a good look at the place Kal was held before, as well as the boiling pit.
From the camera in the Hero Suit, Arcus and Cap'n Cuttlefish saw everything.
Inker continued moving through the halls not worried about anything that might be around the corner.
What he was worried about, was that Inkopolis delegation that Arcus said was going to Octo Valley.
'I wonder what the Octarians will do to them. No I can't think about that, besides there is no guarantee they will hurt them, right?' Inker wanted to believe that, but seeing how their previous encounters with the Octarian army had been so hostile he knew for sure that something would go down.
'It's almost as if the Octarians are trying to restart the war'
A voice brought Inker back to his senses, someone was speaking.
That couldn't be, this place was supposed to be abandoned.
Could there still be something important left behind here?
"Cap'n, Defense minister, there is someone here."
Inker first heard Arcus
"You can just call me Arcus."
Then Cuttlefish
"Well what are you waiting for? Go take a look?"
Following the voice, Inker came to a stop around a corner, there were two Octolings here, what were they doing?
"Besides we don't have a choice now do we."
'Don't have a choice?' Inker wondered
"If you put it that way sure i'd rather go with the captain's plan than attack Inkopolis plaza, its just this whole fake attack thing i'm concerned about. Isn't this a bit too far away from Inkopolis to be a target? Even if they knew we were keeping the Rollers here I doubt they'd actually come for them, considering how badly they performed."
"It doesn't really matter, all we need is a reason for the captain to leave Nautilus and Inkling attack is a pretty good reason regardless."
Arcus started speaking over the radio.
"Okay that's enough, head back now, I need to put the IPD on alert, and hopefully there is still time to get the delegation to turn back."
He could hear Arcus scramble to his feet and leave Cuttlefish.
'Arcus might be satisfied, but I'm not, if the Octarians are starting to use Rollers, it won't be long before they start using things like Blasters and Sloshers.'
"Well Agent 3? What are you waiting for?" Cap'n Cuttlefish asked as Inker did not start heading back to Inkopolis.
"Give me a moment Cap'n" Inker said.
Since the Octolings were staying in one place they were easy to avoid, Inker had no idea where they were keeping the Rollers so he just checked whatever room he could find.
An explosion caught Inker attention.
There was a loud bang, breaking the silence and startling Inker.
Running towards the source, Inker stumbled into a room full of weapons, namely Octobrushes and Rollers.
Someone had blown a huge hole in the wall, but they didn't damage anything else, Inker caught sight of that someone for a brief moment before they ran out the hole in the wall, all he saw was a streak of blue.
'That can't be right, I've never seen a blue Octoling before. Besides why would Octolings blow up one of their own buildings?'
Inker glanced out of the hole but it was dark, since no sunlight ever reached Octo valley, he couldn't see where the unknown creature had went.
He was confused, there shouldn't be anyone else here, so why was there two Octolings seemingly guarding nothing, and something blue that decided to break into Melanin?
'Wait I almost forgot about the two Octolings.'
They would definitely come running by, an explosion like that could easily be heard from anywhere in the prison.
Inker quickly covered as much ground as he could, if he had to fight his way out, he would need to be able to move around.
He was expecting to hear footsteps; the sound of two Octolings running by, instead he didn't hear them.
A moment passed with Inker holding the Hero up, aimed at the door, a moment later he switched to squid form and hid in his ink, still waiting for someone to come running.
Still nothing, Inker stood out and wondered why the Octolings weren't coming.
Oh well, he should probably figure out what to do with all these Rollers the Octarians were probably planning on using in the future.
Then finally the Octolings arrived, they didn't come running, instead they were calmly walking by as they entered the room, still chatting about something.
One of them went "Hmm?" as they saw Inker standing in the middle of the room.
Inker spun around and raised his weapon.
However one of the Octolings started talking.
"Hey now you're supposed to run away after setting off the"
The Octoling didn't finish her sentence, because she caught sight of the blue ink on the ground and froze.
She had probably assumed Inker was someone else before.
"Ahh you are!"
Both Octolings dropped their Octoshots, and started slowly backing away.
...before breaking into a sprint.
"The ghost of Agent 3 is here!"
Inker in the meantime, now stood alone once again in the room, more confused than ever.
"What?" was all he could say.
Nautilus base
One of the Octolings guarding the meeting room peeked inside.
"Captain! There's an urgent matter for you, regarding Melanin prison."
Expecting this, the captain stood up, saluted the rest of the Elite Octolings and turned to leave.
"Bowes, Boswell, Octav, Mckenna, you may as well go with her." Octavia suddenly said.
Four other Elites stood up and joined the captain as she was about to exit the room.
The captain looked at her with a confused expression.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"You think i'm trusting you to successfully assault Inkopolis? I know better than that, these four will aid you, add them to your current troops and move out as soon as you resolve whatever issue you have in Melanin."
The captain grit her teeth, but didn't say anything else and left.
Claire was waiting outside, and was surprised when the captain showed up with four other Elites by her side.
She wanted to ask what were they doing, but didn't instead she reported an attack on Melanin as they had planned.
As for the captain she nodded and kept walking, step one and two was to fake the attack and get her to leave the meeting room.
So far everything can go on according to plan but these four Elites around them were a problem, they wouldn't be able to discuss their coup with the others or they would be found out.
The captain would have to reconsider a few things
'Step one was to fake an attack, step two was to leave the room and head for Melanin, step three is bomb the meeting room, step four is to jam Nautilus base's communications, step five; summon the reserve army. With these Elites paying close attention to us I can't check on the teams doing step three and four, I'll just have to proceed without them checking in.'
Once they get to Melanin, her splatoon would be waiting there, then they would call the reserve army and aid them in evacuating Octo Valley.
So far everything was going well.
Along with Claire and the four other Elites, the captain boarded a saucer and flew off to Melanin.
Meanwhile Lynn was waiting near the communications room with several other Octolings.
She was still having doubts about this, what if they were caught? What if the Acting Leader knows they are coming? What if someone ratted them out?
Right now, both she and the others she was with still appeared to be regular Octoling soldiers, but they weren't using the regular dark magenta ink anymore, in fact the captain had chose to use the exact opposite, light green.
They were supposed to splat everyone in the communications room and tear up the equipment inside….
"I don't like this…" Lynn muttered
'No Octarian had splatted another Octarian in the past century, what are we even doing?'
She looked at her colleagues.
'What do they think? Are we in the wrong here? What about Claire, why does she follow the captain so willingly? Come on, make a choice, make a choice, do I go along? Is there still time to turn back and alert the Acting leader? Should I alert them?'
This uneasy feeling was felt by all her colleagues too, however none of them knew that they were all feeling the same thing.
So they went on with the plan.
Lynn and several other Octolings broke into the communications room, caught up in the heat of the moment, Lynn found herself willingly pulling the trigger on other Octarians. The group gunned down the Octotroopers and Octolings inside….
Melanin prison
The captain and the other four Elites gazed upon the ruined armory.
The hole in the wall was there as planned, but it seems like they took it a step too far and broke some of the Rollers as well.
No big deal, it's not like they couldn't make more.
The Octolings that were supposed to tell them they saw an Inkling break in were taking it a bit too far though.
"I'm telling you! The ghost of Agent 3 was here!" one of them said, appearing to have been shaken up by her encounter.
The second one looked equally spooked
"I saw him too! he was here! Bright yellow suit, Blue hair and blue ink, It had to be him!"
The captain wanted to remind her that they were supposed to see just an inkling, not Agent 3, after all that's why they had a third Octoling destroy the wall while disguised as one.
Still she had to give them credit, their acting was so good that it was fooling the other Elites.
They were discussing among themselves whether or not to believe the two.
The captain heard whispers of: "Agent 3 or not, we have to report this intrusion to the Acting Leader."
It wasn't long before the four Elites decided to contact Nautilus.
The captain wasn't worried, by now the meeting room should have been bombed, and the base's communications cut.
"No response, Nautilus has gone dark." one of the said "something must have happened."
"Perhaps we should go back."
"Our orders were to follow the captain to Inkopolis though."
The Elites seems troubled over what to do.
Since the captain needed to speak without the other Elites hearing, it would be best if they were sent away.
"Our goal is to clear a path for the rest of the army by gaining a foothold in Inkopolis Plaza, but that would be useless if we cannot contact them. We will hold off on attacking until we hear from Nautilus again, or until we find out what has happened at Nautilus." the captain declared
"If that's the case, someone should go back to Nautilus directly." one of the Elites suggested
"Yes that is true, Claire! Get everyone else ready, i'll be back as soon as I find out what's going on at Nautilus."
As quickly as she had arrived, the captain left Melanin in the same saucer, flying towards Nautilus, leaving behind the four Elites and the rest of her Splatoon.
An hour had passed before the captain returned.
By now, the entire splatoon was waiting, the captain stood infront of a legion of troops.
She had an expression of pain and sorrow on her face.
"There was an attack, Acting Leader Octavia and the other Elites are no more."
The others were expecting this, but the four Elites accompanying the captain were not, they hung their heads down, something like this was a huge shock to them.
The captain continued after a brief pause.
"If Nautilus could be breached like this, then Octo Valley is no longer safe, according to protocol we must now contact the reserve army and evacuate to Octo Canyon. From there we shall avenge what has transpired here today."
A/N: Its been a while since I last worked on any of my stories, sorry about that, there was exams and then there was holidays and I ended up too carried away with other things.
Well anyways i'll keep updating this story, in the meantime I read some of the recent reviews and wanted to reply to the most recent one; by Harambe's Spirit
Harambe's Spirit chapter 1 . Jan 2
I haven't even started reading and I'm already impressed by the 100k words from 16 chapters. I feel intimidated by this sequel.
Reply: I'll be honest, this story was originally going to be kind of like an inverse of Behind Enemy Lines, where this time Kal ends up in Octo Valley and Victoria tries to get him out, once again ending at around eight chapters. But as I wrote the first few chapters I figured this story could be so much more; Octarians turning on each other now that Octavio is not there to lead them, Inkopolis' starting to see the Octarians as a threat again, the difference between life in Inkopolis and Octo Valley... its not really a sequel anymore, but rather a whole other story with the same characters.