This is gonna be a long one, folks!
"Okay. Now I'm supposed to interrogate you. Good thing too. I have some questions." She stated. "Ah, alright then." She brought out a stack of papers. "Okay, first off- WHY were you even here? Did you really accidentally fall into a hidden part of Octoville?" He took a long pause. "..You see, I was.. Studying the Octolings." He felt a clamp on this neck, and looked to his left. The Octoling had hooked him up to some sort of Lie Detector as it seemed, and a big one at that. She walked over to a computer. She started to study the computer. "Alright. Says you're telling the truth, but why would you even study us? To learn our movements and report them to Agent 4?! Huh?" "N-no, not at all. I'm against him. He's some sort of PSYCHOPATH." "Her eyes widened. She dashed to the computer and studied it again. "..So it is true.. You.. really… are on our side?" "You could say that, yes. I felt like there was something missing.. You guys aren't dumb. Why wouldn't you just ask us to share? We have more than enough energy to help you guys out." "First, I'M the one asking questions here. Second, I thought you studied up on Octarian History? We did ask. We even offered a peace treaty!" Now his eyes widened. "I've never heard that before." She went to check the computer again. Then, it came to him. It was all a cover-up. They had fooled the Inklings into thinking the were brutal species, when they were really.. Just like them. "You aren't lying, huh?" "I should have known. It was a cover-up." What are you rambling about?" She still had an edge in her voice, even though she understood his sympathy towards the Octolings. "Look, there was zero sign of anything like that on the Internet, in the books, or anywhere." A blank stare again. She slammed her fist on the desk. "Those.. LIARS!" She shouted. He was surprised by the calm and collected Elite suddenly shouting. He wondered if something had triggered that response"...Have you lost any loved ones? You know.. To Agent 4?" She paused. "I'm sorry if it's too personal. You don't have to answer…" She took a breath, then spoke, "..My sister.." A tear started to roll down her face. "...I'm deeply sorry for your loss.. And it's not fair that you should have to fight after a loss. I think you deserve a break." He advised. "No.. I have to fight.. And kill Agent 4.. I swear it." He could see the pain and grief in her eyes. "I swear I.. We.. will do anything in our power to end this… but you have to untie me first." "Oh.. right." She wiped her tears and started to untie him. He stared at her face and studied her facial features as she untied him. He started to notice the differences between the Inklings and the Octolings. He couldn't see her eyes, but noticed how slick her hair was. Jet black and dull gold. "Hey. What're you staring at?" He hadn't even noticed he was staring. "Oh, uh.. Nothing. I've just never seen an Octoling in real life." He stuttered. "Well, you better get used to it. I have a plan." She grinned.