Ink Notice

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Splatoon is created by Nintendo, and is owned by Nintendo. I do not own Splatoon, nor do I use this fanfic as profit.

-Burned-

I woke up with Octavia in my arms, somehow she had "wiggled" her way into my arms, getting me to hug her. I blushed a bit at the sight, before I realized that it was just a simple hug. I rubbed her head a bit, trying to wake her up. She was still snoring, and that woke me up.

"Octavia. Wake up. Wake up!"

I kept jostling her, trying to get her to wake up. Eventually, my prods became pushes, before I was tired of trying, and decided to push Octavia off me. She fell clean off my bed, and yet she was still snoring, sprawled out like a starfish, face down. Heavy sleeper then. I laughed at the sight, remembering something that happened last night that was just like this. I went to take a shower, trying to freshen myself up. I kept thinking that something was still bound to go wrong, like an unknown prediction of some sort. I shook the thought out of my mind, just my nerves going paranoid. I looked at myself in the mirror after my shower, much had changed after the years I've had to be an Agent, a guardian of this city. I wasn't that built, yet I wasn't skinny either. Just toned enough from running and lifting all the weapons I've had to use from fighting. I guess people were right about me looking fit. I can also see why Octavia has taken a liking to me. I dressed up for the day; simple jeans and a form fitting shirt. Octavia had woken up during this time and saw my body, then she drooled a bit.

"Hey…what's for breakfast, I'm hungry…"

I went downstairs, and started to prepare breakfast. Everyone was gone already, but my house was still in a state of chaos; party hats strewn all about the place, confetti, and some spilt sodas. That was going to be a tough one to get out. I started to cook, making us simple eggs and toast. Octavia came down, a smile on her face as she smelled my cooking, attracted by food. She began to set the table, then when she was done, she hugged me from behind, planting a small kiss. I took the eggs and toast and gave equal portions to ourselves, before we sat down and ate, just enjoying the day so far.

"How was your party last night, Octavia? Wild, I presume?"

She giggled and blushed a bit, before telling me what had happened last night.

"Well…we played a bunch of party games, a little bit of Truth and Dare, before we all played Guitar Agent. I can remember Callie rocking on the guitar solos she did, and Marie had such terrible drumming skills, we were all laughing so much. You really should have come down, it would have been more fun."

"Well, I'm sorry to ruin your fun, but I don't really have time to do such things, Octavia. I still have to wind myself down from the missions. Speaking of, did Captain Cuttlefish give us anything to do?" I ask.

A knock on the door. I guess the Captain himself showed himself to my door. I was surprised not by his presence, but at the state he was in. His clothes were torn, well, not that they weren't already torn, but bloodied up, and he seemed out of breath.

"Lad! You…have to leave! The others…they're coming after you!" The Captain seemed really out of it, before I took him inside.

"Captain, what's wrong? Who's coming after me? Goodness, you need a drink, Captain. You can't over exert yourself." I went off to get a drink, but I was stopped by the Captain's hand, who seemed serious about the whole matter. I sat back down, before Octavia walked into the room.

"YOU! YOU'RE ONE OF THEM! GET AWAY FROM HER, AGENT 3!" The Captain rushed in front of me, trying to defend me, although I and Octavia were confused as to why.

"Captain, what are you saying? She clearly isn't trying to splat me, you know. Look, she's just as confused as I am!"

The Captain really did seem distraught by the whole affair. I didn't know why, but something in my gut told me that I was going to be involved in a mission, but to what end…?

"F-Fine. Look, is this place secure, Agent 3? You might have someone listening in, and I rather would much like to be alive, thank you." The Captain looked around nervously, like he was expecting a hitman to come out and splat him right on the spot. I assured him that nothing would happen, and that nobody was listening in.

"Well…the public is in an uproar right now. People are saying that you've turned over to being a rogue agent, a terrorizer of the public, a killer!"

Now this was where I was puzzled about the whole thing. People, innocent people, who I've saved, are accusing me of being a killer…? I wanted to hear the whole story.

"Who, Captain…said such things?"

"…That's the thing. We don't know who it is. It could be anyone, but I'd bet coins to crab cakes that it was probably Octavio stirring up trouble once more. But there's photos, videos of someone impersonating you, doing such acts!"

So someone…decided to impersonate me, and try to dispute me. My anger was almost boiling, and Octavia stepped in to calm me down, as I was seething with anger.

"Remember…this is probably just a trick. Better still, we have to head towards Octavio, and interrogate him." Octavia was pounding her fists, trying to assure that we were all just being paranoid. But I couldn't get the feeling that something was still wrong here. Like there was another mastermind behind all this as we all try to unravel the situation. We nodded to each other, picking up our equipment as we geared up. We were about to leave, when Captain Cuttlefish tapped me on the shoulder, pulling me away from Octavia.

"I'm sorry, lad, but I just don't trust that woman. Octavia is an Octarian, and while I do commend her for helping us…I feel as if someone is controlling her, ordering her around. I'd watch my back, if I were you, Agent 3. Stay safe…look, Octavio should still be in his dome, just ask him some questions, but still be on your guard."

I nodded, before heading out the door, with Octavia following behind me. We traveled the streets of Inkopolis quickly, before heading down the familiar sewer hatch towards Octo Valley. We popped out of the hatch, taking in the cool breeze as it blew throughout the whole valley. We expected to find Octavio, but the dome was broken, which astonished us.

"What?! But that dome was meant specifically for Octavio's imprisonment! How did he escape?" I exclaim.

"I don't think he broke out. Look, there's a set of footprints heading away from the dome! Perhaps someone broke him out?"

"Probably. We should track it, maybe it'll lead us to Octavio. Come on."

And so we started to walk. Octo Valley hadn't changed too much, but there was major development from the last time I was here. There was actual solid ground for us to walk on. No more having to Super Jump our way around, which was a big plus for me. I was somewhat terrified of heights, since I had an incident in my childhood, but that's another story. Eventually, the tracks led us to higher ground, to where I would find the one place that would have needed a Super Jump. However…the platform only had Octavio standing on it, clear as day. His back was towards us, but that still didn't stop me from drawing my weapon.

"You! Freeze! Get down on the ground, Octavio! It's useless to try to run!

"Hmpf. So we meet again, Agent 3. For what purpose do you hunt me down again?"

"You know damn well why we are both here, Octavio. We're taking you back and putting you back where you belong for being a tyrant ruler!"

"Oh really? Why don't you shoot me then, Agent 3? You seem to be an excellent killer, after what I've seen. Or are you a coward?"

So he did know about the situation.

"You?! You made me into a merciless killer, an enemy to the public?! You framed me!"

"Yes, Agent 3. I did plant all those photos and videos of you doing such acts, casually splatting lives as if they were fodder to you. You are a klller, Agent 3. And you are! You've splatted Octarians, Inklings that were traitors, and other more lives that didn't have to die, but you splatted them all!"

Octavia seemed nervous by the banter between me and Octavio. I didn't hear anything, only the words of me being a killer. I growled, knowing that he wanted me to beat him with my bare hands, and ensnare me in whatever trap it was.

"Is…that true, Agent 3? You've splatted innocent lives?" She caught me by surprise, before I grimaced at the memories of my past.

"…they were part of the enemy, Octavia. You know this! Don't let him get into your head! He's just trying to turn you against me!" Octavia seemed scared, her face betraying her emotions as she looked at me.

"Well, do what you will. I've done what I was supposed to do. Good luck trying to undo the damage that's been done."

"What do you mean?! Enough! We're taking you in!"

I aimed at my enemy's head, intending to only stun him. However…

"Octavia? Kill him."

"Wh…what? Octavia? What are you-!"

"I'm sorry, Agent 3! Please, forgive me…"

I looked to my left, only seeing the dark barrel of Octavia's gun, before she drove it to my skull, knocking me unconscious. I tried to stay conscious, but I couldn't. I only heard Octavia sobbing, and Octavio laughing triumphantly.

"I'm…sorry then, Octavia…"

I fell, my mind going dark as my vision blurred, but I still saw the look of horror on Octavia's face as she saw me fall to the ground, and the only thing I knew was: I was caught in a war, a secret war that would prove to be one I never knew.

*cringing intensifies* Yeah...that's what I get for being so late with updates. A bad time heh. Again, thank you all for staying with me to read my fics, I do take it to heart. Drop a review, perhaps recommend it, favorite it if you want, and as always, thanks for reading Ink Notice. Until then...to Smash 4!