This is the second of two chapters today.
The Scroll depicted a group of four, along with a familiar feline. Immediately recognizable was Judd's unique colouration, but as they looked at the image longer and longer it seemed more and more like the Inkling sitting on the ground was Colin.
That can't be, this is from one hundred years ago, Devan awed as they sat on a bench in a very sparsely populated part of town.
"Says the time traveler. Says here that this is... the only known photo of the Squidbeak Splatoon. Huh. Fought in Great Turf War... hey, is it just me, or does that guy there look like he's wearing a cap?"
Actually, now that you mention it, yes, Devan admitted. In fact, doesn't that face kinda look like the right shape to be like Marissa's?
"Well, I guess I know what we're doing now," Colin said thankfully. "Find Marissa, go back in time, sort out that war thing-ma-jig."
Easier said than done, Devan muttered telepathically. But it shouldn't be too too hard to find her.
"Why's that?" Colin asked, legitimately interested.
Because she's over there.
Colin followed her back through the sewer passageway, not really sure how to approach her. He was careful this time to edge his way down instead of leaping down and sliding his way through, and he managed to follow her without making too much noise. She got to the end of the tunnel after a minute or two and she went into the shack there not long after.
He stood looking confused in the center of the platform for a while, until she inevitably came back.
"Who are you?" She said simply, not really sure what to think.
Marissa had yellow-gold tentacles that ran straight down to her hips, and bright electric blue eyes which struck Colin as being very unique. She held a small weapon in one hand and wore bright pink rubber gloves on her hands, as well as a bandana which she had wrapped around her head.
"I'm Colin," Colin replied immediately, without thinking much about it. Devan shrugged and stepped forward.
We're here to bring you to your destiny. She said, making the girl's eyes go wide.
"I wouldn't believe you, but then again, I wouldn't believe a telepathic cat." She admitted.
I'm a dog, thank you very much, Devan grumbled.
"Uh, dog. Sorry, I've never met one before, and I just assumed that you were the same species as Judd." Marissa apologized. Devan took this in stride, deciding disdain was a good choice in this situation.
"Devan is special, don't take it too badly," Colin reassured her.
Marissa blinked. "Wait, what is all this about destiny? Is this a joke?"
"Not that I know of, but I haven't bothered to ask questions, which is a good start to not knowing," Colin replied readily. "All I'm sure of is that you're the inkling in this scroll, which means you're in the wrong timeline." Colin promptly showed her the scroll, and after a few moments Marissa's jaw began to vibrate ever so slightly.
"Isn't that... the Squidbeak... Splatoon?" she said nervously. "The heroes from the war and such? Because I know that I'm above-average with a weapon, but... it's not very believable. I mean, I live one hundred years after the fact..."
"Which is why you have time-travelers like us on your case," Colin finished for her.
"What?"
"Well, Devan here can time travel, and in all honesty I believe her because I've seen it firsthand. Also, it's kind of all in my notebook, and it hasn't been wrong yet." Colin decided not to mention that he'd only been there for a day.
"I guess I'm supposed to take that in stride," Marissa suggested sarcastically. "Who am I kidding?! This doesn't happen!"
"Apparently it does sometimes," Colin replied sheepishly. "Look, it wasn't my choice. I'm in as much of a dangerous situation as you are."
"And what if I accept?" Marissa said curiously.
I send you back one hundred years or so, you spend a year or two sorting out the war, and we go back to the exact moment we left better people. Devan said sweetly.
"Oh."
"Hey, Devan, let me just ask something. Since we have to travel back anyway, it doesn't matter if she has some extra time to get used to the idea, right?" Colin inquired.
Devan considered. It should be okay.
"Thank you," Marissa said honestly. "I think that'll help."
When Colin left, he looked up at the darkening sky and asked, "Where are we going to stay tonight?"
I dunno, maybe there's a nice place under the stars... Devan commented. Oh, look. A Skatepark.
"Huh. So it is."
Dibs on the top of the slide.
A/N; Hi Hi! It's been a while!
So, what do you guys think? It's a bit crazy and stuff, but it'll calm down (very slightly) soon. I hope you enjoy the story!