Chapter 11: The Battle for Inkopolis, Part One

Octopolis, 5:00 P.M.

"Graah! Why won't they just attack already!?" Octavio was waiting, Waiting, WAITING! Cod, he issued the threat forever ago! Why were those agents taking forever?

"Sir, it appears that there are agents inbound." FINALLY

"What!? Really!?"

"Yes, 3 Females and 3 Males."

"Hmmm… Gwohohoho… So they'll surrender just like that? No large battle? Why, that was-"

"GET DOWN!"

*KRACKATHOOOM!*

"What in Barnacles was that!?" Octavio was a little shaken, but fine.

"Sir! The military are advancing!"

Outside Octopolis

The military were in full advance, Moray's on foot and Inklings in jeeps as to eliminate any effect of the Octarian Ink.

"Hahaha! Come, Naranja! Let us crush these fools! That inkstrike of yours did it's work, now let's finish the job!"

"Yes, Carmine's strategy worked perfectly. Now let's put an end to this, Ampere."

Meanwhile, Yahoo Base (Booyah Base), Octopolis tower

"Damage control! What did we lose in those inkstrikes!?"

"Approximately 5 Octolings, 3 Octoballs and 1 Octobomber."

"Damn! Strike coordination, send Bomber Brigade Delta to Sector Seven!"

"On it."

"Where are my Octoweapons!?"

"We're working on them. Octonozzle is ready to deploy."

"Gwohohohoho… Launch in sector Seven."

"On it"

"Focus all Octostriker attacks on Sector Seven!"

"Sir! There appears to be… Another Agent."

"What!?"

"He is leading a internal resistance force against P.O.W. Encampment 5-1. The one with the Squid Sister. Odd."

"Grrr… Relocate Octoling Battalion 39 and Bomber Brigade Epsilon to Sector Five."

"Done."

"Ready my warsuit"

"We've been prepping it since the beginning."

"Good."

"Dropship F is in position."

"Perfect… Release the Octonozzle!"

"Launching…"

Meanwhile, Sector Seven (Arowana Mall District)

"Green. Do you think Morado…?"

"Carmine, he's Morado. He'll be fine."

"Right. So-"

A dropship roared overhead.

"HEADS UP! WE HAVE AN OCTONOZZLE, INBOUND!"

"Octonozzle! You ready, Carmine?"

"Born ready."

"Then let's give it Hell."

Meanwhile, P.O.W. Camp 5-1

Morado was… Less than okay. The initial assault was great, but then an entire Octobomber brigade showed up. Now, he was the only active combatant, and… He was surrounded.

"Sir. The results are: 0 Octarian casualties, 3 Inkling casualties, and 50 prisoners. Including this agent."

"I thought agents were tough? This bloke looks like he's gonna cry."

"Oh yeah, he's gonna pay."

"Any last words, agent?"

Oh cod no not like this.

"Do we have to give him those?"

Not like this not like this not like this.

"Sir, we have inbound."

"What!? Whe-"

*KRACKATHOOM*

"There! Open fire!"

The Octarians spun around and started hammering this… Machine, all to no avail.

*Lifeforms analyzed. Antibodies synthesized. Engaging Octarian forces.*

…And the machine returned fire with a barrage of devastating bolts of electricity, combined with a constant spray of green ink. Within seconds, the Octarians were either splattered or unconscious. Morado was speechless.

"Who… What are you?"

*Request acknowledged. I am designation G-1, aka Gigatonne. I am the only functional Ultra-Humanoid model currently in service.*

"Who made you?"

*Request acknowledged… Clearance granted… I was created by Draco Johnson in the year 3027 in an attempt to preserve the legacy of humanity, however, in the year 12016 I was repaired and reactivated by Cyan Pal- ERROR- Green Jaune.*

"So Green made a Murder-bot?"

*Falsification Detected. I was redesigned to defend civilians and agents of the New Squidbeak Splatoon. Notice: Redeployment orders received.*

And with that, Gigatonne took to the sky, leaving Morado before the now undefended prison. He turned to face the now freed civilians.

"Let's, uh… Give 'em hell?"

Meanwhile, Octopolis tower

"What was that?!"

"Sir, we cannot identify it, however, a initial chemical scan indicates it is made out of an element not affected by ink, possibly aluminum or nickel."

"Then give the order to actively flee it."

"Done. Sir, Octostomp and Octomaw are ready to deploy."

"And my warsuit?"

"80% ready, sir."

"I want Octostomp at the foot of the tower and Octomaw in Sector Seven.

As soon as Octowhirl is ready, deploy in whichever sector that machination is in. Now, have all units focus fire on Inkling troops. Moray electricity has no effect on our important troops."

"But sir… Octolings are affected by the-"

"I said none of the important troops are affected. Now, I'm heading to Dropship O. Octavio out!"

"I hate that arrogant jerk."

"Me too."

Octo Valley, 6:00

"Are we ready?"

"Yes, Ten. Now, we're are we going?"

"That's easy, Rosegold. We are going to raid the bio labs in Octavio City."

"Xbju, xibu!?" (Wait, what!?)

"You heard me, Six. We are attacking the biolabs."

"But… why!? Inkopolis is in danger!"

"Yes, but if Octavio gets any prisoners back to the biolabs, it could spell disaster. Imagine an army of beings like Fou- of… uh… four armed beings. Tall as me, stronger, resilient to electricity, clad in nickel battle armor."

"Yes. Ten is right, Rosegold. We can help Inkopolis once the biolab has been destroyed. Let's go!"

Dropship O, Over Inkopolis, 6:30

"Why isn't Octomaw ready yet!?"

"Because Dropship M was downed in Sector Two. Octomaw has yet to be recovered.

"Just activate it."

"Sir!?"

"Activate Octomaw. Now."

"Uhhh… s-sir, yes… sir."

"Warsuit is at 98% readiness"

"Gwohohohoho… this isn't over yet."

Sector Two (Squidbeak Controlled), 6:34

"I really hope-"

"Shh. Naranja, Carmine. Do either of you hear that?"

Just then, a fin swam into sight… straight towards Ampere.

"Ampere, look-" But Naranja was too late. A set of golden teeth sprang up from the ground, slamming shut almost instantly.

Carmine fell to her knees, tears brimming.

Green stared in disbelief.

Various soldiers stopped fighting and stared at this new war machine.

Naranja sobbed hysterically, overwhelmed.

"By Leviathan, no…"

"Aaaaaaaammmmmmpeeeeerrrrreeeee!"

Just then, a shadow loomed over them.

"This is Lord Octavio speaking. I have Captain Cuttlefish, as well as one of your pop stars and Five Agents. Lay down your weapons and they will not be harmed."

"Mora-mmmpphhh!"

"Agent! Don't say his name, it'll blow his cover!"

"YOU BASTARD! YOU KILLED AMPERE! I'LL NEVER SURRENDER!"

*Let it be known that I, also, will not surrender.*

"You may have some of us, but we're more than enough to take you on."

Green cleared his throat. "Goodness, my. Carmine, Naranja, looks like you've made my choice easier. I won't surrender."

Seeing the Agents courage, the troops were inspired.

"I'm not surrenderin, love."

"Ya! Me neither!"

"Nor I, My Ally!"

"Is good day to fight for our future, dah?"

"Okay then. I gave you a chance, you refused. Octomaw! Capture the Agents, kill anyone el- Octomaw?"

By this point, everyone had noticed Octomaw's constant twitching, as well as its eyes being x'ed out. Then, abruptly, everyone could hear: "mfmfmfnopenopenopenopehellnaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" As Ampere was revealed, having pushed apart the mighty jaws of Octomaw! With that, Gigavolt sent an insane barrage into the gullet of the beast, culminating in a large explosion, as Octomaw was destroyed.

"Coddammit! How the hell did he do that!?"

"Sir! Urgent news from HQ! The Biolab has been destroyed, repeat, our Biolab has been destroyed!"

"YOU USELESS PIECE OF-" Octavio went to hit the officer...

"Language."... only to be blocked by Sev.

"07-34, stand down!"

"No. I am done with watching my people serve as your puppets."

Octavio scoffed. "Bah. Override code 6135. Alpha Zulu Bravo."

Sev smirked. "Ah, you see… I haven't listened to the music since I left HQ."

Octavio snickered. "But she has." Octavio gestured towards the now rigid Violet. "07-35, apprehend 07-34 for treason." Violet walked up to Sev, then spun and threw her octobomb at Octavio.

"Ha! As if I had ever listened to the music!"

"Oh well. I still have one last trick." Octavio hit a button, and suddenly, Sev, Violet, Cobalt, Persimmon, Morado, Marie, and Vermillion were back on the ground.

"I'll be keeping the pop star and your leader."

Green shouted out. "Never! We will-"

"Stop me? How will you stop me when you've been destroyed from the inside?"

Green scoffed. "How could you-"

Octavio cut him off. "Possibly do that? The real question is, how could I not? Afterall, it was doomed from the moment you joined them… Cyan."

Green gasped. "No… how…"

"Cyan, Cyan, Cyan… you don't start a criminal organization and not get my attention. And my attention you received. Speaking of which, Violet, is it now? You remember your dear old sister? How she was killed in action? Well, what actually happened to her is that I had 07-34 abduct her for disobeying orders. I was told that her screams were… most extraordinary."

At this remark, the vitality drained from Sev's face. Violet started beating on him, as Callie could be heard wailing in the background. Green took a knee.

"Ah, and you, Agent 4? Well, you see… we tortured your brother for quite some time. I know that your real name is Cobalt. And that her's is Persimmon. And that both of you-"

"Not another word"

"-wished that you had disappeared instead of Indigo!"

Cobalt fell to his knees. Persimmon faced down the airship. "Hey, Octavio. One thing you forgot."

"And what is that?"

Persimmon smirked. "Gigavolt. Rescue The Captain and Callie."

*Command Confirmed* Gigavolt turned toward the airship.

"Gwah! I want Octostomp and Octowhirl on him, now!"

As if on cue, the octoweapons started hammering Gigavolt, smashing him through a building and pursuing him out of sight.

"Sir, your battlesuit is ready."

"Launch now! NOW!"

And with that, the belly of the drop ship opened. And music began to play.

Play Now: Octavio's Theme

"Crap!" Naranja and Ampere took cover.

"Agents, move!" Persi grabbed Cobalt and jumped behind a wall.

"You see, Agents, I've been planning this for a long time. And now, it ends."

Octavio readied the battlesuit's giant fists.

"Sev, Green, move!"

"Say your prayers."

With that, Octavio launched his fists at Sev and Green. Vermillion grabbed Sev, but Naranja… didn't make it in time.

"Green! Move! Get out of-" Naranja cut short by a deafening THUD as metal met concrete. However, it came at a cost: the fist was stuck fast. And Green was nowhere to be seen.

Naranja was devastated. Meanwhile, the rest of the Agents were hammering the mech… to no avail.

"Fools! My shield is invincible! Once I free my fist, you're doomed!"

"I don't think big mech man get it! I will fight, Dah?"

The military used everything: inkzookas, inkstrikes, even a tank. But nothing could break the shield. Finally, they started running out of ink. And the Agents were all that remained. Octavio's music was slowing them down, messing with their rhythm. And one by one, they stopped, and stood at attention.

"Gwohohoho… Cuttlefish, do my eyes deceive me? Because I believe I see six… six. Where's the seventh one?"

And the music cut to static.

"Agents! Do you copy? Radio override initiated!"

Play Now: Calamari Inkantation

The battle resumed at full swing, and Octavio used everything. Until finally, he was barely hanging in his mech. But then he put away the big missile.

"Fools! I can just wear you down with my secondary weapons! I don't need to use my fist-" And he was cut off by his other fist, with a cyan Kraken on top. Octavio dodged, then realized that what Green wanted to happen. He stared as the fist punched straight into the back speaker, and a point-blank rapid blaster shot him into the light board.

"Ugh… you win…"

"Cross-fade… to black…"

And in a brilliant display, the mech exploded.

End Arc One.

Authors note:

It's done! I did it! Here you go! Imma go do other stuff now.