HELLO EVERYBODY!
It's me, Anti-Harmony, back with another chapter of Gone Rogue. Now, maybe a few of you may think that the chapters are going to be short, and that's okay to think that, but I will make the chapters progressively longer in the future. I just have to adjust first, so be patient with me.
Also, most, if not all of my chapters will end in cliffhangers. I personally am a bit weird, hating when a cliffhanger gets dropped on me, but enjoying when I drop one on someone else. If you guys come after me saying I shouldn't put cliffhangers because of that then I'm just gonna say deal with it.
Okay, that's all for now. Enjoy the story!
"I'm going to kill you."
"Excuse me?" She scoffed at my choice of a 'last act of defiance'. "How can you kill me, when you're stuck with a gun pointed to your head, hmm?" Now she was mocking me, and I absolutely hated it. I tried to portray all of my rage toward that Inkling, trying to let her know that she was going to die in that very spot she was standing. In order to actually kill her however, I had to take action.
Everything was a blur. My head snapped back and impacted my captor's nose. Inklings and Octolings didn't have bones, but the blunt force should have been enough to stun her and give me enough room to break free. I was right in my assumptions, but I completely skipped over the fact that she had a gun pointed at my temple.
"Gah!" My captor let out a cry of pain, recoiling from my sudden attack. She didn't go peacefully though, firing the gun as quickly as she could before completely letting go. I wasn't seriously injured, thankfully, but the bullet did take off one of my tentacles. There wasn't time to worry about that though, I had to act fast. Taking her arm, I judo threw her over my shoulder and onto the ground, flat on her back. She released spittle, and I kicked the gun out of her hand, far away from her. I was contemplating whether or not to knock her out, but the other two gave me no room to think.
Alarms went off in my head, warning me of an incoming assault. I let my instincts take over, and immediately my body went to the floor, safely avoiding the shot from the bitchy Inkling holding a Splat Charger. The black tentacled one was coming hot with a Splat Roller, however, so I had to quickly put some distance between us.
I dodge rolled to my right, avoiding her first spray of ink, before having to tilt my head to the left in order to avoid another Splat Charger shot. Damn this was getting annoying. If I don't hurry I'm going to become Chum food.
The Splat Roller tried a second time to splat me, this time attempting to Rick Roll me, but I put my hands on the ground and vaulted over the Roller and the Inkling. As I was airborne, I took out my Octo Shot and sprayed a path going away from the action. This was to help me gain ground and analyze what was going on, since everything was happening too fast. Unfortunately, during my mini standoff with the two Inklings, the girl that I escaped from earlier had ample time to recover from my attack. When I created a small getaway path, she immediately covered most of the trail going forward, leaving me with a 3 foot wide ink dot for myself.
'Shit! I forgot about her!' I dipped into the ink, trying to at least get a few seconds to breathe. No such luck.
"I gotcha now!" The Roller was here, and coming in fast! I had to escape as quickly as possible, not just from the ink I was in, but from the battle. There was no way I could win this, I would tire out too quickly, and they would still have ample energy to continue on. The chances of me getting splatted during this battle only increase the longer this goes on. A green laser line found its way to the top of the ink blotch I was in. The Splat Charger was covering for the Roller!
'What do I do?' I only had a few moments to think of a way out before the girl with the Roller would be on my ass. The way I saw it, if I popped out of the ink even a little bit, the Splat Charger would shoot whatever came out first. If I stayed here, I would get run over, and the toxins from the Inkling ink would practically melt me, as well as drown me since it wasn't my own ink. If I did somehow manage to escape, the speed demon of an Inkling would lay into me with ink bullets. 'Dammit...' If only I could super jump or something...
Wait. Super jump. I could super jump back to base! Why didn't I do that earlier? 'Later, octoboy. You can hit yourself as much as you want later. If you survive, that is.' A super jump takes 2 seconds to deploy, and I don't have that kind of time in this position. I need to space myself out, and fast.
All of my actions from that point on were instinctual, having been brought out of me from the desire to survive. I quickly threw a Splat Bomb up out of the ink, and, as expected, the Splat Charger shot at it. The ink did nothing to stop the bomb, only speed up it's detonation. The Roller seemed to realize this, and swam away from the blast radius in squid form. I heard the sniper curse loudly, and the bomb exploded, granting me more space to work with.
It wasn't meant to last long. The orange tentacled Inkling rushed my position, seemingly recognizing what I was trying to do, if I read the look in her saffron eyes correctly. I estimated that if I tried to super jump now, she would get to me before I could launch, so I still needed to fight some more. A distinct beep from the Splat Charger told me that it was fully charged and ready to one-tap someone at a moment's notice. There was a nice big ink splotch that I was in though, so she didn't know where my exact position was.
'That means the orange one doesn't either!' It hit me like a freight train. I could super jump back to base right now, I could escape. This opportunity was too good to pass up, so I took it. I braced my legs for a jump, and released, propelling me into the air to the nearest spawn pad to base.
"Not so fast!" One of the Inklings shouted out. I took a glance behind me and saw a laser line on my back. Not good, from this distance she can still hit me? That sniper must be modified or something, because I know for a fact that no normal sniper can reach this far. My instincts still had a hold on me, so my body twisted itself as much as it could to avoid the most amount of damage as possible. Once the Charger shot, I had twisted enough that the ink pierced through my right side instead of my back. Even though the shot missed its intended target, it still hurt like a bitch.
"Gah!" I moved my hand to the injury, covering it, and then moving my other hand to the opposite side where the shot came out from. "That fucking sniper is annoying!" I growled, wincing at the pain from the hole that was now in my body. Thankfully, I can regenerate, like all Octarians, so this wound shouldn't be too much of a problem. Once I get back to base, I should probably still wrap this up.
Another chapter done. Please tell me if you enjoyed this in the reviews, and if you have any suggestions, feel free to speak your mind. I look forward to seeing you all next time!