"The Secret In The Dungeon"
An eerie, and calm silence filled the palace halls, accompanying the darkness of night.
Light crackling was often heard from the few lit torches within various rooms. Francis lay in bed within his chambers, holding Queen Saiko in his arms, and slumbering peacefully after another night of passionate anime love.
Guard Koopas sat upon the floor in the dimly-lit halls, and in the throne room, sleeping deeply along with their fellow anime-obsessed comrades. Even Francis' other waifus were deep asleep, despite being filled with dread, knowing what the next day would bring.
Deep within her cell, Meggy slept while on her feet, the chains holding her steadily, and the former Inkling shivered as she slept. Tonight was one of those nights when the nightmares came, when she dreamed of what torturous experience Francis would put her through.
In those dreams, creepy octopus monsters rose from the depths on his command, to torment Meggy. The tentacles, she could never escape the tentacles, or Francis' horrid advances.
Across the halls, Yoko Littner lay upon the floor, surrounded by chains, while tears rolled down her face.
She struggled to find peace in her sleep, but the waifu knew what was coming in the morning, and Yoko dreaded the moment Francis made his advances upon her. Just like Meggy, just like Nami, and the Inklings who were turned into waifus, she too couldn't escape the tentacles.
'Someone end the nightmare...' The flame-haired anime girl thought.
While Francis, his minions, and their prized treasures of beauty slept soundly, an undead specter floated through the castle's halls, undetected and unsuspected. The fearless Boo resistance agent known as Nekro, sporting a Naruto hat for a disguise, glided soundlessly through the cold steel door, and hovered down the stairwell on the other side.
Along with Poofer, and a few others, Nekro had been observing the activities on the island for a long time, gathering intel, and maintaining a low profile within the ranks of Francis' goons. During this time, Nekro had only visited the lower levels of the palace once, and his fellow agents stuck to the top levels.
However, Nekro and his group were not about to turn a blind eye to whatever horrid secrets awaited within the sub-level dungeons of Francis' anime palace, and they knew the insane anime weeb's forces were still after Inklings who hadn't been brought to the island.
The Ink Zuccers were still active, ready to drain ink, ready to convert any humanoid cephalopod, Inkling or Octoling, into an anime character, with the females to be turned into more waifus for Francis' crazed pleasure.
It was through those horrid Zuccers, the chameleon was able to obtain more ink for Inkweaver to bring more waifus to life, more waifus for a madman's ever-growing harem party.
Nekro floated through a door at the bottom of the staircase, entering a sub-level dungeon akin to the one he'd seen before, and his ghostly hide shivered the second he saw a cell full of red, green, and yellow Inklings, whimpering in fear. Nekro saw more Inklings of various colors in different cells, huddled together, and trembling with undeniable dread.
'We'll help you when we can.' Nekro thought, 'We just need to time this just right.'
The warm-hearted Boo floated through the hall, observing more and more cells, and saw many more Inklings with a couple of Octolings, who were likely from Inkopolis more so than Octo-Valley. Nekro couldn't stomach thinking about Francis using his own ally DJ Octavio's people as anime fuel.
He saw a tall metal door at the far end of the dungeon, and saw chains surrounding the lock. Nekro wondered what Francis was keeping in that room, it had to be highly important for someone like that whacked anime lover of a chameleon to keep it under lock-and-key. The logical side of the Boo's mind told him it wasn't related to the Ink Zuccer, but something else entirely.
If there was a time to find out, this was the right time.
Nekro floated closer, and slipped through the chains and the door, entering a dark, and mysterious prison cell. Chains dangled from the ceiling, and connected to more links that ran from the walls to the middle of the room, all converging upon someone in the darkness.
Brimming with a growing sense of fascination, Nekro glided closer, and noticed a faint light from above. He inched closer, studying the room's lone occupant, and found himself in a state of bewilderment when he saw who and what it was that Francis was keeping in this chamber. His next report to the others was going to be crazy, but this, this was too important.
Kneeling upon the floor, chained at the wrists and waist, with a head slightly lowered and eyes closed, was a human female with an anime-inspired appearance, sporting seed tattoos on her cheeks, green watermelon hair, a curvaceous body with large breasts, and wide legs with her attire consisting of black boots, and a dark, half-pink hoodie dress with a green lining around the middle.
'Dear god.' Nekro thought, 'Dear god. I feel pity for you, I feel so much pity for you, just as I feel pity for Meggy and the other women on this island. I don't know why Francis keeps you down here like this, but we will find out.'
He floated up, and the Boo passed through the ceiling before making his way out of the palace, making sure nobody noticed his activities. In the deep dungeon cell, the girl stirred, and raised her head, opening her light-brown/red eyes as she looked around for a moment. She knew someone had been here, but she didn't know who.
Melony groaned, then she closed her eyes, and drifted back to her sleep. A mysterious aura of near-godlike power surrounded the mystery girl's body for a brief moment, then it faded away...