Splatoon: Behind enemy lines

Disclaimer: I do not own Splatoon, however the OCs are mine.

In the middle of nowhere stood one Octoling, all other Octarians in the area had long been splatted, and this one was the last survivor, she had been separated from her unit, and was now lost, the only thing left to do was to survive.

Unknown location, Octoling's P.O.V

My name is Victoria, I chose that name because it was synonymous with victory, at that time victory against the inklings seems inevitable, and I was eager to have my first taste of action, but this, this was a disaster. Separated from the army, no ink, no rations, and no idea where I am, I should have paid more attention to things other than combat. Yes, daydreaming about fighting off armies of inklings during navigation training was definitely a mistake, I shouldn't have assumed that there would always be someone to follow after each battle..

Someone moving on the ground catches my attention, it is a primitive life form, likely a crab due to its pincers and way of walking. I have eaten crab before, and enjoyed it, however this time it was uncooked and alive, how does one eat an uncooked crab? Its shell is way to hard, maybe if I split it open?

"…" The crab stood still, having no idea what was coming, I bring down my Octoshot on it with as much force as I can muster, this was survival, it wasn't pretty, nor delicious, but it was what needed to be done.

The only thing I can recall from navigational training was that some kettles provided an underground route between Octarian territories, or something like that. Finding one of these "kettles" would probably be the best course of action, returning to Octo valley as a defeated soldier would be embarrassing, but it would definitely be better than starving out here, or being found by inklings.

Inklings….. From what I have heard of them they are selfish, cruel, and would never do anything unless it benefitted themselves, that is why they took away all the Octarian's zapfish long ago, however the Octarian army, under the leadership of DJ Octavio, retrieved every single zapfish, the inklings were not happy with this, and begun exterminating every Octarian standing between them and the zapfish. That is why we fight, everyday dozens and dozens of Octarians become soldiers, there is no way we could lose to the inklings, once I get back to Octo valley, I am going right back to the frontlines to make up for my failure here.

I must have been wandering around while lost in thought because I tripped over one of the kettles I was looking for, I transformed into octo form and swam into the kettle, hopefully towards civilization.

Blackbelly skatepark

Eight inklings were having fun with a round of turf war, one team was doing better than the other, with a charger occupying the center platform and a Slosher, a Roller, and a Spattershot pushing back the other team. This team was made up of four friends; Kalus, Inker, Neon, and Sky. Kalus, or Kal as everyone seem to call him, had known Inker for a long time, the two were best friends, such good friends that Inker's trusted Kal with his secret; that he was Agent 3, the agent who had recently recovered the Great Zapfish and imprisoned DJ Octavio. Neon on the other hand, used to poke fun at Inker's name, but that was during her first match alongside him and Kal, after seeing Inker splat countless inklings in a single match the competitive side of Neon had shown up, now seeing Inker as a rival and good example to follow. Sky was the one they had met recently, he was the youngest of the group (he is 13 everyone else is 15) and the lowest level, but he made up for it by being a good team player, obtaining a Roller as soon as he was fresh enough, and using it to lead the way or to set up other inklings for Kal, Inker, or Neon to splat.

The four of them had covered 60% of the map, Sky used his roller to force enemy inklings into Kal's Slosher, Inker used his Splattershot Pro on anyone that avoided Kal and Sky, while Neon occupied the center platform with her Splatterscope. Realizing that time was running out, Kal and Inker decided to use their Inkstrikes, both of them got behind the center platform, and chose their target.

"Long range ballistics!" they shouted in unison, just as they had done in every previous match whenever they used their Inkstrikes together.

They won the match, with 67% of the map covered.

"Great job guys!" Inker shouted at his friends as they walked out of Inkopolis Tower.

All four of them had another fun day, and had reverted back to their original colors; Kalus was red, Inker was blue, Neon was bright green, and Sky was cyan.

"How lucky are we to be able to fight as a team today!" Kal asked the others

"About time too, I was getting tired of splatting you all day" Neon replied

"More like you were getting tired of being splatted by me!" Inker said.

Sky didn't talk as much as the others, but he clearly had fun.

"So, we got an hour before sundown, so what now?" Inker happily asked

Unfourtunatly just as he spoke, Inker got a message from Cap'n Cuttlefish, informing him about Octarian activity, kinda strange considering that he recently captured DJ Octavio and returned the Great Zapfish with the aid of agents 1 and 2, however if there was Octarians then there was trouble.

"Sorry guys but I gotta go, stay fresh!" inker said to his friends as he ran off to see Cap'n Cuttlefish, this wasn't the first time that Inker had to leave in a hurry.

"What's up with him?" Neon asked "he has been running off like that alot recently."

Sky was probably about to ask the same thing, because both he and Neon looked at Kal, expecting an answer.

"Hey don't look at me, if I knew I would tell you guys, maybe its something he doesn't want to talk about." This was a straight up lie, Kalus knew the reason why Inker ran off like that, because Agent 3 was needed for something. In order not to draw suspicion Kalus decided to change the subject as soon as possible.

"Hey Sky, you just reached level 4!"

Neon was confused as to why he would bring up level all of a sudden, but then she remembered: Spyke.

"Oh yeah that's right, you liked that jacket that was worn by one of inklings we saw earlier right?"

"Yeah"

"Well now that you are level 4 there is someone that can help you get a jacket like that one, come on let's go."

Kalus and Neon went to go introduce Sky to Spyke, meanwhile Inker was meeting with the Cap'n.

"What's wrong cap'n?"

"OCTARIANS SNUCK INTO INKOPOLIS WHILE I WAS EATING MY CRABBY CAKES, AND NOW I'M OUT OF CRABBY CAKES AND CAN'T FIND THE OCTARIANS!"

Octarians in Inkopolis was bad news, either they were here to free DJ Octavio, or they were here to steal some more Zapfish.

"Don't worry Cap'n, i'll go find the Octarians before anyone gets hurt…..and i'll get you some more crabby cakes."

"Oh don't worry, I have already sent Agents 1 and 2 to go get me some crabby cakes, you just worry about the intruders."

"How many were there? And what kind of Octarians were they?"

"How can I know bucko!? I was too focused on my Crabby cakes to see anything!"

"Alright, i'll go make sure all the Zapfish are safe, then i'll look around inkopolis plaza."

Inker was just about to run off when he remembered something else.

"The snow globe containing DJ Octavio is safe right?"

"Yeppers, there's no way he will ever make it out of there." replied Cap'n Cuttlefish.

Inkopolis, Victoria's P.O.V

I find myself in an unfamiliar place, at first I am worried, however the sight of the Great Zapfish lighting up the darkened underground city assures me that this is Octarian territory, but the area seems way too different from Octo Valley. I am surrounded by unfamiliar sights, the buildings do not look like anything my people have constructed in the past.

This has to be Octarian territory, the Great Zapfish is here, so DJ Octavio shouldn't be too far...

Since I was tried from my journey, I decided to find someone to talk to. It was already getting dark so the most logical thing that Octarians would do was head home, but there weren't anything that resembled an Octarian kettle home, I wonder why?

I found my answer soon enough as I spotted some people approaching, I ran towards them expecting to see some friendly faces, but instead they turned out to be inklings.

I wasn't home, nor was I still underground, I was in enemy territory. Out of instinct I raise my empty Octoshot at the group of inklings, a mistake as they were already panicking when they saw me, raising a weapon at them didn't help calm them down either.

"OCTARIANS IN INKOPOLIS! OCTARIANS IN INKOPOLIS HELP!" the panicked inklings ran in different directions, screaming at the top of their lungs. I panicked too, I was behind enemy lines without a working weapon, I dropped my Octoshot and ran. in the distance I see armed inklings already searching for me, so I thought to hide between some buildings.

I ran through an alleyway, too busy looking backwards to see where I was going, I tripped over somebody who happened to be sitting in the alleyway.

"Whoa, careful there mate, EH?! AN OCTOLING?"

I don't know what creature this was, but since he had just alerted my pursuers I had to run again.

I couldn't run forever, I was starving and tired, the raw crab I ate didn't help either since my stomach hurt from it, the best thing to do was hide, there were lots of buildings here, one of them has to be open.

I ran towards to closest building and tried the door, I could see the occupants inside, a girl... with a clownfish in her hair? Upon seeing me the clownfish had fainted and the girl quickly disappeared from sight. I couldn't hide here. I tried more doors, but they were all locked, the entire city must have been on alert.

Luckily there were other buildings with open windows, maybe I could climb into one of them and hide inside.

I ran towards an open window, but I must have been spotted because an inkling popped up opened fire from his window.

I ducked, narrowly avoiding a shot from what appeared to be a high caliber weapon, and ran for another building, this one also had an open window, and luckily there were no lights on, making it look empty. I quickly leap inside, it seemed that nobody saw me duck inside here, I had lost my pursuers, I was safe, for now…..

Sky's home

"Apparently there are Octarians in inkopolis, who knows what they are planning?"

"Oh my, that is quite worrisome, the Great Turf Wars have long ended, could the Octarians be starting a new Great Turf War?"

"Until we hear that inkopolis is safe from Octarian forces all inklings should be careful, there is no telling where they could be hiding, stay safe, and stay fresh!"

Kalus and Neon were in Sky's house, they had just gotten there when they saw the Squid Sisters report on Octarians in Inkopolis. Neon wasted no time grabbing her Splatterscope and heading back out.

"Where are you going?" asked Kalus

"I'm going to help fight off the Octarians"

"Are you crazy, if you get splatted outside of organized matches you get spatted for good!"

"Don't worry! I won't be the only one!" Neon pointed to dozens of other inklings who were all on the lookout for Octarians. "You guys should come too!"

Sky was less than eager to go "No way, i'm just getting started with Turf Wars, I hear the Octarians have a huge army, and show no mercy when dealing with inklings"

Kalus agreed "We should leave this to the authorities, let them figure it out."

However Neon, who enjoyed fighting more than anything was practically hopping with excitement at the thought of real combat, so she didnt care if her friends weren't going to accompany her.

"Fine, you two can go hide in your homes while I go and defend mine!" and with that Neon charged outside.

Kalus couldn't help but worry, Neon might be a great shot, but she has never fought any Octarians before, in fact out of everyone he knew, only Inker had real combat experience, all this thinking made Kalus forget that he was still in Sky's home.

"Umm Kal, you should probably go home quick, I don't have any extra sheets or anything for you to rest on if you stay." Sky said.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, well see you tomorrow!"

Kalus left and headed home, as he walked back inklings of all colours welding all kinds of weapons asked him if he had seen any Octarians,he hadn't, and apparently nobody else had seen any either.

Kalus, was beginning to wonder if this entire thing was a prank, it was common knowledge that anyone who raised a false alarm would be severely punished, but that didn't stop some people from doing it in the past.

'Maybe everyone who has seen the Octarians have been splatted before they could alert the rest of us?' Kalus wondered, after all the inklings knew the Octarians as a race of heartless beings who lived only to cause trouble for the inklings, if you saw an Octarian you had to either splat them quickly or be splatted quickly.

'Oh well, until someone learns of something, im in the dark, I hope Neon is okay, and what about Inker? Is he also out there fighting?'

A lack of knowledge can make one nervous, and when someone is nervous they tend to only focus on what is on their mind and not recall the past, this is the reason why Kal went home, closed his window, and headed upstairs to use the washroom, not recalling that he had left the washroom lights off when he last left home.

Kalus' home, Victoria's P.O.V

The first thing I did when I entered this building was make sure that nobody was here, since it was night time by now I assumed that whoever lived here would be in bed, I may not have a weapon but I might be able to catch the Inkling off guard and smother him in his sleep.

Luckily for me there was nobody home, feeling relieved I looked for the restroom, I was filthy, and covered in ink that wasn't mine. The inkling who lived here had an option on his sink that allowed you to choose your colour of ink, I chose the Octarian army's colour: dark magenta, and refilled my tank before removing my goggles, and washing my hands, and my face.

I could finally relax, even though I was still hungry, there was no vicious inkling chasing me at the moment, I could probably hide in here somewhere and escape early the next morning. But what worried me more was the sight of the Great Zapfish, it was displayed on top of a large tower, probably as a trophy symbolizing the inklings victory over us. I really didn't want to believe that my people had lost but it was the only explanation I could think of, after all DJ Octavio himself had always kept the Great Zapfish close by him, does that mean he was defeated too?

Oh well, i'll worry about that later, right now I need a place to stay the night.

I got up and stretched, but before I could do anything else the sound of somebody dropping something caught my attention.

A red inkling boy stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock and fear, he had dropped some sort of bucket upon seeing me.

Time to go! I told myself, I tried to open the restroom window, but then realized I wouldn't be able to climb out of it.

The inkling had run off, leaving his bucket on the ground, full of red ink.

"Inker you there? Help! There is an Octoling in my house!" I heard him say.

That was problematic, the coward had called for help, luckily he seem to only call one other inkling, if I had a weapon I could definitely beat two inklings.

I picked up the bucket that had dropped on the ground, it nearly spilled on me so I would need to be careful, it appeared to be some sort of weapon if the other Inkling was not red then I could use this to splat him.

Unfortunately, the red inkling had come back for his weapon.

I knew I couldn't harm him with his own ink, and he seemed to know it too.

The red inkling pounced on me, making me spill red ink out of the Slosher, most of it went on the ground, but some of it hit me.

I felt a burning sensation, and knew that I had been hit.

The red inkling quickly hid inside the red ink I had spilled, that was not good, I had to do something to even the odds.

I quickly ran downstairs, detached my ink tank, and poured my dark magenta ink all over the living room, now it was my turn to hide.

The inkling soon came downstairs, nervously clutching his bucket, he looked like he never fought before, meaning that he was an easy target.

As soon as he got close enough I grabbed his leg and dragged him into my ink, the red inkling screamed either in pain or in fear. This was my chance, while he was flailing about I got out of Octopus form and ran for the door, unlocked it, and ran outside.

However someone was there, I ran face first into him and fell on my back, I looked up to see the nightmare of many Octarians.

Ever since my people took the Great Zapfish, there had been rumors of an unstoppable blue inkling wearing black and yellow, and welding a futuristic looking Octoshot. This inkling was responsible for many of the Octarians' defeats, no matter how many Octarians attacked him, no matter what weapon or tactic you used, he would always find a way to splat you. The higher ups had declined the existence of such an inkling but the rumors kept spreading with every Zapfish we lost. A male blue inkling, known as Agent 3, capable of splatting everything within 50 units of range, it didn't matter if you fought him or pled for you life, this inkling was a monster who enjoyed splatting every Octarian he saw...

...And he stood here, right in front of me, the most dangerous and evil inkling known to us, dressed in his signature black and yellow, holding his special weapon in his hands.

I sure that I could definitely beat two inklings, but what if the second was Agent 3? Who knows what tricks, bombs, or other things he had up his sleeve?

Filled with fear I could barely find the strength to get up, I ran back inside, Agent 3 followed and locked the door, trapping me inside.

The only thing I could do now was to try and force my way out using the red inkling as a hostage.

He had just gotten back up, and seemed to hurt from being pulled into my ink, I grabbed his Slosher, maybe I could bluff my way out.

With one arm clutching the Slosher and another holding the red inkling I shouted at Agent 3: "Let me go or this guy gets it!"

What was I thinking, Agent 3 fought my people dozens of times by now, he had to know that one can't be hurt by his own ink, in fact the red inkling knew this and was even struggling, making it hard to keep holding the Slosher.

Maybe Agent 3 didn't want to hit the red inkling, because he did not open fire, instead he calmly checked all the nearby windows before speaking:

"You can't hurt Kal with his own ink."

He called my bluff, but I wasn't done here, I am still young, I have only fought in one battle, and I did not want my life to end here.

"I just want to go home, let me go, I may not be able to splat this guy, but I can probably hit him pretty hard!" I tried my best to act as tough as possible, but at this point it was hard to fight back tears.

Agent 3 still wasn't moved; "Just let him go, I don't want you hurting anyone, we will sort out this whole thing later."

Sort out this whole thing later? What did he mean by that, obviously he does want to see his friend hurt, but if I turned myself in who knows what he would do? Would I be publicly executed to show the inklings that Octarians couldn't touch them? Or would I be held for ransom?

It was getting harder and harder to hold the red inkling, being tired and hungry didn't help, and the red inkling was asking Agent 3 to just splat me and get this over with.

"Kal, calm down, fake left, break right!"Agent 3 told the inkling

I had no idea what that meant, but the red inkling did, he began lurching to the left, so without thinking I pulled him to the right, the inkling followed and forced himself to the right, making both of us fall sideways.

The remaining ink in the Slosher spilled all over us, the red inkling wasn't affected, but I was.

I screamed out in pain before finally blacking out.

Kalus' house

"Why didn't you do anything!?" Kalus yelled at Inker "I called you over because there was a dangerous Octoling here and all you did was talk!"

Inker was busy cleaning the red ink off the Octoling's face. "I didn't want to do anything rash, look she wasn't able to hurt you, so I thought the best course of action was to try and talk this out."

"But why, you have already dozens of Octolings, what makes this one any different?"

"She was unarmed"

"She is still an Octoling though, you should know how dangerous they are, unless all those stories you told me about beating DJ Octavio were lies."

Inker, paused for a moment, put the unconscious Octoling down on the couch and then spoke.

"Everything I told you is true, but that doesnt mean I enjoy doing it, everyone believes what they want to, so that's why I try to avoid letting people know my identity, because if I do, I will get swarmed by other inklings, and be seen as this amazing hero."

"What is so bad about that? You could become super popular, just like the squid sisters!"

"I don't want to be known as someone who spatted countless Octarians, most inklings may believe that they deserve it for stealing the Zapfish, but there is no way of knowing for sure if they stole it from us, or if we are stealing it from them."

Kalus had never seen his friend with such a serious tone.

"What are you going to do with her then?" Kalus asked, pointing at the unconscious Octoling on his couch."

"She said something about wanting to go home, and unlike the other Octolings I have fought, this one didn't shoot you, nor throw Splat Bombs everywhere, I doubt she even has a weapon anymore, she is probably lost. I want to show the Octarians a new way, that we are not this big enemy of theirs, who knows we might even end up sharing the Great Zapfish."

The more Inker spoke, the more confused Kalus got 'Inker was never an idealist, so why is he so concerned with this? He enjoys Turf Wars as much as any other inkling, and the wars with the Octarians shouldn't be much different, so why does he want to prevent more wars from happening?' Kalus thought to himself.

"Yo Kal? Are you there?" Inker waved his hand in front of Kalus' eyes to get his attention.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought."

"It's fine, can you do me a favor and let her stay with you for tonight" inker was talking about the Octoling home invader.

"What? No! I do not want to sleep with an Octoling."

"Bad choice of words, like really bad" this was something that Inker would normally say.

"There's the Inker I know."

"Haha, look I don't want to carry her to my house, it would look way too suspicious."

"So would I if someone found an Octoling in my house."

"Don't worry, if somebody happens to see her in your house i'll let them know it was my idea, and i'll be wearing the hero suit and tell who I really am."

"Alright then, I guess I have no choice, but you owe me, do you know what she did to me while you weren't here?"

"Did she pour ink all over the floor and drag you into it?"

"Umm, yes, how did you-"

"By looking around and knowing how Octolings fight, it's pretty obvious what happened, i'll come over tomorrow to help clean your place up, in the meantime keep this a secret from Neon and Sky please."

Basically Inker, was asking him to keep a fugitive in his home, and keep it a secret from everyone else.

"But what if something happens, nobody will know why I got splatted in my home."

"Don't worry, Octolings aren't stupid, and besides you know how Neon always talks about fighting, who knows what she will do if she found any Octarian. Also Sky is still a newbie so I would prefer if he was kept out of this."

"Gotcha, It will be our secret, just like one about you being Agent 3."

"Well see you tomorrow, stay fresh!"

Author's note: I know Splatoon 2 has been out for a while now, but I recently just this idea while I was trying to think up something for my other story, this story will probably be three or four chapters long and will be worked on only when I am not working on other things. Also this is my first story to use the P.O.V of a certain character, so please leave a review, I want to know how I did, Thanks, and stay fresh!