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Agent 3 woke up. She felt like she had been sleeping in a cold metal room, with lack of proper ventilation, on the freezing ground with nothing to warm her. So, the usual. However, she had never seen this room before, and because she wasn't the type to drink, her placement remained a mystery. The room was detailed with metal pipes, random pressure gauges sticking out of seemingly random places, there was a hugely unnecessary amount of stickers everywhere. The only exit appeared to be a large doorway, a broken pipe leaning over it from the other side.
Agent 3 glanced up, expecting to find a perfectly acceptable ceiling, with a rusted lamp providing the dim light. Instead, a vast hole filtered the little amount of light in, while broken poles and other metal objects were bent, presumably by her weight.
Her first concern was the whereabouts of the captain, who to the best of her memory, was just walking alongside her, until this odd gap in her memory started, then she woke up here.
"Well... I gu-" And as soon as she started speaking, a slight movement, a bright, burning pain erupted in her leg sending shock throughout her entire body. She let out a silent scream.And as soon as the pain started, it stopped.
She held her place for several moments, waiting for the pain to dissipate. She could only think one thought: 'What was that?' She took a slow glance at her leg, afraid of what she would see. What she saw almost gave her a panic attack. She needed a moment to calm down. One breath. Good. Another slightly less shaking breath. Good. With pained eyes, she looked at her leg, now seeing the oozing, swirling mass of greenish ink (?) Coating the lower part of her leg, including her boot. Yet another breath. Just what the FUCK was going on here!? She was trapped in some underground r-room, the could hardly remember anything, by Cod's sake, her leg was coated in freaking FUN DIP!! Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Stay calm. Stay calm. What was she doing to herself? She was the third agent of the SquidBeak Splatoon, Agent 3. 'You can do this.'
She started analyzed the room once they had started to calm down, searching for any details she might have missed. Nothing came up, still the only exit was the oversized doorway. She had to get out of here. Using her arms, and some odd leg movements, she dragged herself to the next room, her leg sending pain. After a long few feet, she dragged herself into what seemed to be some sort of medbay, although everything seemed much to big for an normal inkling, though unlikely, maybe it was constructed for another creature, though not octolings because they were the same size as her. So what could it be..?
She shrugged off the questions for now, waiting to return later, and to the best of her ability, searched the room while dragging herself across the floor, eventually coming across a pair of oversized crutches, though she was still able to use them. There was only one exit that came in the form of a large door, and seeing no other ways to escape this facility, she continued onward. Walking was still painful, and she had to stop every few paces, to bear the pain. She didn't know how long she wandered, but she snapped up as soon as she heard footsteps, focusing on the noise.
'It could be the captain!' She thought before stopping herself. The sound was too steady, too strong to be the captain. The captain's footsteps would be light and shaky, these were strong and heavy. She then felt an instinct of danger. She felt it often enough, so she knew she should ready for a fight; her body had already tensed. suddenly the steps stopped. A long moment passed. 'Did it hear me? How!? Should I run? or try to hide?' Then the footsteps quickly became louder and louder, as if the owner had locked on to her location. She realized, it had. 'RUN' She' tripped before she could start, pain tinting her vision, just as a heavy metal door was knocked off it's hinges, and slammed into the wall behind it. The mystery person had arrived.
But when she saw the creature, Agent 3 was filled with dread. It was an octoling, with discolorations: It's tentacles were blue, fading into a neon green. It's skin was the same pale green as her leg, a deeply concerning fact, while it wore a familiar set of body armour, though calling it armour was a overstatement, as it hardly covered up the privates, much less any blasts of ink. But the most terrifying fact of all, was that it wore a pair of sunglasses, with a glowing red dot. She didn't know why it shook her this much, maybe it was the pure expressionless of it's feminine form, but it perced into her core.
"You are an unauthorized visitor, follow me for your authorization." The creature spoke in a robotic voice, something that Agent 3 decided to find horrifying. Meanwhile, Agent 3 was sure she was about to die. She had no hero shot, no backup, no respawn pads, only the hero gear that looked frighteningly damaged. 'This is it,' She thought, She couldn't even get a word out. 'Just make it quick.' Her thoughts echoed around in her head.
Then a sharp pain intered her stomach through a roundhouse kick by the octoling, who then pinned her to the wall. Cod she was tall, and was she kind of c-
"DO NOT RESIST." Agent 3 was so startled by the octoling that she could ignore the pain. "Wh-wha-what d-do you mean by th-that?" She finally stammered, shaking. "IT MEANS YOU FOLLOW ME AND DON'T ASK QUESTIONS." " But what if-" *Crack* The octoling had slamed it's knee into her chest. Something had definitely broken in there. She screamed as loud as she possibly could. The octoling draped her now limp and wimpering body over it's shoulder, leaving the cruches behind.