Splatoon Fanfic: Like No Other (Fem!Agent 3 x Male!Reader)

05.

3 began to wake up as she was shaken and moved around. She found herself inside some sort of capsule with a screen in front of her. To her sides, metal shackles restrict her arms and legs and the screen in front of her had numerous bits of code scrolling on the screen. She could hear wheels above her grinding on a metal girder and the capsule came to a stop. A few clicks here and there and the front portion of the capsule opened. She saw a humanoid figure wearing a full suit of olive green armour, a single red light on its visor and piping on the waist, legs and helmet. It was as if they had swapped out a soldier with a full metal body. It carried a machine gun with a pan magazine on top with a fairly minimal scope to the left of it. It unlocked the shackles and pulled her out of the capsule,

"Move," it ordered in a very commanding robotic voice as it pointed towards a door ahead.

3, knowing she can't do anything to it considering its armour, moved towards the door. The soldier tapped on the interface next to it and opened the large door. Behind it, rows upon rows of prisoner cells filled the room with some being transported around by robotic arms. Several of the guards guarding the prisoners were the same as the one that escorted 3. They reached a door where two guards were located. The door opened and an Octoling elite came out the door. She had black tentacles with teal suction cups and had a skin of dark brown,

"You, come with me." It commanded 3,

She obliged and walked forward where several guards lined the hallway of what seemed to contain interrogation rooms. One of which she could here the screams of someone being beaten by guards. They stopped at a door marked: 13. The elite knocked on the door and a slider slid open to reveal another Octoling soldier. It shut after a second and the door opened up. They both walked in and the soldier dragged 3 onto a seat surrounded by blood. The soldier cuffed her on and went to the elite. An inaudible exchange by the two led to the soldier exiting the room.

The elite walked to a panel next to 3 and pressed a few buttons,

"You've got a lot of information in that brain of yours," the elite said,

"And you're not going to get it," 3 replied,

"They won't," she simply replied as she pressed some more buttons,

"They?"

After pressing a few more buttons, the cameras on the corners of the room folded up and went into the roof,

"What are you_"

"And now..." the elite said as she took off her goggles to reveal a familiar face made up of teal eyes, "about that rap you demanded a rematch for..."

An open mouth and a surprised expression is what was on 3's face,

"Marina?"

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"Attention, all teams on guard. State enemies codenamed: 5 and 6, have been located within the facility. All super soldiers, prepare for image download of state enemies."

5 and 6 listened to the announcer as they dashed to cover. Various Octoling grunts, ordinals and elites were converging on the pair. Their Octoshots flung ink through the air, impacting onto surfaces. The grunts only wore Mk I Octoling armor whilst the ordinals wore Mk II armor. The elites wore Mk II armor with seaweed strapped onto their tentacles,

"We're screwed!" 6 screamed as he lobbed a grenade at the advancing enemies,

"Very-" 5 replied before being cut off by volleys upon volleys of pulse charged ink and bullets from an advancing group of super soldiers in olive green armor suits,