\\_____\\ =thinking _______ =talking --- _____ --- =editer's note ||_____|| = setting book 1 ok lets begin oh, all right then. if were all ready. close your eyes, child, i shall tell you a tale of one little octo.... "luna was born in war. the second she opened her eyes her mother, svetlana went back to fighting. she was weakened, of course. she grew sick and left the war to stay with her and her older sister, jacklyn. but jacklyn refused to let her mother stay with her, for she might sicken the young infant wrapped in blankets on the floor. jacklyn was luna's 32nd memory, (to be exact) a fuzzy image of svetlana and jacklyn arguing and finally, svetlana leaving the room. luna had a gift for memorization. every detail... rings under her mother's eyes. anger flooding jacklyn's expression. it scared her, to see her so angry. the armor on both of them.... the scars, the blood, it scared her. she lived the first 5 years of her life in a shadowed, dirty, concrete room containing nothing but her, jacklyn, and the 78 year old bed in the corner that has never, is never, and will never be in the same spot, oddly, every morning, seemed to be in a different space. one day, they woke up on the floor staring up at their bed on the ceiling. all day she spent, despratly searching for something to do, while jacklyn traded stolen weaponry for food. one meal a day only, or their rations would slowly fade. the day luna turned 5, they had recieved the letter that svetlana had been severly injured by and unfortunate incident with a glitch in the respawn machines. jacklyns face, at that moment, was a mixture between heartbreak, hope, and grief. luna had always been able to understand words. "luna, you will begin your training now." + + + over the next 3 years, luna became the most skilled youth soldier in the octoling army. yet her work was cruel to others, especially for a girl of seven years. her final test was nerve racking, to defeat, "agent 3" she was sick of it. she had had enough. most importantly, jacklyn agreed. the day she stepped onto the platform, she took a look at her apponent. \\this will be easy enough,\\ she thought. she stepped forward, and threw her weapon at her feet. she had about one second to see agent 3's surprised face, immediatly turning into anger as the sky darkened and exploded intoflorecent green, then, finnally, black. + + + she woke up. where was she? and- OH MY GOD THERES A CREEPY OLD MAN LEANING OVER ME-- "HEY!" luna opened her eyes. her vision was blurry and weak, and she had dust in her eyes. "this fight ain't over ya know! prepare for a ROYAL WHOOPIN'!" she blinked. "the last thing i remember, you were battling my agent 3... and then you dropped your weapon. did you do that? anyway..... you seem to have lost your weapon somewhere around here. there aint no victory in defeating an unarmed apponent! how 'bout we call a truce until we get outta here?" luna took a look around. dusty old walls and tiles, with signs all over the place, 'octotreats! on sale! get em right now, right here!' but she agreed, somehow nlky remembering bits and pieces of the "fight" with agent 3. where had her memory gone? but she had more important things on her mind. where was jacklyn? was she here? luna didnt know. but did she really want to find out? + + + --- well, you know the next part of that. she recieves her CQ card and other things. but what you didnt know, is the BTS. (lol not the band. Behind The Scenes!) the train can also go to grand octo station, which is the place you can eat, sleep, and stay until morning so you can get back to work. this is where you meet them. the other test subjects who have either lost hope, lost their CQ divices, or are just staying for the night. this is where luna met jeannie. --- || grand octo station || luna wandered around the station. it was full of other octos, ones who looked like her, with her wierd hair jacklyn called, "tentacurls" and some had MOWHAWKS! luna had seen that only once. but the best two.... afros and ponytails? that was completley new. it was unlike anything luna had seen in the army. jacklyn liked to put her hair up into a bun. her hair had always been dark red like the other warriors... why did she keep remembering pictures of her as pink? pink was... weird. a rare color. that was when she realized, SHE was pink. and so was everybody else around her. how did this happen? she decided to find a job to pay for a place to sleep. she only had 100 CQ points after failing the first level so many times. (that wasnt fair, she did it at night, so there 8 times as many octolings as there shouldve been. she could easily handle 7, but 8 meant 3 extra, which hit her with the inkjet)
this is eventually going to be a series, the story of my OCs, and exvantually, you will find out about jacklyn, who mysteriously only appears in memes, (which you will find out why soon) but this may be the best story i've ever written. rate it in the comments!!!