With a sigh, Adrian Shepard slumped down on the Osprey Bench and just sat there, reminiscing about his past, misdeeds.
He remembered when he was an eager 20 year old. He sighed as he thought about his foolishness. He trained for 2 years with the United States Marine Corps; He began to wish that he never did sign up. But then he shook his head. No, it would of ended in some other sick twisted outcome. After he killed that… that sin against nature. He was doomed to this demeaning Imprisonment.
He got up from his seat; He went over to the edge of the osprey. He closed his eyes. And jumped.
He wasn't so happy to end up back on the osprey.
He doesn't know how much times he's done that.
He sighed once more as he looked at the beautiful landscape of the Xenian Asteroid Islands and Isles.
He through back at all the horror he has seen. He remembered those Smirks on the faces as the Slaughtered helpless civilians by the Dozen; he didn't blame most scientists and security guards to be distrustful.
They did, after all, have a reason to fear and hate them.
He saw all the bodies of those that died, he remembered the faces of those that were dead, The scientists faces were contorted into visages of horror and shock, and the Guards, of extreme pain, and most, Contorted into that violent snarls as they fought to defend their friends and colleagues.
He remembered looking at the back of Gordon Freeman in the lambda Complex. He wanted to kill that man. In the most painful way imaginable.
But when he found he wasn't on earth and he saw that 'man'.
He knew who to blame.
He knew whose person had the blood of countless people, Countless Creatures!
He knew that those men that killed the innocent were to blame to, but he didn't see any of his soldiers kill any innocents.
After all, they either died or never got their orders…
But he wanted the Pain to end. He wanted the Taunting of all that died to stop.
He lied down on the bench and closed his eyes.
He fell in a long, dreamless sleep…
He woke up in a field; he looked out the surroundings, a forest.
He felt a sharp pain in his back; he got up and looked at the source.
He smiled.
A pipe wrench.
He trudged down the road, wrench in hand.
He thought to him self 'where to?'
A slight breeze flew about, and he smiled.
Who knows? It's a new day.
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I originally thought after I played through half life: opposing force for the 139th time, what would he do while he was detained? I decided to write it down after I pondered. And wrote this One – shot, might make a fic about Shepard, I have only seen a few that include him as a main character.