Gordon Freeman was sick and tired of being used and pushed around by everyone. Alyx, Barney, Dr. Kleiner, Dr. Vance, G-Man...everyone was too fuckin' lazy to do anything themselves! Gordon always cursed the fact he was born a emotionless mute, or else he would have been able to flip everyone off and tell them to do their own goddamn work. Unfortunately, all he could do was follow orders blindly and nearly die for it. Even worse for him, no one ever thanked him for his efforts...except for maybe the Vortigaunts, but they didn't count shit in Gordon's emerald-green eyes.
All in all, now that the Combine war was over, Gordon decided it was time to take revenge for all of his abuse...and use nothing but a crowbar...and maybe a handgun...
THIS IS...THE REVENGE OF THE FREEMAN! (DUN-DUN-DAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...)
Barney Calhoun scratched his chin and yawned as he finished watching another repeat episode of Seinfield.
'God, can't they ever show something new for a change?' the ex-rebel thought with a grimace. After the war, Barney had moved back to his home in City 17 and was now apart of the Restoration Committee, whose members dedicated their lives to rebuilding the city.
Turning off the TV, he decided to head into the kitchen and make something to eat...preferably an omelet.
Barney opened up his refrigerator and leaned in to realize there were no eggs to make an omelet. He had never made one before, to be sure, but he always wanted to try one for some strange reason.
'Meh...I don't want to have to walk all the way to the grocery store. Maybe Gordon Freeman can fetch me some eggs...and some beer too! Sure, the war is over, but he still owes me for the crowbars I gave him!' Barney thought with a smirk as he snatched his last can of beer, closed the fridge door, and headed back into the living room. But what he found there was-
"G...Gordon?"
Sure enough, the silent man himself was sitting at the couch, his back turned towards Barney.
Clutching at his chest, Barney chided, "Damn, Gordon, you scared the shit out of me! What the hell are you doing here anyway? Actually, it doesn't matter, because I have a favor I need to ask of you-"
However, the moment he touched Gordon's shoulder, the bespectacled emotionless mute collapsed to his side...and ceased to move. Barney was horrified at first, but upon closer inspection he realized it was just a rag doll disguised in the likeness of Gordon Freeman.
"What the hell-"
That was all Barney could get out before the real Gordon Freeman leaped down from the ceiling and pulled him into a headlock, holding his crowbar dangerously pressed against Barney's neck.
"Holy fuck, Gordon! Get off of me!" Barney snapped, "What the hell are you trying to do to me?"
Gordon didn't respond, so Barney took actions into his own hands; he slammed his elbow into Gordon's stomach, knocking the bespectacled psycho off balance. Barney then broke out of Gordon's grip and ran for his room; he still kept a pistol hidden under his bed just in case.
'I don't want to shoot Gordon...I still need him to buy eggs for me...but I don't think I have a choice! For some reason...he's trying to kill me!' Barney thought as he ran.
Kicking his bedroom door out of the way, Barney looked under his bed to grab his gun as quickly as possible...but it was gone.
"Shit! Where's my gun?" Barney cried out, not noticing Gordon slowly sneaking up behind him. Although Barney spun around and prepared to fight again, Gordon was too quick for him this time.
Gordon's face remained devoid of emotion as he teared the crowbar into Barney's neck, spilling blood everywhere. Barney gasped out in shock, but his life soon left him, and he fell limp. His skin soon became cold and his eyes slightly rolled to the back of his head. Blood still poured down Barney's clothes as Gordon tossed him to the side.
After cleaning himself of the blood, Gordon scratched off Barney's name on a list he had made with all the names of his future victims; the next one to die...
...was Alyx Vance.
A/N: Please tell me if I should continue this fic or not! If I do, it may be changed to M-rating for violence and gore and such in later chapters...or not.
