(Ok, so. This is my new story, it is rated M for a reason. ;DD)

ASHPoD rolled onto her side as she slept in Cyro Sleep, her eyes closed tight as she dreamt. Sweet sleep. Peaceful sleep. Oh, how she waited for the longest sleep in her life, until she was awoken by a sharp knock on her door.

"Hello? I-Is anyone alive in here?" The voice chimed, making ASHPoD scramble upwards to stare awkwardly at the door.

"I need your help!"

ASHPoD got to her feet, blinking away the haze of sleep from her eyes.

"Seriously, this is important! We need to escape, NOW!"

She sighed, walking towards the door, and trying to grasp at the doorknob that was obviously painted onto the wooden door.

"I-I heard footsteps! Someone is alive, isn't it?"

ASHPoD used her nails to grip at the side of the door, trying to pry it open.

"…Oh! Ohohohoh! Are you stuck? Is that it?"

ASHPoD growled, getting on her knees to try and grasp at the bottom of the door, finally managing to get a grip. She swung the door open, and got to her feet. She raised an eyebrow at the man standing at her door. Obviously British. He had a mess of hair, kind of tawny colored, he was tall, dressed in a white lab coat and white lab pants. He blinked his azure eyes at the strange girl.

"Oh! Hello! Ah, you weren't the one I was expecting, oh yes! Chell has escaped…" The man managed to say.

ASHPoD sighed, not daring to say a word as the man observed her closely. He stared into her blue and orange eyes. Wait. Blue and orange. Wasn't that the colors of the portals? And her body, how it slightly curved inwards at the waist, she hasn't developed much. She looked about 17, her white hair tied into pigtails, long enough to rest onto her shoulders. She crossed her arms. "Are you done yet?" She said, blowing a bang that was lying across her face.

Suddenly, the man jerked upwards, jumping at the sudden noise of the girl's voice. "Ah! Yes! I-I am Wheatley… And we need to escape from Her." He said, tapping his fingers together.

ASHPoD blinked. This man wasn't the least attractive, no, not one bit. He seemed very strange to her. Very strange indeed. She then took a deep breath. "My name is ASHPoD, but please, call me Ash." She said, tilting her head at Wheatley.

Wheatley happily grabbed her wrist. "Oh! Are you the portal gun girl? I've heard much about you. Yes, yes! Much indeed!" He rambled onward.

Ash's eyes widened and she raised an eyebrow as Wheatley spoke on and on. He seemed anxious. "Uh… Weren't we supposed to escape..?" She said, yanking her hand back.

Wheatley paused a second, biting his bottom lip. "O-Oh… Yes, we were, weren't we?" He sighed heavily. "I just wanted to know more about you." He said, faking his sadness, his eyes accidentally rested on the girl's breasts.

Ash followed his gaze, and suddenly lifted a hand and planted it firmly on his cheek, and Wheatley leapt back.

"H-Hey! That hurt!" He said, clutching his cheek.

"Then don't stare there." She muttered, walking past him.

He sighed, nodding. "Note taken. If I stare at your breasts, you will smack my face."

Ash then raised a hand angrily again, and Wheatley jumped.

"A-And if I anger you, you will also smack my face as well."

She nodded, walking forward, staring at the floor as she walked. Wheatley blinked slowly, and then ran up to catch up to her.

"Hey, is there something the matter?" He said, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Ash jumped, and from reaction, she ran ahead. Wheatley struggled to keep up with her.

"Hey! A-Ash! Wait!" He cried after her, suddenly growing tired. He felt the need to stop his legs, but when he stopped them, he tumbled forwards, skidding and landing face first onto the floor with a loud THUD.

As she heard the loud thump, Ash turned her head around and stopped her running. She saw Wheatley, and she blinked. He should start moving again. But he didn't. He lay there, unmoving. Ash slowly walked towards him, and kicked his side gently. "Hey. We need to go…" She said, crossing her arms.

And again, no movement.

Ash blinked and got to her knees. "Hey! Wheatley!" She said, shaking him gingerly. He still made no movement. Her gentle shakes then turned rapid. "Wheatley! Get up!" She cried out.

Suddenly, Wheatley jumped up, making Ash scream. "Boo!" He said happily, only to be sent back down when Ash's fist collided with his jaw-line.

Wheatley groaned loudly. "W-What in the bloody hell was THAT for?" He said, holding one hand agenst his jaw.

"You scared the living daylights out of me, you moron!" She hissed, her armed crossed firmly across her chest.

Wheatley flinched, and growled at the word 'moron.' Suddenly, he pounced on top of Ash, her eyes opened wide in surprise. "I AM NOT. A. MORON!" He screamed at her.

Ash wasn't paying attention to what Wheatley had to say. She was stuck on the idea that he was a man. She was a woman. He was on top of her, and there is no one in Aperture that could help her if he tried to make a move. She blinked, and began to squirm. "G-Get off of me!" She screamed, kicking and shoving him, until a knee connected with his groin area.

"AAAAAAAGGHHHHHHH!" He screamed, falling over onto his side next to Ash. "O-Oh for god's sake! That hurt like… Like…" he said, trying to find the right words to say. He had both hands in between his legs, seemingly holding the part that she kicked. Seeing this, Ash blushed.

"Hey. If you're going to grasp that, then at least do it in private." She said, hiding her face away from Wheatley. The male simple rolled on the floor, whimpering.

She then began to walk away.

Wheatley sprung to his feet, and waddled after her. "N-No! Don't leave me! You don't know where you're going!" He said, one hand outstretched to her, and the other still in between his legs.

"Yes I do! I was built here!" The girl howled, reaching for a doorknob and opening it down the hall.

"Nonononono! Don't!" He said, grabbing Ash's wrist.

And thank heavens he did.

The room was a trap, filled with that disgusting water that can kill someone if they had fallen in. Wheatley jerked her back, and held her close to him, on hand on her waist, the other, still on her wrist.

Ash's face then turned a bright red. "A…A-A…." She started to say, until she pushed him backwards. "AND YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME!" She screamed, falling back into the room.

"NO!" Wheatley said, trying to grab after her. He managed to miss, and he watched the girl fall, down to her certain death. He shut his eyes tightly.

Ash's mouth gaped open as if she was screaming, but no sound came out. She stared at Wheatley, her arm stretched out to him as if he could still save her.

Suddenly, the water drained, and Ash landed on her back in a room that looked like it could be the bottom of a pool.

"Ah. There you are." A familiar voice chimed in, and Wheatley's eyes grew wide. Ash covered her ears. "No! No no no!" She cried, her eyes shut tight.

"Yes. It is time, to test." GLaDOS said happily, shutting the door that Wheatley was standing at, shutting him out.

"NO! ASH!" He cried, punching and kicking the door.

"He can't save you. You are now Aperture Science's new test subject." GLaDOS hummed, opening a door that lead to the elevator.

"Let's get started."

(Whewww. D: Go ahead, say it sucks. It'll get better. 3)