Prologue: Enough For Two

This is my first Portal fanfic! It has my OC in it! I'm not telling you everything in this first thing but it's a long prologue sorry.

Update: I just realized I screwed something up in this Ill tell you all what it was in chapter 2 so it doesnt spoil anything sorry just waned to make sure you knew. Explain it later see ya.

COPYWRIGHT: Part of this I based off of the last page of the portal comic, which I do not own. Also do not own the song still alive. I do not own Portal nor Portal 2. That's all Valve baby. Lucky bastards.

"Mr. Rattman?"

"Yes Companion?" The man clutched at his side, for the hole in it was bleeding profusely. A turret had shot him. Damn things brought nothing but trouble, he thought sitting down on the pod bed.

The man had crazy black hair that stuck up everywhere on his head. His eyes were sunken and sleepless.

"Mr. Rattman, when we were at the computers and you brought Chell's life support back online…" The pink Companion Cube said hesitantly.

"Yes?" Rattman asked, his eyelids slowly growing heavier. He was bleeding out, shit.

"There was enough power in that circuit you connected to save two people," the cube continued, staying as still as it should in the corner where the Rattman had dropped it, "but the support isn't coming to this pod… it's going to Chell's pod and somewhere else…"

The Rattman smiled. The cube knew, it always knew. "You're right it's not coming here… I sent it somewhere else." He was becoming short of breath and blood was now dripping out from in-between his fingers. 'Must have nicked my lung. I'm amazed I'm still alive and talking…' he thought.

"Where! Why wouldn't you want to save yourself Mr. Rattman! Everyone but you and Chell are dead! "The cube said exasperatedly.

"Because," he began, pulling himself up so his feet were in the pod, his eyesight growing fuzzy, as the blood dripped and stained the pristine white cushions of the pod bed. "Chell wasn't the only one whose file caught my eye."

"Who! Who! Who did you send the life support to!" The cube sounded sad and scared for him almost.

"There was another file I picked up one day..." He paused a moment coughing up blood, then he continued, "When I read it I had this feeling I'd need to remember her name, and when I was at the computer…" He is reduced to a violent fit of coughing once more. "Damn that hurts… when I was at the computer, cough, She popped into my head… then I knew… I knew she was important… Cough, cough, She needed to help cough, cough, cough…"

"Help take down GLaDOS?" the cube asked, eager to know his answer.

"Yes and no, something greater… cough, than just that… Chell can take down GLaDOS on her own… or at least I hope she can… cough… The other girl will most likely keep to the shadows when this is happening cough, cough, cough…" He was getting so tired, and was barely able to talk without coughing anymore… He lay his head down on the pillow… As he did his satchel fell from his shoulder and spilled its contents all over the floor.

Blood had dripped into the bag and stained some of the papers. To the Rattman it looked like the companion cube was surveying them. They were the files of two Female test subjects. The files were almost completely identical, both thin, they had a few graphs and applications, nothing too big, and both had photos attached to them. One read Chell [surname rejected] while the others name was to smudged to read.

One of the photographs was of a girl who looked to be nineteen. With her dark brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail, and her lips drawn into a thin line, she looked unfazable and determined. The way she stared out of the photograph with her dark eyes was like she could see through you, and didn't like what she saw.

The other was different however. This picture was one of a girl a little younger than the other girl, with blond hair that fell in waves past her shoulders. Her bangs roughly cut, fell over her extremely alive looking, blue eyes. She was smiling smugly, and had her arms crossed over her chest. She was the picture of confidence.

The only differences between their files were the pictures and some comments written on the outlier's report.

The brunettes graph showed her levels of tenacity were off the chart. A scientist had written a side note that read "Test subject is abnormally stubborn. She never gives up. Ever." While the blonds showed she was in the 99th percentile on in this same thing, which meant she could still be tested. However, in what appeared to be the same scientists handwriting, there were a couple of notes written. "She is mouthy. She never stops talking, She absolutely refuses to solve the tests like a normal person. She must always find a way to be outlandish, risky, and almost kills herself each time."

The Scientist had then proceeded to write the same note on both, "Rejected. DO NOT TEST."

"Mr. Rattman? Why them?" the cube asked half heartedly, already knowing the answer he was going to give.

"Just a cough, hunch…" he said and thought 'I can rest now for a little while at least…' and the pod sealed over his head and for the first time in a long, long time he was free of aperture.

The only sound in the room now was the radio as it sang, "Look at me still talking while there's science to do. When I look out there, it makes me glad I'm not you. I've experiments to run. There is research to be done on the people who are still alive… and believe me I am still alive. I'm doing science and I'm still alive. I feel fantastic and I'm still alive. And while you're dying I'll be still alive. And when you're dead I will be still alive. Still alive. Still alive…" Then the radio died and the room became silent once more.

Omg first portal fanfic and Its supposed to follow through events as if it wasn't just chell. In case you didn't read. But anyway yeah ive got an awesome storyline planned. You may die that's how awesome it is. And I hope you liked it! Review please!