A/N: Hi everyone. I'm actually very nervous about posting this. This would be my first Portal fic and although I played the game, I'm a little scared that I may not get everyone's character correctly. After reading a couple of cores-turned-human fics, I thought that I would try the opposite.
Morality Core knew what Chell was planning to do with her. She turned her purple optic to see the incinerator. She should scream and tell the human to stop, to not throw her into the incinerator. Morality should warn the test subject that the only thing that prevented GLaDOS from killing said subject was her constant input of morals. But she couldn't; her core didn't have the ability of vocalization. The wiring in her chassis didn't allow for auditory output.
Morality looked back at GLaDOS. Even from her detached position, Morality could feel GLaDOS's satisfaction at the core's impending doom. "I don't know why I didn't think of this earlier. Just get rid of one annoyance with another," GLaDOS said smugly.
The core with the purple optic looked to the test subject. Morality Core didn't know much of humans; everything she learned about them came from watching test subjects test. But she knew that this human was strong, maybe not neurotoxinproof strong, but strong. Morality Core heard the doors of the incinerator open. Humans would look back on their lives moments before their deaths, but a core, what do they have? Files. Morality without hesitation opened the zipped files in the back of her memory. The same files that the scientists warn would kill her. Morality could feel herself falling just as much as she noticed that she did not die from opening the files.
Names passed through her memory like a slideshow. Aperture. Caroline. Cave Johnson. Rick. Neil. Curra. Andre. Wheatley. Wheatley. Morality closed her optic for what would be the last time.
