Ashley was tired, she had been walking forever after a battle with a creepy guy who wanted to use her in his freakshow. She sighed as she broke into a clearing filled with wheat and a small, rusty shed. Her eyes strained as she focused on the shed and noticed the heavy door creaking open a bit. Her pupils grew catlike as she jumped back from the door slamming open. At this moment in time, Wheatley was still floating through space with the corrupted cores which were used to bring him down. He thinks only about that day and the lady who brought him down, she never gave up. She was working with the lady, her enemy now her friend, this confused Wheatley. Not just because he misunderstood most things, it was because of that mad power that had got to him while he was plugged into the chassis. He knew there was something evil in that thing that only She could control. All he wanted to do was get out of bloody space and warn somebody about this evil, even if it was her. Meanwhile, Ashley kept hearing a voice from the shed, it was a bone-chilling yet neutral voice all at once.
It was weird because at night she sometimes heard this voice in her extreme nightmares that she has constantly. Aperture, was the name that came to mind and she shrank back in horror at the thought of it. "This name has never came to mind" she thought as the chilling voice continued talking. " Aperture?" She accidentally said out loud and clamped her hands over her mouth. At the mention of it, the voice had stopped and whispered at a level that even Ashley could hear. "Yes" was all it said and Ashley took a few more steps forward. She was about to touch the cool metal and was interrupted by a electronic voice from the sky.
A/N: Should I continue and does this story need any editing? Let me know in the review section and I will see to it.
