GhostKing Screws up Time and SPAAAAACE V

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SHORTEST FLASHBACK IN THE HISTORY OF EVER!

Just when I thought this couldn't get any weirder..." GhostKing sighed.

"Oh well." Sarah shrugged.

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GhostKing's eyes flared open. A dream. It had all been a dream...hadn't it?

No...a dream of a memory.

They had tried to find Sarah's mom...but something happened after that. Sarah was taken. It was unknown by who or why.

And now GhostKing didn't know where she herself was along with the others; Sonic, Silver, Shadow and Mephiles. Perhaps they had been taken too.

GhostKing faded out again.

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"Um...pardon me, but you're sleeping. You're not supposed to be sleeping! If you sleep, you could get brain damage! I don't know why...just go along with it. Uh, hello?! Earth to alien! You! Yes, you! Stop sleeping! I mean it!"

Shadow smacked the thing that was yelling at him away. But unfortunately, it came back.

"That was rude." it said.

"I don't care..."

"Well, you should. You might have brain damage. Um...say 'apple'. I need to make sure you're in good condition—"

Shadow smacked the thing away again, sitting up and roaring, "If I just smacked you away and responded to your irritating voice, then I would ASSUME I don't have brain damage!"

His eyes began to adjust to the dark. He was in some sort of room, on a rather thin mattress. Hanging from the ceiling was a round robot with an annoyed look on it's 'face'. It was about the size of a beach ball, with one glowing blue eye that was narrowed in annoyance.

"In case you were wondering, non-brain damaged specimen, I am Wheatly. I already know what your name is."

"...you do?" Shadow asked awkwardly.

"Yes. You are Irritated."

Shadow facepalmed. "My name is Shadow the Hedgehog."

"Fine then. My name is Wheatly."

"You just said that."

"No I didn't."

Someone in that room had brain damage, and Shadow was pretty sure it was not him. "Where am I?"

"Um...that's classified. For the meantime, just follow me." Wheatly said, sort of rolling along the ceiling towards the door. Shadow stood and followed, feeling a bit weak in the knees.

"How long was I out?" he asked.

"Um...I think about a year."

Shadow stopped walking. "A YEAR?!"

"About," Wheatly opened the door through a password. He exited the room and turned, waiting for Shadow to follow.

"Wh...what about the others? Where are they?"

"All your questions will be answered momentarily." Wheatly promised.

They exited the room and entered an elevator that went right instead of up or down. Wheatly narrowed his eye at Shadow, saying, "You don't look like a hedgehog."

"You don't look like artificial intelligence." Shadow muttered.

"I can't see why the personnel here wanted you. You must have drove them mad with your sarcasm."

The doors opened and they entered into a large-ish room. Another robot was hanging from the ceiling, this one a lot bigger than Wheatly.

"This is GLaDOS." said robot said. "She will evaluate you."

The large robot turned at the sound of 'her' name and stared straight at Shadow. "Oh my gods. I expected you to perish in stasis." she said in a monologue tone.

"It's not the first time I was put in it." Shadow growled.

"Most specimens emerge from it with severe malnourishment and brain damage. It seems as though you became more sarcastic and packed on a few pounds."

"Thank you."

"Wheatly, get this pathetic creature out of here."

"Ok," Wheatly pointed Shadow in the direction of a different door. "Wait in there."

"For what?" Shadow asked.

"You will have to see." Wheatly said before shutting the door and leaving him in complete darkness.

"But I can't see anything..." Shadow growled.

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"Excuse me. Get up."

"Wh...?" Silver muttered.

"You. Up. Now. And don't go back to sleep. You might have brain damage. Don't ask me to explain again."

"Wh...aaa...?"

"Ugh. I knew one of these test subjects would end up for the worst." said the voice.

"Wh...test subjects?" Silver moaned, sitting up slowly and blinking hard. "What do you mean...?"

"Good. At least you can still string words together. Ok...say 'apple.' Can you do that? Apple..."

"Uh...apple...?" Silver said, his eyes finally adjusting to the light.

"Good. What is an apple?"

"A fruit..." Silver began to recall a bit of what happened.

"Ok, you're safe. Come with me."

"Who are you?" Silver asked, standing. His legs felt like Jell-o.

"I'm Wheatly." said the circular robot. "And you're going to meet GLaDOS for evaluation."

"What for?"

"She wants to see how your body has reacted to being in stasis for a year. To me, you look fine. But she'll give the final judgment."

"A...year?! What happened?!" Silver panicked. "How did we end up here?!"

"She will explain in a bit." Wheatly said, opening an elevator door. "Get in and shut up."

Silver did as he was told. The elevator lead them to a room occupied by a large robot suspended by the roof, much like how Wheatly was. This one turned an orange eye to the hedgehog, scanning him.

"Well, like most test subjects, your mind is primitive and your skills are mediocre." she said in a bored voice. "At least no one tries to put you in a potato and feed you to birds."

"...What." Silver said plainly.

"I'll give you the fast version. Don't ask me to repeat myself." GLaDOS then proceed to speed talk in the extreme, even for a robot. Her voice was one jumble of sound that sounded a bit like, 'Abdudownsmsnkapqisndnxneuthg la.'

"So there. If you ever have any questions, just remember what I said."

"...What...?" Silver squeaked.

"Put him with the fat subject." GLaDOS said to Wheatly.

"Right away." Wheatly lead Silver to another door and pushed him in. He left after that.

"Uh...hello?" Silver asked.

"Silver? Thank Chaos you're still alive." Shadow said.

"You know, GLaDOS called you fat."

There was a moment of silence.

"I'm going to blow this place to oblivion."

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It was a bit later...but she didn't know how much later. Nothing made sense now. What was happening?

And why?

Why couldn't she remember anything?

"Sarah?" GhostKing asked softly. No reply.

She faded out again.

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"Get up, you may have brain da—"

"EEEYYYAAAHHHH!" Sonic jumped a mile at the sound of a voice. He found himself staring into the eye of a robot, this one looking kind of surprised itself and a bit concerned.

"My name is Wheatly." it said very slowly. "Can you understand me?"

"Uh...y-yeah..." Sonic realized he was shaking uncontrollably. "Wh...what happened? Where am I? What's going on?"

"Well, you're panicking, which is good...it means you suffered little to no brain damage from stasis—"

"What?! What do you mean?! Explain!"

Wheatly sighed. "I do NOT want to explain this again. Just get your blue backside out the door and I'll explain when we get there."

"Oh...ok..." Sonic stood and toppled over, feeling extremely weak in his legs. He eventually made it to the door by using the wall as a crutch.

"You are to be evaluated." Wheatly said. "GLaDOS only wants the test subjects in good condition."

"TEST SUBJECTS?!" Sonic shouted, falling to the ground again in a loud thump.

If Wheatly had hands, he would have facepalmed. They rode in an awkward elevator to a large room. An equally large robot greeted them. Sonic flipped out at the sight of the mechanical thing and tried to punch it, but he missed and sent himself falling to the ground again.

"I am so embarrassed." the robot said. "I expected you out of them all to at least mature a bit."

"What's going on?!" Sonic wailed. "Where am I?!"

"Calm yourself, primitive creature. This is going under your file. It will say, 'Whiny, blue and annoying.' I hope you're happy. I hate blue."

Sonic just stared.

"Overall, you seem to be in as good of health as mortal beings can be in. Wheatly, put him with the fat and anorexic ones."

"Yes, GLaDOS." Wheatly said, pushing Sonic towards a door on the opposite side of the place. He was shoved into a dark room.

"Hello?" Sonic called, not exactly expecting an answer.

"Sonic?! You're alive!" Silver cheered.

"Dammit," Shadow swore.

"Good to see you too." Sonic muttered.

"Now what? Who are we missing?" Silver asked.

"Mephiles, Sarah and GhostKing." Shadow sighed. "Hopefully we'll get some answers then."

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It was dark, cold and too quiet. It was as though he were locked in solitary confinement. It was as though he would never hear anyone else's voice again.

Mephiles loved it.

He decided he didn't care about the others much anymore and drifted back to sleep. He dreamed of his favorite things, which were fire, death, destruction, fire, killing Sonic, fire, blowing things up, fire, leaving the annoying group, and fire.

...Did I mention fire?

Anyway, he was still sleeping when a voice broke through his dreams.

"So much space. Gotta see it all."

Mephiles ignored it.

"It's dark in space. Cuz there's space. Oooh! SPAAAAACE!"

Mephiles slowly opened his eyes to see a small circular robot floating in front of him, spinning around the room to see how much space was in it.

"Soooo much spaaaaace..."

"What are you doing here?" Mephiles growled.

The little robot jumped. "Space?! The space has a voice! SPAAACE! I'M COMING FOR YOOOOUUU! I like space!"

Mephiles grabbed the robot and turned it around to face him. "Tell me where I am."

"Space," the robot said unhelpfully.

"Where. Am. I." Mephiles hissed.

"Space,"

"I will tear your circuits out one by one,"

"Space," the robot said, glancing around again. "SPAAAACE!"

Mephiles threw the robot, but it just started floating around the room happily, singing to the tune of the ABC's: "I love space, I love space, I love SPAAACE!"

"Where am I?" Mephiles asked no one in particular.

"Spaaaaaaace!"

"Shut up!"

That was about when a door opened, shedding a lot of light into the dark room. Mephiles squinted as another circular robot floated in, this one a bit bigger and looking extremely annoyed. It caught sight of Mephiles and barked, "My name is Wheatly, you've been in stasis for a year, and come with me now. No questions."

"...What," Mephiles said plainly.

"No questions! I've been through this a million times! I hate my job!" Wheatly shouted.

"That was more of a statement," Mephiles growled.

"Just come with me unless you wish to be exterminated." Wheatly hissed evilly.

"All right..." Mephiles followed him out into the hall and into an elevator. The annoying, space-crazed robot followed, but turned down the hall instead, singing, "Space loves me, I love space..."

"Where are we going?" Mephiles asked.

"To meet GLaDOS. Enough questions." Wheatly growled. They entered into a large room containing another robot, this one quite a bit bigger than Wheatly or Space-Crazed-Defective-Robot-Trash. It turned and stared at Mephiles.

"You are not intimidating," it said.

"So?"

"So you are just as ordinary as the other test subjects. No, wait...I lied. You are actually the one I like least."

"Why?" Mephiles asked.

"Because you are ugly."

"That isn't a good explination."

"Wheatly, put him with the other fat, anorexic and over-reactant ones." the robot said in a bored tone.

Mephiles was shoved into another room and left in more darkness.

"Mephiles? Is that you?" Silver asked.

"Yes," Mephiles sighed. "Who are we missing?"

"GhostKing and Sarah." Sonic said.

"We don't know where they are." Shadow added.

"Or where we are..." Mephiles sighed.

"WHAT IF WE'RE GONNA DIE?!"

"Calm down, Sonic," Shadow growled.

"So...now what? I'm hungry." Silver said.

"We wait." Mephiles decided.

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Again.

Waking up.

But what for? There was nothing to see. Nothing to do.

Nothing.

GhostKing tried to focus. But everything was still blurred. Her Author Powers weren't working. She seemed lost in her own mind.

"Sarah...?" she asked, her voice feeling like gravel.

No reply.

Then...voices. But she couldn't find the source.

GhostKing faded out again...

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Hurray for Portal references! Should this be crossed over? I'm only planning to use Portal stuff for two and a half chapters, but it's pretty important to the story...

I like space.

Hasta la Vista, Readers!

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