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"Yeah, if you get close to that wall, a panel will slide out. Plug me into it. I'll find a way to turn that damn voice off."

I did as he said, moving to the wall. A panel slid back to reveal a stick and a blue screen next to it. Wheatley was pulled towards it-like a magnet, I realized after a second-and he snapped easily into the stick. Blue screens fizzled around his head, like the ones with GLaDOS.

"And that should do it," Wheatley said. The cheery voice died away after a few seconds into nothing more of a whisper. "It's in the system that you can't turn the voice completely off. For safety, or some stuff like that. So I made it only the test instructions are loud. At least it's better than so loud it's echoing. Anyway. Go to the next test."

The door opened as it normally did. A part of me deep down, the side that was negative, wondered if I was going to be doing this for the rest of my life. If anything was ever going to change. Elevator. Door. Chamber. Congratulations. Elevator. Repeat.

I shook my head slightly and forced myself to pay attention to the room around the instructions and me. The room was larger than the rest, with random semicircles coming out of the ground, about as high as my hip and deeply curved. They were made out of glass, with metal bars holding them together. On the ceiling were small rods, but I didn't know what they did. I was sure I wasn't going to like them, though.

"This test will test your agility. Deadly lasers will be deployed as soon as the instructions are done. If you are in contact with these lasers for longer than five seconds, you will be killed. Press the buttons in the order of the numbers on them to stop the lasers and open the door. I suggest you take cover. Happy testing!"

Wheatley started to say something, but was interrupted when red beams of light shot out of the rods on the ceiling. I knew something was wrong as soon as I heard a clicking sound. I held Wheatley tightly to my chest and dove into the nearest semicircle. I did a neat flip and landed crouched behind it, away from the moving lasers.

"Bloody freakin' hell!" Wheatley cursed, stuttering. I held him more gently now that we were relatively safe. "Did you see those things? They just came out of nowhere! Man, if it weren't for your fast reflexes we'd both be dead. Now I can put my laser shields up. Chuck the Portal Gun over by the door, so you'll be able to use both your hands, and do the same to me.

When there were only a few lasers by us, I leaned my torso out from behind the shelter and slid the Portal Gun to the door. It bounced off the doors harmlessly. I did the same to Wheatley, and he knocked into the gun, which made him stop. He called to me one last good luck. I waved to him in acknowledgement, and then quickly jumped away when a laser almost hit my face.

I scanned the room, looking for the buttons that were mentioned before. There were four buttons in total. The first one, labeled by one dot, was the second one from the door on the ground. It was on a white stand, and was a bright red. The second one, which was third from the door, was high up on the wall, with the wall swooping into a steep ramp. The third was right by the door, and was in a small white box with no lid. Finally, the fourth one was right next to me. It was almost taunting me. I could easily just reach out and press it without even leaving the shelter I was in.

I tensed my legs as I prepared to jump to the next shelter. I waited until there weren't any lasers around and sprinted into the next one. A laser grazed my suit leg, and I heard a fizzling sound. The laser burned a hole the size of my fist into it, with the edges a dark brown. I forced myself not to think about it as I planned out my next move.

"You alright?" Wheatley called to me. "I-I heard a fizzling sound and something smells like burned...something."

I stuck out my thumb to tell him I was okay. "Oh, thank God. If you couldn't finish this test we'd both be in super hot water with GLaDOS..." He shuddered. "Anyway, there has to be some trick to this test. Think outside of the box-wait, you don't know what that means, do you? Er, just-be creative! Bugger, I hope you know what that means..."

I ignored his blabbering and focused on the more pressing matter of trying to figure out the Agility Test. This test wasn't impossible; I was sure of that. There had to be some pattern-a way to safely move across the testing area.

After a few minutes of trying to ignore Wheatley and looking for a pattern, I finally saw it. If I followed one of the lasers close enough, it would lead me in a looped path to all of the buttons. I would have to be extremely fast and precise, but I had no choice. It was either that or facing GLaDOS.

Counting to three in my head-Wheatley had taught me in the trip over-I dashed away from my safe spot and into the free spot. I followed the one laser that set the path to all the buttons. I pressed the first one with ease, and then sprinted to the second one. The blood pumping through my ears blocked out most of the sound, but I could dimly hear Wheatley cheering me on.

For the second one I ran faster to gain enough speed to run up the wall and press the button. Twirling and landing on my feet, neatly missing two lasers, I raced after the path-making laser to the third one, pressing it easily. A laser caught the cloth on my thigh, but I had to completely ignore it in order to stay on track.

Whipping around, I raced as fast as I could and dived for the final one. My fingers barely brushed it, but it still turned off.

I crouched there for a second, breathing heavily. I straightened and walked over to the door, which was now open, the only sounds being the clicking of my shoes. I picked up Wheatley, whose eye was wide with shock.

"How...what...that...cool!" Wheatley squawked, obviously at a loss for words. I silently giggled and stepped into the elevator.

While we made our way through the place, I sat against the wall, curled into a ball with Wheatley in my arms. I had set the gun carefully by my leg, close enough to grab if necessary. I rested my head against the glass and watched in wonder at our surroundings.

"I'm sorry, by the way."

I blinked a couple of times and cocked my head to the side, our symbol for a question.

"For everything, I mean," Wheatley said hurriedly, looking embarrassed. "I mean, it must be really hard to do all these tests just after getting out of cryo, and not having any memories...terrifying. But I'll try to help you get them back, love. We were actually working on a Memory Restoration Device before the world, y'know, ended."

I nodded again and shifted so we were more comfortable. You wouldn't think it, but those tests were actually surprisingly hard. They were made to test all of your skills to the extreme, according to Wheatley. Little things made it much, much harder. "Some of them you wouldn't even notice."

There was a shaking of the elevator, jolting me awake. Wheatley shifted in my arms to turn his eye onto me. "We're almost to GLaDOS's chamber again. Put me back on the railing, willya? I don't wanna be thrown in the incinerator again for goofing off."

The know-it-all voice in the back of my head whispered what an incinerator was to my brain, and I couldn't help but shudder slightly.

"You cold, love? It does get a bit drafty at times down here. Since robots don't really need heat to survive, GLaDOS tends to forget to turn on the heat. I'll talk to her about it, if ya want."

"No, it's fine," I signed to him.

I went up onto my toes and latched Wheatley back onto the sliding pole. He reattached himself automatically, with a loud click. It made me jump slightly, and I groped blindly for my bracelet for courage.

The doors opened, and I swooped down to grab the gun from its lonely spot on the floor. I firmly grabbed on to the handle and followed Wheatley out into GLaDOS' chamber.

GLaDOS looked the exact same as how we had left her, suspended in the air, surrounded by blue screens. She turned her luminous eye towards us when we entered. "Ah," she said calmly. "You've finally arrived."

"Sorry for the wait, ma'am," Wheatley stuttered, his voice turning sickly sweet. "There was a slight, ah, accident on the course—"

"I do have cameras in the chambers, you fool," she interrupted him icily. Wheatley started at that, and slid back a few inches from her.

"S-sorry, ma'am," he muttered sheepishly.

"Moving on. The test results were…passable," she continued, turning away from us. "Take aVera 9-13 to the Hub, and make sure her and Test Subject Jade are well acquainted before starting them on the Mandatory Beginners' Cooperative Testing Course."

"Yes, right away, ma'am," Wheatley said hurriedly. He turned away from her and towards me. "Come along, aVera 9-13," he said in a commanding tone. "We have important business to attend to."

I gave him a look that clearly said, 'Seriously?' but I complied, nonetheless.

"Woo!" Wheatley sighed deeply in relief as soon as the elevator had started moving. "I tell ya, if I had a bladder, I woulda peed myself by now!"

That helpful yet annoying voice whispered to me, It's how humans relieve themselves of toxins that may harm the body. I blinked rapidly to stop the flood of information that came with that simple explanation.

"Anywhoo, this is where the fun begins," Wheatley said, spinning aimlessly on his railing. "The Hub's where you get to eat, use the bathroom, and take showers before you move onto the courses. Totally awesome place, love. And don't worry, everyone'll take to you soon enough. Best of all, you get to finally use…the Portal Gun."

I felt a flash of nervousness, and nodded, cradling the Portal Gun to my chest. My instincts were telling me that I was going to…well, to be honest, absolutely hate them. But what could I do? All I had no other choice then to do them. Wheatley had made it obvious you didn't fight with GLaDOS.

Sighing slightly, I watched as the elevator lifted up out of the floor into a large, spacious area, which I guessed to be the Hub. Two long benches, made out of gray metal with black cushions, were in the center of it all.

"Hrmg," Wheatley huffed angrily as I walked down the stairs, glaring around accusingly at the empty space. "Everyone should've been done with the tests by now. Ah, well, they'll be here soon. Just take a seat."

I said down on one of the benches. I was surprised at how soft they were, and ran my fingers over it in wonder.

I silently gasped when one of the many sets of doors opened, to reveal a pair of laughing girls—the ones from before. They were muddy and singed, with Portal Guns in hand. I sat up straighter and tightened my grip instinctively on the Portal Gun I had. I waited tensely as they stopped laughing almost as soon as they saw me.

This chapter had a liiiittle too much happening in it for my liking, so I split it into two parts :P The next part with be up shortly :D