Apparently, I have magical powers, because every time I try to make an omelette, it mysteriously turns to scrambled eggs...

UNTIL NOW, BABY! Sure, it was a little sloppy, burned, and falling apart but it still looked pretty good! And tasted good too, as soon as you scraped off the burned parts (Leaving less than half the omelette left to consume). But I'm pretty darn happy. Plus, one of my best friends in the entire world just got me a 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper, my favorite. It's my first 2-liter that was actually mine alone. Except for the fact that I let my sister and my friend have a small cup each. Which means 2 less cups for me...

And now it's almost gone. :( Scratch that, it's all gone now, I just drank the rest. D`:


"Well, this is strangely convenient." Alyx remarked as the group stood in front of a tall building. Barney gave a 'hell yeah' in agreement as they walked through the luckily unlocked doors, Gordon and Adrian behind them. Adrian's pet, which they learned he had named Chris, stayed behind.

"Come on, Chris." Adrian tried.

"Hey, why don't you have an accent like your mom?" Barney asked.

"I was born in America, she was an immigrant." he whispered, as the four silently stalked through the halls, eventually coming to an office that seemed strikingly familiar to Gordon. On the screen behind the desk was the Black Mesa logo, now occasionally fading out from static.

Alyx also seemed to sense something familiar about this place, no doubt she was also visited by him during her unconscious state.

However, something was off. There was a crate stashed in the corner. Curious, Gordon walked toward to it and smashed it open with his trusty crowbar, revealing several CDs.

"What the hell are these?" Alyx asked as she walked over, picking one up.

Barney and Adrian joined the two, Chris still standing awkwardly by the door, seeming ready to bolt.

The discs had names on them. Sidney Jones, Nathaniel Thomson, Cassie Streigh, Lillian Stormson, Elijah Vance...

Alyx gasped as she picked it up, careful not to get any fingerprints on the underside.

Barney got down and started sorting through them too, eventually holding another up. "Hey Gordon, this one has your name on it." he stated as he handed it over.

Said man held it and saw that it indeed had GORDON FREEMAN written on it.

"There's mine." Adrian pointed out.

Alyx dropped down to her knees again. "Barney, this one has yours."

Gordon eventually found Alyx's name, as well as others he recognized.

Issac Kleiner, Judith Mossman, Caroline Strong, Cave Johnson, and more.

"What the hell?!" Barney exclaimed as he examined his.

Gordon turned to the fading monitor sporting the Black Mesa logo, noticing a slot off to the side of it. He carefully inserted the disc with his name on it.

The monitor lost all static and the logo vanished, soon replaced by the words 'disc empty'.

Frowning, the disc was ejected, to be replaced by Cave Johnson's disc.

The screen went black.

"Well it's about damn time!" a gruff voice called from the speakers.

Any discs in anyone's hands were immediately dropped as they stared at the blank screen, and it eventually lit up to reveal a picture of the long-dead man.


The alien army arrived, but the humans and Combine were ready. They were armed with the few weapons that still had ammo left for them. The Combine, however, were a different story. They seemed to have limitless ammo, as they fired left and right at the attacking aliens.

The humans also had a supply of melee weapons that were used against the small pit drones and such, while the Combine shot at the bigger, more dangerous aliens, few humans helping them.

Mel and Chell were stationed on a loft high up near the ceiling, placing portals beneath the aliens' feet, confusing the victims momentarily, allowing others to finish them off.

Dylan had taken on the job of a medic, helping heal both Combine and Human, to the Combine's surprise and humans' confusion.

The robots seemed to turn this battle into a game, all trying to plow through the most while shooting their own special weapons in a twisted resemblance of bowling, D0G just plowing through them.

Those unused to fighting, such as Kleiner and the like, barricaded themselves in an office, trying desperately to find a way to communicate with Gordon and the others. Trying to send a radio through the portal, typing furiously at computers, and other fruitless attempts. But they couldn't seem to do it.

The CP with GLaDOS was breaking Combine regulation, handing out some of the Combine's ammo to the humans.

Everyone was hard at work, but the aliens kept coming. So they kept fighting until the remaining few teleported away. The Vortigaunts immediately grouped together, trying to find where they went through the Vortessence, but their efforts were in vain.

They had simply vanished.


The G-Man wasn't mad.

He was furious.

The humans and the Combine worked so well together. That wasn't supposed to happen at all! His entire army nearly defeated, the survivors cowardly running away!

He turned to another screen, finding that Gordon and his friends had found the disc with Cave Johnson on it.

Why couldn't all humans be like Mr. Johnson, not questioning his sudden appearances, following the orders he gave Cave without doubt, and following through.

Then again, no one could be like Cave Johnson. That was why he was chosen to create the brain-mapping technology to help the G-Man's company with their plan.

This wasn't going well at all.


Gordon took a step back from the large image of Aperture's founder.

"Hey, aren't you supposed to be dead?" Barney asked.

"Don't feel like it, felt the best I've ever felt in my life. Bored as hell, though. Till you guys showed up, anyway." he responded, the picture still unmoving, which unnerved the small group.

Except for Barney, who was chuckling a bit.

"Hey, say 'masked menace'." Barney eventually said..

"'Masked menace', now why would you want me to say that?" Cave's voice snapped.

Barney snorted in his futile attempt to hold back his laughter.

"Oh my God, you sound just like him..." he muttered in between snorts.

Alyx sighed. "Barney-"

"Son, you need help." Cave interrupted.

Barney slowly calmed down, when his eyes shot up. "Oh man, Gordon, yours was empty, right?" he asked, pointing to the CD drive.

Gordon nodded, when his eyes widened in surprise too.

"Oh my God." Alyx muttered, and reached for the slot.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing. Hey! Don't you dare! Do you know who I am-" he was cut off as the disc was ejected. She held the disc close to her face and stared and horror. She then stared at the discs and started sorting them.

"Dead, dead, alive, uh...unknown, alive, alive..." she muttered as she sorted through them.

The ones bearing the name of the deceased eventually made one pile, the living in another, and the unknown in a third pile. She picked up the ones with their names on it, and one by one inserted them in the slot, the others watching closely.

Disc Empty. Disc Empty. Disc Empty.

Lillian Stormson, Disc Empty.

Issac Kleiner, Disc Empty.

Alyx then picked up the one with her father's name on it, and with a shaking hand, inserted it.

Loading.

"Alyx? Is that you sweetheart?" an all-too familiar voice called out.

"Oh my God..."


Faster update than normal, my friends. Because I love you, and I got super excited over my omelette...LOL

If anyone can get what Barney was laughing about, you'll be a part of a new club I'm creating besides the Awesome Club...

I call it...The Epic Club.

Dang, I had this cool little 'review' pattern-thingie I made to make you review, but when I click save, fanfic just screws it up. I tested it out on my profile after, and it worked on there, so if you wanna see the cool design, it's on the bottom of my profile.

The whole point of that was to get you to review, so...

REVIEW!