YUA: Ok, this is my first Half-life fic, so be nice. But I absolutely loved
the game (and the gore) and just had to do something. So, here it goes.
[These stand for thoughts]
I OWN NOTHING **sob**
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"Death or defeat?
Heaven or hell?
Friend or foe?
Which will it be, Gordon?"
--Me! (I just made that up when I first played the game. I've got a nasty habit of talking to my video games!)
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Half-Life: Advanced Generation
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16 YEARS AGO: THE BLACK MESA INCEDENT
Gordon Freeman, the hero of the incident, was promptly taken to the White House, after having accepted his new terms of 'employment'. But no one ever heard from him again, or saw him even. He's still alive, but he's in too deep to pull out now.
*
Enter Chad Freeman, Gordon's brother. They shared an incredibly strong bond, and when Gordon had left to join the Black Mesa Facility, Chad objected. He was a little brother after all, and no little brother wants to their big brother leave without them. Gordon's leaving tore down any mental barriers in Chad's mind, and he snapped. He went into a depression, and his parents couldn't help. And so we start this story at the Black Mesa Facility, where we find Chad Freeman, top scientist in Anomalous Materials, Sector C. The same place where his brother had worked.
"Chad?! Chad, get your arse over 'ere!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming..." Jack Salington, a Brit from Brooklyn, was obviously impatient. Chad got up from his comfortable spinning chair, and found Jack trying to repair a robot.
"Help me with this, will ya? I can't find the bloody hydraulic chamber! And be quick about it! They need this damn thing in Sector C33 by the afternoon!"
"What---? Oh, you idiot! It's right here!' Chad grabbed the screwdriver from Jack's hand, and pointed to the chamber.
"Ah, cut me some slack Chad! I've been here for only a year! Meanwhile you've been here for about three!"
"Doesn't matter. Didn't they train you?" For friends, they often played around like guys usually do. Beating up on each other, yelling at each other...a lot like brothers...almost.
"I swear, if I need to repair this thing once more..." He gives the robot a kick, and it rumbles to life.
"Well, whaddaya know? I actually did it! Chad, you see that?!"
"Yeah, you kicked it." A smirk spread across Chad's face as Jack's smirk disappeared.
"Well, I still fixed it."
"Phone call, Chad. Phone call, Chad." The cold computerized voice alerted Chad to a ringing phone. He referred to the voice as Jennifer. Don't ask why.
"Yeah, I hear ya, Jennifer. Calm down." It was an A.I. bot. Smart enough to have simple conversations and do math equations, but that's all, really.
"Hello?" He brought the receiver up to his ear.
"Yes, Chad?" He instantly recognized the voice.
"Sir!" His body went rigid, and he listened intently to what the head man of the Black Mesa Facility had to say.
"Where's that damned bot I told you to fix?"
"Uh..." Chad gave Jack a quick glance, who was holding up the thumbs up signal.
"It's primed and ready sir."
"Good. Get it to Sector C33 in ten minutes!"
"Yes sir!" He put the phone back on it's cradle, and turned to Jack.
"C'mon, we gotta get this thing to Sector C33."
"Can't we just put it on the railway?"
"Actually, I'm quite curious as to what they need this for..." It was the same type robot that started the whole incident sixteen years ago. Chad shoved the thought out of his mind.
"Ah, speak for y'self. I've had enough work for one day. I'll see you later, chap." Chad turned the robot's independent thinking module off, and put it on remote control.
"Let's go little guy." He pushed forward on the joystick. You know you've been working at this place for too long when you start talking to inanimate objects.
*
"Here it is sir." Chad walked up to The Boss. No one knew his real name, but by God, no one dared ask him.
"Thanks Chad. This experiment is going to change the course of Mankind. This is going to make Black Mesa known to all of the other facilities. In fact, I want you to witness this moment. See that?" He pointed behind him, and Chad looked over his shoulder, seeing an orange crystal.
"S-Sir? What is that?"
"Those fools sixteen years ago didn't know what they where doing! Now, I'm going to complete what they couldn't finish!"
"I hope you know what you're doing." As a scientist, Chad was trained never to object The Boss's orders.
"Where's that bastard, Jack?"
"Ah, he said he's done enough for one day."
"One day! But it's two in the afternoon! It's hasn't even been a day! Lazy son of a---Anyway, let's commence!" The Boss grabbed the controls from Chad's hands, and directed the bot to grab the crystal. He maneuvered the bot onto an elevator, and it was carried down to the reactor. The reactor had since then been rebuilt, and Chad was thankful he wasn't the one out there in the H.E.V. suit, flipping all the switches.
"Sir! Flux capacitors at 95 percent!"
"Good, initiate the Tri-polar emitters!" The top part of the reactor began spinning violently, and bolts of static struck the lower ring, causing that one to spin.
"Tri-polar connections complete! Ready for test sample." The Boss steered the robot holding the sparkling crystal into the vortex.
Then...All the plans fell apart.
As did the building.
"S-S-Sir!! W-What's Happening?"
"I d-don't k-k-know!" All of the men tumbled to the floor, unable to keep their balance. Chad got on his knees and looked through the observatory window. The man inside the H.E.V. Suit was struck by a bolt of electricity, and thrown backwards into the wall.
[What the hell is going on.?!]
"Quick! C-Cut the connections!"
"I-I can't sir! They've gone haywire!"
"Shit! I knew we needed better funding!" As The Boss kept on ranting angrily, a piece of debris fell from the ceiling, and put him out cold.
[At least we don't need to listen to his ramblings...] Thought Chad. Chad stood up and tried to take control.
"Can't you cut the power to the capacitors?!"
"No! Nothing! Everything has gone nuts! This is crazy!"
"We need to stop this! We need to cut the power!!"
"Ah!" Another piece of debris struck the only scientist who was qualified to work the controls. Chad's mind began crawling with memories of the incident, sixteen years ago. He looked up towards the ceiling, where the sky would be, and shouted:
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!!"
"Report! Sector C33! Report!" The com line was still open, and an angry female voice was trying to make contact with someone. Chad staggered over to the speaker on the wall, and pressed the call button.
"We need help, dammit! Get a maintenance crew down here!"
"Freeman? Oh man, whatever you did, I doubt the maintenance team can fix it!"
"This is no time for jokes! I'm serious! The test sample---"
"Test sample? What the hell are you talking about, Freeman?"
"I...I don't know!"
"We were never informed of any test samples being modified today!"
"Well, screw what you were told!"
"Alright, I'm on it!" The com line closed, and Chad was on his own again.
"God, I have to do something!" Chad went to the control console, and his eyes widened when he saw the console.
"This thing has more buttons then a stealth bomber!" The only way to stop the shaking of the facility was to stop the reactor! But he had no idea how! He wasn't trained for this!
"Here goes nothing...!" His hands glided over the panels, pressing whatever button his fingers touched. But, it only seemed to worsen the condition, and the top ring of the reactor shook loose, crashing down onto the unconscious body of the man in the H.E.V. suit. As Chad was watching this, it seemed like he would actually have a chance. The ring's weight was being supported by his suit, but his helmet didn't have such strength. The ring slowly flattened the helmet, the man seeming to be caught in a paradox of death. As the pressure grew more intense, his helmet became oval shaped, and blood spattered on the inside, coloring the helmet crimson. His skull had burst.
As soon as that happened, a watching Chad keeled over, grabbing his stomach. His stomach felt like it was going to burst. He opened his mouth, bile rushing past his lips, and he vomited. But all pain and thoughts stopped abruptly when a chunk of debris bloodied the back of his head, knocking him out. -
YUA: How was that? Did you like it? Please say so in a review! And I will accept flames, seeing as how I'm only 13...^_^;;
[These stand for thoughts]
I OWN NOTHING **sob**
-
"Death or defeat?
Heaven or hell?
Friend or foe?
Which will it be, Gordon?"
--Me! (I just made that up when I first played the game. I've got a nasty habit of talking to my video games!)
-
Half-Life: Advanced Generation
-
16 YEARS AGO: THE BLACK MESA INCEDENT
Gordon Freeman, the hero of the incident, was promptly taken to the White House, after having accepted his new terms of 'employment'. But no one ever heard from him again, or saw him even. He's still alive, but he's in too deep to pull out now.
*
Enter Chad Freeman, Gordon's brother. They shared an incredibly strong bond, and when Gordon had left to join the Black Mesa Facility, Chad objected. He was a little brother after all, and no little brother wants to their big brother leave without them. Gordon's leaving tore down any mental barriers in Chad's mind, and he snapped. He went into a depression, and his parents couldn't help. And so we start this story at the Black Mesa Facility, where we find Chad Freeman, top scientist in Anomalous Materials, Sector C. The same place where his brother had worked.
"Chad?! Chad, get your arse over 'ere!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming..." Jack Salington, a Brit from Brooklyn, was obviously impatient. Chad got up from his comfortable spinning chair, and found Jack trying to repair a robot.
"Help me with this, will ya? I can't find the bloody hydraulic chamber! And be quick about it! They need this damn thing in Sector C33 by the afternoon!"
"What---? Oh, you idiot! It's right here!' Chad grabbed the screwdriver from Jack's hand, and pointed to the chamber.
"Ah, cut me some slack Chad! I've been here for only a year! Meanwhile you've been here for about three!"
"Doesn't matter. Didn't they train you?" For friends, they often played around like guys usually do. Beating up on each other, yelling at each other...a lot like brothers...almost.
"I swear, if I need to repair this thing once more..." He gives the robot a kick, and it rumbles to life.
"Well, whaddaya know? I actually did it! Chad, you see that?!"
"Yeah, you kicked it." A smirk spread across Chad's face as Jack's smirk disappeared.
"Well, I still fixed it."
"Phone call, Chad. Phone call, Chad." The cold computerized voice alerted Chad to a ringing phone. He referred to the voice as Jennifer. Don't ask why.
"Yeah, I hear ya, Jennifer. Calm down." It was an A.I. bot. Smart enough to have simple conversations and do math equations, but that's all, really.
"Hello?" He brought the receiver up to his ear.
"Yes, Chad?" He instantly recognized the voice.
"Sir!" His body went rigid, and he listened intently to what the head man of the Black Mesa Facility had to say.
"Where's that damned bot I told you to fix?"
"Uh..." Chad gave Jack a quick glance, who was holding up the thumbs up signal.
"It's primed and ready sir."
"Good. Get it to Sector C33 in ten minutes!"
"Yes sir!" He put the phone back on it's cradle, and turned to Jack.
"C'mon, we gotta get this thing to Sector C33."
"Can't we just put it on the railway?"
"Actually, I'm quite curious as to what they need this for..." It was the same type robot that started the whole incident sixteen years ago. Chad shoved the thought out of his mind.
"Ah, speak for y'self. I've had enough work for one day. I'll see you later, chap." Chad turned the robot's independent thinking module off, and put it on remote control.
"Let's go little guy." He pushed forward on the joystick. You know you've been working at this place for too long when you start talking to inanimate objects.
*
"Here it is sir." Chad walked up to The Boss. No one knew his real name, but by God, no one dared ask him.
"Thanks Chad. This experiment is going to change the course of Mankind. This is going to make Black Mesa known to all of the other facilities. In fact, I want you to witness this moment. See that?" He pointed behind him, and Chad looked over his shoulder, seeing an orange crystal.
"S-Sir? What is that?"
"Those fools sixteen years ago didn't know what they where doing! Now, I'm going to complete what they couldn't finish!"
"I hope you know what you're doing." As a scientist, Chad was trained never to object The Boss's orders.
"Where's that bastard, Jack?"
"Ah, he said he's done enough for one day."
"One day! But it's two in the afternoon! It's hasn't even been a day! Lazy son of a---Anyway, let's commence!" The Boss grabbed the controls from Chad's hands, and directed the bot to grab the crystal. He maneuvered the bot onto an elevator, and it was carried down to the reactor. The reactor had since then been rebuilt, and Chad was thankful he wasn't the one out there in the H.E.V. suit, flipping all the switches.
"Sir! Flux capacitors at 95 percent!"
"Good, initiate the Tri-polar emitters!" The top part of the reactor began spinning violently, and bolts of static struck the lower ring, causing that one to spin.
"Tri-polar connections complete! Ready for test sample." The Boss steered the robot holding the sparkling crystal into the vortex.
Then...All the plans fell apart.
As did the building.
"S-S-Sir!! W-What's Happening?"
"I d-don't k-k-know!" All of the men tumbled to the floor, unable to keep their balance. Chad got on his knees and looked through the observatory window. The man inside the H.E.V. Suit was struck by a bolt of electricity, and thrown backwards into the wall.
[What the hell is going on.?!]
"Quick! C-Cut the connections!"
"I-I can't sir! They've gone haywire!"
"Shit! I knew we needed better funding!" As The Boss kept on ranting angrily, a piece of debris fell from the ceiling, and put him out cold.
[At least we don't need to listen to his ramblings...] Thought Chad. Chad stood up and tried to take control.
"Can't you cut the power to the capacitors?!"
"No! Nothing! Everything has gone nuts! This is crazy!"
"We need to stop this! We need to cut the power!!"
"Ah!" Another piece of debris struck the only scientist who was qualified to work the controls. Chad's mind began crawling with memories of the incident, sixteen years ago. He looked up towards the ceiling, where the sky would be, and shouted:
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!!"
"Report! Sector C33! Report!" The com line was still open, and an angry female voice was trying to make contact with someone. Chad staggered over to the speaker on the wall, and pressed the call button.
"We need help, dammit! Get a maintenance crew down here!"
"Freeman? Oh man, whatever you did, I doubt the maintenance team can fix it!"
"This is no time for jokes! I'm serious! The test sample---"
"Test sample? What the hell are you talking about, Freeman?"
"I...I don't know!"
"We were never informed of any test samples being modified today!"
"Well, screw what you were told!"
"Alright, I'm on it!" The com line closed, and Chad was on his own again.
"God, I have to do something!" Chad went to the control console, and his eyes widened when he saw the console.
"This thing has more buttons then a stealth bomber!" The only way to stop the shaking of the facility was to stop the reactor! But he had no idea how! He wasn't trained for this!
"Here goes nothing...!" His hands glided over the panels, pressing whatever button his fingers touched. But, it only seemed to worsen the condition, and the top ring of the reactor shook loose, crashing down onto the unconscious body of the man in the H.E.V. suit. As Chad was watching this, it seemed like he would actually have a chance. The ring's weight was being supported by his suit, but his helmet didn't have such strength. The ring slowly flattened the helmet, the man seeming to be caught in a paradox of death. As the pressure grew more intense, his helmet became oval shaped, and blood spattered on the inside, coloring the helmet crimson. His skull had burst.
As soon as that happened, a watching Chad keeled over, grabbing his stomach. His stomach felt like it was going to burst. He opened his mouth, bile rushing past his lips, and he vomited. But all pain and thoughts stopped abruptly when a chunk of debris bloodied the back of his head, knocking him out. -
YUA: How was that? Did you like it? Please say so in a review! And I will accept flames, seeing as how I'm only 13...^_^;;