Chapter 1: Rude Awakening

Here it is finally! Chapter 1! Dah dah dah dah dah dah daaaaaaaaahhhhh! Happiness is the ruler of my life! This chapter caused me grief because I had been stressing for like forever how I was gonna start this chapter so be happy! Yay! Hope you love it! Review! Ummmmm I think that's it so I'm going to read through it and correct stuff if I forgot anything it will be put at the bottom. Love you all.

COPYWRITE: I do not own anything but my oc! And her basis for her story or whatever you know what I mean. Valve owns portal. God damn lucky bastards.

"BUZZ!"

"AHHH!" The woman screamed, her eyes flying open as the sound of the buzzer resonated throughout the room. The buzzing stopped and she sat bolt up right.

She surveyed the room carefully. It was a somewhat small room, one hallway, one closet, one bathroom.

The bedroom portion of the place consisted of one huge window wall, a desk, a mini fridge, a microwave, a television, a painting, two small bedside tables, and the full size bed from which she had just woken. The walls were dirty, the air thick and musty, and the carpet caked with years of dust. The woven grass closet door had completely degraded.

She stood and walked over to the television mounted in the corner. Artificial moonlight fell on her face through window as she reached for the power button. Her hand dusted the screen off as she pressed the power button.

It turned on but the screen was showing something that read: Aperture Science Educational Programming is experiencing technical difficulties. Please stand by.

"Oh yeah... I got put in suspension for something..."she said as the image of what happened flashed through her brain.

The men in lab coats pulling her to this room as she tried desperately to get free. A ginger haired boy, who looked about fifteen, in the same type of lab coat was protesting their actions however...

He was handsome. He wore thick glasses, and had a sprinkling of freckles coating his nose and cheeks. She knew him from somewhere... No not just knew him. She talked to him daily. Laughed, smiled, yelled, shared secrets, and cried with him. He was her friend, one of her best friends.

'One of?' she thought, 'Where did I get one of?' Then something caught her eye.

She had spotted a picture frame on the desk and walked over to it. It had two other smaller photos jammed in the edges between the glass and wood. Picking it up gently she examined the photos.

One of the smaller photos was a little dirty, but you could still make out the image of a girl, about fourteen years old, and a tall lanky brunette. The tall girl looked to be about five years older than the blond. Both girls were standing in front of a big banner that, as far as she could make out from the picture, said "bring your". The blond had a huge cheesy grin on her face and was holding a paper machete volcano. The brunette was gripping the younger girl's shoulder in a protective manner with one hand. In the other she held a potato.

The other small photo was very old and warped. Part of it had been torn off, probably not on purpose because the tear was too jagged.

In what was left of the photo, you could make out the torso of a man wearing an aperture lab coat, holding a five-year-old version of the blond girl in his arms. Another blond woman about the man's age was standing next to them, head resting on the man's shoulder. A beautiful smile illuminated her face and her blue eyes shone brightly. The brunette was in this picture as well. Standing in front of the blond woman whose hand was on her shoulder. A soft smile quite like the adult blonde's on her face. Eyes quite a bit more alive in this picture than in the other. You could not however, make out the man's face for it had been partly warped and torn with the corner.

The main photograph in the frame was the one that had caught her eye however. The ginger haired boy was in this one. He wasn't worried looking or frustrated like in the memory. His face was relaxed and surprised at the same time, chin on the blonde's shoulder, and his arms were around her waist. Her face was turned to his, and she was kissing his cheek.

'That's probably why he's surprised...' she thought.

If she had been taught anything here in aperture it was logistics, inferring, logical reasoning, and how to solve puzzles.

'Wait when did I start to remember being taught anything here?' she wondered, 'Wherever here is in this Aperture place anyway...' Turning her attention back to the picture she began to think.

She had long since come to the conclusion that it was she in the photographs. So if she was correct, and it was her, then those two people holding her must have been her parents.

What about the brunette... Could she be friend or family member maybe? Most likely family, considering she was in two photos, one of which was probably a family photo.

Then there was the boy. He must not have just been her best friend then. If he wasn't just her friend, but also her lover, why couldn't she remember his name? In fact while she was on that train of thought, if she knew all of these people, why couldn't she remember any of their names?

The only thing that she had begun to remember after seeing these photographs was that upon seeing these people she felt a wave of sadness wash over her. These people loved her, and she was most likely never going to see them again.

This thought made her even sadder as she looked at the boy. She obviously loved him, he loved her, and she was never going to see this boy. This boy with vibrant, deep, neon blue eyes. The color of the blue portal created by the portal guns this facility manufactured to be exact...

"The Portals!" she exclaimed finally remembering. It all came back in a rush. She was in Aperture Laboratories and she was test subject B15. She was raised here from birth. This place was her home and her prison cell. It made her happy to be here but it also made her ache to be free.

Some fragments of memory of those people in the photos began to come back to her. Just their names and her relationships with them mostly.

That blond woman was named Coraline and she was her mother. She inherited her looks and her father's personality.

The brunette was Chelly or at least that was what she called her. That was about all she could remember right now.

Then there was Ginger with freckles. She remembered every nickname she had ever called him. Ginger with freckles was one of the ones she used most. However, four eyes was a close second, but she still didn't remember his name. Why couldn't she remember his name?

He however never called her by name. There was only one name he called her. Bunny. Never anything else and she loved him so much she didn't care.

More information began to flood her mind now. Enough that she now knew that that memory of being dragged away was right at the time that they had installed GLaDOS.

GLaDOS. The Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System. She was supposed to be the new boss when cave died, but she didn't work out. GLaDOS went completely haywire the day they turned her on. It had been bring your daughter to work day. They turned her on and she went awol killing everyone with the airborne toxin. Her father had her dragged away to save her from neurotoxin... So then did that mean he, her mother, Chelly, and gingerbread (A/N: I'm gonna have so much fun taunting him.) were dead...

She shivered. Ok she needed to move on right now, she could figure this out later. Shoving the photo in her pocket she turned to examine the closet. Walking over to it she noticed it was absolutely empty except for a duel portal device and long fall boots shoved out of sight on the shelf within it.

She took the boots out first and strapped them on.

"Good morning! Sorry for the delay in this prerecorded message!" The voice of someone she thought she remembered. What was his name? Greg! It was Greg's voice. He was a college of her fathers. He had fought a bear once. It was Greg whose voice came over the intercom.

"What in gods name!" she shouted falling back. Hey, she may have known him, but that doesn't mean it can't still surprise her.

"You have been in suspension for nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-" it started to skip.

"Oh it's you..." she said standing up. She then proceeded to kick the wall and the voice recording corrected itself.

"Nine years. This courtesy call is to inform you that all test subjects should vacate the Enrichment Center immediately."

"Wait what? Nine years? Then that means I'm... Oh my god... I'm twenty three!" she was shocked nine years of her life were gone, eaten up by the suspension state she was put in.

"Any test subject not emerging from suspension at this time will be assumed to have exercised his or her right to remain in extended relaxation for the duration of the destruction of this facility..." It continued.

"Destruction! I gotta get out of here. I've gotta get everyone still alive out of here!" She grabbed the portal gun off the shelf and attached it to her arm just in time for an unknown force to smack into the side of her chamber.

The force of the blow shook the room, cracked and shattered the walls.

She managed to protect herself from the debris and looked up just in time to see a huge crane reach down and clamp onto her room. Picking the room up jerkily, it started along the track it was attached to.

The room shook and swayed violently.

"If you have any questions or concerns regarding this policy..." the voice continued.

"You are still on!" she screamed and she lost her balance. She fell on her back as it swayed to one side and she slid down the floor and out one of the holes in the side. Grabbing hold of one of the many metal skeletal structure posts the room had. Unable to climb up or let go she just hung there absolutely confused. Why was this happening!

"Crap!"

"or if you require the Spanish language version of this message, feel free to take a complementary piece of stationery from the desk drawer..." as it spoke the desk drawer flew from the desk and nearly took her head off, "in front of you, and write us a letter. Good luck!"

"Oh! Version linguistica espanola mi asno! Como sobre en vez de darme papel complementario, usted me da una mano amiga complementaria!" she yelled in fluent Spanish, wait... When did she learn Spanish?

"It seems you need the Spanish language version miss-"

"OH SHUT UP!" she shouted. Looking up she noticed that the track they were on was broken and about to come to an abrupt end. Her head whipped back and forth looking for something anything that could help her. Then she saw it.

There it was in between the stacks of relaxation chambers was a maintenance platform. She was coming up on it fast too.

"Thank god for long fall boots" she sighed then let go. She fell through the air and landed with a loud clang on the center of the platform. She stood up just in time however to hear the screech of straining metal.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." she said exasperatedly as the rusted platform buckled under the pressure of trying to hold a human.

The platform collapsed and became a steep slope. Her feet were forced out from under her and she fell flat on her back. She began to slide down it at a rapid pace.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Gotta think!" her eyes flew everywhere searching for something anything to get her out of this. There! Some of that lunar gel stuff was dripping out of a broken pipe onto a solid cement platform.

She aimed and shot a portal onto the surface of it.

"Gotta time this right!" she said as she came to end of the long metal slide. She braced her feet and jumped off the edge. Using her momentum she propelled herself to the other side.

"God please let this be a portal surface!" she shouted as she shot the gun at the wall in front of her. A blue portal opened in up just in time for her to fly through and up into the air.

She flew through the air and grabbed a pipe sticking out from the wall and turned herself in midair. This allowed her to land safely right next to the portal.

"Thank god that's over with... Now to find someone and get out of here." she sighed.

"Please prepare for emergency evacuation."

"Really?" she said sort of annoyed now.

"All reactor core safe guards are now non-functional. Please prepare for reactor core meltdown."

"Eat combustible lemons jackass!" she said sprinting towards a door marked employee elevator.

She jumped in and the doors slid shut just as one of the stacks of chambers fell onto the platform that she had been standing on moments before.

"That was freaking close... Now to find out where anybody is in this place." she said as she pressed the button and the thing slowly moved up the shaft.

The elevator stopped and the door slowly slid open. After it did she sprinted out into the hall. She was gonna find someone and they were gonna tell her what the hell was going on if it was the last thing she did.

Version linguistica espanola mi asno! Como sobre en vez de darme papel complementario, usted me da una mano amiga complementaria

spanish language version my ass! how about instead of giving me a complementary piece of stationery, you give me a complementary helping hand.

at least i think thats what it means thats what it said on the translater

There it is it is awesome I hope to me it is at least. Sorry its long. Is it? Idk. Anyway so this is the first chapter and I cannot wait to figure out what Im gonna have happen in the next chapter. So look forward to that. And yes I'm withholding the name of our main character! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TheCompanionCube for the win! Anyway hope you enjoy and review! Tell me what you loved and what you didn't like so I cannot do the bad things later and do the good things more! So thanks again and yeah. I'll update soon as I can.