Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahaha! Finally! I'm back baby! Suck on those buterscotch candies! I have three new chapters for this damn story! you have no idea how hard it is to edit around the test areas! I had no idea of how to continue this so i started on three other stories that I will not poat anything of until im at least 3/4s of the way done with this! I'm just so damn pumped and i really have a whole list of excuses and that may be what i post on one of the next chapters so you dont hate e also so that its longer... damn chapter nine i cant make it longer. sorry guys. i know it took forever but i hope you like it you get to learn about glados today! love you all my loyal followers of which i havent checked but there are probably like 5 or 6... but i love you anyway! thank you! I hope you enjoy this! reveiw please!

COPYWRITE: I do not own the lovely Genetic Lifeform and Disk Operating System or chell(I heard reasently that it may be pronounced with a chuh like as in chugga chugga not shhhhh as in ship shape sharon... if anyone could clarify that it would be very much appriciated). I do not own them saddly the men who own the company valve own them. them lucky bastards...

GLaDOS was still sitting on the platform, her one good eye trained on the screen wall panels that surrounded her. The screens were working together in order to make one cracked and distorted image. The image was grainy and rippled, but what was she going to do.

She had already dispatched all the repair drones that still worked so they could make repairs to most vital systems, and sadly this wasn't one of them.

GLaDOS sighed and began to speak to the woman whose image was reflected on the screen. The woman who ran through the hallways, making her way slowly to the test chambers.

"Once testing starts, I'm required by protocol to keep interaction with you to a minimum. Luckily, we haven't started testing yet. This will be our only chance to talk." GLaDOS's words resounded throughout the facility. The woman on the screens stopped in front of a door that was blocked by debris. Looking directly at the current security camera, she raised her eyebrow quizzically.

"Here, let me get that for you." GLaDOS said and the panel next to the door flew out from the wall like a spring and crushed the obstacle like a can. It then fit itself back into the wall like it had never moved an inch.

"Do you know the biggest lesson I learned from what you did?" GLaDOS asked watching the woman move through the door completely unfazed by the flying wall panel. "I discovered I have a sort of black-box quick-save feature. In the event of a catastrophic failure, the last two minutes of my life are preserved for analysis."

She grimaced.

"I was able - well, forced really - to relive you killing me. Again and again. Forever." She stopped speaking for a while and just continued to watch the woman, Chell, head in the direction of the testing area. After a couple minutes she spoke again.

"You know, if you'd done that to somebody else, they might devote their existence to exacting revenge?" She shrugged. "Luckily I'm a bigger person than that. I'm happy to put this all behind us and get back to work. After all, we've got a lot to do, and only sixty more years to do it. More or less. I don't have the actuarial tables in front of me."

She smiled and saw that Chell had reached a sign that read Test Nineteen.

Once again Chell was looking up at the camera expectantly. There was a large pile of broken panels lying on the floor in front of the door impeding her way.

GLaDOS sighed again impatiently.

"I'll just move that out of the way for you. This place really is a wreck."

The panels began to move and affixed themselves forcefully back into their places on the walls. Once the panels had finished GLaDOS continued her previous train of thought.

"But the important thing is you're back. With me. And now I'm onto all your little tricks. So there's nothing to stop us from testing for the rest of your life."

Chell looked up at the camera and rolled her eyes, then continued on into the test chamber like nothing had happened.

This ticked GLaDOS of to no end. Why on earth did Chell think that she could roll her eyes at her, GLaDOS?

Narrowing her eye at the screen she smiled, even though Chell couldn't see her she liked to keep a cheerful demeanor. She would not let it bother her because she shouldn't be bothered by it.

Resuming her concentration on the screen she thought about what she could do after Chell had died. Then it hit her and her smile grew wider. The perfect thing to test scientific boundaries. She also made sure Chell knew.

She wanted her to know nothing could grant her escape.

"After that...who knows? I might take up a hobby. Reanimating the dead, maybe."

She stopped speaking now, Chell had entered the chamber and she couldn't speak to her much. So instead, she turned away from it and began to think.

This was beginning to make her angry. Sure, Chell, her murderer was about to be tested to her limits.

And sure, she had taken most of her anger out on that other insignificant moron. At the thought of that last bit she smiled, remembering the musical sound of his braking ribs. However, after a moment her smile began to falter as some sort of thing that felt like bricks lay itself upon the place where, if she were human, her heart would have been.

It couldn't be a virus she scanned for those as soon as she woke up. No virus would be able to recover from that scan because as it went it fried every variable of any virus.

She couldn't figure it out. It felt like someone had…

Felt like someone had…

Felt like…

Felt…

"My, my. What an interesting development. I'm feeling… fascinating." She paused a moment then spoke again. "Feeling wasn't in my original design."

She cocked her head to the side. This intrigued her sure, but not enough to make it her number one priority. She was about to go back to focusing on Chell when she said something that made her stop.

It was completely involuntary, as was the furrowing of her brow as she said it.

"I'm sorry… Mr. Michaels I'm so sorry."

Guilt.

As soon as the words had tumbled from her lips, she knew. She knew what she had been feeling. What she had felt was guilt.

What she couldn't figure out though was why. Why on Earth was she sorry?

She had had her eye pecked out by birds. Her right arm had been dislocated and then slowly been ripped from its socket when she had fallen from the whirlwind of machine parts to the floor and it had gotten caught on one of the wires. A piece of debris ripped her left hand from her body during said world wind and another had ripped a chunk from her left thigh! And all of this was after that fat idiot Chell had murdered her.

GLaDOS grimaced. She had had to relive that moment over and over again for the past nine years. The pain. The fear. The explosions. Her own terrified screams of rebellion towards it all. The feeling like it would never stop. All of it on an endless loop for nine full years, almost going crazy. Almost being pulled over the edge of complete and utter insanity.

So why on Earth did she feel sorry for him!

That dumb moron who did not, by any standard known to robotic and human kind alike, deserve to exist. His very existence was a disgrace to sentient beings everywhere!

She felt something smooth and rubbery slither over her legs.

GLaDOS looked down and saw one of the wires was trying to get her attention. Her lips curled themselves into a sickeningly evil looking smile.

"Good boy…" She spoke the praising words softly and the wire acted like a dog and curled up in her lap, happily. "Now be a darling and get your siblings to help you attach them please… can you do that for mommy?" She murmured. The wire uncurled itself and poising itself like a snake, nodded its consent.

She watched it as it slid away from her and to its fellows. Then she returned to her thoughts. And it was a few minutes before she spoke again, and when she did, it was for the strangest thing.

She was feeling. Feeling strange things. That was not good… how could it be happening… why…

"Why," She whispered almost frightened.

There was a slight tugging at her right shoulder as her wire minions started to fit her with the things she had had them start work on a few hours ago.

"Why…" She began again, closing her eyes trying to grasp at any thought that could help explain any of it. "Why… do I feel sorry about what I did to him…"

Thats it for chapter 6 chapter 7 will be out soon chapters 8 and 9 are written i just need to figure out how to finish chapter seven i cant make it work tim gun! i cant!

tim gun: Why am i involved... and when did i get here...

me: I dont know i just thought of you now go back to project runway...

tim: ok...

me: anyways so yeah and i will give you hints as to what the new stories are about if your smart you see it! i promise! the man in the moon told me that! and if the man in the moon tells you something you believe it! My cartoon boyfriend,Jack Frost and i did!

Jack Frost: Fuck yeah lets have some fun!

me:*eyes widen* really!

Jack Frost: Not that kinda fun!

Me: awwwwww anyway! one last thing before me and Jack Frost go and throw snowballs at passing cars! Read and reveiw! thats it! Now run! Run you clever boys and girls... and remember!