come on udg is basically half-life 2 but lame, so i put the cool guy in there.

"Rise and shine, Mister Freeman... Rise, and shine... Not that I wish to imply that you had been... Sleeping, on the job. No one is more deserving of rest, and all the effort in the world would have gone to waste. Until, well, let's just say that your hour has come again... The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world... So wake up, Mister Freeman. Wake up, and smell the ashes..."

Light assaulted Dr. Gordon Freeman's eyes as he was returned to consciousness. Despite appearing to be on a train, the light was still blinding, he'd been in the dingy, dimly lit corridors of Black Mesa last he could remember. And it's not like Xen was much better. There wasn't any natural light coming through the windows because he was still underground, but the light of the train car still hurt his eyes after he had been assumedly sleeping.

The H.E.V Suit was gone, leaving Gordon with nothing but the Black Mesa Science Team uniform that he'd had on under the suit. Adjusting his glasses, he looked around the train compartment. Ordinary citizens going about their daily lives. Not soldiers, not scientists in need of help, not whatever the hell his 'contractor' was. Just ordinary people.

"Now approaching: Towa City, Platform 1."

Good. A stop was coming up. It'd be a perfect opportunity for Gordon to get back into the world after the tragedy of Black Mesa. Getting to his feet, Gordon stretched and adjusted his glasses as the train slowed to a halt, stopping at a platform as the doors slid open. Gordon walked out with a few of the other passengers. He immediately went for the stairs to the surface, being blinded by the sunlight beaming down on him.

Gordon, without a single idea what to do, set off into the streets of this seemingly Japanese City. Why he was dropped off here was beyond him, but it wasn't like he cared. It was a nice place, after all.

He had found himself inside a rather pleasant restaurant, enjoying a nice meal (he hadn't eaten anything since getting on the tram to head to work the day of the Resonance Cascade) when a shrill voice started shouting.

"Bear attack! Bears! Bears everywhere! Call the military! The paramedics! Hurry! If we don't hurry we-"

Gordon, naturally, looked over in the direction of the shouting, finding a high school age girl practically shaking the cashier.

"Miss, please, keep your voice down. You're disturbing the other customers!"

"Who cares about that!? Hurry!"

"Alright, alright. Since you're so concerned..." The cashier sighed, pulling out her phone. "Hello? Police? Some suspicious girl is-"

Glass breaking immediately put Gordon into high alert. The black and white bears that the high school girl was talking about had broken literally every window in the restaurant and started attacking the customers. Gordon, not having any of his weapons, did the only other thing he was good at: winging it.

"Emergency!" A news broadcast on the TV said. "Riots are breaking out all over Towa City! Take refuge immediately!"

Gordon immediately stood up, crouch-jumped over the small wall between him and the exit, and eyed a small, megaphone-like device on the ground. Having literally no other option, he scooped the weapon up, pointed it at a bear closing in on him, and pulled the trigger. A projectile about the size of the apparent gun's barrel flew out and smacked one of the bears right in its glowing red eye, causing it to fly back and explode.

This action instantly drew the attention of the bears to Gordon. However, after taking a look at them, he decided that they weren't much more dangerous than the Headcrab Zombies. Slow, melee-only. He'd fought through an entire legion of highly-trained soldiers and lived, what did these things have on him?

He stepped back as one bear swung at him, taking the opening to blast it in the top of the head and destroy it. Crouching under the swing of another bear, Gordon watched it laugh in a cartoon supervillain kind of way, only to get a blue baseball shot down its throat, causing it to explode. The final bear attempted to flatten him by jumping from a table and onto him, but Gordon simply stepped to the side of it and fired, sighing as his lab coat fluttered to a stop after flowing in the blast created by the exploding bear.

Adjusting his ridiculous tie, Gordon waited for any more bears to come in, yet none did. He paid no mind to the bodies of the customers. This wasn't the first time he had seen innocent people slaughtered for no good reason.

"Amazing..." Someone whispered behind him. Turning around, he saw the sole survivor of this massacre (other than himself, of course). The same high-school girl who had warned of the bears. She had a typical Japanese school uniform on, alongside short, dark brown hair and matching eyes. She had seemingly hidden in the shadows behind the cash register, unseen by the bears. "That was amazing! Just who are you?!"

Gordon didn't respond, instead pointing to his ID card.

DR. FREEMAN, GORDON

SEX: M DOB: 11/19/1980

DIVISION: SCIENCE TEAM

MAJOR: THEORETICAL PHYSICS

"O- Oh." The girl said. "I- I'm Komaru Naegi. And we probably should-"

Gordon stuck his hand up and his weapon outward, silencing Komaru. He could've sworn he'd heard something.

"Hehe... Hehehehe..."

A child's laughter. Gordon, not lowering his weapon, followed the sound, followed closely by Komaru. The TV that declared the emergency in this city was still on, showing the news anchor slumped over dead on his desk, the sounds of childish laughter coming from behind the screen.

Gordon lowered his weapon as a pink-haired little girl walked into frame, watching as two boys, (one with orange hair and white headphones, the other masked), walked up to the news anchor's body and picked it up.

"Buh! Buh! Buh! Buuahhh! I'm a zombie!" The orange-haired boy joked, doing a frankly poor imitation of a typical zombie. Gordon, having dealt with actual zombies, was a bit offended. "I'm-a gonna eat ya!"

"Oh noes, please don't eat me!" The pink-haired girl pleaded, clearly going along with the orange-haired boy's antics.

"Hey, Masaru? Do zombies really say 'rarr' like that?" The masked boy asked, to which Gordon knew the answer was 'no,' though didn't voice it. "I'm really having trouble getting past that, y'know?"

"Eh, who cares about that? Style is important for this kinda thing!" The orange-haired boy, Masaru, replied, going right back to his terrible zombie impression.

"Those kids are... Playing with a body..." Komaru muttered from behind Gordon, who simply gave her a look of 'no, really?'

"Hey! Cut that out!" A new voice demanded from behind the camera. "Didn't I tell you to take this broadcast seriously? This is the Warriors of Hope's chino de gres!" (Please dear god I don't know how to spell that)

"Jeez, what are you so mad about?" Masaru asked the blue-haired boy who had just entered the scene. "Oh, I get it! I bet you wanna play zombie too, huh Nagisa?" Masaru laughed, starting to wheel the news anchor over to Nagisa's side of the desk, stopping when a green-haired girl in a wheelchair casually wheeled into frame, facing the camera. The other kids immediately got serious, facing the camera as well.

"Citizens of Towa City, nice to meet you. We are the Warriors of Hope. We are the masters of Mister Monokuma. This town, this dirty, lame, worthless, pathetic, good-for-nothing town that's nothing more than a penal colony for filthy criminals. It is on this site that we have decided to build... A paradise! Of children, for children, by children! And therefore, all you adults will no longer be needed. Good bye~"

The connection cut as Gordon shook his head. The way the green-haired girl had spoken reminded him of the way his 'contractor' did, delaying lines and making weird pauses. It felt like a slap to the face. Well, no time to think about it now. This was probably why he was brought out of wherever his 'contractor' kept him since the Resonance Cascade. And so, he started walking.