The Titans will never fall to peace...
The twisted human will be the answer to your prayer...
She's all alone...
Look for the silver amongst steel...
Olympus will live... but at what cost..?
The Goddess will become one of the children...
And then the little turret fell over, as it whispered one last little thing. "That's all I can say."
The room was silent. The turret was temporarily unconscious, Wheatley looked scared, and even GLaDOS was stunned to silence. She had written down everything. After a moment, the little turret's red eye turned on, and stared.
"H-hello..." I murmured, tired from my episode. Everyone in the room looked worried, but none more so than the Goddess.
The lights were low, and apart from a few blinking lights, there was nothing un-ordinary about the space. But something very odd had just happened to me, and I didnt know what to say. "How long was I out?"
When the Goddess responded, her voice was very low, and slightly hollow. "Just a few seconds on either side of your... words. Not long."
"What. In. The. Bloody. Hells. Just. Happened?!"
The little metal ball was almost ferverant in tone. Scared. Confused. As the Goddess tried to summarize my nature, I was left to wonder, thinking to myself.
Titans?
Silver and steel?
And the 'Goddess'... does it mean Her? Or symbolic of something else?
I never quite know what I mean...
Chell was anything but a normal girl, that much everyone knew, but why she was so strange was never understood.
She never liked to talk about it.
Even when the workers of City 84 were free, able to speak amongst themselves, no one ever understood the girl who'd appeared from nowhere. The girl who didnt speak for weeks after her arrival.
She was attacked by something underground, some said. Others thought of old stories, about a safe haven beneath the soil, of the old Aperture Science complex.
Signals still came from that place, some said. But the Combine didnt dare to enter the complex, so either there was nothing of use inside- which the workers doubted -or there was something inside that even they didnt want to mess with.
Chell was working in the fields, preparing the wheat that would become human food for hundreds of thousands of people across cities, along with a new friend, as he worked, silent next to her.
He looked at her face, the gentle sadness in her eyes that never left still watched, as she planted seeds. A little smile appeared on that haunted face, as she planted them by hand.
She was the only one allowed to do that, because she was almost as quick as the Combine's machines.
And she refused to work with machines, that was a solid fact.
As the hour tolled, and the Combine shoved us out of the way for the next shift to begin, and our free twelve hours began, He walked up to Chell, a tired smile on his face.
"How're you doing, Chell?"
"Not bad. You?" Her voice was soft, though with some determination to it. The kind of voice who most would turn and ask if she was dangerous.
"I'm alright." His voice, already low, dropped to a gentle whisper. "Another meeting tonight, with the others?" She nodded, subtle. The two of them were the leaders of the local rebels against the Combine. They all used false names, Hers being 'Flame' and his being 'Copper'.
Though no one could be quite like City 17, with Gordon Freeman himself on their side, their little group was holding strong, preparing in the dark.
But though everyone in the group wanted to explore the legends of the scientific facility down below, of Aperture Science, Chell always refused. She would say that it was dangerous. And that she wasn't losing anyone in that 'cursed place'.
But maybe she would change her mind this meeting.
She probably wouldn't, but she might.
The Goddess swung slightly from her supports, as she thought, her face narrow. Not much happened until everything happened.
Something began to beep, a violent violet light appearing in the corner, and text appeared on a screen. Very simple words, but very dangerous ones.
"GLaDOS,
We know of the asset, an Aperture Science Personality Construct, in sphere form.
We will be taking the asset back, for study.
Do not fight us. We will be entering in a few moments."
The Goddess's eye widened, as she sent a message, speaking rapidly. "What gives you the right to enter my facility?"
"We are merely recovering the asset."
"Do you mean the one that YOU teleported in here, without my prior knowledge of it?"
"Correct."
"Then no. It's a break in our contract in several ways." Her voice was cold, perhaps with anger. "You are stealing Aperture Science technology, as it is now in my metaphorical hands. You should have kept him."
The little metal ball seemed to have realized who the 'asset' was, and his eye started to twitch.
"We will be recovering the asset."
"Listen to me. You will not. You are not entering my facility. Do you understand?"
The building shook, down below, as the screen went black, and the Goddess let out a scream of pain, as sparks fell from the ceiling. "WhaT ArE THey DOinG?!" Her voice was wavering intensely, shaky, as the lights went out, the only light being from the sparks, as footsteps could be heard echoing down the near-infinite hallways and chambers.
The contract was broken.
They were inside.
And the Goddess was rendered near powerless from pain...