Half-Life: Prologue
#1 of Half-Life
Welcome to: Half-Life, based upon Valve's award winning franchise, well, Half-Life. Each chapter will have it's own title, some based upon actual chapters from the game, some not. There will be absolutely NO yiff in this story, as it is entirely based upon Gordon Freeman's journey through Black Mesa. I will be taking ideas for chapter titles for chapters, so, submit your ideas in the comments below. I will have a Half-Life story for each current game, except for HL-DeathMatch and HL2-Deathmatch.
"Freeman...Freeeeemaaaaan... GORDON!" A voice said, an alarm clock beeping, showing 8:47 AM on it's blinking timer. "Dude, wake up, you're late for work!" "Alright, alright, I'm up!" I said, slowly stirring. "What time is it?" I ask, slamming my fist down upon the clock, looking towards my Lapine roomate. "It's 8:47." She says, getting me a cup of coffee as I get dressed, curse Black Mesa for it's tiny dormrooms. "8:47?! Shit, I'm already late as it is!" I say, grabbing my coffee, not even out the door as I gulp it down, cringing from both the heat and flavor, rushing towards the Transit System. "Morning, Gordon." "Hey, Barney." I say as I make it to the Tram, barely getting on before it leaves.