Portal2 1/2

Part Seven

Wheatley P.O.V

Everything was hell. Much worse than android hell. Sure the thought of dying in a fiery place with a bunch of burnt core corpses might be traumatizing. But, it sure beats floating in an endless void with no one to talk to unless you counted an annoying core that kept saying space or marveled at their situation with glee. This was truly hell for himself.

"Hey! Hey! Do you know what be so much better?" Space Core asked, with a pitch that made him want to shut the other up.

"Let me guess...Space?" He stated dryly.

"More SPACE!" Space Core yelled manically.

"For the love of Cave Johnson, is that all you can say. Out of the whole time we've been out here, you've said nothing but space or anything space-related! Can't you talk about anything else!?" He cried out in frustration.

Space Core blankly looked at him as if he were a child that's told a complicated math problem. He let out an annoyed sigh, what did he expect from a core that is programmed to say space or space-related things. Absolutely nothing. After all this time of orbiting with the moon around the earth, you'd think he would learn to stop exploding at the only companion he had.

"S-Sorry about that. I just...oh forget it, go back to talking space." He groaned at the feeling of guilt.

Space Core resumed talking about space without a care in the world.

During his time of isolation, along with the annoying Space Core, he'd a lot of time to think. If he was being honest, it took him a while to start thinking about things.

After the portal was closed, he was angry by the betrayal of the human of putting him in space with a moronic core that spouted nonsense. He'd plan to take his revenge on the human for doing this to him as well to also end GLaDOS for manipulating the human to do her duty work. For the first couple of months, he would snap each time Space Core would talk to him. Angrily talking out loud how he'd make them pay for leaving him in space.

Though, as the days kept coming, he started to mellow out a little, a little angry from earlier with snapping at Space Core a little less. Still stubbornly holding on to his plan of revenge for the human along with GLaDOS. Repeating a mantra in his code of "I'll make them pay, you'll see I'll be back" over and over.

He can't remember when the reality finally settled in, that there was no way he was getting back to earth. And that he was stuck forever orbiting with the moon. The panic settled in, with fear engulfing him right up. His descent into a delirious state was not one of the finest moments in his AI life. The pathetic cries as he begged for someone or something to get him back to earth, bargaining to the point that he kept repeating things he said before. It was like a never-ending loop of madness that he couldn't break from, that went from him being scared to becoming increasingly violent.

He still has no idea how Space Core managed to break his never-ending cycle of madness. The result of engaging in his pointless talk about space somehow soothed him for some reason that it brought back a somewhat stable state of mind. Despite Space Core still being the annoying core that he was, he made sure to not snap at him that much.

Slowly he accepted the fact that he is trapped in the endless vacuum called space with an irritating yet okay companion.

With nothing much to talk about, he decided to focus for once on his inner musings. Thinking back to the time spent with the human to them "defeating" GLaDOS together, when he became in control of the whole place. When he was defeated by the two of them and his short time floating in space. It was a lot for someone like him to take in but, with him, in space, he'd have plenty of time to reflect.