[ WP ] Half-Life 3 is a sequel to HL2 , Portal 2 , Left 4 Dead 2 , and Team Fortress 2

( Do you *want* me to end up writing a Gordon x Chell fic because I'm going to if I spiral on enough. ) 
 
 Dr. Freeman looked around at the wasteland surrounding him. 
 
 He adjusted his lab coat, which was now dirty and worn. 
 
 He started walking, hoping to find some kind of civilization. He dragged his gravity gun across the ground as he walked onwards. 
 
 Gordon eventually got to a shed. It was surrounded by wilting wheat. 
 
 He opened the door and walked in. 
 
 `` Hello?'' Talking felt so alien to him after being silent for so long. He heard a rustling and gripped his gun tighter. 
 
 `` I have a gun! And I'm not afraid to use it!'' He yelled, scared. 
 
 A figure was hiding behind a pile of metal and other bits and bolts. 
 
 The figure eventually came out and nervously walked towards him. He noticed the person's Aperture tank top. 
 
 *Aperture*. His rival. 
 
 `` Ugh. *Aperture*. Did n't you go bankrupt?'' He asked, scoffing. 
 
 The figure stepped into the light, adjusting her ponytail. `` It's the post-apocalypse. We do n't have time to fight over trivial things like business rivalries. Besides, I do n't support Aperture nor Black Mesa, Mr. Freeman.'' the woman glared at him, holding her portal gun protectively. 
 
 `` How did you know my name...?'' He asked, dazed from both the fact that she knew who he was, and that she was... attractive. He thought to himself. 
 
 *Seriously? The first thing I notice about her is her attractiveness? Am I pathetic, or just desperate? We are supposed to be ENEMIES. `` * 
 
 `` I've heard many things about you, both good and bad. Some praised you as an intelligent scientist, others as a lady-killer. Some have also said that you're worthless and evil.'' She replied, knowing that she had him dazed and confused. 
 
 `` A... a *lady-killer? * I'm a SCIENTIST. Who would find a scientist that's slowly on the brink of insanity attractive on any level? You know what -- Nevermind. Let's just go on our separate ways so we can get on with not dying.'' He told her, exasperated. 
 
 `` Alright then, bye. But I can see why they called you that.'' She said, walking back towards a table. 
 
 `` Oh, and do n't forget to avoid the acid.'' She added. 
 
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 Should I continue because these two are my OTP and there's like, no material for them.
