my little portal

GLaDOS sat alone in her chamber. Feeling odd, she searched for a cure to her feeling ill

*electronic sigh* "an infinite amount of cloned test subjects... no more Chell... no more mourn... no more Caroline... if I didn't know any better, I’d say... I was lonely..."

the events of the past months were history (Portal2 spoiler-alert) Wheatley was trapped in space, Chell, most likely being eaten by the zombies created by black mesa (she’s the one who wanted to leave so badly)

"Perhaps..." GLaDOS thought out loud "I am not lonely... but... but I feel... trapped" trapped... the word echoed around in the room.

She considered her situation... then she was struck with an idea, portals, if the correct amount of readjusting to their frequency could be achieved, would go from quantum space holes, to interdimentianal links. In laments terms; doors to a new world.

In a matter of days, she had constructed 8 glorious droids, and eight portals: blue, orange, green, red, yellow, black, white, and pink, and GMD #'s 1.01-1.08, each with an assigned portal. Upon activation, each was to strait their mission, and then proceed to their portal.

She started the first droid

The power was activated, there was a whirr, a sputter then the first Droid was on.

"I am GMD #1.01" stated the first "I will travel to Erutrepa and record data."

"I am GMD #1.02, I will travel to Entidia a, and bring back alien samples."

"I am GMD #1.03; I will travel to artiles and research regeneration."

And so on

Finialy, the moment of truth, the eighth, and finial droid, GMD #1.08.

The power was activated, there was a whirr, a sputter, and then she turned on.