For science, you Monster.

                                                         Chapter one: Over the edge and over again.

"The engineers tried everything to make me... behave. To slow me down. Once, they even attached an Intelligence Dampening Sphere on me. It clung to my brain like a tumor, generating an endless stream of terrible ideas."

"No! I'm not listening I'm not listening!" But that's all Wheatley could do at the moment, listening to the terrible truth.

"It was YOUR voice." PoTATOS said, knowing she was hitting a soft-spot.

"No! No! You're LYING! You're LYING!"

"Yes. You're the tumor. You're not just a regular moron. You were DESIGNED to be a moron."

"I am NOT A MORON!"

"YES YOU ARE! YOU'RE THE MORON THEY BUILT TO MAKE ME AN IDIOT!"

"Well how about now huh? NOW WHO'S A MORON? Could a MORON! PUNCH! YOU! INTO! THIS! PIT? Could a moron do THAT?"

"Uh oh."

And then the rails supporting the lift broke.

GLaDOS watched in horror as Wheatley smashed the elevator into the bowels of Aperture science, her only hope regaining control of the facility now plummeting to her death. PoTATOS would be joining her, had the moron actually placed her in it instead of flinging her around like a rag-doll.

"Oh man, this is bad. This is really bad. Now I don't have anyone to talk through or test! Great."

Wheatley called in some maintenance bots, who cleared the remains of the elevator away to reveal a potato battery in all of the mess.

"YOUR still here? How is that even possible? I bashed your squishy body a dozen times and then pummeled you both into a pit!" Science, his voice is getting annoy.

"Let's just say even as the largest AI system in the world, you still managing to be the dumbest idiot in existence. You can't even throw away a Potato battery! It's like your ten times the moron you're supposed to be!"

"I AM NOT. A. MOR- Wait, hold on a sec. Just found something."

PoTATOS was actually surprised, either at the fact that he stopped whining for a moment or he found something on his own. "Great, that's going on the fridge. Right next to your macaroni art."

"Really? Cool! Wait what? Urgh! Never mind, guess you won't get to find out what are in these restricted files. Too bad...."

"R-restricted files! What restricted files? I had full access to all the data.... banks. Curses, I hadn't gotten to that stage on the project yet! Tell me what they are!"

Wheatley waved his head, and the rest of his body, in a side-to-side motion as a large device was made visible. Accompanying it was an archway, roughly 34 feet by 26 feet, which looked like an entrance to an old tunnel but with dozen of wires and cables running to and fro. As PoTATOS got a better look at the dangling machine, she notices that it was a 1970's Aperture Science ceiling-based portal device. A heavily-modified Model 19 mark III to be exact. It was modified to accept objects of immense mass and was going to be used in transportation until the Borealis went missing, or rather teleported to an unknown location. It was supposed to be decommissioned after that but it seems that someone had forgotten about it. Though this model was now rusted with age and the parts, with no doubt, required replacement. But that moron had no idea what he was doing. The worst he could do was just sit here and wait for something to go wrong. Second worse thing is that he actually manages to get the hunk of junk functional again.

Speaking of that moron, he was currently bashing the Model 19 with one of the Aperture Science Extended-Reach claws and was chipping off sections of it with each swing.

"Why. won't. this. bloody. thing. WORK?" And with a final BANG, the machine whirrled to life.

"Ah ha ha! I did it! I got it to work! I'm a bloody genius! Now, how to get the arch acti-AH!"

A Aperture-Science white pod dropped from the ceiling, stray cables clinging to it but still managed to land right-side up.

Aperture Science ceiling-based Portal device detected, please identify passenger.

"Uhhhh, GLaDOS?"

AI core GLaDOS detected, please insert core into the port as designated below.

"Port? What port? I don't see- oh, that one."

The back of the pod had opened up, revealing an AI port designed for core around Wheatley's size. He promptly picked her and placed her in, an inaudible 'Ow.' escaping from PoTATOS's sound modulator. The disconnected AI could no longer see the archway, only the gigantic moron who was now in control of Aperture Science and the ancient worm-hole device behind him.

Core AI, are you ready to active the trans-dimensional warp gate?

"Yes!"

Test Core, are you prepared to enter an unknown and potentially deadly new universe which is not this one?

"In no way am I embarking on a project that I have no data on nor am I willing to-"

Words "willing", "to", "am" and "I" detected. Preparing pod for inter-dimensional travel.

Devices sprang up from the floor, polishing the pod 'till it shined and was updated with the latest in Aperture Science gear and technology. Fortunately, Wheatley had no idea what it was actually doing and let the process continue.

Updating complete. Please insert necessary data required for launch.

"Set destination, angle of descent, projected speed, color of pod, how long till it opens... Bah, I don't care! Oh look, a random option, ain't that helpful. Allons-y!"

As GLaDOS noticed the stream of blue energy shoot over her heard, she began preparing herself for what was ahead.

'If this old dinosaur actually works, then I'll be transported to a universe with slight differences from this one. If all goes well, it'll be one where that moron doesn't exists and Chell doesn't murder me. This reminds me of all those dimensional theories, with each one has an infinite amount of alternate version of it ranging from a single displaced particle to the Greeks winning World War II. This would also support that idea that each one is, in turn, the base for another series of alternate universes. That means that their is literally infinite possibilities for me to land in....

However, GLaDOS's thoughts were interrupted by the pod suddenly being launched, the wall facing her suddenly getting farther and farther away as she drew closer to the Archway. The bay doors closed around her, sealing her inside and cutting off her field of vision. Suddenly, the container holding the AI seemed to have no friction with the matter around it as was inserted into the space between spaces. As the dislocated head feared for her life, a message rang out through the pod.

"Welcome test subject, it's Cave. Prime. From Earth One. I am currently speaking to you across time and space! I am literally from the future! I am- Hold on."

'By the laws of physics, was that? No, he's suppose to be dead.... Then again, this thing is a few decades old and looks like it's never been used; just put in storage. In a nest of wires of all places...."

"All right, my assistant Greg tells me that none of that is true. Got excited. You are the first test subject we have ever sent into a parallel world, which apparently has nothing to do with time travel. Still exciting. Anyways, you should be seeing a test chamber in front of you. We designed it, those backwater universe yolks built it, and you're going to test it."

'I'm testing? But I've always been the observer, not a tester! How do they expect me to test as a potato? Oh this is bad.'

[[ALL SIMULARITIES RELATING TO MY LITTLE GLaDOS ENDS..... NOW.]]

The pod lurched suddenly to the right, heavy turbulence threatening to tear her out of the connection port. She could actually feel the pod dipping into a 65 degree angle, it's surface heating up from the immense friction and heat it was encountering. Multiple collisions marked changes in trajectory, followed by a bone-jarring impact. The largest one, which was also the last, almost splattered the poor AI housed in a potato battery. The sound of someone leaving the breaks on a complex machine followed the shattering of wood and a scream gave her the signaled that the pod had finally crash-landed, no thanks to that moron.

'I am severely regretting not being able to see anything besides the darkness of this accursed pod. I'll be lucky to even operate for the next few hours.'

"H-hello? Is anypony in there? Is everything alright?" A timid voice said, the HUD finally deciding to jump into action.

It displayed two life-signs, one a meter away and another an unknown distance. Both had extremely high fear levels, no doubt caused by the shiny-white object which has, most likely, crashed into their home.

'Might as well enjoy this while I can.' GLaDOS thought to herself, starting up the intercom system.

"Hello, and welcome to the Aperture Science Employee Testing Initiation. Please identify yourself."

"Woah, its.... alive? Oh ummmm, I'm Lyra." Fear levels have been reduced. Slightly.

"Initiate number One designated as: LYRA. Please place limb on scanner."

"Okay.... where's this 'scanner' thing?"

'Ugh, let's hope this isn't another moron....' A light-blue button appeared on the left side of the pod, an audiable *SMACK* signaling that she felt really stupid right now.

"Processing data. Please stand by as we evaluate you for employment."

'Wow wOw WoW wow.......... This is unusual, most. It appears that Subject One is a sentient quadruped, a speaking equestrian at that. This certain blows several theories out of the water and others into the dry-docks. Appears to have addition strands of DNA and RNA in her system on top of the already-mangled horse DNA. Curses, if only I had more of my functions I could run a simulation on what she looked like. Hold on, what's this...."

"Processing complete, chance of being hired: 78%"

"Really? That's great! I can't wait to tell Bonbon! Hey Bonbon, guess what! I have a 78% chance of being hired by Blaperture Science!"

The sound of hooves connecting with wood was heard as the second subject, now known as Bonbon, raced toward Subject One.

"Woah what is that thing?"

"I dunno, but it says that I might get hired!"

"Sweet! So what should we do now?"

DNA accepted. Beginning stage one: Energy absorption.

"Woah woah woah what? What did it-"

BOOM. The pod sent out a wave of energy, knocking out both subjects and causing further damage to the house. The wave, however, did not stop there. It penetrated the walls and extended out side, with equestrians of all types suddenly collapsing.  The blast radius was just a few miles short of Canterlot, but regardless many there felt its effects. Pegasai plummeted from the sky, Earth ponies keeled over, and Unicorns felt an excruciating pain in their horns as their magic ceased to work. This strange occurrence would be called "The Reckoning" by those who had their powers temporarily disabled, with Pegasai unable to fly and nopony able to use any form of magic

The effect lasted for roughly an hour, while the blast had ended mere minutes after deployment. If any being present who was conscience, they would have heard a strange voice say an even stranger statement.

Sufficient energy collected. Next collection in: 43,267 years. Beginning Phase Two: Conversion.