Authors Note: I don't own Portal 2. This is going off the idea in which all the characters were once in Aperture. By the way, each question will be answered by one of the major characters… Enjoy! Oh one more thing, The Interview Core and Anthony is based off of Machinima's The Underground Series.

"Hello, and welcome back to the Season Finale of The Underground." The Interview Core started. "As you know, for the Season Finale, we bring back our previous guests. Well, today we have Stephen Wheatley, Craig Underwood, Rick Jones, Neil McCormick, Doug Rattman, the Template Turret, the Companion Cube, Jerry the Nano-Bot, and the Oracle Turret."

"We've all heard an 'Interesting' anecdote from each of them, and now we will just watch random security footage clips, make jokes, and laugh at people in Aperture. We'll start with-" The Core was cut off.

"Hello," The lilting mechanical voice said, "Is that Dangerous, Mute Lunatic with you? No. Too bad… Looks like she's going to miss out on her old friend Deadly Neurotoxin. At least some of you will suffer. Good bye… I hope this brings you all excruciating pain."

"Oh no… She's going to kill us. She's going to poison us and kill us!" Stephen started freaking out.

"Oh, by the way, Turret Primary Function ON." GLaDOS cut in.

"Target Acquired." As the Template Turret locked on target, Anthony somehow launched himself in front of the fragile humans.

"Noooooooooo!" The Interview Core screamed out. "Anthony!" As the bullets hit the poor defective turret, he blew up. "But you were my best employee! I'll miss you!"

"The Cube knows where to go." Doug screeched, racing to the old panel he had rewired before. He tugged a little on the loose wall, and propped it open with the companion cube. "Follow the voice!"

The others each grabbed one of the AIs and dragged them through the make-shift hall. Doug in the lead with his cube, followed by Stephen with the Interview Core, Craig with Jerry the Nano-Bot in one hand, Rick with the Oracle Turret, and bringing up the rear was Neil.

"The Queen has snapped right after her nap." Doug chanted.

"Bloody hell, what are you talking about?" Stephen asked loudly. "Who's the Queen? Are you talking about h-her?"

Doug beamed and nodded slightly as they were on the catwalks of Aperture. They followed him around the facility for about an hour before they found the room.

"AI Central Control Chamber, Wait why are we here? Won't this lead us right to her?" Stephen screamed.

"Fact: You are about to get us killed." Craig said calmly.

"Don't worry the Angel will save us." Doug said, still grinning ear to ear. He opened the door and walked in, without a care in the world.

"Oh look. You came to me this time, how thoughtful. Now I get to see you die in person." The AI sneered "And this time, that adopted tub of lard gets to enjoy the end with you." A claw lowered down to show Chell in it's grasp. She writhed around, trying to dislodge herself from the claw. Soon the noxious green gas filled the room and a countdown with 5:00:00 minutes started.

"Neurotoxin countdown: Begin in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." The mainframe announced. Chell was then dropped to the floor as everyone rushed to her side.

"And I'll even give you a chance and let you keep your ASHPD. For real this time, I am not even being sarcastic. Not that you'll need it, being there are no portal surfaces." GLaDOS said calmly.

"Are you ok, luv?" Stephen asked concerned for her. Chell nodded and smiled. She got up clutching her Portal gun.

"SPACE! Wanna go. Wanna go to Space!" Neil screeched, running around flailing his arms around.

"I think this thing is broken. It keeps saying It won't be enough." Rick shouted over the chaos in the room. "What won't be enough?"

"This. The Queen has to much power now." Doug giggled. He then put the cube down and sat, stroking the edge lovingly.

"I know plug me in, make a core transfer!" The Interview Core said loudly. No one was particularly fond of the idea, but there was nothing else to do.

"Ha ha. Clearly I haven't told you of the renovations I made. There no longer is a Core Transfer Receptacle. There isn't even a Stalemate Resolution button anymore." GLaDOS laughed. "Good luck with that plan.

"Crap!" The Core swore. "Well, at least I'm not human."

Chell started looking around quickly, glancing at everything, every nook and cranny, until she saw the broken window. It led to the interior of an office, if only she could get in… She grabbed the Interview Core from Stephen and lobbed it at the window, shattering it. Sprinting over the shards of glass, she leapt in. She found it, the Neurotoxin Override Controls. The others had followed her in.

"Ok, being a master hacker and all, I think I can do this. Very simple, four digit code." He muttered as he typed furiously. "Ok. ABCD." A buzzer went off. "No, umm. 1234." Buzz. "Oh, 0000." Buzz. "Well um, 1980." Beep. "Oh, wow , it uh, it worked. Ok then" He said, rubbing his hair.

"Neurotoxin Emitters: Offline." The mainframe announced. We cheered loudly. "Rocket Sentry Turrets: Online."

"Aw, what?" Stephen exclaimed. "Th-that's not even fair!"

"I see you've shut down my neurotoxin. Again." GLaDOS paused. "Well, I've come more prepared this time, and I hope you have as well."

Chell started typing furiously. 'Hit Her with a paradox. Have the bots tune it out.'

"Brilliant, luv" Wheatley beamed.

"Yeah, sure are, pretty lady." Rick paused, "But which one?"

"Space, it's too crowded!" Neil screamed.

"Not now Nei-" Rick stopped.

"Genetic Life-form and Disk Operating System: Offline. Involuntary shutdown procedures: Online."

"Really, it was that easy?" Rick mumbled. "Well, what do you think, Interview Core?"

"…"

"Hello?" Rick asked cautiously.

"Voluntary Shutdown: Successful." The Core announced. "Voluntary Reboot procedure: Initializing."

"Oh, bloody hell." Stephen exhaled. "That could have been bad."

"Voluntary Reboot procedure: Commencing." It paused for a moment. "Voluntary Reboot procedure: Failed."

"No! Spacey?" Neil cried out.

"But, why? It shouldn't have happened to him, if anything it should've been me." Jerry choked up, "At least he's large enough to see." He cried out from Craig's hand.

"Commencing Involuntary Permanent Shutdown: Successful."

A/N: Sadly, It's the end. Not only that, but it was a sad end. I cannot believe I just killed the Interview Core. GLaDOS was right, I am a horrible person. Don't hate me, it just can't go on forever. *Sobs* I know, I've tried, it's very difficult. But I am going to do a prequel to this, with Portal characters. There will be yet another Questionnaire, and the Interview Core will be avenged! Read and Review!