Hello! This is my first story, so be sure to point out anything in the reviews :) I have always thought how badass it would be if Cpl Sheppard came back in Hl2, so I wrote it down. This is the result. Updates will probably be quite far apart since I am doing my GCSEs this year. Oh and, for the purpose of story telling, both Gordan and Sheppard talk. But I will try to make it that Gordan doesn't talk much. You will probably see his thoughts more his actual speech.

N.B The first two chapters (which I am uploading the same time) are basically recaps of HL and OPFOR and merged with their respective openings for HL2.

Half-Life: Two Man War: Rude Awakenings Pt. 1

It all felt like a dream. The last real memory that Gordon Freeman had in his mind was that.....choice he was offered in the aftermath of the Black Mesa Incident. Either accept an employment offer from the mysterious man that was.....observing him throughout the entire incident or be left to die on Xen. He could remember the entire exchange like it had happened a moment ago.

He had done it, Nailiath had been killed, or rather destroyed. His body was spinning while large shocks of electricity erupted from around him. Then, suddenly, Gordon saw a great flash and he was suddenly standing before a man wearing a tight blue suit complete with a blue tie and briefcase. He reconsigned this man, this was the man that was watching him from different parts of Black Mesa. He felt a sudden urge to shoot him, but his sidearm was not there when he reached for it. Gordon tried to speak, but some unknown force was preventing him from doing so. Gordon looked around, he knew that he was still on Xen.

"Well, at least I still have this Hazard Suit." Gordon though, relieved. The man before him spoke.

"Gordon Freeman in the flesh....or rather in the Hazard Suit. I took the liberty of relieving you of your weapons, then most of them were....government property. As for the suit, I think you deserved it" Then suddenly, another green light erupted around him, and the scenery changed once again. The "sky" was still that of Xen, but it was mixed with terrain from Earth. The place was a war zone. The wreckage's of Abrams MBTs and dead Marines lay in the sand around him. The man continued as if nothing had happened.

"The border world, Xen, in in our control, for the time being, thanks to you. Quite a nasty piece of work you managed over there, I am impressed." The green light came again, and the scenery changed once again back to Xen, but there were birds flying around. Gordon was baffled. The man continued.

"That's why I'm here, Mr. Freeman. I have recommended your services to my.....e-e-e-employers, and they have authorized me to offer you a.....job. They agree with me that you have limitless....potential." Again, the green light came, and they were now on a Black Mesa Transit car, which seemed to be traveling through space at an extreme speed. The scenery reminded Gordon of the TV show Star Trek, which he used to watch occasionally. Once again, the man continued as if nothing had happened.

"You have proved yourself a decisive man, so I don't expect you'll have any trouble deciding what to do. If your interested, just step into the portal and I will take that as a yes. Otherwise, well....I can offer you a battle that you have no chance of winning. Rather an anti-climax to after what you have just suvirved." Suddenly, the door opened showing a a green portal.

"Time to chose." Gordon look at the portal. He was seriously considering his offer. It was basically an offer of life or death. But to chose life would also make him a pawn on a very big chessboard. He wanted to life, sure, but he did not want to be used. But, he had no choice. He walked into the green light. Suddenly, darkness engulfed him. The last words he heard were:

"Wisely done Mr. Freeman, I'll see you up ahead."

"How long has it been?" Gordon wondered. "Days? Months? Years? Decades? No, that last one is pushing it Freeman." He told himself. If he had been like this on Earth, he would be shipped off to the nearest nuthouse by men in white coats. "But I wear a white coat..." Gordon thought but then quickly changed the subject. During all this time, his only company was his own mind and imagination. He imagined what Earth was like right now. "Maybe everything is just peachy" he thought. When he left, it was 2006. He wondered what year it was now. How far had humanity advanced in his absence? But there was something at the back of mind bugging him. "What if the government's attempt to cover up the Black Mesa Incident failed and the situation only worsened. What did that man say? The border world was under "their" control. "Who is they?" Gordon's mind was spinning. "No, there is no chance of that, I closed the portal between Xen and Earth." But there was no getting rid of the feeling that something was iffy. "Where the hell did that bastard go? He said that he would 'see me up ahead' but where is he?" Due to the fact that Gordon had not eaten or drunk anything since the incident he came to the conclusion that he was put into stasis. Cryogenic stasis was one of the experiments that was underway at the Black Mesa Compound. They wanted to find out if it was possible to freeze the human body in a pod so that they can live for a considerable length of time. The experiment was not finished before the Resonance Cascade. Then suddenly, he heard a loud booming voice.

"Rise and shine Mr. Freeman rise and shine." Once again, Gordon came face to face the that....man. Again he went to speak, but the same force was preventing him, as before.

"Not that I wish to imply that you were sleeping on the job. No-one is more deserving of a rest and all of the effort in the world would have gone to waste, until.....well, lets just say that your hour has.....come again. The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world. So wake up Mr. Freeman. Wake up and......smell the ashes." The man faded from view, and a light began to approach him.

"It's time" Gordon thought. When the light engulfed him completely, be began to see figures and surfaces and his body felt like it was coming back to life. For the first time in twenty years, Gordon Freeman laid his eyes on Earth, a place that he once called home. He wondered again if anything had changed.

"Well, I will soon find out" he thought.