Disclaimer: The characters included in this story are not owned by me in any way, shape, or form. They are the property of Warner Brothers and Josh Friedman. The story line, however, is owned by me; at least some of it is any way. Although I will be claiming a few of the characters who are of my own creation. I will tell you more when you meet them.
You do not have to read the Author Note if you don't want. Its not going to effect the story in anyway. It is basically a synopsis of what is to be expected in the story. So, feel free to skip it. This is only the Prologue it is not the start of the story but it is important that you read it and just so you know, this is John's dream (Hence the title The Dream. Pretty clever right? Haha!). Thought I would start with him dreaming. My editor liked it so I went with it.
Author Note: This story is going to contain everyone's favorite, Jameron. Of course at first I was thinking about adding some of Jallison. But the idea was shot down after talking to several people. So, you will not see Allison at all in this story. Great right! Anyway, this is in fact the first story I have ever written and I really want you guys to review it for me. It would be greatly appreciated.
Also, there will be, sadly, little to no smut. I am not a very good writer and description is one of my weak ends. I am sorry to disappoint you…. Alright, now that the fun stuff is all cleared up…let's get this show on the road!
Prologue: The Dream
John Connor ran. Not because he had to, but because he wanted to. He had to see her. He had to see that she was alright. He had to make sure she was safe.
He jumped down the last few steps and ran out the door, which lead to a hallway. He turned to the right and ran down the hall. The hall seemed to grow longer and longer with each step John took. The end seemed to be getting farther and farther away, but he kept running.
When John finally reached the end he turned to his left and then stopped in front of a door on his right. There he stood for what seemed like ages, his mind racing with thoughts. What was he going to say? What would he do if she wasn't alright? What if….What if….?
That was John's problem, he always considered the "What ifs" but never anything else. But none of that really mattered. John expected that he would open the door and find the room torn to shreds as if a twister had gone through it and John Henry, formerly known as Cromartie, lying on the ground in a heap, his body lifeless. Cameron would be standing over him, staring down at him. That's what he expected to find.
John opened the door, hoping that his expectations were right; but he was wrong. The room was in perfect order, not a scratch on the wall. In the middle of the room Cameron sat in a chair behind a table. She did not move her head to meet him, in fact, she did not move at all. Her body looked lifeless, empty.
John ran to her side. "NO!" He screamed, knowing full well it wasn't going to help the present situation, but he did it anyway. He fell to the ground, crying her name. "Why? Why? Why?" He screamed. Suddenly, there was a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see who it was, but couldn't. The light was too bright.
Where did that light come from? John thought to himself, and why is it so god dame bright? He would have had time to ponder this, but he didn't. The light grew brighter and brighter and brighter. Then, suddenly, the light went out!
So, what do you think? Sorry it is so short. I will try to get the first chapter posted sometime in the next week. I have finals coming up in school so all my focus has been turned to them. Please review! Even though it is short I want to know if it is a good start! Thanks, J.C.