This is my very first Terminator fic so I apologise if it's not good. It's John's point of view when the Terminator is lowering itself into the steel. I got the idea to do this fanfic after watching the second movie. I hope you like it. Please review and enjoy.
Goodbye
My only friend is leaving. It isn't fair. But then, I suppose having a machine for a friend isn't a good thing. He will never feel happiness, or sadness, or pain, or pleasure. No love for him, nothing. And he is leaving me. I'm supposed to be the saviour of this world; shouldn't I at least be able to have one friend that won't ditch me? He says goodbye, but I believe that I will see him again, most likely when the War comes.
He told me that I would re-program him to protect me here. 'Good bye.' He says. He grabs the chain and swings himself out over the edge of the steel. He nods to mum and she presses the button that lowers the chain. He begins to slowly lower into the steel, burning himself so it would seem.
First his legs, his torso, he lets go of the chain and lets himself be sucked in by the steel. It's a good thing that he can't feel pain because if he could, he would be feeling it right now. His chest goes under and he lifts his head up. He curls his right hand into a fist and gives me and Mum an encouraging thumbs up, and then he is finally gone.
I can't handle this anymore. Mum drops the control and I hug her.
Sorry about the length. I'm just trying to find my ground so to speak for a new category. Working so long on Lord of the Rings, I need to find some ground work for Terminator if I choose to continue writing about it. I hope you enjoyed this fic. Leave a review =D