Hello and welcome the Fan Fiction version of my story "Why"
The life of this work started out as a .pdf semi-script format document which I felt was not viable to submit on Fan Fiction. While I did publish the story on Fan Fiction .net some years ago, it was only to link to the download of the original .pdf as well as the source page on TSCCC Wetpaint Wiki.
The republished version retains it's script style roots, yet is simplified for easier reading on the webpage.
If you have stumbled across these works, having not visited any of the Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles Wikipedia sites, then you may have not had a chance to read the "author's notes" which I have omitted from this version of the publication.
If such is the case, I highly recommend and advise that you source that information from there before you begin reading to at least achieve a better understanding of why things are written as they are. Additionally and maybe most importantly, you'll find a link to the .pdf version which I believe you will find easier and more enjoyable to read.
The page in question can be found here http:/ /tsccwiki. wetpaint. com/ page/ Ranebows+ Fan+ Fiction
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INT(day) Zeira Corporation basement: Los Angeles, CA - August 11th, 2009
SARAH
I'll stop it...
:Massive electrical discharge:
The TDE shuts down, and in many ways so does Sarah's heart
INT(night) Unknown bunker location: Los Angeles, CA - Unknown month, 2027
A deafening roar is complimented by bolts of electricity that ricochet off the surrounding grimy walls - most of which look like they have seen more action than Ron Jeremy
John and Weaver seemingly appear out of thin air
John takes a brief look around, his skin immediately reacting to the dark and damp atmosphere
A sudden sense of dread and foreboding creeps into his soul, adding to the shivering of his body - he is still recuperating from the shock of seeing Cameron immobile and powered-down
To him such a sight is the same as gazing upon someone who has left this world for good
As he takes a longer look around himself, a voice shouts from a small recess in his mind, shattering his thoughts
"...DEREK
...DEREK ...DEREK..."
Images of his uncle's execution are seared into his brain
Though just as quickly as they came, they are gone, leaving John to notice that something is missing...
JOHN
Where is Cameron?
WEAVER
It does not go through
A minute passes by, and while John is still concerned about Cameron, the involuntary covering of his private area to keep out the draft from the tunnel, is taking over as his mission priority
John then notices a large figure emerge from the shadows
His body tenses
JOHN HENRY
Hello Mrs. Weaver, Mr Connor
John Henry seems impassive with John's presence
JOHN HENRY
I am ready now Mrs. Weaver
WEAVER
Are you sure John Henry?
JOHN HENRY
Yes Mrs. Weaver
JOHN
What's going on?; ready for what?
JOHN HENRY
To go back Mr. Connor
I have acquired what I came for
John's head spins as his mind tries to focus on everything at once
He is barely able to ask the simple but obvious question stuck at the tip of his brain
JOHN
Which is?
WEAVER
We will discuss that later
John suddenly becomes frantic...
JOHN
Where is Cameron's chip?
JOHN HENRY
I have it with me Mr. Connor, and it is safe
I have also spent time repairing it, as well as strengthening the override features you programmed in previously
However I am afraid I cannot remove the Skynet core code
John simply nods, trying to process if that's actually good news or bad news
A new concern comes to his mind and before he can ask Weaver interrupts his train of thought
WEAVER
Do not fret young Connor, from what I can ascertain, John Henry has done Cameron and you a great deed and in time we will get things taken care of
For now, we must go
John Henry steps behind the pair to a dimly lit control panel of some sort, which starts to hum violently shortly after
JOHN
Where? Hey, what are you doing?
JOHN HENRY
I am attempting to power up the TDE that I have built into the faux basement of this facility
JOHN
It doesn't look like much of a anything anymore...
JOHN HENRY
That is correct - this is now a resistance controlled bunker
JOHN
What? Wait..how long have you been here?
JOHN HENRY
I have been here for three years, nine months, twenty-six days, eight hours and forty-four minutes
Shortly after arriving, I began building at this location, believing that Mrs. Weaver would follow me at some point and most likely wish to the return to the year 2009
What I did not anticipate was that the temporal displacement would shift - a fault with the TDE's output is a phenomenon that is yet to be explained
The next logical step was to establish a protracted set of new calculations to deduce a time and location Mrs. Weaver would arrive - allowing me to narrow it down to the past several months, and have been here ever since, waiting
I was...relieved to discover that a satisfactory conclusion could be drawn
John Henry beams at them with his award winning creepy-Cromartie smile
JOHN
What do you mean by "satisfactory conclusion?"
JOHN HENRY
As you may know, time travel is how you say very "touch and go"
There are still portions of it's nature that neither General Connor or Skynet comprehend
Though I am certain that results from such unexplained faults, could lead to catastrophic consequences, some of which would bend or break the laws of physics; or might be a major annoyance to the subjects traveling through time
They could be killed immediately, or are exposed to arriving in a time and location they did not intend
While you and Mrs. Weaver have been pushed forward three years, you have come out unscathed, for which I am glad ; I had not expected you to follow Mr. Connor
John's reaction to John Henry's matter of fact statement, could be interpreted as nothing more than a simple frown
'major..."annoyance?"'
If John was in a more sane condition at the moment, he might have rolled his eyes
JOHN
But how did you survive?
How did you build a TDE into the basement of the resistance?
WEAVER
I seem to have an issue of repeating myself with members of your family Mr. Connor
As I stated previously, we will discuss this at another time
:Muffled voices from the other side of the tunnel walls:
PARKER
GOT ONE!
John freezes, and instinctively puts his arms in the air
He looks around and is disheartened to find Weaver and John Henry are now gone
JOHN
Wait what, got one what?
Hey I'm not metal, please!
A moment passes and then Derek emerges from the darkness
John is shocked, though he holds his ground
DEREK
Look in his eyes, he's got about as much metal in him as you do
JOHN
Derek?
DEREK
Ya?
JOHN
It's John, John Connor
DEREK
I know a lot of people, but I don't know a John Connor
Any of you know a John Connor?
John curses himself slightly - who the hell doesn't know John Connor?...OOOOOOH that's why he doesn't know John Connor
DEREK
Sorry kid, we don't know you
At that moment John sees Weaver's poly-form slithering ever so slightly out of the corner of his eye
He takes that as his que that it's time to move
JOHN
Hey man, no problem, I just came to get some pants
Captain Derek Reese raises his eyebrow
John sheepishly reaches over to a broken down bed frame and untangles some ragged pantaloons that have definitely seen better days(probably worn by Ron Jeremy at some point in time)
With that he slowly retreats backwards to the other tunnel wall and slips around the corner
Derek looks at his men briefly, alarmed, trying to gauge their reactions
Within half a minute there's a startling noise, one very similiar to a generator coming to life
The captain holds out his arm, to stay his men - now slightly fidgeting at the audible interruption
Electric bolts start pinging off the walls and pipes
The resistance group thinks they are bullets and hit the deck
When Derek realizes that they are not under immediate fire, he gives a two finger reverse eye poke motion, ordering for Parker and another soldier to move forward and get a visual on a target/location
PARKER
Sir, you might want to come see this?
DEREK
What do you got Parker?
PARKER
I'm sorry sir, I don't know!
Derek starts casually walking forward, or at least attempts to look casual; he's a bit nervous
DEREK
Parker, what are you talk... oh shit!
There stands a naked Weaver, John Henry and a resigned looking John amidst -what looks like a big blue shining ball of electricity
John is holding his arm outstretched towards Derek, with the recently acquired pants in his hand
Derek takes them without processing much thought, his mouth agape not understanding the site before him
JOHN
mumbling... I forgot I can't take them with me, it doesn't go through
DEREK
What, what can't go through
What the hell is this? Skynet?
Parker get on other side of them, I don't like what I am seeing!
PARKER
Sir, maybe we should just retreat...
DEREK
That's an order!
Parker does not verbally acknowledge, but silently nods his head and shuffles to flank the trio whilst fear exudes from his soul
:Decibel levels in the room from the machine become almost unbearable after they have been rising rapidly for the past few minutes:
John has to start shouting to be heard
JOHN
I know you don't understand what's happening Derek, and I don't have time to explain it
Just trust me - get your men out of here, as far away as you can or else you'll be hurt
Weaver puts her hand up prematurely, in attempts to silence John from divulging too much information
She then drops it realizing that he is finished speaking
Derek finally starts to take notice of Weaver and John Henry more closely, observing how they seem unperturbed by the surrounding events or noise; while John stands there naked, his teeth chattering from the vibration
DEREK
Fall back, everyone fall back, now, double time, go on get out now!
As Derek's soldiers leave the room, fading into the blackness of the tunnel, like the true ghosts they are to John, he stops and takes one last look at the spectacle behind him
John glances timidly to his left and then his right, trying to draw strength and confidence from Weaver and John Henry
And just as he thinks he has achieved it, that things are going to be ok, that he is going home to fix everything, his eyes lock with Derek's
John feels the pain, the self-imposed guilt that Derek died because of him
There's an unrelenting thorn in his heart that doesn't just act like an irritation, but rather as a metal stake trying to bore it's way into his soul; to lodge itself there and permeate a slow releasing poison that will kill him from the inside out
JOHN
Derek I am sorry; tell Kyle that I love him
Derek is stunned
The idea of an unknown person or entity, knowing about his brother brings an unbridled rage spewing from his gut
Since Kyle disappeared, Derek has not been the same
He thinks Kyle might still be alive, a prisoner in a work-camp like Century, but each day the hope of seeing him again starts to fade
He's now seen too much death and suffering to know that unfortunately he and his brother are no better than their fellow survivor
Much like them, pain and loss will follow them wherever they go
Not understanding how this child knows his brother, also frightens Derek
Before he can wallow too deeply in his self-pity and hatred for letting something happen to his baby brother, he bolts for the tunnel exit only to feel a massive wave of energy thrust him forward and out the doo
He scurries to his feet and then quickly finds cover, concerned that the amount of noise will have already attracted T-600 patrols
EXT(night) Acre/district unknown: Los Angeles, CA - Unknown month, 2027
PARKER
What the hell was that?
Derek doesn't respond, he just stares off into space for a moment thinking to himself
'Where are you Kyle?...'
:Faint rifle discharge to the East:
This snaps Derek out of his daze
DEREK
Let's go.
EXT(mid-night) Five clicks from resistance base, Los Angeles, CA - Unknown month, 2027
It's been virtually silent since they scrambled away from the bunker, and this strange young boy named John Connor and his companions
No one has wanted to speak about it, though the questions burn Finally a cracked voice breaks the silence
PARKER
Sir, I, what, what happened back there?
DEREK
Parker?
PARKER
I know what we saw..I just don't get it, and who was he?
Derek has been contemplating this for the past several hours, trying to make sense of it all: How clean the boy's face was, how afraid he looked, the electric contraption, the two companions that seemed...like they weren't human, and the revelation that this boy, this John Connor knows of his brother Kyle...and that he loves him
He'd been in this same stupor so heavily as he trudged mechanically home earlier, that he didn't notice a T-600 patrol and had to be yanked down to cover by Parker
Though this time he hears Parker's voice as it pierces through his abysmal descent into the twisted depths of his war-ridden mind
He gives Parker a sideways glance, trying to quickly piece together the events of the evening - hopefully so that he can provide his men some sort of closure to the oddities that they witnessed
Yet nothing he thinks to say sounds any less crazy
The sheer absurdity of it all takes over, forcing him to smirk...
DEREK
...he just came to get some pants