Hey! This is Xi Fang here to give you the prequel to the Terminator! Mind you, this is the prequel for the first movie NOT T2! But if you like my format and my story, maybe I can be pursuaded to write one for T2.

We're finally home she thought while following the men in front of her.

She knew where they were going and she knew that she would finally get some relief from the machines. She and her troops had been on a three-week excursion to try to shut down the machines' mainframe. They had lost many brave soldiers but they kept their chins and guns up and brought down the Northeastern CPU that was controlling most of the machines in the area of the resistance headquarters.

Hearing the sounds of the barking dogs and the sighs from those behind her, she smiled and waited to see the one who kept her going.

"Reese!" she shouted out and ran into his arms. Smirking at her, he caught her and swung her around, her golden hair shone in the firelight even though it was as dirty and grubby as her uniform. "So" he teased, "how did it go?"

Smacking him in the shoulder, she came up beside him and whispered in his ear.

"We did it?" he asked, she nodded.

"We did it!" he picked her up and swung her around again, laughing and grinning widely as he did so.

John, the leader of the human resistance, was watching them closely. His thoughts wandered back to the tapes that his mother had left him and what they had told him.

His mother had only mentioned his father a few times and that he was one of his soldiers. No matter what happens, I must send him at all costs.

He grew anxious while wondering which one of them would volunteer to go, the end was near for the machines and he knew that they would make the one last attempt on his life. For his daughter's sake, he wished this war to be over.

The human resistance had been spreading out underground and now had enough space to have quarters for the defense force and a sick bay.

The soldiers had been paired in threes, usually two females and a male or two males and a female. Reese shared his compartment with two women both of whom were very annoying.

"Lay off!"

"No! That's my pillow!"

"No its not!"
"Yes it is!"

"You…you" she was at a loss for words, "You MACHINE!"

The other woman stopped shouting and sat down next to Reese, the rest of the night was quiet.

Over the next few days, more troops came back with good news, the human resistance had now taken out more than half of their CPU and the Hunter-Killers were the only things left running besides the terminators.

The terminators were getting harder and harder to spot although the last one that had been sent to destroy the human resistance had rubber skin, he still took out a third of the troops.

He Reese thought, did they really identify as male? Sure they looked like any guy would if he trained hard enough, but why male? Why not female?

His mind was muddled with questions, why do the dogs not like terminators? It's a good thing they don't but there has to be a reason.

The two loud-mouthed women came back into the living quarters and his mind was blank. What was I thinking about? He tried to remember. He couldn't.

Leaving the bickering women in peace, he got up and walked out. It's night he thought while looking at the sleeping children to his right.

He needed to organize and not let his thoughts get the best of him. No one was awake by the time he had reached the main hall. Sweeping the hair off his face, he bent down to tie up his shoe.

"What's your name soldier?" a mumble from behind him caused him to rise and turn.

It was John Connor, the legendary man who he had always idolized, sitting against the wall in the corner. He was so strong and he always had this look in his eyes as if he were ready for anything.

He stuttered out some words that sounded like his name and was gestured to sit beside the legend.

"Why are you up so late, Reese?" he asked, his hands were clenched together and his eyes focused on the floor rather than the young man.

"I couldn't sleep…" he answered, Reese couldn't believe that he was talking to the man that made it all happen.

Trying to keep his cool, Reese asked him why he was up so late.

John mumbled something incoherently and squeezed his hands together. "I don't mean to offend you, but could you repeat that?"

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Tell me how you like it so far, I am working on the ending but I promise that it will not be any longer than four chapters and I already have most of the third one written.