Chapter 2: Divergence, Division, Disection
The plan was working perfectly. Information about the Xenoverse Project had been leaked to Nexus, they were coming. The plan began to fall apart at that point, the original plan was to lure at least one of every type of unit Nexus commanded to the Xenoverse Sphere. Once there the Sphere would lock on to their defining characteristics and fling them to another world, parallel to their own. The plan was falling apart because of a blind oversight, the powerlines were relatively unguarded as they were not an issue, or so they had thought. Nexus was pumping huge amounts of power into them, forcing the Xenoverse Sphere into an uncontrollable activation. With haste forces from across the globe were chronoshifted in to stop the machines, but it was too little much too late. The machine began to spin it's inner ring wildly, the intradimensional quantum oscillators pumping wavelength after wavelength into the very being of the universe. As technicians rushed around the Commander sat down next to Volkov who was scratching the ears of his dog Chitzkoi. Volkov and Chitzkoi were Soviet cybernetic experiments put into stasis long ago at the first fall of the soviet union, only to be reactivated by the Freedom League.
"How much time until the jump Volkov?"
The cyborg quickly ran the numbers. "At the current influx of energy, I would predict a jump occurring within five minutes. I also predict the jump will take our forces with use and completely destroy the device."
"Great," the Commander grumbled, "So instead of removing Nexus we're coming along for the ride too."
"Do not worry Commander, judging by the instability of the device I am sure our forces will be separated upon arrival. Judging by the positioning of our forces, we will be split back into our factions upon arrival. Speaking of which, I must just the League, if you'll excuse me. Two minutes until jump."
Volkov's words did little to calm the Commander. 'Oh great,' he thought to himself 'instability, separation, just what we need. Not.'
As he sat there the world tore itself to pieces, quite literally. Across the room, which was now bending 90 degrees of the ground, Einstein could be heard yelling about Quantum Fluctuations and Temporal contingencies. The door choose that moment to cave in, revealing several Nexus troops. Before they could get a foot inside, however, the entire area begin to rise before flashing various shades of blue. With an all-mighty CRACK! The area vanished leaving not a trace of it ever existing.
Across the world Nexus facilities went dark as the AI went offline. It would take half an hour for the AI to compensate losing such a large amount of processing power. Unluckily for the computer programme, however, it did not have thirty minutes. As the lights went of and the forces shut down, masses of Allied and League troops swarmed the bases, capturing or destroying all of them.
At every sunset in every country, people celebrated. For once they could come outside for something other than battle. But it was also a day of mourning, for finally could every person get there rightful burial. The war was over, it had worked. Finally the world was free from the machines.
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Far, far (far far, far far, far) away someone's thoughts were very different. John Connor sat at his desk, head in hands, wondering how to defeat the machines that had killed so many in one day.