A/N: So pretty much the first 4-5 chapters are going to be backstory. I know it's a lot but I feel like the readers need to be prepared.
I do not own South Park nor Terminator.
Chapter 1: Antebellum
And so it was written that a day would come when humanity would come to an end.
Kabul Outskirts, Afghanistan
November 26, 2015
08:27
It was just another hard-working day on the Afghan frontier but I didn't necessarily hate the sight of it as much as the rest of my squad did. It's actually really interesting how only in the most intense of situations does one really get along with people they have never met before. But that might be only because I'm one of the more experienced officers. I've been in here in Afghan, fighting for my country for nearly 7 years, so I kind of got used to all the action.
"Marsh!" my squad leader, 1st Sgt. John Bates was calling me. "What the hell are you doing follying around?! We're on over watch duty today so we need to get to Kabul bright and early!"
Shit, man. Why do I have to be on over watch today. There's almost no action. Sometimes I just wish I could steal an F-16 and fly myself home without anyone caring. That's not a thought that usually crosses my mind but sometimes I just hate being here just as much as everybody else does.
North American Aerospace Defense Command.
Peterson Air Force Base, Colorado Springs, Colorado.
17:43
I find it really interesting that every aspect of life is becoming more centered around the use of technology. This is especially interesting because Cyberdyne Systems contacted us and gave us intel about a new-self defense program that has just passed the Beta tests. It was codenamed Skynet. But strangely enough, as it happens with all machines, it has been acting kind of funny lately. I am one of the people who was put on the engineering investigative team that was just sent out a few hours ago. ...
His brain had stopped for a second because he had seen something that obviously wasn't good. He paused for a second and rubbed his eyes to confirm what his eyes were seeing.
"Stevens, come take a look at this," Kyle Broflovski called to James Stevens, a friend he had made while working at NORAD.
"Sure, Kyle. What is it?"
Kyle hands over the report to Stevens. And basically as soon as he knows what he's seeing, his heart skips a few beats.
"We HAVE to get this to Overlord NOW," Stevens said with a tone of utmost worry and importance.
When they had found Overlord, they told about what they had saw.
"So let me get this straight. Skynet is launching every missile and nuke we've got and scrambling every drone we have, and it did it all by itself."
"That is correct, sir." That is all I could manage to say right now.
"Is there any reason for it?"
"The only lead we have, and even that is probably not the reason why, is it has become self-aware of its existence. It is common for many AI units but it's not usually on this massive of a scale."
"I see. Grab all the emergency equipment you can and get everyone to the bomb shelters now. All we can do is sit, wait, and see what happens next."
So we warned all the people we could.
~~~5 minutes later, back in Afghanistan~~~
I usually don't like being on guard watch because there is nearly no action, but duty has to come before my personal preferences.
Marsh hears crackling static on his intercom.
"Vector 5-8, this is Overlord, Vector 5-8, do you copy?"
Marsh then picks it up and responds.
"This is Vector ahead, Overlord."
"Vector 5-8, we need you to get 1st Sgt. Bates to get you and your squad back to base right away. We have emergency evac standing by. Your squadron will be debriefed on the flight home."
"Home?"
"Affirmative, solider. SecDef gave specific orders to me for your squadron to report to NORAD ASAP, on Code Red status."
"Why NORAD?"
"Just wait for the flight home, solider."
I walk over to Bates and somehow, he is able to see my expression of worry.
"Bates, we have a situation," I told him with a serious yet unaggressive tone, "Overlord has given us to return to base. They have an emergency evac standing by. We'll be debriefed on the flight back home."
"Have any reason?"
"They haven't told you so do you expect them to tell me?"
"I assume they haven't." Bates said nonchalantly instead of snapping back at his squad mate.
Bates brought us all together. He told us what happened. We headed back to base, boarded our evac, and just sat in silence for most of the flight home.
~~~Meanwhile, back at NORAD...~~~
We just received word of the first wave of missiles launched. The first impact was in the Amazonian Jungle. The rest of the first wave, headed in basically all directions. The first impact zone went from Cape Horn up to Honduras. We projected that Europe would probably be next then the Pacific then finally the Middle East. Gladly, SecDef has sent some of the Army Rangers squadrons to come and help us out a little.
30 min later, somewhere out in the Atlantic...
"So where exactly are we going?" Since NORAD was still up and running we were able to communicate with Overlord.
"You're coming to us, here at NORAD. Project Skynet has malfunctioned. And by malfunction, I mean 'become self-aware of its existence'. We have been told that due to this, it is viewing ALL of humanity as a threat to its existence, so it suddenly felt like firing every single nuclear weapon we've got."
I could tell that everybody on the plane suddenly felt worried about what would happen after this was all over.
"
~~~30 minutes later~~~
When we get off the helicopter, the first thing I see a strong(or at least he looked strong) red-haired fella come up to me, stare at me for a few seconds, and gives me a hug.
"They never told me YOU were coming. I didn't know you were a Ranger," he said.
Who is this guy? I don't know him. I saw in the guy's eyes that he was able to read my thoughts.
"Don't you remember me, dude?" he asked me.
"No, I really don't," I said, still confused.[This is how much of a difference being at war for a long time can make]
"We used to be best friends when we were young."
He could see that I was still confused.
"Oh, I know! Maybe this will jog your memory."
I see him pull out a green ushanka hat and put it on his head. Then all at once, my childhood memories come back to me, all flashing at once. I give him the tightest hug I possibly could.
[This chapter will no longer be told in first person]
"Dude, where have you been all these years?" the raven-haired man asked.
"Well, after college, you just left without South Park without telling anybody. And I somehow ended up majoring in weapons engineering(It wasn't exactly what I was looking for but a lot of people said I had a 'supernatural' ability to be able to do those kinds of things. So I just stuck with it.), so NORAD gave me a call and said they had a job open for me, and I accepted, and I've been working here ever since. What about you? Why did you leave?"
"The reason I left was because I was drafted to fight in Afghan. My parents and close relatives were the only people who knew the true reason why I left."
"Well I'm a close relative," Kyle said.
"I mean of blood relation, you stupid dumbfuck!," he snapped.
"Oh, well never mind then, jeez calm down, dude."
"Sorry, that might be my PTSD getting to me."
"Well, we better find a way to get that fixed."
"I don't think that will be necessary according to what has just happened."
"What happened?"
Stan stared at Kyle angrily, expecting him to answer his own question.
"Oh."
"Judgment Day happened. It was all foretold to happen."
"Judgment Day?"
"The end of days for humanity."
"How does that have to do with a global nuclear attack?"
Stan just glares at him, slightly angry, expecting Kyle to answer his own question.
"Oh, I see."
"Yeah, now you see."
"Well, we're still alive. What do we do now?"
"There is nothing to do. We just wait and see what happens next."