Crash Crash go on
That was you and me
Started out so innocently
Shattered on the ground
I hear the sound
Ringing in my ears [crash]
I still feel the sting of my tears
Someone wake me
I can't seem to break free
Get out of my head
I'm on the wrong side of a parallel universe
Am I alive or just dead
I've been stumblin' in the dark
Living in a crash world
Voiceover By Destiny
"When we are children, we believe the world is full of magic. We believe in myths and legends and that Destiny awaits. That is the world I remember and the one I wish I'd never known."
Destiny woke up early around 12pm and changed her clothes before going out of her room. She walked sleepily down, keeping her 9mm tucked into the back of her pants. She entered the main command room and looked around. On the screen were the feed from all of the security point cameras and the stations to monitor them. Destiny looked around at the people working at their stations. It was functioning normally and quietly. Racheal Connor walked through the door looking somewhat sleepy-eyed. She smiled slightly when she saw Destiny.
"Good Morning, Sweetheart." Racheal greeted.
"Morning, Mom." Destiny answered back.
"I think we need to talk about why you snuck out last night, don't you think?" Racheal asked, folding her arms.
"No, we don't. Nothing happened….at all." Destiny answered trying to look innocent.
Racheal looked her up and down before shaking her head. "You're not fooling anyone, Missy who likes to blow up factories, take out terminators and other things you know you are not allowed to do." Racheal said sternly.
Racheal lead her through one of the open corridors and down one of the tunnels into a small, secure room. Racheal walked up to the box on the wall next to the door, Destiny watched it scan her eyes and then the door opened. Racheal walked in and Destiny followed behind her.
John sat behind a computer staring tiredly at the surveillance tapes from the night before. He paused the tapes and looked up when the door opened. Racheal and Destiny walked in, Racheal went and sat down on the old couch on the opposite wall. John stood up and looked Destiny over, checking for bumps or bruises.
Racheal watched him and said "Sarah said she was fine. No cuts, bruises, burns or bullet holes."
"I know, but I like making sure." John answered back tiredly.
"You didn't sleep last night did you, Dad?"
"No." John retorted. "No, I didn't get to sleep because someone snuck out to where she wasn't and knew she wasn't allowed to be so she could blow up a few factories and shoot a couple of terminators."
John turned and searched through his desk drawers. "I had the guys at the lab make something for you." He pulled out a black watch and grabbed Destiny's wrist. "Just to make sure you don't wander off again. This way, I can watch you at all times and know when your home and if you're trying to leave it. To make sure you don't take it off and run off, come on." He motioned and left the room with Destiny and Racheal behind him.
Destiny looked disappointed when Racheal noticed her face.
"Just be happy that it's on your wrist and not under your skin like he wanted it to be."
Destiny looked shocked. "What?"
"Hey." Racheal continued. "He said no more sneaking out and running off months ago. If you won't stop it then don't be the least bit surprised if he takes drastic measures to make sure your butt stays home out of danger and out of trouble."
John led them to the lower part of the camp and opened the door to the lab. The few guys working in the lab stopped working and went over to talk to John and Racheal while Destiny looked around. One of the men dusted off a CPU and stuck it in the terminator next to John who was looking it over.
She was dressed the same as others in the bunker and to any ordinary human she was no different than them but not to these humans who knew exactly what she was. Still, as Destiny looked at her with curiosity and anger. The eyes of the terminator flashed blue making its blonde hair look green.
"Analysis?" John asked it.
The terminator looked at John and answered "All systems are operating at 100%."
John nodded. " What is your mission?" March 21st, 2030:
Racheal looked nervously between the machine and her daughter. The terminator glanced around the room and then looked at Destiny who glared back at it.
"My mission is to protect Destiny Connor at all cost and to keep her from leaving the base in order to fight Skynet."
"Then get to it." John replied.
"Open this one, Destiny." Racheal said as she handed Destiny another present.
"Well, what's this one?" Destiny asked as she tore through the covered paper.
"Well…. "Racheal started to say when Sarah nudged her.
"Let her figure it out on her own, you'll ruin the game."
"Aw. Nana, you're no fun." Destiny said as she opened the box. She stared in awe as she pulled out a small thick, silver necklace that spelled "Destiny".
"How'd you get this?"
"Well, I found some scrap coltan and had a terminator bend it to the shape. In reality, it's from both Sarah and me" Racheal answered.
"Still think I'm no fun?" Sarah teased.
Destiny smirked. "Okay, you're awesome, Nana."
Sarah thought for a moment and answered. "I like that word, awesome."
Destiny tried to hook her necklace on.
"Come here, kiddo." Racheal said and patted the bed where she was sitting.
Destiny got up and sat on her bed next to her mom, giving her necklace. Racheal hooked the necklace around her neck. "There."
The alarm from the central station sounded and people ran to the stations.
Racheal sighed while Destiny muttered. "Good while it lasted."
John got up from where he was sitting and moved toward the door, He looked back at Destiny silently pleading with her.
"It's okay, you can go." She said not bothering to look at him.
"I'm sorry." He whispered and walked out the door. Racheal turned to Destiny and kissed the top of her head before she got up to leave.
"I'll be back soon…stay here."
Sarah got up and looked at Destiny. "I'll take you with me one of these days, you'll see."
Destiny laid back on her bed and sulked. "Some sweet sixteen, my ass" She listened to the sounds of gunshot and screams echoing down the hall.
Destiny jumped up from her bed and pushed the mattress off to reveal a plasma rifle under it. She took the gun and checked it to make sure it was loaded.
"Stay here?…Screw that." Destiny said and left her room, sneaking down the hallway.
She crept around a corner and looked closely. A silvery blob dropped down from the ceiling and stabbed one of the fighters in the gut. Destiny screamed and the T1000 turned to look at her. The machine removed its arm from the fighter and watched as his body fell to the floor then returned its gaze to Destiny who ran away back down the tunnels. The metal formed a knife from its arm and sent it after Destiny.
She dropped to the floor and let the metal knife fly over her head. The T1000 retracted its arm and went to shoot it back at her when Destiny picked her self and ran faster down the tunnel, around the several corners. She made to one of the outer doors when she turned around and saw the T1000 standing at the opposite wall, staring at her, ready to try to attack her again.
Destiny forced the door open and rushed outside to the surface. She stood shocked as she looked around the surface. The sky was black, the ground was black. There were remains of buildings everywhere, smoke and ash and debris covered everything. There was nothing there but a hollow shell of a long, lost, forgotten past. The air was so thick Destiny started to choke as she ran out into the open, covering her mouth. She ducked behind a stack of twisted metal and ash. The liquid metal stood at the door to the open, scanning for her life form. Destiny peered curiously at it when a hand out of the dark shook her shoulder.
"Destiny?" The figure asked.
Destiny shook her head "What?"
April 10th, 2030:
"Destiny?" Racheal asked, still shaking her shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm fine."Destiny stared at the machine. "For now anyway."
The terminator walked up to Destiny and extended her hand. "I'm Audrey, would you like to be friends? I like games; Do you want to play a game with me?"
"Do you ever shut up?" Destiny asked.
The machine stared blankly at her. "I don't understand."
"No Kidding." Destiny snorted.
The machine returned its hand to its side. Destiny sighed and left the room.
"Damn machine." She muttered
