Static erupted through the PA waking the Chief and causing him to tense up in a battle stance. He relaxed and listened to the voice that boomed through it and echoed through the corridors.
"All military personal report to the hangar for immediate departure."
The Chief snapped into action. He strapped his chest plate on and worked his way to his thigh and shin guards. He strapped his metal boots on. He slid his gauntlets on and heard the suit whir to life. He strapped on his helmet and was disappointed with the replacements that did not provide a HUD display. He grabbed his weapon and ran down the corridor. He turned a corner and stormed into the hangar and was greeted by the roar of engines and soldiers scrambling. John Connor stood by two pick-ups. He waved the Chief over. The chief ran to the position and saluted. John returned the salute and stepped into the pick up. Kyle Reese hopped in the pack with a few other soldiers. John gave the all-clear signal. The other soldiers would distract the machines with a staged attack while John, the Chief and Reese would take their crew to Skynets center of operations. Both trucks rumbled out of the hangar and headed off to the distance. The Chief could already see explosions forming in the distance, illuminating the hellish landscape.
The trucks drove through the ruins of a city John called Los Angeles. Concrete slabs and dry bones littered the terrain. They drove over these obstacles and swerved past the steel pillars that were too high to drive over. They finally approached their destination. A giant, steel pyramid towered over the landscape as a grim symbol of the tragedy that occurred so many years before. On each corner were four colossal turrets that fired menacing purple light into distance. John could feel the heat.
The truck stopped a hundred yards away. The team stepped out and unloaded their weapons. Reese took a bandolier of grenades and a portable turret. John holstered his pistol and swung an assault rifle on his back. The Chief grabbed another assault rifle and a belt of satchel charges. The other two soldiers grabbed a basic single shot weapon. They stormed down the hill and toward the pyramid. They ducked for cover as a Hunter Killer flew overhead and hovered next to the structure. With a loud crack and whir the wall slid opened and the craft flew in.
"Move, move, move," John silently said as he gestured toward the doors as they closed.
The group ran and jumped between the closing doors. An eerie light illuminated the room. The Chief looked around studying his environment. The place was dark, which wasn't a problem for him as much as the others. Chrome and steel lined the entire building. John spoke up.
"This place seems familiar."
"I thought no human had ever been here," the Chief announced as he took a step forward.
"I know, but it's just so weird."
The soldiers walked deeper into the structure checking every corner for sign of machines. They reached a large shaft.
"Elevator shaft," John rang out.
"Are you sure," said the Chief.
"Yes."
All of them stared down at the endless drop into the darkness below.
"Any ideas," Reese rang out.
One of the marines walked up with a laptop and wires.
"I can hack into the elevator controls."
"Are you sure," John asked.
"Yes."
"Be careful. We cannot afford detection."
"Yes sir."
The looked for a plug in near the shaft. He found one and inserted the wires inside. The laptop flashed to life with encryptions.
"This could take a while."
The soldier returned to his work and furiously stared at the screen and typed numbers on his keyboard. The Chief turned and stared at a darker corner of the room. He stepped closer when he noticed something moving. He took another step. Soon his eyes had to adjust to the level of darkness in the room. To blue lights flashed and without warning a large yellow bolt of heat slammed into the Chief knocking him on he floor. The Creature emerged from the darkness. It looked like the T-800 only a lot slimmer and complicated looking. It stepped over him and ran toward John. In one smooth move the Chief grabbed it by the leg and tripped it. It screeched in anger and fired blindly in the air. The shot hit an overhead pipe, which broke and swung down toward the hacker. It hit him and sent him flying into the shaft. He screamed as he disappeared into the darkness. A disgusting splat echoed up the shaft.
The thing turned around and sent a fist into the Spartans face. His shields flickered and failed. The thing punched him again sending his helmet onto the floor. Blood dripped from his lip. The Chief responded with a kick to the gut. The thing toppled over. At this point John and the others tried to help but couldn't get a clear shot. The thing jumped back on the Chief. IT wiped a droplet of blood of is lip and put it up to its face. It began to speak.
"DNA scans complete. SPARTAN 117 Master Chief. Primary target marked."
The Chief slowly reached for his weapon. The cyborg, realizing what was happening grabbed the Master Chief and threw him against the wall.
"Fire"
A burst of light erupted in the room and four shots of purple energy slammed into the creature. It fell over and died. The Chief got up and strapped his helmet back on.
"Are you okay," Reese yelled out from across the room.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but if they didn't know were coming, they do now."
"What should we do?"
The Chief walked up to the shaft and looked down.
"How far of a drop."
"About a hundred feet."
"Good."
The Chief grabbed Reese and John and ran toward the shaft. He leaped off the edge and began to descend rapidly down. Reese and John were in other bewilderment.
"Hang on."
The Chief turned around so that he would land n his back and out put the two soldiers on top.
"Brace your self."
With a large clump the Chief crashed into the floor leaving a dent where he landed. He rolled over and tossed the two startled men onto the floor. He got up and shook of some dust.
"Are you alright," the Chief asked.
"Yah, but it think I'm just to old for that."
John gripped his side and got up. Reese walked over to help him.
"Chief, set the satchel charges. I don't think we can go on," Reese yelled across the room.
The Chief turned around and took of the belt of charges. He set the timer and ran down a corridor. He heard noises from the other side and ran toward it. They were human. He reached the end of the corridor to find two people, one large and muscular and the other young and scared, struggling against a gigantic, silver, arachnid like monster. The large one fired at it but in vain as the wounds left by the weapon healed. It was made of liquid. The large man fired another shot at it, and once again it healed. One of the thin legs of the monster neared the Chief. The Chief swung out his fist and splattered it. Which caused the beast to lose its balance and lean toward the right next to three cylinder tanks.
"Are those liquid nitrogen tanks," asked the younger one.
"Yes, they are," replied the larger man. He had a heavy accent.
"Shoot it! Wait for it. Now."
A blast erupted from the large mans weapon and impacted the liquid nitrogen tanks. They burst open spilling white gas all over the thing. It froze in place and stood still. The man raised his weapon and fired. The monster shattered into thousand of pieces and floated in air before it landed on the ground and began to melt. The small droplets then came toward each other and formed a puddle. At this point the large man and young boy had climbed on a nearby pillar. Next to it was a bridge, which led to a glowing blue sphere.
"Go now," said the large man to the younger man ", Twenty seconds."
"I wont leave you," the young boy pleaded.
"I'll be back," the man responded.
The boy ran down the bridge and disappeared into the blue orb. The large man stood on top of the pillar and grabbed a rope.
"Hasta la Vista, Baby."
He swung down holding something in his hand. He strapped it on to Skynet's main CPU and swung away. The Chief ran forward to try to help the man but it was too late. An explosion rocked the room, kicking the Chief to the other side. He gritted his teeth and slowly his vision went black.
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The battlefield only a few miles south of the structure was not any better than the situation with Skynet. The humans were taking a great number of casualties and were forced to retreat. The machines, however, did not stop their attack and fired on the helpless soldiers fleeing for their lives. The commander of the battle was severely injured and on the verge of death as a T-800 towered over him. It lifted its fist and was prepared too smash the commander's head. The man scowled as the machine stared at him menacingly with its hellish red eyes.
All of a sudden the machine stopped. It dropped its weapon and stood there. Looking around without a purpose. The commander looked around the battlefield and saw more machines acting the same way. The tanks stop progressing and the Hunter Killers hovered over the battlefield stationary. The commander sat there shocked. The T-800 looked back down at the soldier and stretched out its hand. The commander took hold of it and got up.
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A voice echoed across the Chiefs mind as he stayed in a daze. He soon snapped out of it and got up to find Reese next to John looking at a computer panel. The Chief walked toward them. John turned around and spoke.
"Good your awake Chief. Well, Skynet is destroyed. I guess that means you get to go home."
The Chief nodded his head and watched as the blue orb formed in the middle of the room. He walked towards it slowly and cautiously.
"Chief, hold up for a second," John yelled form the other side.
The Chief turned around and walked back toward John.
"Look at this for a second," John said.
The Chief looked at the screen. John spoke up again.
"This is the recorded list of past time displacements."
The Chief nodded and look at the list. John turned around and pointed at the screen.
"Does this date look familiar," John said with a pang of worry in his voice.
The Chief leaned over the panel and read what was on it. He cocked his eyebrow in confusion as he read aloud.
"August 22, 2519."