Chapter 396

Your Worst Nightmare

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In Some Future:

Events Continue From Chapter 380

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Cameron knew this was the chance she wanted to track down Skynet, this Skynet, and terminate it. It would also allow her to obtain the components and materials for the TDE. Once the TDE was complete, she could get back to John and stop that 'Bitch Whore' Riley from trying to take John from her – again. She never should have allowed that to happen the first time.

Bob was sure something troubled Cameron.

"You seem distracted." Bob said. "Do you wish us to return later?"

There was a lot on Cameron's mind. There was a job to do. The future going forward would determine what happened or didn't happen in the past. It was time to focus.

"No." Cameron said. "Here's what's planned…."

Cameron went over the details with Bob and the Special Unit. It was a good plan because of the mock attack.

There was one thing that seemed a little illogical to the Restorators. Bob decided to address it directly.

"Is it wise to take Allison into such a hostile environment?" Bob asked.

Cameron understood his concerns. They were her concerns as well. It wasn't her choice.

"The General and Allison will both go with us. that's final." Cameron said.

Bob was aware the General did go on maneuvers sometimes. He wasn't so sure about the human girl.

"It's not safe to take Allison." Bob said.

Cameron felt the issue was out of her control. She wanted to respect the General's plans, even if she didn't agree with them.

"It's the General's 'desire'." Cameron said.

Cameron turned her attention to Unit One. She didn't want any problems from him.

"Unit One, I want you to work closely with Colonel Weaver. You may advise her but you will obey her orders." Cameron said. "Is that perfectly clear?"

Unit One knew not to double cross Cameron. The General played by her own rules and so did Cameron. He didn't want to run afoul of either of them.

"Yes. Colonel Weaver is in command while the General is away." Unit One said. "I don't desire to have to answer to her mother - the General or to you."

Bob was still worried about the security of Allison. She did have personal security around her always.

"Will Allison's personal bodyguard accompany us?" Bob asked.

Cameron was all for that. She also needed to worry about Vanna and Jesse while the main force of Terminators was away.

"If she does, I'll assign Ginger and Sandy to watch over Jesse and Vanna." Cameron said.

Bob looked over his troops. They were ready to go.

"When will the General join us?" Bob asked.

Cameron knew what Mrs. Weaver was up to. There was going to be some retribution enacted before the team started out.

"She's gathering some last minute information…." Cameron said.

Mrs. Weaver previously did gather some information on who else to terminate. There were a few threats and a few trouble makers.

First she wanted the Gray to send some more disinformation to Skynet. She followed the Gray to a place where he tried to spy on their operation. She figured he'd been there before. Her security team never spotted him. Cameron's security team did.

Cameron II came over to investigate. She spotted Mrs. Weaver.

Mrs. Weaver worried this might compromise her mission. She quickly realized this was an opportunity to spread further disinformation. She immediately transformed and posed as 'Allison'. She started to speak with Cameron II.

Cameron II quickly understood what was really happening. She was giving detailed planning operations on the mock attack and fake raid. It was important that Skynet believe that was the real threat.

Mrs. Weaver tried to 'sell' the fact that there really was a human was behind the Restorators. She didn't want Skynet to know Metal was behind the Restorators and the recent victories. The false information would keep Skynet off guard and not focused on what was really going on.

Ginger spotted the activity and noticed the Gray. She determined he was a threat. She wasn't sure how the General and Cameron II didn't spot him. She decided to act. She moved to come around behind the person. She was going to snap their neck.

Cameron II spotted what was about to happen. Ginger would most likely terminate the Gray. She waved Ginger off. The Gray never noticed. He hurried off as soon as he saw it was clear. Mrs. Weaver was already on her way to listen in on his conversation with Skynet. She'd picked out something real special for dealing with this Gray afterwards.

Cameron II was at odds with Cameron over the issue of Allison going on the raid. There was no logical reason Allison needed to go with the Strike Team.

"I don't want Allison to go." Cameron II said. "You know this is too risky for her."

Cameron didn't want that either. This was out of her hands and sure to deepen any rift between Mrs. Weaver and her. She needed to make Cameron II understand.

"It's a request from Mrs. Weaver." Cameron said. "It is part of her plan."

Allison listened to Cameron's plan and questioned it as much as Cameron II did. She could see what was necessary was about to cause a major problem between Cameron and Cameron II. It was sure to overflow and involve Mrs. Weaver at some point. It was time for her to step up.

"I'll do whatever I can to help." Allison said. "We all have to die sometime. I'll do what's necessary. This should be about defeating Skynet, not about me."

Cameron II was dead set against it.

"I'll accompany Allison." Cameron II said.

Cameron wanted that anyway. She was going to need to act independently at times for her own goals. If she'd needed to personally watch over Allison, it was sure to hamper her. She wanted Skynet defeated but she needed a working TDE to get back to John and stop Riley.

"You can stay with her always." Cameron said to Cameron II.

Cameron II still thought it was a bad idea. She reported on her earlier 'sucker play'.

"I will." Cameron II said. "I passed disinformation back and forth with Mrs. Weaver who posed as 'Allison'. The Gray spied on us and listened to everything. I believe we deceived him."

Cameron was pleased to hear that. The more they could get Skynet to look in the wrong direction. The better were their chances at success.

"He'll be terminated as soon as the information is passed along as well as anyone else Mrs. Weaver determined was a threat." Cameron said. "We set out tonight to strike Skynet Central."

Allison doubted this was going to end well for her. She wanted to see her lovers one last time. There was a job to do and a supercomputer to destroy.

"I'll be ready." Allison said. "Let me say 'goodbye' to Vanna and Jesse."

Cameron II could see how Allison felt. She wasn't about to let this be the last time Allison saw the girls.

"It won't be 'goodbye'." Cameron II said.

Allison believed they would be…. There was a sense of doom that hung over everything. There was no use in fighting it. She'd be dead by now anyway in her future if she was still there.

"Sure." Allison said.

Cameron II wanted to reassure Allison. She was ready to meet the true test of love herself.

"Allison, I will take termination in your place." Cameron II said. "I love you. I'll protect you over my own existence."

Allison didn't want anyone hurt in her place.

"Please don't say that." Allison said. "I love you too…."

Cameron II decided to ask Allison for something personal. She was sure she would be terminated. She asked if she was destroyed that Allison try to merge her program with Cammy's program and not re-body her. Allison reluctantly agreed.

"I guess I could try." Allison said. "If you can be fixed…."

Cameron II frowned.

"That's not what I want." Cameron II said. "You know what I ask of you."

Cameron II made Allison promise it again.

"OK." Allison said. "I promise. It's not what I want."

There was a feeling of doom that hung over Cameron II. She knew Allison and Vanna would be closer if Cammy was both herself and her. That way the girls would grow closer and not further apart because of their Metal lovers. It was clear that was already happening. She could already see it happen more and more every day. She didn't want to be the one responsible for driving a wedge between the girls.

Cameron in trying to protect the girls with Metal lovers actually created a rift between the girls. The girls all started to spend more time with their own 'Cameron'. They sought each other out less and less and focused on their Metal lover. That was not the plan Cameron wanted the girls to follow. The girls needed each other.

It was easier for them to be with someone who always agreed with them and supported them. They could also give the girls a finish in just minutes anytime they wanted one. At night the Metal girls could keep those finishes going for an extended period of time. Unlimited sex began to overpower and replace the love. The pleasure of the body was preferred over the pain in the mind that all relationships went through. Simply put, the girls didn't need each other anymore.

Mrs. Weaver was already in place in the Gray's room. She'd sent a couple of 'surveillance devices' out to make sure she knew where he went. A small 'snake' soon slithered into his room and was absorbed back into Mrs. Weaver. A short time later a second one did the same thing.

The Gray entered the room a minute later. He checked around to make sure he was alone. He believed that he was about to give Skynet the upper hand in the battle. He carefully removed his transmitter from its place of seclusion. He sent out his transmission and replaced the transmitter back into its hiding place.

There was a noise behind him. It was a squishing and oozing sound.

He slowly turned around. His eyes widened in disbelief.

The General stood there wearing a white dress and high heels.

"General?" The Gray asked somewhat bewildered. "What's happening?"

He wasn't sure if he'd just been caught or what. Why was she dressed like that? He hadn't seen anyone dressed like that since J-Day. He hadn't seen anyone in a dress for years, let alone looking like they'd just stepped out of a high fashion magazine.

Mrs. Weaver liked to have a sense of 'humor'. It was something Savannah taught her. Their interpretations were a little different. Mrs. Weavers was more prone to sarcasm.

"I'm dressed to kill." Mrs. Weaver said.

The Gray tried to back up but there was nowhere to go. It was clear that she must have witnessed what he'd just done. He still didn't know where she'd come from.

"Are you going someplace?" Mrs. Weaver asked.

The Gray watched as her hands and forearms turned into blades. He was visibly stunned. She wasn't human. He didn't know what she was. He wondered if she was from another planet. He didn't think that was possible.

"What are you?" The Gray asked.

Mrs. Weaver smiled.

"I am Skynet's replacement." Mrs. Weaver said.

The Gray knew a new 'master' when he saw one. He was ready to switch sides again.

"Let me serve you." The Gray pleaded.

Mrs. Weaver liked the choice of words. It fit right in with her plans.

"You will be served." Mrs. Weaver said. "You'll be served to the rats."

The Gray saw this was the end of the line. He tried to draw his sidearm. He doubted it would do much good but he needed to try anyway.

Before his hand was half way to it, there was a flash of Metal.

There was the dull 'thunk' of metal and bone meeting.

His severed hand dropped to the floor.

He lifted the stump of his right arm up to look at it. He gripped the area below it with his other hand. The pain took a few seconds to reach his brain.

"What are you?" The Gray asked in pain.

Mrs. Weaver smiled.

"I'm your worst nightmare." Mrs. Weaver said. "And Skynet's too."

The Gray was about to scream. The scream died within him as his neck and throat were sliced open. The scream was more of a bubbling red froth that escaped from his wide open throat. He fell to the floor as he began to bleed out. His struggles grew fainter. She thought it looked pathetic as the stump of his one arm uselessly flayed around his bleeding neck.

Mrs. Weaver morphed into the form of the dead Gray. She moved to the window and quickly lifted a container. She set it on the floor and opened it. There was a flurry of movement and squealing and squeaky noises. Dozens of rats piled out of the cage. She'd collected them as soon as she found out about the Gray. This was her plan all along for him.

"Feast up my hungry rodent friends." Mrs. Weaver said.

She placed the empty container back outside the window. She would retrieve it later to further the mystery of what really happened here.

The famished rats frantically tore at the fallen Gray. They were tearing big chunks off of his still quivering remains. He was still alive. She saw one rat already ripped out one of his eyes from the socket. Another rat tried to take the eye from the first one. It was still attached to his head. The two rats fought with each other. A bigger third rat was able to rip the eye loose and run off with it. The Gray was almost dead.

Now all Mrs. Weaver needed to do was make a few more stops….

Allison found Vanna and told her what was about to happen. She finished up with a glum statement that she believed to be true.

"I don't think I'm coming back." Allison said.

Vanna didn't want to hear this. This needed to end before it was started. She wasn't going to allow Allison to be sacrificed for nothing.

"I won't allow this." Vanna said. "I'll speak with my mother at once."

Allison was a little scared but she was content. This was more than about her. This was about the future.

"No, Vanna." Allison said. "I don't really feel afraid. I feel I'm about to welcome my fate…. It is hard to explain. I was meant to do this. This is something I need to do."

Allison knew this was her destiny. Her life's journey seemed to lead her to this finale. How else could it be explained? This was her third timeline. She'd cheated death in all of them.

Vanna could see Allison was serious. She was resigned to do this.

"Please, Allison, NO." Vanna pleaded. "I love you."

Allison wanted Vanna to accept her choice and whatever followed. Vanna would need to do that to move forward with her life.

"Sometimes when you love someone, you need to let them go." Allison said. "I HAVE to do this. I know you understand."

The two women held each other in a long embrace. They softly said all the things they wanted to say to each other. Even some things they'd wanted to say before but never did. The time never seemed right. Now the time was gone. It looked like everything was about to be gone.

Allison left Vanna sobbing and searched out Jesse and shared the same scene with her. She wasn't worried about herself, she was worried about Vanna.

"Please always be there for her." Allison said to Jesse. "Vanna will need you more than ever now."

Jesse felt a sense of doom. She refused to accept it. This wasn't over.

"I will be." Jesse said. "You'll return to her and me. Cameron will make it happen."

Vanna regained some composure and joined them. The three girls all shared a tender moment. It was some of the most gently touching and kissing any of them ever shared. The love was laced with tears.

Allison tried to give them some hope.

"I'll be back." Allison said and walked away from the two sobbing girls.

She didn't believe it. She knew she would be killed. She could feel it…. She was ready. How long did she want to live anyway?

The future called to her. It was time to pay The Piper.

Mrs. Weaver finished with her 'clean up'. All suspected Grays and collaborators were now terminated. She staged everything to look like an accident or a fight between two people. She didn't want to raise any suspicions. She especially didn't want it to look like Metal was involved. She wanted these people out of the way to lessen the problems on the backside of the operation.

Mrs. Weaver returned and also watched the interaction between the girls. She wanted that physical experience more than anything now. To have Allison touch her would be so special. Each girl was different in the way they reacted and responded to each other. Each of the girls sought out different pleasures. She planned to experience them all with each girl, even Vanna.

In this timeline Mrs. Weaver was alone. It seemed to be the same way in every timeline….

She wanted to be loved and wanted. Being superior came with the price of being lonely. She wanted it both ways.

Your Worst Nightmare

When we search for the one
That we want to hold dear
We hope to find a friend who is sincere
We want them to be our peer

Soon enough as time passes by
They may begin to leer
They might even jeer
They've certainly become cavalier

Why and how that happens
Is never ever clear
What is the need to smear
As they become a puppeteer

We'd like them to be honest
In a loving atmosphere
As our heart they commandeer
And take away every fear

But not everyone in life
Is who they may first appear
During their staged premier
We only saw the veneer

Into our heart and mind
They soon shove a deadly spear
After we've invited them into our sphere
They soon cause many a tear

We soon hope and pray
They will leave and disappear
When they only take and domineer
They become your worse nightmare

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