The Resistance Base
"Are you sure that he's from the leaf village?" John asked, looking at Obito through a one way window. The files said that Obito Uchiha vanished a few days before Judgment Day, and his body was never found.
"Positive," answered his most loyal soldier, Kyle Reese. Reese was young, though a bit hotheaded at times. But what Reese didn't know is that in a few years time, he would be sent back to protect Sarah Conner, and would become John's father. Conner smiled to himself: The boy had no idea what was in his future.
"…. And the DNA tests came back with a positive match. There is no doubt that this guy," Reese continued pointing at the Uchiha, "is the real deal."
John furrowed his brow in puzzlement, pacing across the room for a few minutes. Finally, he stopped and turned back to Kyle. "Go back and ask him a few more questions. Something doesn't feel right."
Kyle suddenly froze. "I….. don't think I can do that sir." Conner rolled his eyes in exasperation.
"And why not?" he asked.
"Because he's not there."
John whirled around and saw an empty room, with no prisoner. "Sound the alarm!" John yelled, wrenching a door open, "He cannot escape!"
Running down a hall, Conner saw his captive heading for an adjacent hallway, pushing past soldiers with desperation.
"Stop him!" John yelled, and one of the soldiers acted, pulling out a grenade. The man threw it, and the explosive tumbled through the air, landing right next to Obito. Before the boy could move a muscle, the grenade went off. It tossed the ninja into the air, finally landing near the hanger bay.
Resistance fighter surrounded him weapons raised, their fingers resting on the trigger.
Obito, thinking fast grabbed a resistance fighter, a medic, holding a knife to her throat. In that instant, John saw the boy's face and froze in shock. Obito's face looked like it was split in two: one half looked normal, albeit a little bloody, but the other half was a hideous brown skull. Its shape looked akin to a Terminator's face, but instead of a gunmetal gray color, it was a smooth wooden make. The red eyes, one sharingan and one machine eye, glared at him.
"Don't follow me." He growled, and vanished, along with his hostage in a puff of smoke. Reese ran to John's side, pale as a ghost.
"Sir, what was that?"
John turned to him, " A Terminator made out of wood . . . . and it just took the shinobi medic we recovered from the past."
"Who was it?" Reese asked
"Rin Inuzuka."
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