(Disclaimer: All Chapters of this story are the product of my own creation using the characters from the T.V. show Terminator: Sarah Connor Chronicles. I am making no money off it and write solely for my own entertainment)

Supernatural Series: Rinse and Repeat

John walked through the halls of his school armed with a metal bat, a bulletproof vest, his mother's riot guard mask hanging off his hip, and the technique taught to him by Kai. A technique he called "blink".

It had been a simple skill really. Kai said that because he was the product of one parent going back in time to meet the other, John had a limited control over time. Very limited, like jumping roughly one to two seconds back in time. Nothing revolutionary, but it was more than enough to let him fix a mistake. Couple that with the fact that he would be the sole individual capable or remembering the previous outcome and it gave him a cutting edge.

It was true that many mistakes needed more than two seconds to fix, but that was plenty of time to fix a mistake made in the heat of battle. Two seconds could make the difference between taking a hit and dodging a hit, springing a trap or evading one. He could round a corner into a hail of gunfire and evade it by jumping back to the moment he was about to step out. Of course, like any skill, it needed to be refined; polished; perfected.

John rubbed his chest unconsciously as he recalled his "training". Training translating into, "Let god throw rocks at you while you try to avoid them". If only it were that simple. Being divine had perks and one of them was not requiring the use of your arms to throw things. Had he trained with anyone other than Kai, he would have faced one rock at a time. Instead he faced three, then seven, followed by twelve, and eventually ending at thirty. Needless to say, he ended every session with broken bones, lacerations, bruises, a concussion once or twice, and internal bleeding at least four times.

Kai had been a cruel task master, but his training methods were effective. When John had first started learning to blink back in time it had taken his utmost concentration, by the end of his training it became instinctual. It was as natural to him as breathing. As it should be, he had been born with it after all. The instant his brain registered some measure of pain, a single synapse going off unexpectedly and John would blink back and find some way to avoid it.

However, there were exceptions. No matter how well he became at blinking, any instantly fatal strike could and would kill him. Not to mention how taxing consecutive blinks became. It was for that reason John had worn a bulletproof vest and soon enough the riot guard mask. The vest would protect his heart, the mask his brain. Sadly there was very little he could do about the fatigue other than man up.

John stopped outside his classroom door. It was time to set his plan into motion. He sat the bat and mask down just outside the door before knocking.

"Come in," Cromartie responded. He had just been about to start row call.

John stepped in and looked around the class. Cameron's seat was empty. If she was doing as she was told she would sitting in her truck right in front of the school. She had tried asking what he was doing, but John hadn't given her any details. All he said was no matter what she heard, she had to stay in that car and wait for him. He now prayed that she would listen to him.

"Can I help you?" Cromartie asked, his tone impatient.

"I was told to give you a message," John started, pulling out a meticulously folded piece of paper. "Some guy called Connor."

Cromartie snatched the piece of paper from his hand and John quickly made his way back out to the hall much to the rest of the class' confusion. Wasn't he in their class? And who was this Connor person? As the terminator began to unfold the paper the teenage messiah equipped the riot mask and picked up his metal bat. The bat wouldn't do any real damage, but with enough force a well aimed strike to the head would cause a terminator to pause as its systems recovered from the impact. But he also carried it for another reason.

As John took a batter's stance he mentally weighed how smart it was to engage a machine intent on killing you in melee combat. It was true he would most likely have better odds of success delivering the letter then hightailing it the fuck out of there…

John paused. Why hadn't he tried that before?

The answer was simple really. He hadn't known what the requirements were for getting through day two. Now he did. John considered dropping the bat and running, but as quickly as the thought came it vanished. He had months of payback he needed to dish out on Cromartie and dammit! He was going to give that bastard-spawn of cyborg hell what it deserved!

Suddenly the sound of screams erupted from the classroom. Said hell-spawn had drawn his gun and was coming to the door.

"And here we are ladies and gentlemen," Kai's voice echoed out the intercom. John wondered if the anyone could hear the god but doubted it. Kai was an ass, but he wouldn't interfere with a plan he helped bring to fruition. 'It's the bottom of the ninth, bases loaded, full count. The situation seems hopeless, but humanities clutch hitter John Connor is up at bat."

"That's absolutely right, Kai." The god continued, replying to his own commentary. "Connor truly isn't someone to be underestimated. I heard from a reliable source that he got the help of a famous, intelligent, witty, and world-renowned chick-magnet god to coach him."

"Honestly, Kai? Wow, that person sure does sound impressive. Perchance is this chick-magnet anyone I know?"

John rolled his eyes and thought about how big a dumbass Kai was but cut his musings short when he heard the doorknob being turned.

"And the windup."

The door opened and Cromartie stepped into view.

"And the pitch."

John swung his bat. The air was filled with a metal clang as the bat connected with Cromartie's head.

"And it's out of here folks! I don't believe it! And I bet the machines don't either!"

The teenager didn't hesitate. He spun around and dashed away from the stunned terminator. He got ten feet before he pivoted to face the machine with his bat poised in front of his chest. Cromartie for his part quickly raised his pistol and fired. John felt the bullet strike his right shoulder before blinking back to two seconds ago. He then proceeded to shift the bat so that it covered the targeted area. True to form Cromartie fired and once more the sound of metal against metal rang in the air as the bullet hit bat and ricocheted into the wall.

The terminator didn't hesitate before firing again, this time at the boy's heart. John repeated the process of blinking back in time and deflecting the bullet. He felt the slight exertion from blinking back in time to go along with the numbing sensation in his arms caused by the violent vibrations coming off the bat.

"I can't believe what I'm seeing folks! John Connor is deflecting bullets like he's some kind of Jedi!" Kai's commentary continued. "The force is certainly strong with this one!"

John successfully deflected another bullet with a grunt. "Kai! Either help me out or shut the fuck up!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"My, my, my, Kai. I think we're getting under Connor's skin!" The god said seemingly ignoring John whose breathing was steadily growing heavier with each blink and deflection.

"Right you are, Kai. Not even the machines have managed this feat and they're the ones shooting at him!"

"It certainly is impressive, Kai. But let us tread carefully lest we truly draw the enraged attention of John 'Baseball Jedi' Connor."

'That does it!' John thought as he blinked and shifted his stance to avoid another shot. He knew if he didn't give his arms a break he was liable to lose his grip on the bat. 'Next time I see that bastard I'm breaking his knees and shoving his head down a clogged toilet!'

"Good luck with that, John. Getting the drop on a god is pretty hard. We got this whole 'all seeing, all knowing' thing." Kai remarked having heard the teen's thoughts.

Cromartie finished emptying his clip and ejected it to reload giving John a chance to put some more distance between them.

"That was…too much info…Kai." The teen panted as he ran. "I could have…lived easier not…not knowing that gods…watch me…watch me pee."

"No we don't!"

John grinned despite his exhaustion. "I'd believe you…but you got this…'all seeing, all knowing'…thing."

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"…"

"…Dammit!" Kai cursed when he realized he hadn't just set himself up, but also didn't have a good comeback.

John rounded another corner, stopped, and turned around. He could hear Cromartie coming. Thankfully all the students and staff were locked up in their rooms from hearing the gunfire. John took a few quick deep breaths before taking up his batting stance once more. He knew he couldn't outrun the machine. Not in his current state and definitely not without it being stunned. The terminator rounded the corner and the teenager swung, but this time Cromartie was prepared. When the bat was in range the machine grabbed it and brought the gun under John's unprotected chin. John blinked.

Once more the teen found himself in a batter's stance, but this time he crouched low before swinging. Cromartie came around the corner expecting a blow to the head only to register one connecting with his shins. Unable to stop his forward momentum, the terminator fell to the floor.

Never one to let an opportunity pass, John quickly stood back up and slammed the bat against the back of the machine's head. Stunned once more, Cromartie was unable to maintain a firm grip on his gun. John once more seized the opportunity presented to him and kicked the gun as hard as he could down a side hallway before running for the front door.

This was it! He would not get a better chance to escape! John threw the bat down and ripped off his riot mask. The bat was unnecessary weight and despite its protection the mask only had small slits around the sides for air and would restrict how well he could breathe. He knew he wouldn't have to worry about Cromartie. The machine would be busy recovering its gun to chase him down. While he had no doubts about the metal bastard being able to catch him, John knew the gun would make for an easier kill and as far as the machine knew, that was the logical choice.

But as the saying goes, knowledge is power and Cromartie didn't know that John had Cameron and a getaway vehicle prepped and ready just outside. By the time said machine recovered its firearm, John had Van-Damme'd the door leading to the front of the school. As he ran down the front steps, where he encountered the first real snag in his great escape. Cameron was outside of the truck.

"What the fuck are you doing! Get in the truck!" He yelled by now he was running on nothing but adrenaline. He hadn't come this far just to fail because of his overprotective bodyguard.

Seeing her charge in one piece, Cameron complied with his order. Knowing time was of the essence John forsook the passenger's seat for the truck-bed. It wasn't nearly as comfortable, but it also didn't require silly things like opening a door to get in.

"Drive!" He yelled out once more.

John stayed prone in the bed of the truck as he heard Cameron burn rubber. Gun shots rang through the air as Cromartie fired blindly at their truck. John watched the clouds pass by unwilling to expose himself in case the metal piñata had a few more bullets left. As Cameron continued putting distance between them and the school he suppressed the urge to laugh. Phase one of his plan was complete. He was alive, his bodyguard was alive, all the students and faculty should still be alive, and sadly enough so was the metal antichrist. Now came the real challenge. Phase two.

He had to keep Cromartie from killing his mother.

(End of Chapter 8)

There you all go. A timely update. You also got the first glimpse of John's demigod power. Let me say this right now, though. John will continue growing as a demigod, but he will in no way be overpowered. As far as this series is concerned, John skirts the boundary between man and god but he is still human. So his power isn't even a tenth of Kai's nor is it a match for any of the other gods that will show up in this series. I figured I'd say that now in case there were any concerns of John going Gary-Sue.

Anyway as I said a long while back in a previous AN, this story is almost complete. The series itself is far from over as this installment was only meant to introduce you to the characters and concept. Besides there are still plenty of questions that need to be answered like, why are the gods interested in John, what more is he capable of, how did he even come to exist, etc.

I didn't give you another five month delay so please be kind and rewind-err I mean review.