A/N: Okay before I get started with anything else CK has a message!

He wanted to just let you guys know that there is a reason the first chapters are so short and that most of the other chapters are longer. He described the reasoning really well so it's below.

Message from CK (well the second half of it): These chapters were short because in the comic books: Reign of the Supermen, the first chapter introduced everyone to all the different Supermen. And each segment was very short as they were treated as "Superman sightings." Similarly, the first 4 chapters are "Cameron sightings" if you will.

I couldn't say it better my self! Just hang in there guys.

olischulu - Okay... I kinda failed on my part, yes I suck.

Renderer - Glad you find the story interesting, these chapters have been done for awhile CK has read your message. :)

acer-sigma - good guess (but I still don't exactly know which one is the real one, only time will tell), yeah lol.

Now with that out of the way, on to the story!

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Reign of the Cameron: Chapter 5, by The Crusader

Originally posted on October 12th, 2009

It wasn't working. Usually John was able to forget about Cameron when we worked out. But tonight, no matter how many pushups or pullups he did in his small room, he kept seeing her face. Her battle scarred face, with her deactivated red Terminator eye. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't push that memory away tonight. Perhaps it was that conversation he had with Allison a few hours ago? It certainly made him think about the situation more than he usually let himself. But that's why he walked away. So he could work out and forget about it before the pain became too much for him.

John hit his heavy bag, desperately trying to keep his mind on the punches. He tried to focus on getting the proper power, speed, and angle for each technique. Yet the heartbreaking image kept resurfacing in his head.

"I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry, John. I'm sorry, John."

After awhile, he decided that this memory wasn't going to go away. He wasn't going to ignore it, he was going to use it. John unleashed a wild uncontrollable fury of punches. He put all his rage, his hurt, his fear into it. He screamed at the top of his lungs, unable to stop himself. The sound of his voice was more like an animal's roar. Finally John hit the heavy bag so hard that he knocked it right off the chain. He fell to the ground, completely out of breath. Tears streamed down his face.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. John desperately attempted to pull himself back up on his feet, just like his mother would say: "On your feet soldier." He bit his lip, trying to stop the tears before he reached the door. There was another knock as John finally got himself back up. He struggled to catch his breath as he opened the door and once again lost control of his breathing as he saw who was behind it.

"John? Are you okay? I heard you yelling." She asked.

"I'm FINE." John said, unable to hide the anger in his voice.

He could tell that Allison knew that he was lying, but she seemed to dismiss it for the time being.

"General Reese wants to talk to you."

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John sat in the very tight, musty interrogation room, sitting at a table. While Derek Reese, in this timeline, General Reese, remained standing. He had some kind of written report in his hand.

"Well, I told you that you were gonna be famous. Seems you are already."

"What do you mean?"

"Lee is dead."

John dimly recalled the name of the soldier that held him at gunpoint when he first arrived in this timeline, when Weaver disappeared. The guy was ready to shoot on sight, and would have if not for Derek.

"Did you hear what I said?" Derek asked.

John snapped out of it. "What's it gotta do with me?"

"Drake said that the Terminator who killed him, mentioned you. By name. She said that anyone who threatens you will…"

Derek took a look at his notes.

"…'know the vengeance of Cameron.' That's the girl you've been looking for right?"

John's heart was in his throat. Cameron was out there, but that didn't bring the relief that he hoped for. Not if she was killing a Resistance Fighter, even if she felt it was for his sake. And even worse, what would Derek do if he knew that John was looking for a cyborg, not a human.

"But you said she was a Terminator. Why would I be looking for a Terminator?" John told him.

"Didn't say you were. But this machine is looking for you. Skynet doesn't attack people unless they're important, so what haven't you been telling me?"

"Nothing. I swear."

"You're telling me that this machine is attacking my troops for nothing."

"Thought you said it only killed Lee."

"That's right. But I had another squad that night attacked by a "pretty girl with long brown hair." Dressed pretty weird from what they say. A little different description from what Drake gave me, but it was a Terminator. Two attacks in the same night, both by metal disguised as thin, pretty brunettes."

"Couldn't be a coincidence?"

"It could. Either way, you're gonna have to be careful. Way things look right now with this machine on the loose, and the lack of info you're giving me, I'm afraid I can't let you leave the base."

"But my first mission-"

"Will be postponed. You are dismissed Private Connor."

John protested for as long as Derek would let him, which wasn't very long at all. It was frustrating for John. This was the first lead he had on Cameron since he got here, and now he wasn't allowed to act on it. But he wasn't about to let that stop him. Not when he had his only friend to turn to…

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"I could be shot by a firing squad for this." Allison protested.

She and John met in his room, where they could speak in privacy.

"It wouldn't be the first time you've gone against General Reese." John replied.

"No John. You know I can't let you do this."

"If they find out, it'll be on my head, not yours."

"That's what I mean."

He stopped for a moment, seeing the concern in Cameron's… no… Allison's eyes.

"Even if we succeed and you get out of here, what's going to happen? There are machines all over the place, and some of them are hunting after you."

"If they succeed no one else will have to die because of me."

"And then what about me?" She asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Who's gonna put up with my chatterbox, who's gonna laugh at my stupid jokes, who's gonna…?"

She stopped mid-sentence and began crying. He wanted so badly to reach out and wipe the tears from Cameron's face. Only it wasn't Cameron. He still had to tell himself that.

He handed her a tissue and let her wipe her face. Then she looked at him, and seemed to know she was fighting a losing battle.

"I can't let anything happen to you." She said.

"You know I'm going with or without your help" He replied. "It would just mean a lot to me if you agreed."

She thought for a long time, John got up and walked over to the door. He was going to let her walk out and then he would pack his things before setting out to go find Cameron. Suddenly Allison walked up and stopped him before he could get to the door.

"You're gonna owe me big time." Allison told him.

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A/N: It's a longer! Thanks for reading, hope you liked it.

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