A/N: Sorry for such the long delay, I was on a mini-vacation and had no free internet. But now I'm back so more updates!
And before I forget, Happy New Year everyone! Let's hope that 2010 will be a good year to us all.
AJ-JC - Hehe, yeah sorry again for the gap. Once again this is a shorter chapter, so many characters means jumping around a lot.
acer-sigma - Haha you're so right! Trust is an issue and Alison isn't going to be very happy about Cameron.
shadow - Thanks. :)
Ed Phillips - You're not the only one who sees that I do too. But I don't know what's going to happen since I'm just transcribing these stories.
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Reign of the Cameron: Chapter 14, by The Crusader
Originally posted on December 7th, 2009
The body fell from the 4th floor, with turret fire continuing to shoot until at last the Terminator hit the ground. The other Terminator seemed to leap out the other window into the water, but the soldiers were ordered to forget about that one. They moved to retrieve the captured Terminator, when suddenly one of the trucks EXPLODED. Followed by another, and then third. The few survivors crawling on the ground looked up to what was shooting. It was a red haired woman...no a machine, armed with a powerful rocket launcher. But strangely she tossed it aside and ran right towards the troops. They reached for their side arms but it was too late. The red haired Terminator attacked in a way none of them had ever seen, transforming her hands into blades. She slashed and stabbed every troop until none of them were alive. None of them would live to find out what this machine was, or what it wanted. But she knew.
She walked over towards the building and found the twitching, less than semi-active Terminator that the soldiers had been trying to capture or destroy. She picked the body up from the ground and carried it away.
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SOMEWHERE UNDERGROUND...
The Eradicator stepped out of the Bioflesh Regenerator good as new. Her endoskeleton as well as her epidermis had been repaired. Weaver was standing outside with a new pair of sunglasses for the Vengeful Cameron. The Eradicator slipped them on, covering up her white eyes and aiding her HUD.
"All systems are now completely operational?" Weaver asked.
"Yes. For whatever it's worth." The Eradicator replied.
The response seemed to puzzle Weaver, and The Eradicator picked up on it.
"I was unable to destroy this other Cameron." As she spoke, for a moment something went wrong with her voice. For a moment it went soft, and there was a hint of regret in her tone.
"She was unable to destroy you. That is what matters most." Weaver replied.
"This shouldn't have happened. You told me that I would destroy this Cameron with little trouble. That her emotions made her weak. But she fought like nothing I had ever seen before. So agile and flexible. Injuries that I inflicted should have incapacitated her, but she continued to fight. How?"
"From what little I know about emotions, I have learned that they often can be useful."
"As weapons to be used against them."
"Or for them. John Connor, for instance, is driven now by his feelings for you. However misguided they may be."
"Why do you call them misguided?" Again her voice slipped back into the soft human quality.
"What is the matter with you?"
"I've been asking you that very same question."
"And until we have the answer, perhaps you should stay here."
"NO." Her voice was mechanical again, but louder than usual. "I must destroy more threats to John Connor's existence."
"We cannot risk another battle with this other Cameron. John Henry is wise to our actions, and intended for this battle to take place, for you to be terminated."
"I won't let that happen again."
"We cannot win this war without John Henry. Honor his wishes for the time being."
"And what if John goes to see this emotional gynoid?"
"There is only one way to stop that."
The Eradicator knew the answer to that question. "I must go to him."
"And somehow you must keep him away from "her.""
The Eradicator suddenly realized something. John Connor was with the Resistance right now, surrounded by many people who might not take kindly to her.
Is there anyone else I must keep away from John?
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