Chapter 9
Looking around the room, John could tell he and Cameron were at a disadvantage. Even though Cameron could kill all three with her bare hands with ease, she was unarmed and had two shotguns aimed towards her head. Looking at the shotguns, they looked like they had been modified to hold larger and more powerful shotgun shells. One wrong more and Cameron would be gone. Cameron herself, knew that the rounds in the shotguns were the same she used to destroy Cromartie back in Mexico. She also knew that at this range, it would take only one shot from Derek and Jessie to kill her. She stayed absolutely still, he eyes fixed on the shotguns before her.
"Who's is the blood?". Derek had spotted Cameron's Jacket and t-shirt in her hands, covered in Sarah's blood. Cameron didn't answer, afraid that the wrong word would lead to her death with in a second. Jessie took her shotgun and hot Cameron over the head with it, leaving a large cut above her eye. "He asked you a question, now answer it". Cameron smiled slightly before responding. "I don't take orders from traitors like you three, your as bad as the greys". Jessie again raised her gun again to hit Cameron, but was stopped when John fired at fired a shot in to the floor at her feet.
Derek turned on John, who could clearly see a large cut on the side of his head from where John hit him the day before. "You take one more shot at her and I'll…". "Save it Derek, any of you so much as touch her again, I'll kill you". Derek, already red in the face advanced on John, pressing the gun to his face. "JOHN!", Cameron called out, seeing the person she loved with a gun to his face, something she should be in a position to stop happening, scared her more then the shotgun in her face. "Go on, take the shot Derek, wipe out your only chance at surviving, with out me, we all loose, we all die, that's what you've been telling me since we met, prove your point and pull the trigger, go on". Derek stood frozen, his finger on the trigger, ready to take the shot. He slowly backed off away from John.
"I know you have to live John, we all die for you, but we came to get rid of this metal bitch, we wont let hr take over, we wont let her kill hundreds of fighters through you". Derek turned, aimed his shotgun at Cameron and fired. Seeing it coming, Cameron ducked, dodging the shot. John aimed his gun at Derek's leg, firing once. Derek fell to the floor, holding his hand over the wound and moaning in pain. At the same time, Jessie aimed low towards Cameron. Seeing her chance, Cameron turned herself quickly, sticking out her leg. She hit Jessie's lower legs, Taking her off her feet, Jessie's shot also missed, hitting just above where Derek's shot hit the wall. Jessie fell to the floor, Cameron stood up and put her foot on the shotgun, stopping Jessie picking it back up. Riley, who had watched from the sidelines as the situation had got out of control, took aim and fired all seventeen rounds at Cameron's chest.
As she ran out of ammo, Cameron just smirked at her as panic came over Riley, who backed herself against the wall. Cameron raised her foot off the shotgun before bringing it back down with full force, snapping the gun in half, rendering it useless. Leaving Jessie, she marched to Riley. Cameron wanted nothing more then too throw Riley out of the window. Deciding against it, she forcibly took Riley's gun from her as she tried to reload it. John moved forwards to take he shotgun from Derek. Before he could take it, he threw it towards Jessie, who was now sitting up. John could see in slow motion as Jessie primed the gun and aimed it at Cameron. Turning away from Riley, Cameron could see Jessie aiming the gun at her, she closed her eyes, waiting for the blast to hit her. A single gun shot raged through out the house.
Cameron waited for the blast to hit her, but nothing came. Opening her eyes, she saw Jessie lying on the floor, a bullet wound in the head. John felt numb, he had killed again. He hated the feeling of it, all the feelings of killing Sarkissian came flooding back to him the moment he pulled the trigger. He had sworn all his life never to kill another human, but he had now killed two, both to save the people he loved, his mother and now Cameron. Cameron, shocked on how close she had came to death, moved to John. She held her hand out and took hold of his arm, lowering it as he still aimed at Jessie. Riley stood at where Cameron left her, holding her hands over her mouth in horror at what had happened. Derek dragged himself over to Jessie's body, trying to shake her awake.
Cameron had been saved by John twice in one day now. Wrapping her arms around him, she held him tight, as if she were tanking him without words for saving her again. John kept his eyes on Derek, who was still holding a dead Jessie. Derek, anger and hate surging through him, took the shotgun form Jessie's hands. He turned quickly and fired at John, missing him by inches. John and Cameron ran up the stairs as fast as they could, Cameron using herself to shield John as they ran. Derek took shot after shot at them, missing every time. They disappeared at the top of the stairs, causing Derek to scream out at the top of his voice in frustration . Her dragged himself across the floor to the bottom of the stairs, leaving a trail of blood from his wounded leg behind him. He reloaded his shotgun, one shell at a time, getting more angry as he went on.
Running in to Sarah's room, Cameron checked John, making sure he hadn't been hit. "Cameron, I'm fine". She backed off, realising what she was doing. "Sorry". John proceeded to open the drawer under Sarah's bed and took out two pistols, throwing one to Cameron and keeping one for himself. Loading the guns , John went to the door, pressing his ear to it, he could here Derek slowly reloading his gun. Cameron, noticing Sarah's eyes had reopened, probably when Riley checked her earlier, closed them again with her fingers. Looking out of the window, she saw someone walking towards the house, switching quickly to her hud view, she scanned him and found he was a T triple eight. "John, we've got a problem". "I know, my uncle's sort of pissed off because I shot his girlfriend". Cameron shot him a quick look before turning back to the window. "Theirs a T triple eight in front of the house, no, theirs two".
A second person came in to view and took his place next to the first as they observed the house. John walked over to the window, thinking and hoping it was Cameron's idea of a bad joke. Seeing them their himself, he groaned in frustration on how far the day had got out of control. They had two problems now, two T triple eights and Derek. "John, you bastard, I don't care what happens, I'll kill you, you and that metal bitch". Derek, unable to walk on his leg, dragged himself up the stairs, one step at a time. The T triple eights outside the house heard him and began to advance on the house side by side. Cameron, without thinking, opened the window and jumped out with out another word. "Cameron!". She landed on top of the two T triple eights, sending them both to the floor. John could only watch for a few seconds before turning around to face Derek, who had now reached Sarah's room. John, didn't want to kill his uncle as he was his only family left charged at him, sending them both to the floor, dropping their guns.
Cameron, got up quickly, the T triple eight closest to her tried to get up also, but Cameron, kicked him in the face, sending him back to the ground. The second T triple eight, sitting up, took out a pistol and emptied it in to Cameron's back. Cameron tuning around as it reloaded the gun, grabbed the machine and threw it as hard as she could , in to the shed, disappearing through the wall of the shed. The other machine took his chance, standing up, he and Cameron engaged in a vicious hand on hand fight. Tearing large chucks of skin from each others faces. Cameron quickly realised that this fight was going the same way as her fight with the T triple eight in the woods that tried to kill the fields family.
If Cameron didn't back down, she would be rendered offline again. Cameron also knew that if she did back down, John would be in danger with more or less no chance to escape. Knowing the man she loved would die if she failed, she rose her arm up and drove it in to the T triple eights throat, tearing through its skin. Taking hold of its metal endoskeleton, Cameron proceeded to snap it in half. The T triple eight raised both its arms and grabbed Cameron, trying to throw her off him. A snapping sound was heard, followed by the shuddering of the machine before it fell to the ground. Power cut off from its CPU, the machine remained still on the ground.
Before she could do anything else, Cameron was thrown to the floor by the other T triple eight. The machine stood over her, placing its foot on her throat. Cameron didn't move, just looking up at the machine holding her in place. The machine looked at the remains of the other machine before looking back at Cameron. "Why have you here?, why is John Connor still alive?". Cameron tired to move the machine foot from her with no success. "You have been reprogrammed, you were designed to get close to John Connor and terminate him, you have failed your mission". Cameron knew that the machine expected her to shut down upon his words. Machines were programmed to shut down if their missions failed. Cameron smiled at the machine as its face showed its disappointment. "Your self aware, and you shall be terminated". It raised its foot, intending to smash Cameron's in two.
Cameron rolled out of the way, knocking the machine off its feet. Running for the house, the machine behind her, Cameron ran through the front door, she ran right through the house in to the kitchen. Taking out a knife from the drawer, she turned to face the machine, but was thrown through the wall, landing next to Jessie's body. The sounds of gunshots rang from upstairs. Before she could move, the T triple eight stood over her. The machine took the knife from her and stabbed her in the head, near her CPU port, cutting through her skin so he could get her ship out. Cameron, panicking, tired to get the machine off her, but try as she might, she couldn't kick or punch the machine off her. Her port was opened and her chip exposed. A grin came over the machines face as he took out Cameron's chip. "JOHN! HELP!". Her eyes went still as her chip was removed.
John, diving in to Derek throwing both of them against the wall. Derek being physically bigger then John, moved on top of him and repeatedly punched him in the face, breaking his nose. John could barely hear the gunshots though the pain in his nose. John, unable to move under Derek's weight, raised his hand and grabbed Derek's leg. Following the blood flow, he found Derek's wound and pressed his finger inside. Derek, screaming in pain, was distracted long enough for John to force Derek off him. Getting up, John dived for his gun. Derek managed to grabbed John's legs mid jump, before climbing over John, wrapping his arms around his neck. He began putting pressure on John's throat, who gasped for air. "You bastard, why did you kill her?, we came for the metal, just that fucking tin can, but you, you put a machine before us again, I'll kill you".
John's gasped for breath as Derek suffocated him. John could feel his heart pounding as his body demanded oxygen. A large sound came from downstairs, as if something or someone was tearing the place apart. The sound distracted Derek for a moment. John, using all his might, rose his head back as fast as he could, hitting Derek in the nose and breaking it in turn. Derek fell back in pain, allowing John to breath. Crawling forwards, he grabbed his pistol and turned. Without any thought, he aimed at Derek and fired four times hitting him in the chest. Derek didn't move at first, he was still, shocked at being shot. He gradually fell to his side and moved no more.
The pain of killing his uncle surged through John for only seconds until he heard, "JOHN! HELP!", from downstairs. Getting off the floor, he ignored the pain of his broken nose and stepped over Derek, dropping his pistol and taking Derek's shotgun. He charges as fast as he could downstairs, almost falling as he went. He found Cameron lying on the floor motionless, a large part of her skin was hanging off her head, exposing a gap with once housed her CPU. Standing over her, holding her chip in his hand, was the T triple eight that had overpowered her. Spotting John, he advanced on him but stopped the moment John raised the shotgun. John fired, hitting it between the eyes. He fired again and again and again at its head. The machine fell back on to the floor. Stepping forwards, John fired the last time in to the machine's head, before dropping the gun. John bend down and opened the machines hand, picking up Cameron's chip. Examining it, he sighed in relieve as the chip had no damage. John stepped over the machine, which was made easier that because it looked like it was never given a head when it was build after John's finished with it.
Sitting down, he rested Cameron's head on his lap while he tried to position her head so he could put her chip back. Right before he put the chip back, he noticed somebody watching him. Looking up, Riley was standing in the kitchen doorway, aiming her pistol at John. Tears were falling down her cheeks. "Look at what you've done, you killed her, why did you kill her?, you've turned against us, your no better then the machines". "It was either Jessie or Cameron, I chose Cameron". John edged Cameron's chip back in to place, he could see Cameron's eye twitch slightly, showing she was waking up again. "How can you choose her, you just can't, its us or her John, we've made that clear".
"And I've made myself clear, I choose her". Riley, now aiming at his head, took a step forward. "I love you John, we all do, but you've killed Jessie, you killed Derek, I've got nothing left". She pulled the trigger. Cameron, listening to their conversation with out moving, moved her arm to John's chest, forcing his back. The bullet missed him as he fell. Cameron stood up and marched towards Riley. Riley backed off, only stopping when she hit the door fame in to the kitchen. Cameron stopped right in front of her, Riley's gun pressing in to her chest. Cameron stared in to the eyes of her rival, the one person she had really wanted to kill. She wanted more and more as she stared to raising her hands and break Riley's neck. "Cameron, let her go, just leave her". John was back on his feet, wiping the blood from his face. Cameron slowly backed off away from her. "Just go before I change my mind". Leaving a shocked Riley by the door, Cameron turned and fell in to John's arms. "Your not fighting terminator's by yourself again". Cameron laughed softly in to his shoulder, holding John tighter. Watching the two together, Riley turned to her gun in her hand. "I hope you two are happy". She raised her gun to her head. "RILEY, NO!". Too late, Riley pulled the trigger and she fell to the floor, lying still next to Jessie.