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Baba Yaga's Curse: Friction with the machine

Chapter 3

Hotaru and Beryl were sparring in the middle of the Nevada dessert. Ranma sat on a nearby cooler with a glass of water in his hands. The two girls finished sparring and Ranma said, "Very good, that should get your blood pumping and your chi levels up. I want you to concentrate on that feel your chi and then mask it using the cloth."

Both girls did as Ranma bid, they stood still for a moment and then they each pulled on a large sheet and wrapped it around themselves, but when they were done Ranma could still see them. "I can still see you, you're wrapping your chi around the cloth and then dampening it, but you aren't making it twist the light."

Beryl and Hotaru took the sheets off and tried again, for one moment Hotaru seemed to disappear, but then she was back. "You're almost there Hotaru!" Ranma called out. "You just have to maintain it for a longer period of time and you can't allow any emotions through."

The two tried again and again, but success did not come to them. Ranma called them over to the cooler and handed out cold water. "Good job guys, you tried real hard and you're going to get it soon I can tell."

Beryl sighed and said, "You're being too kind Ranma. Hotaru is much closer to mastering the Goshin Dai Ryü Sei Fu and even so she only did it once for perhaps a few milliseconds."

Hotaru said, "Ranma-san perhaps we should go back to searching the libraries and the internet databases. Perhaps we can find something that details the layouts of these government facilities for you. We may even be able to use money to see if we can not locate someone who is willing to part with such diagrams for a price?"

Ranma mulled it over, after they had arrived in Las Vegas it had seemed like getting money was a snap. Beryl easily trounced other poker players and Hotaru was a genius at predicting small areas that the roulette ball was likely to land on. The money rolled in and they easily paid for hotel rooms, new clothes, a vehicle and even a small apartment. Not much time afterwards they found themselves being asked not to return to one Casino after another. They hadn't cared at the time because they had more than enough money to support themselves and search through the Las Vegas library system, however their search of the libraries vast store of newspapers, periodicals, and journals had turned up no sign of Cyberdyne or any other technology that could be linked to Skynet.

From that point they realized that the project might be a government secret and so they had trained for weeks on end, trying to get the girls up to speed on the power of the Umi Sen Ken techniques in preparation for sneaking into those facilities. Ranma didn't want the girls to admit defeat, but he also wanted to get Skynet and its machines as soon as possible.

Beryl interrupted Ranma's thoughts by saying, "We have do have money Hotaru, but the assistance you speak of will cost us quite a great deal. As I recall it took quite a bit of gold and more to get one of Serenity's loyal guardsmen to give me the plans of the Palace. It is probably the same with the servants of King Clinton."

"That's president Beryl, I think it's like prime minister. He's elected to the position by the populace."

Hotaru piped in and said, "Yes, that's right I read it in one of the books they had in the library. The people elect their leader every four years."

Beryl looked almost shocked and said, "That's barbaric! I mean come now in the future everyone respected and obeyed Ranma here. I just figured that after the war was over he would be king and everyone would live under his rule. Oh it wouldn't have been perfect and idyllic, but goodness the very idea of allowing everyone to vote…"

Beryl looked almost ill at that thought and Ranma's voice took a serious tone as he said, "Those are the same people we're here to protect."

Beryl looked at him and said, "Of course I understand your code. I learned it by watching you. Protect the weak, defend the defenseless and use your power to do what is right. That has nothing to do with allowing everyone to actually have a say in the government. I mean really if it took me so long to understand what is good and bad, imagine how hard it must be for everyone else…"

Ranma laughed and said, "I wouldn't worry about it too much Beryl it seems to work most of the time, besides with a monarchy you run the risk of getting people like Queen Serenity or worse."

Beryl was cowed by that and she said softly, "Like me. With a monarchy you can get people like I used to be, megalomaniacs with delusions of grandeur. I'm sorry about that Ranma I wasn't really thinking."

Ranma walked close and touched Beryl's shoulder saying, "Ah you didn't really mean anything by it. You're just so used to one system that you never thought of any other."

Beryl twisted around and pulled him into a deep embrace. She placed her lips close to his ear and whispered, "That and I think you would make a perfect King Ranma. You are noble, honorable, and so much more. Say the words and I would be your queen."

Another body came behind him and pressed itself close to him and a different voice whispered softly in his ear as well, "Go ahead Ranma say the words. Tell us both what you feel."

Ranma shivered with desire as two sets of lips breathed slow and easy breaths onto his neck and the bodies of two women pressed themselves closer to him. Time seemed to slow down and he could feel every curve that was pressed against him he was conscious of twin hearts beating rapidly in two people's chests as if in anticipation. His own throat had gone dry and he felt as if his own heart would leap out of his chest. He closed his eyes and tried to think was there a reason anymore? Was there an Akane out there waiting for his return and apologetic for ever doubting him or was that just a dream, a dream born on a single smile so long ago. He felt it all in a moment of perfect clarity he knew how he felt about these two girls and he knew that Akane was just a dream a small piece of his past that paled in comparison to the present.

Ranma opened his mouth, cleared his throat and tried to say exactly what he felt. "I uh, it's that and you well so um." The moment of clarity and perfection tumbled away and crashed into a thousand pieces as his mouth betrayed him. He continued to babble incoherently until Beryl and Hotaru let go of their embrace and stepped back. The two girls smiled and laughed. Hotaru said, "Ranma-san he never changes does he?"

Beryl smiled a secret smile and said, "Someday Hotaru, someday he will and when he does we will be here waiting. Now come we have to pack up the car." She stepped away and started gathering their supplies. Hotaru assisted and soon their small vehicle was packed and ready. By the time they all got in the car the topic of conversation had changed back to their plans and how to carry them out.

Ranma said, "No matter what I'm not letting you guys stop practicing these techniques. The twin arts of the Umi Sen Ken and Yama Sen Ken were originally forbidden techniques, but without them I would not have won a number of battles. I want you to know them as well."

Hotaru and Beryl agreed to continue a daily training regimen and Beryl said, "Still it will have to be only some few hours a day as I need to use my skills to try and scope out possible defectors who are willing to sell us the secrets of Sector Zero, I mean Cheyenne Mountain and any other secret facilities. In the meantime Hotaru will teach you how to read a roulette wheel and then she will assist me while a certain red-head will get us some more money."

General Blackstone smiled as he looked at a very detailed picture in his hands. On it was a male Japanese youth with his black hair done up in a single braid. The boy in the picture had apparently been winning large sums of money in the Vegas casinos along with two other women. The boy and his companions had been turned out of all the casinos. The general picked up a picture of a vibrant red haired girl and smiled again. Not more than a week or so after the boy and his two companions had been turned out the girl in the picture had started coming into the casinos and winning as well, plus she had obviously been meeting the black haired boy in the rest rooms.

The general looked held a phone close to his ear and said, "So, Lieutenant Smith, tell me do you think that these might actually be the people who were at our base?"

The young man on the other side of the line paused as if in thought and then he said, "I am not sure about the three girls sir, but the man calling himself Ranma Taya is definitely the same man who appeared in the conference room and attacked you sir. As I'm sure you know we did get a palm print off him and I sent it in for analysis. The lab just called me and confirmed that two fingers on it are a positive match for the prints that were left on your gun sir."

The general nodded and said, "Yes that certainly does put him at the scene doesn't it?" He glanced at a report on his desk and said, "There is one additional piece in our puzzle. He does not exist and neither do these other people. I did some checking for myself and there is no record of a Ranma Taya, a Hotaru Tomoe, or a Beryl Terra. As far as the Japanese government or any other government on earth cares these people do not exist."

The general smiled again and said, "Do you know what that means soldier?"

"No, sir!"

"It means that you and your team will find this Ranma Taya and bring him here for questions as to the nature of his female companions and their mission. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

The general smiled and said, "Mr. Smith I want you to remember that this subject is to be considered armed and very dangerous even if he has no weapons. Use any and all means available to bring him down, but do not kill him is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Very well, dismissed." The General hung up the phone and stared at the pictures once again saying, "You little snot nosed punk! I'll capture you and you will tell me everything you know. By the time I'm done with you, you will beg to tell me how you got in here and once that happens no one will ever mutter about General Blackstone's security leak ever again."

The young lieutenant turned towards his teammates and said, "Alright airmen, we have a new mission. We are to retrieve Ranma Taya and bring him back to the base. Is Airman Mitchell still watching the Bellagio?"

A young dark skinned man looked back and said, "Yes, sir. He is maintaining position and he saw the young man enter the restroom. According to general pattern he will leave the restroom through an unknown exit and return when the red haired girl returns."

"Very well gather up your equipment and re-outfit with tranq darts and sleeping gas. The general wants this Ranma brought in alive and healthy." Smith finished speaking and briskly packed his own items away while gathering a gun filled with tranquilizer darts and three canisters of sleeping gas.

A short period of time later and the unit met up with a brown haired man sitting at the bar of the Bellagio hotel and casino. The lieutenant sat next to him and whispered, "Report."

"She's still out there on the Roulette wheel, but it looks like the heavy's will be out here soon asking her to leave. She'll probably be going to the bathroom and joining up with Ranma right about now."

Just as the young airman reported his findings Ranma did indeed step away from the Roulette wheel and she walked towards the men's room. Once she was inside the lieutenant said, "Alright let's move in." He walked casually over to the men's restroom and his unit followed behind him.

Inside Ranma had just finished splashing himself with hot water and congratulating himself on a rather decent win for the day when the door opened. He didn't think much about it as a young blonde haired man stepped in. His danger sense kicked on as four other men followed in close behind him. They all went for weapons in shoulder holsters and Ranma moved.

Lieutenant Smith had just started to pull his weapon out as fast as he could when the black haired man became a blur and then suddenly he was sent flying across the bathroom and into the wall of one of the stalls. He felt something crack and watched in sheer amazement as the two of the Airmen he had brought into the bathroom with him were sent flying as well. Takeshi the third Airman had studied some martial arts and so he had only lost a weapon to the young man's attack. Ranma stepped back from Takeshi and smiled a cocky smile and said, "Not too bad, but no nearly good enough."

Ranma moved again and broke through Takeshi's blocks as if they were tissue paper. Smith watched this and reached to his side grabbing one of the canisters there. He lobbed it towards the battle and it exploded. He pulled on his own mask as gas filled the small room.

Ranma was enjoying himself as he demolished the young martial artist's defenses and slowly took him out, Let him know how badly he's outclassed and then beat him. Why not? Maybe it'll keep any other idiots from trying to mug me. Suddenly he heard a crash and the world was surrounded in white mist. He accidentally let some get into his lungs, but after that he was able to keep from breathing anymore in. His head was slightly woozy as he backed away from the mist. He reached the back wall, but it was not far enough. The mist had completely filled the room and the only exit was the one he had just retreated from. He moved back in that direction, but by the time he got there he saw that the three soldiers he had first sent flying were standing there with strange goggles and gas masks on. On the floor next to them was the body of the martial artist that Ranma had defeated.

One of the men tossed another cylinder to the ground and Ranma couldn't see them at all anymore. He felt a stinging sensation on his arm and then another. He realized how much trouble he was in, and tried to concentrate on his transformation. It wouldn't come and so he reached for his transformation pen, but his memory failed him and he couldn't quite remember where it was. Changing tactics he desperately scrabbled at the closest sink trying to turn it on knowing that in female form he wouldn't need to hold the pen in his hand. He swore that he could hear water running just as the darkness claimed him completely.

He woke up in darkness.He felt cool metal against his wrists and more on his ankles. He stood up and got out of what he assumed was a very small cot. Once standing he was tempted to simply break the handcuffs and ankle cuffs that bound him, but realized that until he knew more it would not be a good idea. Instead he put his hands along the walls and felt cool solid metal. He paced along the walls measuring the cell and came up with an idea of the room's dimensions. It was about five feet by five feet including the cot. He sighed and sat back down on the cot trying to figure out his next move. I could transform and leave. He grouped in his pockets searching for the transformation pen and came up with nothing.

Okay that's out, so what now? Maybe the best option is to wait it out and see what's happening here. I'll figure something out from there. I always do. Ranma finished that thought and then rolled back onto the cot and closed his eyes. He woke up again when a light came on and the door opened. Two men were standing in the doorway with automatic rifles pointed at him. A third man walked between them and said, "The General would like to speak with you."

Ranma hopped out of the cot and one of the soldiers cleared his weapon. Ranma held his arms out with the cuff showing and said, "Whoa there big guy, I ain't gonna hurt ya." The man just grunted.

The third man who was of slighter build and wearing a fancier uniform ignored the exchange and said, "Just come with us Mr. Taya."

He stepped out and Ranma followed close behind the man, with the big bruisers following a short distance behind him. They all reached a doorway and the third man opened it. Inside was a different room with a desk and two chairs in it. The man gestured and said, "Have a seat. The general will be with you shortly."

Ranma sat down and the man left. The two guards, however stayed behind each of them keeping their eyes and weapons directly on Ranma. The young martial artist snorted at them and put his feet up onto the table shackles and all. He leaned back at an almost precarious angle and shut his eyes once more.

He hadn't gone to sleep this time, but when the door opened again he pretended as if he had done so. The chair across from his slid and he could hear a man sitting down. A hand reached towards his foot and gave it a good push. Ranma allowed his chair to fall to the floor. With a loud crash he fell and then he pretended to sputter to wakefulness with a cry of, "What did ya do that for!"

Ranma stood easily, gathered his chair and waited to see if the man sitting at the table would rise to his bait. The man said nothing and so Ranma sat back in his chair and looked at him with angry eyes. Eyes that Akane would have recognized at once, "You big jerk what's the idea of doing that to me and why am I here?"

The older grey haired man was trim and fit for his age. He stared at Ranma with fire in his green eyes and said, "Who do you work for?"

Ranma smiled and decided to go with the truth, "Myself I guess. All of humanity if you're looking at the big picture."

The General did not seem pleased. "Why were you infiltrating this base?"

Ranma shrugged and said, "It was an accident I didn't think anyone would be here really."

The General growled and said, "The Japanese government denies any knowledge of your existence. You could be lost in here forever and no one would shed a single tear. We could torture you and the Red Cross would never know. Now, make it easy on yourself and start answering my questions. Who do you work for?"

Ranma looked at him and said, "Didncha' already ask that question?"

The General ignored that answer pulled out three photographs and shoved them under Ranma's nose. "Do you know these people? Are they your allies?"

Ranma looked down at them and saw pictures of himself and Beryl as Sailor Senshi. The third picture was a grainy picture of Sailor Saturn. He pointed to it and said, "I don't know anyone who looks like a bug that got in the way of the camera."

Blackstone looked at him and said, "We know you were here. We have fingerprints that prove you were in the room when these three figures destroyed part of our facility. So, don't play games with me!"

The General pulled out three more photos of Ranma in his female form as well as one each of Beryl and Hotaru in their own civilian disguises. "Are these three women your accomplices?"

Ranma smirked and said, "Never seen 'em before."

The General stood up and said, "Take him back to his cell."

The guards grabbed Ranma's shoulders and he was just about to fight back when he saw the camera and the strange holes all throughout the room. Gas I bet, same as they used in the restroom I can't make it out of here just right now. Later, later I can use the Umi Sen Ken, but not now. He allowed himself to be taken out of the room. The guards dragged him to his cell with the General watching from behind. As they came close to the cell Ranma noticed more and more surveillance equipment as well as the holes in the walls. He cursed to himself and allowed them to take him into the cell. The General walked to the door and said, "Next time you'll talk young man I guarantee it."

Ranma sat on his cot and started to remove his ankle cuffs, when suddenly a bright light went on in the room and an alarm sounded. Gas filled the chamber and he was about to hold his breath, but he realized that he would not be able to escape this way and so he breathe din and slumber came to him.

Some time later Ranma woke up in an uncomfortable chair with a vaguely familiar table next to it and another chair across from him without an occupant. A bright light was shining in his eyes and a pasty faced man with a lab coat was looking at him. The man said, "Ah hello I am Dr. Verdant I am here to help conduct your second interview. Please make yourself as comfortable as possible."

Ranma moved his hands and felt large metal clamps over them. His legs had the same thing and he smiled wanly at the doctor saying, "I would, but some jerk put these clamps on my arms and legs. Maybe you could help me out by taking them off?"

"Alas that will not be possible, please try to be as comfortable as possible until the general arrives after that," the man paused and then said, "Well after that you are going to be rather uncomfortable as long as you refuse to answer any questions."

Ranma rolled his eyes and then an idea came to him, "Hey could I have a drink of cold water?"

The doctor nodded and said, "Yes, I suppose that can be arranged." He stepped away and the sounds of a faucet running could be heard. The doctor came back with a large cup full of water and tilted it towards Ranma's mouth and he took a small drink.

Ranma smiled and said, "Could you just put it on the table there. I might get thirsty later."

The doctor complied with Ranma's request and then a door in the room opened. Ranma couldn't see who had come in, but he had a pretty good guess. His guess was confirmed when General Blackstone sat down across from Ranma and said, "This time I expect some answers."

Ranma rolled his eyes and the General said, "Who are you?"

"I call my self Ranma Taya."

"Who do you work for?"

Ranma smiled and said, "The human resistance, I've been sent back in time to prevent the destruction of humanity."

The General shouted, "Don't play games with me!" he made a motion and suddenly Ranma's world was filled with horrible pain. He gritted his teeth and waded through the pain.

When it was over Ranma was panting and the General said, "Tell me, who are these girls that you traveled here with? What type of technology did they use."

Ranma looked at the man and said, "They are called Sailor Senshi and they use mana from celestial bodies to power their magics. In addition they each have a piece of a powerful artifact grafted into them and have been learning to use its powers."

Blackstone scoffed and made a gesture. Ranma felt the pain fill him again, this time when it was over he saw the General holding out a small pen. On it was emblazoned the symbol of Sol. Ranma could almost feel its power calling to him. "What is this device. I have had top researchers examining it and no one can tell me what it is or how it works. Tell me what it is."

Ranma whispered softly so that the man could not hear him. Blackstone moved closer and said, "It's okay, tell me and we will let you go. Those girls can't help you here, but if you cooperate we can make it all go away."

The pen was so close, just a few centimeters away. Ranma sent a small blast of chi at the cup of water and it fell into his lap. The change washed over him and he was smaller than he had been. One hand easily slipped out of the metal restraint and grabbed the pen in the General's hand. Ranma spoke with a powerful almost divine voice, "Sol Eternal Makeup!"

Plasma exploded out from the pen deeply burning the General's hand and forcing him to let go of the pen. The chair Ranma had been in was consumed by the power of the sun and as Ranma transformed the plasma fried cameras and melted gas injection nozzles. When the transformation finished a large electromagnetic pulse slammed throughout the building. The lights in the room went and instead of a black haired young man the room now contained a fiery Red haired girl glowing with the power of the sun. The two guards took aim at her glowing form and fired their automatic rifles, but the bullets seemed to melt away before they even touched the girl, then she was on them. She crushed their weapons in her fiery hands and then knocked them out. The General was staring at her from across the room cradling his burned hand. He looked at her with true fear in his eyes as he said, "Who are you?"

She looked at him saying, "I am Sailor Sol, my given task is to watch over everything in this solar system, to guard it from all evil." A deadly flame came inter her blue eyes. "You have committed evil upon my person and are determined to do more. Where is the information you have gained one me and my associates?"

Blackstone found some courage and refused to speak. A blast of superheated plasma burned a hole in the wall next to his face and he said, "The file is on the table."

The table burned away with a single gesture and Sailor Sol said, "Is there any more?"

The General shook his head and the lights in the room powered up again and the door started to open. Sol gestured again and superheated plasma melted the knob and fused the metal door to the jam. She then stared at the General and said, "I expect that you will no longer try to follow me or my allies. Do you understand?"

Blackstone nodded and the girl disappeared in a bright flash of sunlight. When she was gone he held onto his hammering heart and waited for rescue. It took some hours for a team to cut the door open and by the time they were done he had gone from being scared to being sad and depressed. As the marines came in with lieutenant smith he said glumly, "Report."

The young man said, "Sir, the power is back up and all systems seem to be functioning. The research teams report that it will take some time to determine the extent of data loss due to the electromagnetic pulse."

Blackstone sighed and looked at the remains of the table and the information folder in the room, "What do we have left on Ranma Taya?"

Smith said, "We still have the fingerprints sir and a name anything else was in the folder."

The general rubbed his temples and said, "Very well lieutenant, dismissed." He then walked out of the room and to his own office. Aids and other items demanded his attention, but he dismissed them all and closed the door of his room. He sat down at his desk and opened a drawer pulling out a bottle of single malt whiskey. He sadly examined its amber glow for a moment and looked at the phone. He picked up the phone's receiver and dialed a number. As he dialed he smiled wanly, held the whiskey up again and said, "Here's to an early retirement."

Sailor Sol appeared in her apartment and cursed to herself she then said, "Damn it if we'd only had somewhere else we had known we could have teleported there. Even if we had come to the past in that room we could have just disappeared." She hit a wall in anger and then was surprised as a very worried looking Hotaru and Beryl slammed into her. She barely dropped her plasma shield as the two girls latched on to her and said simultaneously, "Where have you been?"

Sol said, "I got captured by some guys from that military base we showed up in. It's taken care of for now, but I don't know how much that really is. I scared them real bad, but still we may need to start using our disguise magic for our normal forms."

Beryl and Hotaru nodded in agreement and Sol transformed herself into her male form. He said, "More importantly even though we've gotten to the point where we can wield our magic well enough to transform instantaneously if necessary, no transformation is possible at all without the pens."

Hotaru and Beryl patted themselves and made sure that the items were secure. Ranma smiled and said, "So how long have I been gone then?"

Beryl answered, "You went missing early yesterday morning. We didn't realize it until you missed our rendezvous at the library. We took quite some time searching the casino's and realized that you weren't in them either. After that we came home tired and disheartened. Still we were pleased to find out that one of my contacts seems to have panned out and there is a man who works with a group called the FBI. He is willing to sell us information and plans for various facilities in this country. We had planned on meeting him tonight and asking him if he would also be willing to help us locate you."

Ranma nodded and said, "Well, I'm here now and alright, but I don't see why you can't go ahead and meet with this guy. However, I also think we need to take more precautions."

Beryl said, "We shall take a page out of my own history with the Moon Kingdom and be sure that our own identities are secret and that this man is truly what he says he is." Ranma and Hotaru nodded and the three proceeded to use their senshi magic to disguise themselves.

Sometime later a tattooed biker punk and a biker girl walked into a small seedy bar. The two sat in a dimly lit corner of the room and then a third middle aged working class woman walked into the bar and sat near the taps. Some time passed and a younger man wearing a biker's outfit, walked into the bar as well. He glanced at the other bikers, walked to their table and sat down. The two bikers at the table introduced themselves as Spike and Cherry. He introduced himself as Wolf and the other two ordered a round of drinks.

Three beers came to the table and after the waitress left Cherry said, "So what do you have for us?"

Wolf licked his lips, took a sip of his beer and said, "I can get you older plans for Cheyenne Mountain and possibly a few other sites."

Spike nodded and said, "The Mountain is good for a first go, when can we have it?"

"I can get them to you in a day or two, but I'll need payment. Say one hundred thousand."

Cherry laughed and said, "Ten."

The two dickered some and came to an agreement on forty thousand dollars. Their business concluded and the man started to get up. As he did so Spike said, "If we like what you bring us we'll have more business for you in the future."

Wolf nodded and said, "I'd like that." He walked out of the bar and the middle aged woman followed after him. Spike and Cherry also left and when they were outside they walked into a small alleyway. There they were met by the middle aged woman. She said, "I followed him out and watched him go to a car. No one met him in it and he drove away."

The bikers nodded and Spike said, "Good job. Let's go home."

Gusoin appeared in San Francisco, he looked around and noted that he was in a large parking structure; it was mostly deserted with few people coming and going, so he sent his powers shooting towards the future. There in the future his powers merged with the Skynet time travel device and performed a feat that would normally have been impossible. A whining sound made itself known and then a rumble, suddenly explosions were heard as twenty three shining balls of energy appeared within the parking structure destroying anything physical that they came in contact with. When the pyrotechnic display was over the forms of twenty naked men could be seen along with three large balls of flesh. The balls of flesh exploded with gore and three more naked people stood in the alleyway.

Gusoin smiled at them and said, "Come my children we need to get you some clothing."

He started walking away and the horde of naked people followed the evil metallic creature into a lavish apartment building that was right next to the parking structure. Once inside they smashed in doors and entered apartments looking for clothing suitable for their forms. By the time they were done the 'Tragedy at Trinity Towers' would make headlines for days to come.

Author's Notes: Interestingly enough one of you figured out that I might be heading in this direction with General Blackstone. Well, he may be finished, but the U.S. government is not. Ranma and his allies will have to deal with the threat from Gusoin and his veritable army of demon ridden terminators, try to find Skynet, and deal with problems posed by other officialsfrom the government.