Terminator: Return of the Fallen
Part III
"Who's Allison?"
"Allison was a soldier in the Resistance. She joined our unit shortly after you....you..."
"Left".
"Exactly. I can't understand what she is doing here".
"I can't understand what any of us are doing here, Reese. But it said on the news that she is in jail, so we need to go bust her out of there now. By the way, why does she look like Cameron? Where you two friends or something?"
"I killed her and took her place".
"Ok, and you are a good guy because....?"
"I kill Terminators".
"You killed a Resistance soldier and replaced her! That is not a good thing to do!" Cameron just shrugs her shoulders. Then Catherine comes up with a plan to save our doomed soldier.
"Here is what we going to do: Charley and I are going to free Allison. Everyone else, stay put and let us handle this".
"Why are you and I taking on this mission alone?"
"I can look like anyone I want to and you are nearly immune to death. You are also a fellow Resistance soldier, so you can relate to Allison. She will trust you. Get in the car, TERMINATORS ASSEMBLE!"
"I can't believe you remembered that". Sarah starts to look at me funny.
"Remembered what?"
"It's nothing Sarah, just leave it".
"Charley used to read comic books when he was younger. His favourite were the Avengers and their tagline was Avengers Assemble. One time, he found an old Avengers comic in the rubble and gave it to me as a present. I still have that issue".
"You do?"
"I found one in mint condition and gave it to John Henry. He collects them too. Now come on, let's go rescue a Resistance soldier".
We drive for a while in near silence. I don't know if Catherine wanted to talk, but I was too busy looking out the window. Los Angeles is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Granted, I haven't seen a real city in many, many years. When we reach the jail, Catherine waits in the car while I try to gain access to Allison. The officer at the desk is a stereotypical, overweight donut-munching cop. He probably hasn't left his desk in years.
"Hello, I'm here to see Allison".
"Excuse me".
"Oh, I'm sorry. I meant to say, I am looking for Sarah Connor!" Everyone in the Resistance has heard the story of how a T-800 attacked a police station looking for Sarah Connor. This is a bit of an inside joke, which is probably going to confuse the hell out of the cop. Then some twerp with glasses walks out.
"So am I. The Bureau has a few questions for Ms. Connor. How are you connected with her?"
"What are you?"
"I am a Federal Agent. What are you?"
"I'm a Terminator. Prepare to die!"
I have no idea why, but I punch through the glass divider. It shatters into a million pieces. The fat cop and the FBI twerp scream and pull out their weapons. They start yelling at me to put by hands behind my head and lie down on the floor.
"Shut up, and open the door you annoying little man".
"Last warning, put your hands behind your head and lie down on the ground".
"Option B: I'm going to rip that door down and grab the Resistance Soldier. Thank you for not cooperating, I will kill you later".
They shoot me in the head. Then they shoot me again, and they keep shooting until they are out of ammunition. If their jaws could hit the floor, they would have. They just stand there, and despite knowing that they are cops, I really want to kill them. I pull the door of its hinges and throw it at the fat cop. The impact cuts the fat bastard in half.
"I was only joking before. But I can still feel pain, and I am really, really pissed off right now. That's it, run screaming you twerp. I WILL KILL YOU!"
I run through the jail, and more guards pop out and shoot me. They fire shotguns, pistols, and even a few machine guns at me. I am overcome by rage, and rip through everything in my path. Bones snap, necks break, and skulls are bashed in. More guards arrive to shoot me, and I start to take the guns off of the dead to shoot back. A firefight breaks out through the halls of the jail. The guards shoot me, and I shoot them. The difference is that I don't die, but they are not so lucky.
Once the ammunition runs out, I grab another gun from another corpse and continue to shoot. Another group of guards charge me with automatic weapons. I charge them, break the neck of the first one, and use his gun to shoot the rest. A woman shoots me with me shot gun, I break her arm and grab her pistol.
"P-please! Don't!"
"Asking a machine for mercy is not the smartest move in the world".
"W-w-what are you?"
"Have you ever heard of Sarah Connor and the Terminators?"
"Y-y-yes".
"In that story, I'm not Sarah Connor!"
I shoot her. Someone taps me on the shoulder and I swing at them. It's Catherine! She looks at the carnage that I have unleashed here. I survey the dead, and notice that the little twerp is not among them.
"If I wanted a slaughter, I would have brought Cameron".
"Maybe they deserved it".
"Charley!"
"I mean it. We are fighting for the survival of the human race, and all that they do is get in our way!" I turn towards a surveillance camera and start screaming: "WE ARE TRYING TO SAVE OUR SPECIES AND ALL THAT YOU DO IS HELP THE ENEMY! YOU HARRAS OUR LEADERS AND ARREST OUR SOLDIERS. EVEN SARAH CONNOR, THE MOTHER OF HUMANITY! YOU LOCKED HER UP BECAUSE SHE WAS TRYING TO WARN YOU! YOU AND YOUR SELF RIGHTEOUS BULLSHIT! A WOMAN TRIES TO WARN YOU ABOUT GENOCIDE AND YOU ASSUME SHE IS CRAZY! JOHN CONNOR IS THE SAVIOR OF HUMANITY, AND YOU DISMISS HIM AS A PUNK! YOU ARE ALL USELESS! YOU DESERVE THIS!"
I meant every word that I said. We are facing extinction, and they are hindering our efforts. These stupid, moronic, misguided imbeciles think that anyone that doesn't agree with their narrow minded theories of reality is insane. Fuck them!
"You should at least leave one survivor. Every conqueror in history always left one survivor to terrorize others".
"Or to warn them!"
"What?"
"Come on! I know who our Paul Revere is going to be!"
"Our who?"
I track down the twerp with the glasses. Everyone else that is unfortunate enough to get in my way either receives a broken neck or a bullet in the head. Finally I find the twerp and grab him by the throat.
"You've seen what we can do. More of us are coming. Tell everyone what you saw today! Tell them to prepare! War is coming and from what I've seen, the human race is doomed". I let him go and then start searching for our soldier. Catherine taps me on the arm and says:
"A bit crude, but effective. You got your message across as directly as possible. Good job!"
"Thank you. Women's cells are this way".
I smash down the door to the detention area and begin searching for Allison. We pass cell after cell, each one full of women in orange jumpsuits looking at me. No one pays attention to Catherine; they just stare at the man who is full of bullet holes and still standing. Finally, I find the cell that we are looking for.
"What's her last name?"
"Young"
"Allison Young?"
"No! No, no, GOD NO!"
"I think she knows what we are".
As I pry open the bars to her cell, she backs away screaming. She screams for someone to help her. Catherine, in the calmest voice imaginable, informs her that anyone that could have helped her is already dead. Poor Allison runs to her window shrieking for someone, anyone, to save her life. Finally, we are face to face. My face is covered in blood, hers is covered in tears.
"What are you waiting for? JUST GET OVER WITH YOU MOTHER FUCKING MACHINE!"
"Come on, we're leaving".
"STOP TOYING WITH ME! FINISH IT!"
"Something tells me she will not go willingly, Charley". I am amazed at how calm Catherine's voice is.
"I am First Lieutenant Charles Zacks, I fly jets for John Connor".
"Liar! You lying piece of shit! Kill me and get it over with!"
I say one last sentence: "We don't have time for this", before I grab Allison and swing her across my shoulder. She screams, she punches, and she bites. This is very impressive; I have never met anyone that would knowingly bite a Terminator. This girl has as much fighting spirit as John Connor himself. We can definitely use someone like her.
The drive home is considerably more eventful than the drive to the jail. I have a young woman on my lap, struggling like crazy and repeatedly punching me in the face. Catherine sits in the driver's seat, teasing me about keeping my hands to myself. The grand finale arrives when we reach the house and Sarah is standing at the door, waiting for us.
"Are you out of your mind? Footage of your rampage is on every news channel. Everyone in the country is going to know what you look like".
"Did they show me getting shot?"
"What does that matter?"
"Did they show me getting shot?"
Sarah takes a breath before formulating a response. "They showed the entire security feed. Even the moments when you were shot in the head by automatic weapons are on the national news networks. Not to mention the internet, where they are calling you the unstoppable cop killer. Why did you do it?"
"So everyone could see what we could do".
"We?"
"Terminators! These people have been living with their heads up their asses for years and it's time someone pulled them back out again. It's time they realized that Terminators are real, that they are here, and are nearly impossible to kill. We are at war! It's time everyone else knew about it".
"That is either the craziest thing I have ever heard, or the smartest".
"Either way, they will start working on ways to try and kill Terminators. With a little luck, humanity will be ready when the time comes". Sarah just nods. She does not know if she should agree with me or slap me upside the head.
"Is this her?"
"Yeah! I think she broke my nose. That or a bullet shattered it, I'm not sure which".
Sarah starts laughing. I actually made Sarah Connor laugh. Allison looks as though she is in shock. She has obviously seen the picture that Connor always carried with him. At least I can prove that I'm one of the good guys. Here, in the flesh, is Sarah Connor herself.
"Would you like an introduction, or do you just want to stand there with your mouth open?"
"Hi! I'm Sarah. Welcome to the Safe-House".
"I-I---"
Allison has no idea what she should say. She hides her face and scrunches down near the car. I had always heard that Sarah Connor was an intimidating person to be around, but I never imagined she would be THIS intimidating!
"Allison?" She doesn't move, so I sit beside her.
"Let's try this again. I am Lieutenant Charles Zacks, I fly jets for John Connor".
"Corporal Allison Young, infantry".
"It's nice to meet you Corporal Young. Come one, our C.O. is waiting".
"General Connor? He's here?"
"In a matter of speaking. On your feet, Corporal!"
Allison gets up and starts to walk towards the door with her head hanging down. Sarah looks so confused at this point. I don't know if I should laugh at this situation or recommend Allison for psychiatric counselling. This girl is seriously messed up.
"Am I really that scary to be around?"
"I do not know, so I shall ask. Is Sarah intimidating?" There is no response from Allison. "I asked you a question Corporal!"
"I would rather not answer".
"LIEUTENANT! Remember Corporal, I still outrank you. Now answer the question, is Sarah Connor intimidating?"
"Yes sir, she is intimidating". Sarah begins to laugh.
"Incredible! The girl will fight Terminators with her bare hands, and she finds me intimidating".
"That reminds me, I apologize for biting you Lieutenant"
"She bit you! She actually bit a Terminator. I think I'm starting to like this girl".
"Come on Corporal. Welcome back to the Resistance".
