Chapter 1585


Bouncing Rings


Derek, Bob, Kyle and Jim left the interrogation to follow up on the Fanatics. They thought they were the Fanatics because the car blew up when they were stopped by 'metal hail'. The attack was against the car itself, not the occupants. When they realized they were boxed in, they took matters into their own hands. The Fanatics were known for taking poison, or setting off an explosion rather than face surrender or interrogation. They believed they reached 'Ascension' for their 'god' SkyMaster. It was thought SkyMaster was a further future version of Skynet. The people of the future found it somewhere and resurrected it. It did all the same things Skynet did. The Fanatics also believed Terminators were superior beings and were to be worshiped as such.

Bob knew dealing with the Fanatics was tricky.

"We will need to use extreme caution." Bob said.

Derek and Kyle knew the story. There was no need to push it, unless they needed to.

"Let's start out with just a recon and see what turns up." Derek said.

Jim wanted moderation. The Reese brothers weren't supposed to be in combat.

"What we just did earlier wasn't 'just a recon'." Jim said. "There needs to be more restraint and planning."

Bob drove the SUV. Jim was next to him. Kyle and Derek were in the back. They reached the location the car was thought to have come from. It looked like any other building. So did every other building they'd encountered Terminators, Grays, Fanatics, and the anti-Metal faction. A building was always just a building, until it wasn't.

There was a drone at altitude which circled around them in a varying 'figure eight' pattern. It was undetectable. John Henry and CamNet didn't like to take chances.


John Henry used traffic cams to backtrack the car which followed the van. It seemed the van had the building under surveillance for several days. When the van left, the car came out of the building and followed the van.

He knew where Bob's team was at. He thought a warning was in order.

"The Fanatics knew the van was surveilling them." John Henry said. "It's why they followed it when it left."

Bob took it for the warning it was. He didn't plan to draw any attention to them.

"We won't stop where they can see us." Bob said.

John Henry received a message from Summer.

'They may have more than one building in the area.' Summer typed.

John Henry was aware they'd encountered the same thing before as well. He sent them a reminder.

"They may have multiple locations around there." John Henry said. "Somehow they knew the Grays were watching them. Keep it in mind."

One building could be a front for another one. Depending upon what they were doing, they could also have several observation points.


Lena and Tina increased the distance of their tail of the white van. Drones continued to track everything for them.

CamNet was concerned the Grays were trying to provoke a reaction. She was sure some version of Skynet wanted to see what the response would be, and how it would be done. She put another plan into motion. It was clear the men and the black SUV carried some heavy weapons. There hadn't been any in the white van. None had been loaded into it either when it left.

It was clear the ambush which was just sprung was intended for Lena and Tina. She didn't believe the Grays knew it was the two female Terminators specifically. It was clear they wanted to get a hit on another group from the future.

Lena and Tina were to continue their observation of the white van. They were informed the black SUV would be dealt with.

The black SUV drove away from the closed electronics store.

"It looks like things played out a little differently than we thought." The first man said.

"I'm not so sure we're not the cheese in the trap." The second man said.

"Things could have played out a little differently if the gang bangers would have acted earlier." The first man said.

"I'm not so sure there's another group actually stalking us." The second man said.

"Most of the installations have been taken down." The first man said. "It wasn't by gang bangers."

"I don't disagree with you." The second man said. "I'm not so sure what we're doing is the way to get them to show themselves."

"Hey, look up ahead." The first man said.

"I see them." The second man said. "Let me get into the back. I didn't expect there to be action so soon. We just left the white van a few minutes ago."

The black SUV started to take evasive action. They quickly turned onto the first side street. It was a mistake. As soon as they did all four of their tires were shot out. The driver floored it to move the SUV along. There were a dozen more shots and the engine died.

A tongue of flame reached out and landed on the hood of the SUV. There was a second jet of flame which covered the windshield and the roof.

The two Grays inside knew they were in trouble.

"You've got to be kidding me." The first man said.

"Someone has a flamethrower?" The second man asked.

It was clear the SUV was on fire at this point. They could feel the immense heat. The front windshield cracked but didn't implode.

"Why aren't they shooting at us?" The first man asked.

"They want us to burn to death." The second man said.

The two men in the burning black SUV didn't have any choice but to try to get out. They would either fight or run. The burning gel from the flamethrower continued to cling to everything it had touched.

"It's every man for himself." The first man said.

The driver got out.

The passenger needed to make a break for it too. He opened the door and got out as well.

Both of the Grays had a pistol in their hand as they got out of the burning SUV.

The driver tried to move to the back of the SUV for cover. He was hit several times with bullets and fell into the burning gel which was on the pavement. His body thrashed around for a short time as he cried out in agony.

The passenger was even unluckier. As soon as he cleared the door, another tongue of flame reached out and covered him. He became a human torch. A scream emanated from his body as he began to run. He only made it as far as the curb before he tripped on it. He couldn't see where he was going because he was blind at this point as his skin burnt. His eyes were already gone.

There were three men clustered around the man with the flamethrower strapped to his back. They were a little surprised at how effective the flamethrower was. They intended to use it at the next 'rumble' with the rival gang. Earlier, they'd received a tip the rival gang was on their turf. They were ready for them. They heard some gunfire and explosions nearby a few minutes ago. The rival gang showed great disrespect for their territory. It required corrective action. The tip told them where to go just a minute ago.

The four men were a little surprised when objects began to strike them. Two of them fell to the ground immediately. There was a sound like 'metal hail'. The tanks strapped to the back of the one men sparked several times. There was a hissing noise and then the tanks of gel and propellant exploded. All four men were covered with the napalm-like substance from the explosion. The two on the ground thrashed wildly like fish out of water as they began to burn. The two men who'd been standing took off running. It was exactly like the man who'd gotten out of the SUV did.

They didn't go far. They'd each run along opposite sides of the burning SUV. They were towards the rear of it when the fuel tank exploded. It was probably also some of the ordinance inside of it. The explosion knocked both of them to the ground and they flopped around like fish out of water as they burnt like their two associates.

There was no more 'metal hail' as the four men ended their life in agony.

CamNet was very pleased with her marksmanship. Once she saw what her target would be, one of the drones fired a gravity shot of a few rounds.

Lena and Tina watched everything unfold from the drone image. They continued their loose pursuit of the white van. There were still more Grays to take down.


Earlier:

CamNet wanted some insurance for Young Jesse and the 'new girls'. Cammy and Ally were both with them. She didn't want any more 'Cameron' clones there. It was why Camille needed to borrow a chassis.

Camille was currently in Hanna's chassis. It left Hanna in Camille's chassis.

CamNet wanted to use Samantha, Gail or Holly, or at least the use of their chassis, for an assignment.

Gail was with Jesse. Samantha was busy with John. It left Holly since Allison was with Sarah.

Cam, Holly and Camille-Hanna were currently together.

Holly received a message from CamNet. She knew enough to know you didn't say 'no' to CamNet.

Cam could see right away Holly was upset now.

"What's wrong?" Cam asked.

Holly frowned.

"CamNet needs me to go to Las Vegas." Holly said. "She doesn't want another 'Cameron clone' there."

Camille-Hanna pointed at herself.

"I'm proof of it." Camille-Hanna said. "Claire will be pleased I'm in this chassis later on. She's totally in love with Cameron."

Claire was currently with Vanna.

Cam saw it a little differently.

"You look like her daughters." Cam said.

Camille-Hanna smiled.

"Now you're just trying to turn me on." Camille-Hanna said.

Cam looked at Holly's naked figure. She really liked her sheath.

"I'll go." Cam said.

Camille-Hanna pointed at herself again.

"Someone's not listening." Camille-Hanna said.

Cam liked to trade chassis with Gail or Holly when she could. She liked having a nice figure with large breasts. She also liked to trade with Sheila. Her chassis was always 'modified' by Sheila when she got it back. It was why no one wanted to switch chassis with Sheila anymore. Sheila done the same procedure to all of their sheaths. It was a little worrisome until everything regenerated. Sheila always told them females paid good money for the 'Barbie look'. She gave it to them for free.

"I'll switch chips with Holly." Cam said. "Allison would be pleased with my sheath for a while."

Holly always liked to look like 'Allison'. She would borrow a 'Cameron clone' chassis whenever she could. She offered to permanently trade with Cam, Cammy, Camille and even Ally, but Allison wouldn't let her. The four of them were all up to the trade. It seemed everyone liked her sheath.

They actually liked her superior neural network. It provided them all with much more pleasure than they could get with a Skynet chassis. Holly and Gail were created as Restorators. Mrs. Weaver made sure the females were taken care of in a superior way over the female Skynet cyborgs.

She looked down at her naked breasts. They were at least four times the volume of Cam's and Camille-Hanna's breasts. She wanted to look like 'Allison'.

"I'd appreciate it." Holly said. "I won't abuse it or anything. I promise."

Cam smiled. She wanted to make sure plenty of options were open. She planned to make the most of her borrowed chassis.

"I think we can agree to be with any of the females without a problem." Cam said.

Holly smiled.

"It's fine with me." Holly said.

Camille-Hanna planned to be with John in her borrowed chassis.

"What about with John?" Camille-Hanna asked. "I'm going to be with him in this chassis."

Cam and Holly looked at each other.

Cam knew Holly's sheath possessed a superior neural network. It was almost identical to a human's network of nerves. She wanted the experience in Holly's chassis. She decided to play it cool.

"Holly may use my chassis to be with John." Cam said. "Being with John now is the same as being with one of the girls since he's been with all of the girls now."

Holly thought it was fair.

"You may do the same with my chassis." Holly said. "Just don't let Sheila borrow it. It took two full days until everything regenerated on my sheath the last time."

Cam and Camille-Hanna laughed.

"It took me three days." Cam said.

"It took me four days, in my own chassis that is." Camille-Hanna said.

Holly looked down at herself.

"I guess I was lucky then." Holly said.

It was another reason Cam wanted to borrow Holly's chassis.

"You're much more 'trim' down there." Cam said. "It's why everything happened so quickly."

Holly didn't care. It was just how she was. She liked how Allison looked 'everywhere'.

She looked around the room and found a scalpel and some sutures. She handed them to Camille-Hanna.

"You can switch us." Holly said. "I want to surprise Allison."

Cam sat next to Holly and both of them went into standby while Camille-Hanna went to work. It only took her a few minutes. She watched both of them check out their 'new' chassis. It was harder to say who was more pleased. The switch was obviously a hit with both of them.

"You two should knock off a quickie." Camille-Hanna said. "You can 'check yourself' out."

Holly-Cam looked at Camille-Hanna.

"I was just with you." Holly-Cam said.

Camille-Hanna knew it was something they all liked to do with 'themselves'.

"Just do it." Camille-Hanna said. "It's what you both want."

It was what they both wanted, so they did.


Claire was with her daughter's lover. Vanna was with her lover's mother. Those facts didn't matter to either of them, even if there was a certain fascination about it. They loved each other and liked to share whenever they could. They were both glad it was no longer an 'issue' with Allison. They were all just some of the 'girls' and anything went. They both hoped one day soon Allison would move beyond 'personal issues' and see Claire as just one of the girls for 'everything'. It almost happened more than a few times.

Vanna liked to 'dominate' Claire.

Claire liked to be dominated. She got a lot of it from Jesse. The main reason she chose Hanna as her protector was because she looked like 'Vanna'. If she could do it all over again, she would have chosen Sheila. She was totally in love with Jesse now.

They'd finished up some wild sex and then shared some love. They were both very content right now. They held each other's hand as they talked side by side. Their heads were turned towards each other.

"What about the 'new girls?" Claire asked. "Are they going to join the team?"

Vanna didn't know if it was a good idea. They weren't from the future. They didn't know what was at stake. There was danger and even death associated with the Resistance.

"We shouldn't expose them to such danger." Vanna said.

Claire thought it was what Cameron desired.

"I don't think they would be so involved now unless it was what Cameron wanted." Claire said.

Vanna frowned. She felt 'inadequate' right now.

"Cameron wants their bodies." Vanna said. "They're all young and able to reproduce. You don't see many children running around here now do you?"

Claire knew she was going to have a child with John as her own once she delivered Allison's baby, and one for Cameron and John as their own.

"I'm sorry about what I said." Claire said. "I didn't mean it like that."

Vanna laughed and kissed Claire.

"You're fine." Vanna said. "I needed to come to terms with being sterile a long time ago. It's Skynet's fault. I'm sure I was pregnant dozens of times with everything that 'happened'."

Sometimes Vanna felt like an embryo serial killer for all the times she probably was pregnant and then 'failed'.

Claire could see it really troubled Vanna. She didn't want her to feel 'worthless'. She knew something Vanna didn't. It was a secret. It just slipped out.

"Savannah's pregnant." Claire said.

Vanna knew it.

"I won't take her baby from her." Vanna said. "I won't do it no matter what."

Claire moved over the top of Vanna and looked her in the face.

"It's your baby she's carrying." Claire said.

Vanna didn't catch the meaning.

"I know it's supposed to be for me." Vanna said. "I won't take her child from her. I saw how it hurt her for the two she needed to give to her 'other selves' in the two different futures."

Claire looked very serious.

"It's really YOUR baby, Vanna." Claire said. "The genetic material is from your body. It was something Cameron did for you because she knew you would never take Savannah's child from her. It's really your child in Savannah now. I was there when it happened. It was when I received Allison's child in me."

Vanna couldn't speak right now. It did sound like something Cameron and Savannah would do for her. She loved both of them even more. She wanted to make sure.

"Is it for real?" Vanna asked. "It's really MY baby?"

Claire looked into Vanna's eyes.

"Yes." Claire said. "It's a secret. I shouldn't have said anything."

Vanna was pleased she did. She wasn't sure why it needed to be done clandestinely.

"Why's it a secret?" Vanna asked.

Claire didn't like to really discuss why. There was a sad overtone to it.

"They don't know if it is going to work or not." Claire said. "Savannah told Cameron she will try as long as you have genetic material which can be harvested. Savannah wants to provide you with your own baby. They didn't want you to be hurt by a failure."

Vanna held Claire and cried. They both soon cried together.


Sarah was with Allison.

They shared with each other. They'd both just finished.

Sarah rotated around. Her head was next to Allison's now. They shared a kiss. It was fueled by what they just did. It added to the excitement level already there.

"It was wonderful." Sarah said.

Allison smiled.

"We could have done this for years." Allison said.

Sarah knew the girls always left the door open for her. She'd been tempted on many occasions to take advantage of the situation. She never did.

"I really don't know what I was thinking." Sarah said. "I wanted to."

Sarah was with all the girls except Savannah now. She hoped to get it taken care of soon.

"Do you want to be with all the Metal girls too?" Allison asked.

Sarah felt a strong desire for more.

"Yes." Sarah said. "I want to be with everyone."

Allison smiled and kissed Sarah again.

"There's so much love to share." Allison said. "It's beautiful."

Sarah wanted it all. The long pent up desire in her was unleashed and it was hungry. She really didn't know how to explain all of it to Kyle. He'd given her his blessing for her to be with a female again. He just didn't know it was ALL of them.

"I need to check on Jan." Sarah said.

Sarah and Allison kissed again. Sarah dressed and left. Allison remained naked as she took care of a few things around the room. She heard the door open again.

"Are you back for more already?" Allison asked as she turned around.

She saw 'Cam' standing there.

"I thought you were someone else." Allison said. "Vanna's 'busy'."

'Cam' smiled at her.

"I'm not." Cam-Holly said. "It looks like you're good to go."

Allison was ready for some more. She was always ready for more. All finishes were good. Some of them were just better. She didn't see the need to delay anything.

"Let's get those clothes off." Allison said.

Allison always liked to be with a 'Cameron clone'. She really didn't see them as 'herself', even if they were identical to her. She did like the way they looked 'everywhere'. She always saw them as 'Cameron'.

She figured if Vanna was with her mother, she might as well be with Vanna's Terminator lover. She didn't know yet Holly and Cam switched chips and traded chassis. Cam was long gone in Holly's chassis on a mission.

Cam-Holly didn't want to give the swap away too soon. She knew once she started to kiss Allison, she would know it was her. Instead, she immediately rotated Allison around on top of her and they both went straight to work. Cam-Holly could feel less sensation right away with Cam's sheath than hers provided. She didn't care. She liked to look like her lover. She thought Allison was beautiful in every respect.

Allison was stimulated 'Terminator style' now. She thought 'Cam' was especially aggressive. Soon the finishes all blended into one continuous one.

"This is better than heaven." Allison gasped.

Cam-Holly wasn't being worked on by Allison right now. Allison was beyond such a point in awareness. She put Allison in the 'zone' and kept her there. She was very pleased Allison was so stimulated. Eventually, she needed to back off. She was going to make Allison stop breathing. She didn't want to go too far.

She paused and rotated Allison back around. She now laid flat on the bed as she labored for breath.

"How did I do?" Cam-Holly asked.

Allison looked over but her eyes weren't focused. They were still rolled up a little in the back of her head.

"It – pant – was – pant – fan – pant – tas – pant - tic – pant." Allison gasped.

Cam-Holly kissed her, but not for long. She didn't want to give away her 'new identity' yet.

"I hope I did as well as Holly can." Cam-Holly said.

Allison smiled.

"Everyone is great." Allison said weakly. "Kiss me."

Cam-Holly kissed Allison slowly and then deeper.

Allison's head broke away as she stared at 'Cam'.

"Holly?" Allison asked.

Cam-Holly smiled.

"I traded chassis with Cam." Holly said.

Allison was a little worried. She knew it was something which was discussed multiple times. It wasn't something she agreed with. She liked Holly how she was. She needed to find out a little more.

"Is it permanent?" Allison asked.

Cam-Holly smiled as she ran her hands over her sheath. It excited her greatly to look like Allison. She hoped so.

"Yes." Holly said. "It's only if Vanna will agree. I want to look like you in every way. I love you, Allison."

Allison tried to smile because Cam-Holly was so happy, but she couldn't. She wanted Holly to be herself. She wanted Holly to look like Holly. There was only one Holly chassis. There were a dozen which looked like her.


John was on his back as Samantha mounted him. He really enjoyed watching her jewelry bounce up and down.

Samantha liked being the one in control. It was her favorite position. Being on top also indicated it was what she wanted to do.

She watched John's face. She could see his eyes were usually fixated on her breasts. She quickly realized it was her jewelry he was fascinated by. She looked down and watched them too as she continued her motion. She looked back at his face and saw he was about to finish. She was too. She increased her range of motion and kept going as he squirmed below her. She finished a second time ten seconds later and slowed to a stop. She bent down and kissed him.

John always felt like he was going to go insane when the girls kept going. He pulled Samantha down and kissed her. They held each other close as his heart pounded away in his chest.

Samantha was very pleased to feel John's heart beat. She was pretty sure it pounded harder than any of the girl's hearts did. Maybe it was because it was slightly larger.

"I'll need to return to Precious soon." Samantha whispered.

John was spent.

"We can get cleaned up." John said.

Samantha didn't want to get too cleaned up.

"Let's make it fast then." Samantha said.

She could see John was beat. She picked him up and carried him to the shower. They playfully washed and dried each other.

John helped her dress as she helped him. He walked her to the door.

"May I come back?" Samantha asked. "I want to share with you again."

John was pleased to hear it. He just didn't know what would happen going forward. There was really no way to know. He didn't believe he'd be the one making the decision.

"I'd like it a lot." John said. "It will depend on Cameron…."

Samantha understood. She wasn't sure Cameron knew all the Metal girls were with John at this point in time. She knew there were others who still wanted to share with John.

"Someone else would like to be with you." Samantha said.

John thought he'd been with everyone but Savannah, Young Allison and Anna. The last two might be pushing it a little, but he wouldn't turn anyone away any longer.

"It's up to them." John said. "I think anything goes at this point."

Samantha smiled and kissed him. She placed his hands on her through her shirt.

"You can watch my bouncing rings anytime." Samantha said and left.

She wanted to tell Riley the good news. It appeared John was open to her 'visit'. She wanted Riley to be happy. She cared very much about Riley and wanted her to find the happiness which was buried inside of her somewhere. She didn't know where it was, but she knew there was more.

John watched her go. Savannah, Young Allison and Anna were on his mind. Riley hadn't even crossed it, this time.


Young Jesse over flew the Strip and came back for the landing. She glanced over at Hanna-Camille. She wanted to make sure she didn't set the plane down too hard.

"I want you to stay with me." Young Jesse said. "This thing is pretty big. I might come in a little hot."

Hanna-Camille knew the plane was designed for small airports and possessed really clean wings without engines on them.

"You'll do fine." Hanna-Camille said. "Pilots loved this plane. It will be just like Van Nuys."

Young Jesse set the plane down fine and taxied to the holding area on the tarmac which was reserved for them by CamNet.

There was a limo SUV waiting for them. It was only about fifty percent longer than a regular SUV. It would be easier in traffic for them than a full length limo.

The jet was shut down.

Young Jesse wanted to do an inspection of the aircraft. It was something she always did. She liked to make sure the equipment was in good order when she was done with it. She would most likely need to use it again when they left. She would do another inspection then as well.

"I want to do a once around." Young Jesse said.

Hanna-Camille expected no less. Young Jesse was very thorough.

Laura was very pleased with the flight. She gave Young Jesse a big hug once everyone unstrapped. It was clear she wanted to be with Young Jesse again.

Ally and Hanna-Camille looked at each other.

"We always make a perfect pair." Ally said.

Hanna-Camille looked down at her sheath and touched her red hair.

"I guess we do." Hanna-Camille said. "You two can find the others and get them ready. Jesse and I need to inspect the aircraft and fuel it."

Cammy and Mary were out of the Executive Suite.

They met up with Ally and Laura.

'Leticia' came out of the Master Suite. It was Tricia. She wanted to see if anyone didn't recognize her as 'Leticia'.

"Sheila wanted to assist with the plane." Tricia said. "She said we had some time to kill."

Mary knew the action happened at night in Vegas. She was a little worried about Cammy and the 'special girls' robbing a casino previously to 'punish' the Syndicate. She didn't know it was because it was also affiliated with Skynet.

"We can take it easy." Mary said.

Everyone was a little surprised to see 'Holly' come from the rear of the plane.

"I hear you need a limo driver." Holly-Cam said.

Everyone greeted her.

They decided they would wait awhile before they left.

Tricia made a move for Mary. Cammy blocked her.

"She belongs to me." Cammy said.

Everyone looked at each other, but didn't say anything.

Mary didn't want things to be so restrictive. She wanted to say something to tone the statement down. She wanted to make sure her independence was recognized.

"She's just kidding." Mary said as she looked at Cammy. "I belong to everyone."

There was some laughter and everyone pared up.

Tricia took Mary back to the Master Suite.

Laura took Cammy's arm and smiled. She wanted to make the most of it.

"Right now I belong to you." Laura whispered.

Cammy looked at her and smiled. They headed for the Executive Suite. She was even surer she wanted Mary more than ever. She was very independent like Savannah was. Savannah always had time for her no matter who else she shared with.

Ally took 'Holly's' arm.

"It looks like we have the lounge." Ally said.

She would find out soon enough it was Cam in Holly's chassis.

Sheila and Leticia slipped off of the plane and headed to another SUV. It was parked on the opposite side of the jet. It was before Young Jesse and Hanna-Camille got off and Holly-Cam got on board.

Leticia went with Sheila.

"Where are we headed?" Leticia asked.

The thought crossed her mind Sheila might kill her and bury her in the desert somewhere. Tricia could 'replace' her now. No one would know. Tricia knew how she performed sexually too. She'd been able to view her mannerisms and disposition as well.

Sheila was very pleased to be in the company of Leticia. They were all alone. She wanted to get things started.

"Let's go have some fun." Sheila said.

Leticia looked at Sheila and how happy she looked. She knew Sheila would never hurt her. She knew love when she saw it. She thought about the way Sheila treated her. It was very different from all of the other females she'd been associated with as a submissive. It made her think about humanity a little bit. Sheila was a machine who treated her more fairly and kindly than any of the humans ever did who wanted to control her and dominate her.

She was certain Sheila was her most 'human lover' ever.


Young Allison and Anna played around in the pool.

It still bothered Young Allison some about the 'men'. She should have just killed them herself. She wanted to act on her own anyway, but there was some other intervention.

Anna noticed Young Allison was still a little off.

"Is everything OK?" Anna asked.

Young Allison looked at Anna and smiled.

"I'm fine." Young Allison said.

Anna looked at her for a moment. It wasn't the response she really wanted to hear.


Savannah wanted to try every female position with Cameron in Jameron's male chassis. She was on her knees now as Jameron-Cameron moved behind her.

She was a little apprehensive.

"Just use the 'right' one." Savannah joked.

Jameron-Cameron smiled.

"I will." Jameron-Cameron said. "You're going to feel a little more tension."

Savannah knew things changed with the different positions. It was what she wanted to find out first hand. She could only learn so much from Cosmo. It seemed everyone there thought different ideas about what the 'best' position actually was. She was often left with the feeling, it was actually with another female, not a male.

"I'm ready." Savannah said.

Jameron-Cameron made his move.

Savannah arched her back a little.

"Go slow." Savannah whispered. "I can feel the difference."

Jameron-Cameron did. He knew Savannah wasn't acclimated to all of this type of activity. Whenever the human body would do something new or different, it would always take some time to get comfortable.

"I'm sorry." Jameron-Cameron said. "It takes a few days to get fully 'adjusted'."

Savannah wondered how many days they would have. She needed to think about now. Once things got started it was fine.

"Everything feels nice." Savannah said.

Jameron-Cameron thought the same thing. She liked being in a male chassis at this point, as long as she could use some of its Terminator attributes. A human male left a lot to be desired for a female. She had plenty of first hand experience. She wanted Savannah to know how much she enjoyed the experience.

"I can honestly say I've never done anything more pleasant." Jameron-Cameron said.

Jameron-Cameron really wondered how she 'felt' to John. A thought popped into her head. She glanced over to where her chassis was at out of view….


Jill was pleased to see the fear on the men's faces as the Beretta appeared in her hand and pointed at them. They were the men who'd originally grabbed her off of the street. They'd abused her in the back of the truck before they delivered her to the warehouse. She knew they were armed.

"Do you still want to give me a ride?" Jill asked.

She saw one of the men go for his pistol. He was going to be a little slow on the draw since her pistol was already pointed at him. She pulled the trigger twice. The man went down. There was a bullet hole in his throat as well as his chest.

The other man looked at the man on the ground as he gasped for air. There were little red air bubbles which appeared at the corner of his mouth as he gasped each time.

"We weren't going to do anything." The other man said. "We were just going to give you a ride."

Jill knew it was a lie. She pointed the Beretta at his chest. She could hear the other man on the ground still gasping for air.

"You're tail gunner." Jill said. "I know all about you."

The man's eyes went from Jill's face, to the man on the ground, to the Beretta, and back again.

"Just let me drive away." The other man said. "I never saw anything and I don't know what happened."

She remembered some of the man's other words.

"So you don't want to be a 'double veteran' after all?" Jill asked.

The man even looked more nervous. Two of the things she mentioned were things he talked about and did. He knew he was going to have to fight his way out. He made a desperate grab for his pistol. It was tucked into the front of his pants.

Jill was ready for the man to make his move. As soon as he went for his pistol, she fired twice. Both of the bullets impacted his chest. There was a third shot fired at almost the same time. It wasn't from her gun. It was from his.

The man had his hand on his pistol when the two bullets hit. His finger on the trigger contracted and pulled it. The bullet fired straight down the front of his pants. It took something off along the way. If he survived, he would be known as 'Shorty' henceforth.

The man dropped to the ground alongside of his associate. His mouth moved a couple of times. It was clear he was aware of what he did to himself. In just a few seconds, neither man moved. There was a dull glassy look to their eyes as they stared off into the sky.

Jill was very pleased she'd been able to kill them this time instead of them taking her as a captive to be abused. She thought about taking the truck. She would need some kind of transportation. She wasn't about to go back to the homeless camp.

She could feel someone touch her. At first she thought it was one of the two men she just shot. It wasn't.

"It's OK." A voice said. "It's just a dream. Let go of the gun."

Jill's eyes opened. She saw Jackie leaning over her. She realized she was holding her wrist above her head on the bed. She glanced up at where it was at. She saw it held her Beretta.

She immediately released her grip on the Beretta. She wasn't sure what she may have done. She hoped she hadn't taken a shot at Jackie. She hoped she hadn't taken a shot anywhere in the room.

"What happened?" Jill asked. "I hope I didn't hurt you."

The female Fanatic picked up Jill's Beretta.

"I think you had a nightmare." The female Fanatic said. "It sounded as if you wanted to kill someone."

The female Fanatic knew exactly how Jill felt and why. It was the same in her future. Some females suffered more than others. It was just the way things were, even if they shouldn't be.


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Temporal Mission:

Past Timeline:

November 26 1963

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Cameron and Young Allison sat at the stoplight. There was a Dart with a 413 sitting next to them.

The driver of the 413 felt he needed to prove something. The two twins were a little too smug for him. He didn't think they had anything more than a 390 in their car. Even if it was a 390 Police Interceptor engine, he knew he could take it. He'd encountered one of those before and came out victorious. It wasn't by much either.

He revved up his engine in anticipation of the light turning green. He could hear the thunderous roar from the car next to him. He knew right away he was going to have his hands full.

When the light turned green, he took off. He was a little surprised to see the other car was right next to him. It moved over as it accelerated to give him plenty of room. It was just like the chick said she was going to do.

He pushed his engine to 5,800 RPM before he needed to shift. He didn't want to blow the rods out through the bottom of the oil pan again. Even as he shifted, he saw the other vehicle didn't need to. It shot ahead of him as he went into second. He could hear them shift. It was the fastest shift he'd ever heard. They still continue to accelerate away from him. He gave it everything he had. When he shifted into third, he pushed it all the way up to 6,000 RPM to try to get a little more horsepower out of the 413. He didn't gain any ground. He continued to fall behind. He could see there was no way he could catch the other car. He didn't know what they had in it, but it was the most powerful thing he ever raced.

By the time he shifted into fourth gear the other car was already a dozen car lengths ahead and still pulling away. He didn't know what they had in it, but it sure could take the revs. He heard about a new engine out from Ford. He was sure he just met it. He was pretty sure the extra 13 cubic inches the Max Wedge received with the 426 wasn't going to make a difference against the power plant he just faced.

He could feel his engine starting to miss. He shouldn't have pushed it to 6,000 RPM. He hoped all he would need to do is change the head gaskets again. The metallic sound he heard seemed like a little bit more would be involved. He glanced back in his side view mirror. He could see white smoke pouring out of his exhaust. It was at least his coolant inside of the combustion chamber. It looked like he'd be calling a tow truck to get home. He looked for the other car. It was long gone.


Seconds ago:

The challenge was about to start.

"Take him out." Young Allison said.

She quickly realized it was a poor choice of words again. She hoped Cameron didn't pull out her Hi-Power and shoot the other driver as he sat in his vehicle next to them.

Cameron was ready. She knew as long as she got a good start, she would be able to beat the 413. Her timing was perfect. She dumped the clutch at 4,200 RPM. She wasn't surprised to see the 413 right next to her as she moved over to give him plenty of room. She could see in less than half of a second she was pulling away. She continued to do so. She heard him shift as she continued to push the big FE up to the red line. She shifted at 7,000 RPM into second. She continued to accelerate away from the over matched Dodge. The 413 put up a better fight than 409 did. Neither race was even close. She was a little dismayed to see the white smoke pouring out of exhaust of the 413. She knew he'd blown at least a head gasket. It was a risk with the high compression. He probably pushed it past the red line and caused some damage. The red line was there for a reason. She was aware what the Dodge engine needed to be competitive. It would need to be redesigned with four bolt mains to be able to take the punishment.

She knew what the future held. She was aware the redesigned 426 Hemi, in race form, would be very competitive. The redesigned second generation Chevrolet 427 would show some promise as well. The Ford 427 would remain as it was throughout its lifespan. The 427 SOHC would never be able to get its debut at NASCAR. Once Dodge and Chevrolet saw the specs of the engine, it was a hemi with overhead cams, they were able to lobby to keep it from being allowed to race in the NASCAR series. It would be unbeatable. The best either one of them could offer, could never match the horsepower. Without the cam in the block, the engine could out rev anything. It made its way to the drag strip where it put the other manufacturer's vehicles to shame.

Ford would go on to be able to field another engine with a hemispherical combustion chamber. It was the Boss 429. It was based on the 385 platform or Lima series of engines. They would remain in production in various cubic inch displacement forms for several decades.

Seconds ago:

Young Allison could feel the XL take off like a rocket. It was the choice she'd wanted Cameron to make. Her right hand remained on the shifter, not on her Browning.

She could tell right from the start the 413 had a little more 'guts' to it than the 409 did. She quickly realized how fast the Falcon would be with a 427 in it. It was all about horsepower to weight. It was one of the reasons motorcycles were so quick.

She remembered what Cameron said about being able to stay with someone through first gear. The 413 needed to shift a thousand RPM before Cameron did. It made a big difference. She understood why the GT40, equipped with the 427, would totally dominate Le Mans a couple of years in the future. The Mark III Shelby Cobra with the 427 would rule in its category as well. It would be because of the cars which lost in both of those racing forums had a lot of money and influence behind them to get both types of vehicles downgraded because they couldn't compete on a level playing ground.

Young Allison looked back to see what happened to the 413. It was clear they were continuing to pull away from it before it started to smoke. She knew the driver pushed the vehicle beyond its capabilities. It was clear he didn't know the challenge he'd faced. She looked over at Cameron.

"A man's got to know his limitations." Young Allison said.

Cameron let off the gas when she reached the end of the quarter mile distance. She was able to calculate it exactly.

The 413 pulled over to the side of the road.

"Looks like we win…." Cameron said.

Young Allison watched Cameron downshift the car to help slow it.

"FORD - First On Race Day…." Young Allison said. "What will turn up next?"


Bouncing Rings

Is there ever a straight line
Does everything come with a curve
Those who are always just
Seldom get what they deserve

The road is often bumpy
The ride is seldom smooth
The journey can be better
If a different path they'll choose

They soon know better
They still do it the same way
The more obstacles there are
Make it easier to stray

The instinct to hold
May soon grow too tight
There never is an equal
When it's governed by fright

Some want to have total control
Everything is attached with strings
It quickly becomes a sideshow
With a bunch of bouncing rings

Nobody