Castlevania: Through the Infinite Corridor of Madness

by The Gentleman with a Mustache

The Overseer of Castlevania is bored and decides to show the cast of Castlevania the Infinite Corridor. They will watch history, alternate universes, and the lives of the characters. Will this change their perspectives in an effort to change the world? Come and find out.

24. The Terminator

Everyone made their way to the theater room where Ace and VEGA weren't there. So everyone decided to make themselves comfortable in their usual spots. That's when Carmilla, Morana, Striga, Lisa, Dracula, Leon, and Isaac looked at Hector and Lenore with a smile.

"So how was it, dear Lenore?" Carmilla asked.

Lenore couldn't help but blush as did Hector.

"I believe I speak for everyone when I say we are very proud of you both." Isaac said with a rare smile.

The two couldn't but smile as Lenore moved to sit on Hector's lap and rested her head against his. "We couldn't have done it without you all to help." Lenore said with a smile.

"Especially for helping me see reason." Hector said.

They all smiled and nodded their heads at them. That's when the door opened to reveal Ace and VEGA walked in. "Gotta say, retro porn beats out modern everytime." Ace said.

"Indeed. It is more natural and passionate." VEGA chirped.

"It's wonderful to see you both again." Lisa smiled at them.

VEGA turned as he bowed his head slightly, "As is to you Mrs. Tepes." He then nodded his head towards the Director as he asked, "I assume you will be sticking around for a bit, sir?"

The Director nodded as he said in an almost excited voice, "Of course! It's been too long since I've hosted a theater and seeing this old design brings back oh so many good memories."

"You hosted for a while?" Sypha asked in surprise.

"Of course. It had been a long time before I could get our organization on the ground. As a matter of fact, the main Headquarters was the original Observatory." Director Dracula revealed before sitting down a couple seats away from the original Dracula with Willow sitting on his lap.

Already Sypha and Morana had notepads out as they said in unison, "Tell us more."

Which caused the director to laugh a bit as he nodded, "Well my dear explorers of knowledge, I shall regal you with the tales of my early days another time, however I do believe I have something I quite enjoy from time to time and it happens to involve not only our dear Speaker, but also Belmont AND Striga."

Said Amazon Slavic perked up at the mention of her name.

"And what is that?" The Original Dracula asked, intrigued already.

"Tell me, what do you know about time travel?" Director Dracula asked, with a little smirk on his face.

Ace's eyes widened. "Director... You don't mean…"

Sypha spoke up in a disbelieving tone, "That's impossible! I mean, the very idea that a spell could achieve such a thing is not only dangerous but could very well damage the fabric of reality!"

"I've never heard of any sort of tales like that. Is it possible?" Hector asked.

"Well it is possible in several universes, and it isn't via a spell. It is possible by advanced technology and an advanced artificial intelligence. Allow me to introduce you all to the Terminator. VEGA, if you would?" Director Dracula asked, looking at the A.I Assistant.

"Of course, Director. Beginning playback of Universe #40385." He chirped.

The scene opened on the sight of a bright light before it was revealed that the light was connected to a garbage truck that was being driven by an older black man who was doing his job. However, once he started to lift up the garbage bin the truck stopped all together.

"What the hell?" He asked as he tried to start up the truck only for sparks of electricity to begin arcing outside the truck as gusts of wind followed. Looking out from the truck he said again, "What the hell!?" In more of an alarmed voice as he quickly got out and ran away before it finally stopped.

"What was that?" Trevor asked in confusion.

Morana blinked a few times as she said, "A massive amount of energy discharging at once in a localized area, I've only ever seen such an event happen due to lightning ball spells."

"What you're seeing is an Electromagnetic Pulse. A massive explosion of electricity that shuts down everything in a wide radius." Director Dracula explained. "Quite the pain in the ass to fix."

Everyone wanted to ask how he knew it until what happened next caught everyone's attention.

Panning over the screen showed a crouched hulking figure fully naked slowly getting up before the hulking figure was shown to be Striga. She had more muscle mass than normal as she slowly looked around with a serious expression on her face. Slowly walking, she was seen to have appeared near an observatory before she stopped at an overlook which showed a city at night with the lights of the city glimmering and shining down below.

Striga had her jaw on the floor as she saw herself just out in the world naked while Morana had recovered enough to yell out, "STRIGA!!! WHERE ARE YOUR CLOTHES!?"

"Uhh... why is she nude? Did she travel through time?" Greta asked.

"Indeed she did. Now the reason for the nudity is because any dead material aside from living tissue would dissolve during the transition." Director Dracula explained.

Of course, those who were married, and or wanted to not die, averted their gaze from the screen.

"My only question is, where did she travel from?" Lisa asked.

"The future, perhaps?" Isaac suggested.

The scene shifts to a couple of punks who were dressed up, one had his hair up in spikes dyed blue, another was seen looking through a telescope, while another person in a jacket with chains was laughing a bit. "Hey it's my turn!" He smashed a bottle of beer against the telescope which caused the person to step away as the spiked hair man chuckled and looked through the telescope.

"Hey, hey what's wrong with this picture?" The gang member pointed towards Striga who was walking towards them, only to slowly stop as one of them asked with a lecherous grin, "Nice night for a walk, right beautiful?"

Striga in an almost robotic fashion and with a deep accent responded, "Nice night for a walk."

"Wash Day tomorrow! Nothing clean right?" The other human starts snapping his fingers in front of Striga who gave no reaction as he once again in the robotic accent says "Nothing clean right."

Which prompted the spiked hair guy to say, "I think this girl is a couple cans short of a six pack. Maybe she's looking for a couple of thick dicks to fill her holes." Which caused them to laugh.

Striga growled a bit at how these small weaklings were treating her only for her wife to point out, "Why is she… talking like that?"

Carmilla nodded as she added, "It's almost as if she isn't human or vampire, as if she has no emotions."

Director Dracula stayed silent on this one, but there was a small smirk on his face, which was noticed by Willow.

Willow just smiled as she said, "Oh I can already tell I'm gonna love you even more than I already do since we have been apart for so long. You're so catty."

He chuckled as he held her by her waist. "It's good to see the light in your eyes once more, my dear."

Willow just leaned in and instead of a kiss, she gave her husband's neck a small lick before a nibble as she whispered some very NAUGHTY things into his ear of what she would do to him once the baby was born.

However, off with the rest, Sypha was trying to understand what was going on. "I… I honestly can't figure out why she's acting that way unless time travel affected her brain somehow."

"I mean, was this even tested before she went through?" Adrian asked.

"We'll have to watch and hopefully get more details." Carmilla said, petting her panther, Princess.

Striga said in a commanding voice. "Your clothes. Give them to me. Now."

Which prompted the spiked hair punk to pull out a switch blade as he said, "Fuck you, bitch!" This resulted in the other two pulling out switchblades. Striga grabbed the spiked hair one by the neck and tossed him hard enough against the bars of the fence that a loud crack was heard as he died on impact and slid down.

The other punk yelled as he stabbed Striga who had no reaction and with a balled fist, she punched into his chest and lifted him up in the air as droplets of blood hit the ground before the now dead punk fell down with blood all over Striga's balled up fist.

The last punk dropped his switchblade and started taking off his clothes in a hurry with fear painted all over his face.

Striga watched and while she was intrigued, she spoke, "Bah, I prefer to use blades, but if I must use bare hands, I will."

"I don't think that should be your focus, love." Morana said.

Lenore, holding her fluffy puppy, said in an almost awed voice, "She didn't flinch, she didn't even make a sound when she got stabbed! It's a small blade, yes but…"

Before she could even finish, Leon did it for her as he pointed towards Dracula, "For Hell's bells sake, my own brother would have made a sound had a blade of any size stabbed him in the gut!"

Trevor tried to disguise his nervous chuckle with a cough as he remembered Dracula not making a noise when he was stabbed or punched.

"This Striga is clearly not human or vampire, yet she looks very real... So what is she?" Carmilla asked.

The scene soon changed to what looked like the city streets as Police sirens were heard blaring, before coming to an alleyway a homeless man was seen blabbering away nonsense only for the same arcs of energy before to be seen as a ball of energy appeared at least a good ten feet off the ground before a human dropped out of it and landed on the alley floor below.

The man gasped as he groaned in pain, his body adorned with scars and burn marks as he tried to gain his bearings and shook slightly but the thing is this man was also naked.

"Another person traveled through time?" Lisa was shocked at the sight.

"This one is human. I can tell. He's shaking and showing signs of pain." Dracula said, looking at the man.

Adrian stroked his chin slightly as he began to think about the two time travelers, "Striga was more controlled and she was able to handle the travel, while our human here didnt which means..." He said, only to grab his luscious locks in frustration as he was trying to figure out a riddle.

"I think the real question we must be asking is, why are they here? Why did they travel back through time? What are they here to change?" Sypha asked.

The man slowly stood up as he winced before finally he walked over to a garbage can looking around, he stopped when he saw the homeless man looking at him as he asked, "Hey, did you just see a real bright light?"

Soon a Police patrol car pulled up and shined the light on the man who now had the homeless man's pants as the police officer shouted, "HOLD IT!" His partner looked at the man who turned and started running.

"Go around!" The officer started up the car and sped off as the other officer chased after the man while the homeless vagrant shouted, "That son of a bitch stole my pants!"

Soon the officer gave chase as the man ran down alleyways, even vaulting over a car's hood and went to another alleyway before the officer turned a corner where the man went only to stop and see the man he was chasing was gone.

Everyone was trying to get a clear look at the man, not even the vampires could see with their enhanced sight.

"Come on! Who is it?!" Shouted Greta as the others nodded while Lisa sighed, "I know Police are upholders of the law but what did this man do besides taking a pair of pants from a homeless man that would warrant his arrest?"

Willow shrugged from her husband's lap, "I mean, I guess because he stole a man's pants that would warrant his arrest."

Sypha looked at the man's physique and couldn't help but apply it to Trevor. She didn't want to say anything in case her theory was wrong, but she had a big suspicion about who it was.

The police officer slowly looked around only to be tackled by the human as he wrestled the officer's gun which fired off a single shot. The bright flash revealed the man's face to be Trevor Belmont now being holding the policeman at gunpoint. That's when Trevor asked, "What date is it!?"

The officer was confused but said off the top of his head, "May, 12th, a Tuesday."

Trevor, frustrated at the lack of a clear answer, just shouted, "WHAT YEAR!?"

The officer, who was confused, asked "What?" Only for the sight of the patrol car to be seen which caused Trevor to run away, however another patrol car pulled up to cut off his escape.

Turning around, he ran inside a clothing store as the downed officer reported, "He's got my gun! He's armed!"

Everyone slowly looked towards Trevor who was now shocked as he slowly let the drink he was consuming begin to pour onto the floor which thankfully was water as he was imitating a fish out of water with how he was opening and closing his mouth.

"Trevor... is a time traveler. How?" Adrian asked in an incredulous tone.

"I'm more worried about what he'll fuck up since he's possibly in the past." Isaac said, taking a sip of tea.

Trevor, finally snapping out of his stupor, shouted at Isaac "OI! I aint that bad!"

"Yet." Adrian, Sypha, and Greta said in unison.

"The question is, what is his goal in this timeline? Is he there to oppose Striga?" Lisa asked.

"You will find out." Director Dracula said with a small smirk on his face.

Now in a store, Trevor ran before more police officers entered the store and started looking for him, all the while he grabbed a trench coat, shoes, and gave the officers the slip as they try to find him.

Escaping through another exit, Trevor went down a fire escape which landed him next to a parked police patrol car. Going inside, he took the shotgun from within and hid it inside his trench coat as he blended in with the other homeless looking people as two more patrol cars passed by him.

Everyone was surprised by Trevor seemingly blending in as Carmilla asked the Director, "Where is this place where such a look will avoid the eyes of the law?"

To which the Director replied, "The State of California in the United States of America back in the 1980s, or well for you lot, it would be the future in the 1980s where homeless people are actually common."

"That's terrible. How could this be allowed to happen." Lisa asked in a saddened tone.

The Director chuckled humorlessly as he said with an honestly uncomfortable tone, "Politics."

"Of course." She sighed which prompted her husband to wrap an arm around her shoulder to give her comfort.

"So the 1980's the same era as that Twisted Sister song and that Iron Maiden one, yes?" Adrian asked.

"That's right. It was filled with fun content that could only work in that era." Ace said with a nod.

The Director smirked as he whispered towards Willow, "The weed was the best back then."

"Wait, can you even feel the effects of weed? Isn't your brain technically considered dead?" Willow asked curiously.

Her husband just grinned, "That's why I love the 80s, they found a way." He sent a wink towards her as he remembered the times he went into multiple dimensions set during the 80s and had a blast in every single one of them.

"Well then you better give me some of that." Willow smirked before nestling her head into the crook of his neck.

It shifted to day as the sight of Sypha was seen riding on a scooter wearing what was akin to a waitress outfit instead of her Speaker robes. Her hair was longer and more puffed up and blew in the wind as she was wearing sunglasses and had a large smile as she seemed to enjoy the day.

She drove her scooter into what looked like a diner, quickly going inside she met a person who smiled at her. "Girl you are late! Boss man's gonna have that ass." She grinned as Sypha rolled her eyes as she clocked in her time card.

"Excuse me miss, I brought home my boyfriend and he kept me up well into the AM while I was trying to study!" She playfully smacked the woman who laughed a bit as Sypha was now seen being a waitress. Clearly doing this job to help pay for school as she named off orders, grabbed tips, being the best waitress she can only for one child to put an ice cream cone down her uniform dress which she giggled awkwardly but shifted into a slight scowl.

Sypha was stunned and now knew what Lisa felt as she exclaimed, "WHAT IS WITH MY HAIR!?"

"This must be the product of the 1980's. A little too much for my taste." Greta cringed slightly.

Trevor, wisely kept his mouth shut at what the child did as he tried to act natural, "I mean… it doesn't look bad with it being longer."

"That is not helping, Trevor! I hate this era already!" Sypha exclaimed.

The director knew how to get her back as he said in an almost hurt tone, "Oh well if you say so, I mean the advancement in technology, medical, entertainment, and even telecommunication had breakthroughs during this era." He let that hang in the air before he continued, "Buuuut if you don't want to learn more about that then I guess we could." He paused again as he knew Sypha, no matter the version, was an intellectual through and through.

"GODDAMN IT FINE! I WANT TO LEARN ABOUT THE 80'S!" Sypha exclaimed.

The Director just had a smug face as Morana reached over to pat Sypha's shoulder as she said, "There there, remember it's for the knowledge, we put up with what we must for knowledge."

"This is bullshit." Sypha pouted as she crossed her arms. Trevor patted her shoulder, "It's alright love. I'm sure it'll get better." He kissed her head. Sypha sighed as she leaned into his embrace.

Soon Sypha was in the break room as she sighed before pulling out a cig and started to smoke as her friend came in with a big grin, "Oh shit! Good girl Sypha smoking! Oh my, I guess school really is stressing you out. How much ya got left to pay for now?"

Sypha just shot her friend a playful glare as she said after blowing out some smoke. "Two more years. Two more years of working this dead end job to try and get a technical degree that I have been working on for four years only to probably still be here working longer just to pay off my college fees."

Her friend sat down next to her as she said, "Hey! Cheer up, Sypha, maybe you'll find some excitement in your life." Sypha just chuckled as she shook her head.

The scene cut to Trevor from before who was now seen cutting off the stock of his stolen shotgun, once he was done he used a string as an improvised sling before racking the pump to make sure it was loaded. Getting up, he left the alleyway still looking homeless as people ignored him.

That got Sypha's attention as she stared at the screen with wide eyes, "Even if I got done with schooling, I would still have to pay off the school?" She was silent for a moment, two moments, three until at four, she shouted out loud, "WHAT!?"

Ace cringed slightly. "Yeah... College demands a lot of debt from students. It will stay with you well after you graduate college."

Sypha groaned while Carmilla, being the greedy type, liked the idea of draining her future 'students' dry of money to help fund her elite school of magic.

While Lisa on the other hand looked at the screen before looking at Leon as she asked, "Why would your grandson want to do what he did to that… VEGA what is that?"

VEGA chirped as he answered, "That firearm is a Ithaca Shotgun Police model which has an extended magazine tube to give the officer or user two to three extra shells to use."

"Why cut off the butt of the gun?" Trevor asked.

"It allows for better mobility when aiming, which unfortunately means for bad aiming since it is not stable against a surface." VEGA explained.

"So what's better? Mobility or better aim?" Adrian asked.

"It's really about personal preference." Ace answered.

"As well as the person's skill." Added VEGA.

Soon the sight of a Gun shop was seen as Striga was seen manipulating the bolt of an assault rifle as she said to the clerk who was an older man. "The auto loading shotgun." She said.

The man smiled as he grabbed a bulky-looking shotgun, setting it down on the counter he said, "That's Italian, it can either go pump or auto." Striga looked down at the row of pistols as she said, "The 45. long slide with laser sighting."

The gun store owner smiled as he pulled out a pistol which was refined and had a built in laser unit for added accuracy. "This is brand new. We just got them in." Striga picked up the pistol as he pulled the slide back and even tested the laser attachment.

"That's a good gun, just touch the trigger and the beam comes on. Place the beam where ya want the bullet to go and ya can't miss." Striga continued to inspect the gun as the store owner asked, "Anything else?"

Striga's next response was an odd request for a weapon. "A Phased Plasma Rifle in 40 Watt Range."

"She must be an assassin if she's requesting these specific weapons. But why the Hell is she asking for a Plasma Rifle? Does that even exist in that time period?" Greta asked.

The Director stayed silent while Trevor on the other hand said in a concerned voice, "She has more firepower than me."

"But what is all this firepower for? Is she attempting to start something early?" Lenore asked.

Striga, however, was just looking at the guns with a slight drool coming out of her mouth as her wife tried snapping her fingers in front of her face. "Yep, we've lost her." She said with a sigh before pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Is she thinking of using them?" Hector asked.

"Obviously." Carmilla sighed.

Lenore was petting her fluffy puppy and looked at Striga then thought back to their arrival as she tried to figure out the riddle of why two time travelers came back along with why she saw Sypha. What made Sypha important enough to be shown?

The gun store owner chuckled as he motioned to the wall of weapons on display, "Hey, what ya see is what I got."

Striga's eyes scanned before he pointed to an SMG. "The Uzi 9mm."

The owner grabbed the submachine gun as he set it on the counter saying, "You know your weapons, lady."

Striga grabbed the shotgun as he racked the bolt. "Any one of these is idle for self defense." The owner said with a smile as he asked, "So which will it be?"

Striga, still aiming down the iron sights of the shotgun, simply said, "All."

This caused the gun store owner to smile wider. "I may close early today! There's a fifteen day wait period on the handguns, but the rifles you can take right now."

As he was getting the paperwork, he didn't notice Striga grab a box of shotgun shells and load one into the chamber of the shotgun she was holding.

Everyone tensed up as Morana said, concerned "Striga… Baby… What are you doing?"

Dracula narrowed his eyes at her onscreen counterpart.

"Hey, you can't do that." The owner saw her and tried to stop her. That's when Striga aimed the shotgun at him, and pulled the trigger. The owner was shot back due to the force of the gun and collided with the wall of guns.

There was a deathly silence as almost everyone who was holding a glass almost dropped them until Morana, much like Trevor earlier, was opening and closing her mouth like a fish.

"Just like that... With no hesitation? Why?" Hector asked, completely shocked. Lenore was shocked as well by the sight. Sure, Striga was known for her brutality, but she always killed with purpose.

Striga finally shook out of her gun-loving stupor to deny what she saw, "I WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING!"

Carmilla raised her voice towards Striga, "YET WE JUST SAW YOU DO SO!"

"I kill with intent! For defense! I would not senselessly kill! This version of me is not who I am!" Striga yelled.

Dracula then asked, "Then who is she?" That was the question that has been on all their minds.

The scene changed to Striga looking down a phone book until he found the name Sypha Belnades.

The scene changed again to the sight of a nice neighborhood as children were seen playing. Striga got out of her car as she slowly started walking towards a house where a dog was barking at Striga like mad.

Walking up to the door, she knocked on it before the sight of an older woman who looked nothing like Sypha opened the door and just stared at Striga as he asked, "Sypha Belnades?"

The older woman just nodded as she asked. "Yes?"

This resulted in Striga breaking down the door with just one hand as the woman backed up in fear before Striga pulled out the handgun, racking the slide he activated the laser as it aimed towards the now terrified woman's head before he shot once. With the woman's body now on the ground, Striga continued to unload the rest of the seven round magazine into the now dead woman.

Again, silence reigned supreme until finally Sypha the poor girl yelled out, "WHAT THE HELL?!"

"I'm hunting down the Speaker!? Why!?" Striga exclaimed.

Hector, still shellshocked, asked, "But, that woman wasn't Sypha, I mean you, I mean her!"

Hector was now rubbing his head in frustration until Lenore spoke up, "It's clear she is looking for a Sypha Belnades yet she doesn't know what you look like… But why? Is this the reason both her and Trevor were sent back in time?"

"It's most likely. Either Trevor is a rival assassin, or... he's attempting to stop Striga from killing her." Dracula suggested.

Sypha stayed silent as she prayed that this version of Trevor was sent there to help her from this version of Striga. Trevor took her hand and gently squeezed it to give her some comfort.

The scene changed to Sypha as she opened the door to the break room calling out to her boss "Hey, I'm going on break! Janet has the front covered!"

Her boss nodded as she went to try and relax only for her friend to grab her and drag her off. "Sypha! You're not gonna believe it! The news is talking about you! Well not you! But... Just look!" They sat down in front of a screen that was playing the news as the news reporter said to those watching.

"For those just tuning in, we regret to report the death of Sypha Belnades, a mother of two who was murdered in her own home."

Sypha just stared as her friend patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "You're dead honey." As she laughed, Sypha pushed her friend slightly as she said, "Knock it off."

The scene cut to a Police Station as an older version of Mathias with graying hair was seen walking with an older version of Leon who was reading off the report. "So we have no witnesses, no motives, the best lead we have is that this could be isolated." Leon said.

Mathias nodded, "Yeah, let's just hope so." Only to be handed an update which caused him to pale a bit, "Shit."

Leon looked towards his partner and asked, "What is it, Mathias?" The man handed Leon the paper and as he read it, he paled a bit as he said, "Fuck. Sypha Belnades found dead in her apartment... Fuck! We gotta get on this before the press catches wind."

Mathias nodded, "Already ahead of you." He said, putting on his suit coat.

Everyone was shocked again as they took in two facts. One, a version of dracula, was clearly in law enforcement alongside the man he considered his brother. And two, that another Sypha was just killed by Striga. "Son… of… a… bitch." Was all Greta could get out.

Dracula was surprised at the sight of his human form. But that was overshadowed by the news of another Sypha being murdered.

"This Striga doesn't know which Sypha is the true one. She's murdering all of them until her mission is complete." Dracula theorized as he rubbed his chin.

Leon looked to the Director as he asked, "What's the press and why are our otherselves worried about them?"

The Director chuckled a bit as he informed everyone, "The press is like a town cryer, giving news to the populace but once they were able to spread faster and to more people they got another name that Willow and I know all too well."

Willow almost spat out the second name for the press with more than some venom behind it, "Fucking vultures!"

"They're always demanding answers, always on the verge of breaking and entering into restricted areas. Spreading rumors and potential lies for attention." Director Dracula explained with a sigh as he rubbed Willow's shoulder.

That got everyone to nod slowly only for Syhpa to bring it back around to the real issue, "Can we please get back to the fact that two women with my name ARE DEAD?! And we don't know why!" She said, now with a paper bag in her hand ready to breathe into it at a moment's notice to try and calm down.

"All will be explained, my dear. Have patience." Director Dracula said gently.

The scene changed again, this time to what looked like a construction site as Trevor was now seen trying to hotwire a car. Once he got the engine going the sound of the radio turned on and he looked around somewhat relaxed.

Looking at the construction site, Trevor started to relax a bit. However, the treads of the crane turn into another set of treads, massive ones that seem to roll over a war blasted landscape. The most shocking aspect was that the landscape was full of bones, littered around a destroyed city as the sound of plasma fire was heard as the camera showed the sight of a massive machine attached to those treads which were crushing the landscape below it.

Instead of silence, there were shouts, yells, even some cries of denial as Sypha was clearly the loudest, "WHAT IN THE- FUCKING NAME HELL!?"

Trevor looked at Sypha as he said towards Adrian, "The woman who always got onto me about how I spoke is so shocked she's not speaking right."

"Not now, Belmont." Adrian growled out slightly before looking at the apocalyptic landscape.

"What happened to this place..." Lenore asked in a horrified whisper.

Leon added as he pointed, "This is the city, the city that was just fine a moment ago now it's... it's… it's..." He couldn't find the words to describe what was on screen.

"Gone. Reduced to the smallest bits of foundation... This is the future, isn't it?" Isaac asked, attempting to mask his shock.

The Director just nodded solemnly as he was seen enjoying a rather nice IPA. "Watch and learn, my friends. Watch and learn."

Willow had a glass of blood wine and sipped it gently, though she had a saddened expression on her face at the sight of the destroyed city.

Soon the camera panned as it showed Trevor in the ruins of a building as another soldier was seen looking out into the blasted ruin landscape. Soon, he tapped his shoulder as he hand signed for them to move to which he nodded.

Soon both crawled through the ruins only to reach the outside as the massive machine's weapons began to fire down on them. In stark contrast to the machine, the two soldiers' uniforms, armor, and even weapons all looked to be scavenged or make-shifted.

Moving among the bombed out cars the two ran as the machine fired down on them. Reaching to cover they thought it was safe only to look up and now see a new machine which was flying over the area as search lights looked around for them.

Jumping down into a hole, they came across what looked to be survivors, mostly the old and young which looked to be huddled together trying to hide from the machines outside.

"Poor bastards..." Trevor said sadly as he sipped some water.

Dracula spoke calmly, "I have seen many a battlefield with my brother, yet I have never seen one that looks as if the tales of Dante have come to life."

Carmilla questioned, "But that doesnt answer HOW the world came to be like this." Everyone now looked towards the Director who said with a cheeky smile, "Spoilers." With a raised finger to his lips.

Everyone groaned loudly, "Come on! Throw us a bone, you cryptic bastard!" Greta exclaimed.

The Director chuckled as he said, "Hey now, that's not how you talk to one of your future Father in Laws." Greta went to retort only for her brain to hurt as she tried to understand what he meant.

"MULTIVERSE IS BULLSHIT!" Greta shouted, done with trying to think of what he said.

Adrian sighed as he rubbed Greta's shoulders "There there, it's alright, love."

"Enough. Let us simply watch. I'm sure we'll get our answers soon enough." The Original Dracula said.

Leon nodded towards his brother's words as he said, "Here! Here!"

Soon, Trevor and his partner rushed out of the building as they went into the active battlefield. Plasma fire streaked across the sky as they fired at the towering machines that seemed to be going through the city hunting down the survivors as they fired into the ruined city.

For Trevor and the other soldier, they hid and waited as each prepared some bombs. Trevor threw his bomb which thankfully landed in front of the machine tank while the soldier, after throwing his, wasn't so lucky as the tank fired and when the plasma hit his body, it exploded.

Trevor looked away as he fought back tears and instead had a hardened look on his face and waited for the bomb he threw to do its job.

Leon looked towards his grandson before he laid a hand on his shoulder and said in a solemn voice, "Not all make it back."

Trevor lowered his head but nodded. "All we can do is ensure that their death was not in vain." He said.

Leon nodded as he gave Trevor's shoulder a firm grip with a small shake, "That's right Trevor, that's right."

Sypha wrapped her arms around his arm and laid her head on his shoulder.

Striga lowered her head and patted her chest with her fist gently as a sign of respect.

Soon the bomb exploded as it took out the machine. Running away from the scene, Trevor ran into another soldier who drove up in a scavenged car, moving from the driver's seat to the turret. Trevor drove as the soldier opened fire at the air machine which was chasing after them. While Trevor was a decent driver, the machine's aim was true as it hit the side, sending them flying then crashing.

While the soldier was dead, Trevor was very much alive as he screamed, trying to get away from the wreckage and fire only for him to wake up from the dream. He racked the pump of his shotgun, looking around for any threats only to see he was still at the construction site. Slowly, Trevor started up the car and drove off towards the city to try and find Sypha.

Sypha looks at Trevor with pity as she said in a hushed tone, "Oh Trevor." As she wraps her arms around Trevor in a comforting hug.

Trevor didn't say anything as he just held onto her. Adrian looked at him with sympathy as well before moving out of his seat to hug him as well. After a bit, Trevor took a deep breath and said to his friends, "Thank you... I'm alright now."

Adrian nodded before patting his shoulder gently. Sypha kissed his lips gently before holding onto him as they watched.

Speaking of Sypha, she was seen getting ready for a night on the town as her friend looked at her, "Hey don't wait up, my boy toy is gonna be paying me a visit."

Sypha just gives her friend a raised eyebrow as she said "So I should just stay out and let you two go at it all night like a couple of wild animals, huh." She poked her friend who laughed.

"Girl come on! I've got myself a nice guy, when are you gonna find a man?" Sypha just rolled her eyes as she went to the bathroom and started working on her hair, "I told you once, I'll tell you again. My schooling is more important than looking for some guy."

Her friend rolled her eyes as she said, "That's what keeps you from getting out there and finding someone. You either work or study. Never once have I seen you try to have a social life."

Sypha blushed as she looked towards Trevor who had a small smile and even bounced his eyebrows a bit which caused her to lightly slap his chest, "Oh get over yourself, Belmont!"

"Oh come on. I broke you out of that anti-social life shell once, I'm sure I can do it again." Trevor laughed lightly, already feeling better after seeing the flashback.

"Oh please…" Adrian rolled his eyes with a sigh.

Soon Sypha left after doing her hair and her friend's boy toy did arrive and both did have some fun together. However, for Sypha, she just went off towards some dance club to have a little fun.

Of course, not all was well as Striga soon found Sypha's home. Believing Sypha's friend to be her, she brutally murdered both Sypha's friend and her boyfriend.

For Sypha, she would look around and see Trevor following her, trying not to be seen. That didn't go so well as she quickly ducked into a club called Tech Noir and called her home. She told her friend about some strange guy. Back at the house, Striga went to a wallet and found Sypha's ID card. This prompted her to leave the house and towards the club to go after her target.

Sypha, now nervous, quickly decided to call the police which put her on hold until they finally transferred her to Mathias and Leon, "It's her!" Mathias quickly picked up the call as he said, "Sypha Belnades? This is LT. Mathias."

Sypha was silent, deathly so as she watched someone who was by all accounts her housemate and the man she loved be just killed like they were animals. Trevor held her to give her some comfort.

Leon just looked towards his brother as he said, "Let's hope our other selves can get to her."

Dracula nodded, "We must, or hope your grandson can help."

Leon nodded in agreement as Hector spoke up, who was sitting with Lenore and petting the fluffy puppy known as Snowy. "Why isn't he trying to approach her? Instead, he's acting like some type of mugger?"

"I believe it's because she's paranoid and believes he is the killer." Willow offered an explanation.

Trevor would have made a retort but he was currently softly rubbing Sypha's arm as he said, "Hey. You'll be alright."

Sypha nodded gently before looking at him, "I trust you, Trevor. I know you'll protect me." Trevor smiled as he and everyone looked back at the screen.

Sypha, now in an almost panic state, yelled over the music of the club, "Please don't put me on hold! Don't transfer me to another department please!"

Mathias nodded as he said in a calm voice to try and calm down the frantic girl, "Don't worry I wont. Just relax, can you tell me where you are?" Leon quickly pulled out a notepad as he was ready to write down any information he could get.

"I'm in this bar called Tech-Noir!"

Mathias nodded, as he asked, "Yeah down on Pico Street. Are you alright?"

Sypha, looking around, said, "Yeah! But I don't wanna leave. I think there's this guy following me!"

Mathias nodded as he said, "Alright now listen Miss Belnades, listen carefully. You're in a public place so you'll be safe 'till we get there but stay visible. Don't go outside, even to the restroom. I'll have a car there in a hot minute."

Sypha sighed as she nodded and replied, "Ok." Hanging up, she looked around for an empty table as she sat down and tried to relax. Off towards the bar, was Trevor who was following her while out front stepping inside was Striga who started to slowly look around almost as if scanning for Sypha.

Everyone tensed up as Sypha almost dug her nails into her arm rest as she had dread begin to build in her gut.

"Come on, she's right there, you git." Muttered Trevor as he watched on the edge of his seat.

Lisa was worried as she held onto her husband for comfort.

Striga walked past the gate when a bouncer tried to stop her, so she literally CRUSHED his hand and continued on with looking for Sypha until he finally found her. She looked up in time to see Striga slowly pull out the pistol, racking its slide as the laser slowly aimed towards her head as shock slowly began to come onto her face.

However, Trevor pushed people out of the way as he pulled out his shotgun and unloaded five whole loads from the tube as Striga went down. She seemed to be unmoving as people panicked and began to run away in terror. However much to the shock of a petrified Sypha, Striga's hand moved as she started to slowly get up as if he didn't just take five full shotgun blasts.

The on screen Sypha wasn't the only one who was acting like a deer in the headlight. Sypha, who was sitting in the chair, just stared with wide eyes at the screen as she slowly opened and closed her mouth as she honestly saw her life flash before her as she watched in slow motion that her other self was almost gunned down.

"So bullets cannot put her down. Even after five shots. While she's not human, even a vampire would be in pain from that. Yet she did not even make a sound from it." Adrian said, though he was also a little shaken from almost seeing his friend get killed.

Striga asked, "What is that gun loaded with?"

VEGA chirped as he brought up a small hologram display of the shell loaded and what Striga was hit with. "Standard issued at the time would have had the police shotgun loaded with double O buck shot. This ammo type, as the name implies, is for hunting deer and large game. In terms of 00 buckshot size, they are .330 inch in diameter and are the most commonly used size.

Due to the stopping power it offers, it's also one of the most widely used types of buckshot ammunition for home defense. 00 shot sends nine large caliber pellets flying at over 1,300 feet per second, and is powerful enough to go through car doors, metal panels and whatever else you may be shooting."

"And she's capable of getting up from that!?" Carmilla exclaimed, shocked at the statistics of the buckshots.

"The point is that she is something completely different. To be able to get up from that." Morana said, slightly horrified. "That's not Striga. At least… what we know."

Isaac, finally speaking up, asked in a low voice, "What in the Hell is she?"

"You will find out soon." Director Dracula smirked slightly.

Sypha, finally able to shake off the shock, got up and ran as Striga pulled out the Uzi from her jacket and unloaded. Seeing Sypha, she went to shoot her but killed the person behind her instead, causing both to fall to the ground. Turning around, Striga continued to fight with Trevor until finally she turned around and slowly walked towards a now terrified Sypha who looked up only to see the barrel of a reloaded Uzi aimed at her face.

Thankfully, Trevor came back around and began to fire again. Only this time, the sounds of metal hitting metal could be heard with each impact made on Striga from the shotgun blast before the final one sent Striga flying out the window and onto the streets.

Sypha, still in shock, stared only for Trevor to run up to her, grabbing her arm, he ordered, "Come with me if you wanna live!" Sypha didn't register what he said as her eyes went wide, seeing Striga slowly getting back up with clear damage towards the torso region of her shirt and coat. They were all kill shots yet she was still moving.

"COME ON! MOVE IT!" Shouted Trevor as he tried to get Sypha to move.

Sypha was the first to shout as she yelled, "MOVE! Stop acting like a scared rabbit, damn it!"

Trevor held her hand, "Easy love. This version is a normal civilian. She doesn't have your survival instincts."

Striga however, was staring at her other self who was sent through the window, she swore her vampiric hearing heard what it sounded like metal as she muttered, "Armor?"

Morana heard her and looked at her wife, "Dear?"

Striga shook her head, "Nothing, just… a stray thought."

"Don't hold it in. Tell me." Morana placed her hand on her arm.

Striga looked at her wife before sighing as she said, "I thought I heard armor when bullets hit her or me, I mean."

Morana was confused and looked at the screen, "But there's no armor on your counterpart." Striga nodded as she watched the screen more intently.

Dracula heard Striga's conversation and this made him think as he looked at the counterpart. He whispered, "Unless it's underneath her skin…"

Soon both raced out of the club with Striga hot on their tails. Each time Trevor would turn around and fire hoping to slow it down, even when blowing up a car it didn't slow her down. She just ran through the flames.

Once they got in the car, Striga jumped on the hood and busted through the front window, trying to grab Sypha. Of course, with some quick driving skills Trevor was able to get her off, only to drive off speeding with a police officer reporting everything. Striga killed the officer and took the patrol car to chase after them.

Trevor drove like a mad man as he looked over at Sypha and started asking her, "Are you ok? Are you hurt? You shot?" Sypha was just an animal in the headlights as he finally raised his voice, "HEY!" Sypha just nodded as he continued, "Listen! I'm here to help you! My name is Trevor! Sergeant Tech-com DN38416 assigned to protect you. You've been targeted for termination."

Everything went by so fast that it took a moment for everyone to catch up with what was happening to which Sypha was the first to say in a voice trembling with fear, "T… Ter… Termination." Her eyes were wide as dinner plates as she began to slowly breathe in and out of the paper bag she was given.

Trevor rubbed her back, "Hey hey, easy love. Just breathe in and out."

Lisa was shocked, "But why!? What could she possibly have done or is about to do to be terminated!?" She exclaimed.

"I need answers! Right now! No more cryptic answers!" Sypha shouted at Director Dracula.

The Director just smiled as he pointed to the screen, saying "In due time, in due time."

Striga was seen looking around in the stolen police car, before the radio called out the car's number. Striga picked up the radio and spoke in the now dead officer's voice, "This is one L nineteen heading west on Olympic." The dispatcher confirmed her location.

Cutting back to Trevor and Sypha, said girl was having a hard time, "This is a mistake." Looking at her savior, she said to him. "I haven't done anything!"

Trevor, still driving, just replied back. "No but you will. It's very important that you live."

Sypha just shook her head as she was in denial. "How could that person get up!? She should be-"

She was interrupted by Trevor by dropping a bombshell, "She's not a person, Hell she's not even an organic. She's a machine. Terminator, Cyberdyne systems model 1-0-1."

Driving onto the freeway, now Sypha was confused as she asked, "A machine? Like a robot?"

Trevor shook his head as he dropped more information. "Not a robot, a cyborg. Cybernetic Organism." Sypha was just shaking her head in denial again as Trevor pressed on after he evaded two more police patrol cars. "Alright listen. The Terminator is an infiltration unit. Part organic, part machine. Underneath, it's a hyper alloy combat chassis microprocessor controlled. Fully armored, very tough but outside its living organic tissue. Flesh. hair. blood. All grown for the cyborgs." Trevor explained as he drove around a parking lot trying to find a place to hide.

If Sypha before was full of fear, she was now in an almost catatonic state with a cocktail of denial as she slowly shook her head.

"I knew it..." Dracula said without a breath.

Striga wasn't taking it any better as she slowly looked down at her hands almost as if she was questioning whether she herself was real or not.

Morana was shocked as well but she looked at her wife and placed her hand on hers. "Love, don't think like that. That is not you, and you are not her."

Striga just nodded as she felt her wife's touch, her warmth, in a way it made her realize she was real and she was Striga. However, a small part of her mind couldn't help but linger as she thought, 'Am I truly here? Or am I elsewhere at this very moment in time and space?'

Morana gently laid her head against her shoulder.

"So she's... like your android servants, Ace?" Hector asked.

"Somewhat. Both have their prime directions except one has a bit more freedom to their movement and intelligence." Ace explained.

VEGA chirped as he added, "However, you shall learn more as time goes on, for this shall be a valuable lesson for you."

"A robot... disguised as a normal human being. How do you even tell the difference?" Lenore asked, in a slightly worried tone.

Hector stroked his chin before he looked at Lenore's puppy and began to use his knowledge of animals to come up with a theory.

Once Trevor parked the car, he looked right at Sypha as he said, "The 600 series was easy to spot. They used rubber skin so we spotted them easily. But these are new, sweat, bad breath everything, very hard to spot." Sypha just shook her head as Trevor continued, "I had to wait until she moved on you before I could zero on him."

Sypha breathed as she said, "Look, I am not stupid you know. They can not make things like that yet."

Trevor just nodded as he said seriously, "Not yet. Not for about forty years."

Sypha, now in shock, asked, "Are you saying it's from the future?"

Trevor sighed as he tried to explain it, "From one possible future. From your point of view, yes... look, I'm not good with tech stuff, alright?"

Sypha just nodded as she asked, "Then that means you're from the future too, right?" Trevor just nodded as she slowly nodded and said, "Right."

Carmilla couldn't help but chuckle a bit as she said, "Even with everything she had seen and learned, the Speaker still doesn't fully believe Belmont."

"Of course not. Did you believe Berkeley when he first told us about the Multiverse?" Dracula asked.

Carmilla tried to say something, but was speechless before sighing as she crossed her arms. "Fair point." She conceded.

"Well she better believe him soon if she wants to survive." Lenore said with a cross of her arms.,

Sypha tried to bolt only to be grabbed, in an attempt to get free she bit Trevor's hand which he did feel and his face showed it. Once he got her to stop, he raised his voice at her. "Cyborgs don't feel pain! I do. Don't do that again."

Sypha, now on the verge of tears, begged him, "Please just let me go."

Only to get a raised voice back, "LISTEN! And understand. That Terminator is out there. It can't be bargained with, it can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity or remorse or fear and it absolutely will not stop! EVER! Until you are dead."

She was now shedding tears as Trevor let go of her slowly. Once freed, she asked the important question. "Can you stop it?"

Sypha chuckled a bit awkwardly as she looked away, "I uh… I suppose it's an understandable reaction." Trying to be polite about the fact another version of her decided to chomp down on her savior and by extension another version of Trevor's hand.

"I've been bitten by monsters lots of times, but being bitten by my girlfriend? Not sure if that's my thing." Trevor commented to which Adrian chuckled while Sypha blushed and whined a little.

Striga, of course grinned as she went to say, "Well I for one-" Only to get a paper fan to the head by her wife who is glaring at her.

"They don't need to know about what goes on in our sex life, Striga." Morana said to which Lenore giggled.

"Morana, you do realize we could hear you two back at our home, right? You're not exactly quiet about it." Carmilla said, petting Princess and rubbing her ears.

That got some chuckles as Isaac finally spoke up, "It does raise a good question, if such a thing shows up in our world. Could I and my fellow Forgemaster take such a threat or even vampires?"

"It would be very difficult. But it is not invincible, it's flesh can be melted, but you would have to worry about what's underneath. Your conventional weapons would hardly do damage." Director Dracula responded.

Striga looked at the Director and in classic Striga fashion, asked "What about a big sword? Like a really BIG Sword." Morana groaned slightly as she facepalmed.

"If you can cut through its thick metal, perhaps." He replied.

"What if you heat the sword up? Get it hot as the fires of Hell and then cleave through it?" Leon suggested.

"That may actually work." Willow said.

Trevor sighed as he ran his hand through his hair as he replied, "I don't know. With these weapons I don't know."

Striga was seen still driving until a report came over the radio about the damaged car being found which caused him to turn and speed off towards the parking garage.

"Shit." Everyone said in unison with the exception of both Draculas.

Sypha and Trevor were seen now getting into a new car as he set the shotgun beside him while Sypha stayed low. That's when she asked, "Trevor. Why me? Why does it want me?"

He looked at her before he started to tell how the future came to be. "There was a huge war. About a few years from now. All of this will be gone."

"FINALLY, she starts asking the real questions!" Lisa exclaimed with an exaggerated wave of her arms.

Morana then exclaimed to everyone, "PENS! PADS!" To which everyone who was of the 'smarty pants' camp pulled out pens and pads ready to take down every detail, while those of normal or modest IQ just looked at them, while Sypha just sat there and waited to hear why she was being targeted to be killed.

"This oughta be good." Trevor commented as he took a sip of water.

Trevor began to load his shotgun as he continued, "There were survivors. Pockets here and there. Flotillas trying to survive. But all of this happened because of Skynet. A defense computer that was plugged into everything. Planes, drones, national defenses, everything. Of course, once it came online it deduced that we, organics, were a threat to its existence and in a nano-second it decided the fate of all life in the galaxy. Extermination." Was all he said to which Sypha looked at Trevor with eyes full of shock before asking, "Did you see this war?"

Trevor shook his head as he said, "No, I was born after." His face grew grim as he continued, "Most of us were rounded up for orderly disposal." Lifting up his jacket sleeve, he showed a barcode on his arm. "It's branded by laser scan."

Sypha looked at the bar code before looking back at him, "Some of us were kept alive, to work. Loading bodies the disposal units ran night and day. We were that close to going out forever." Trevor's face then turns from serious to one with a hint of hope "But there was one man." He said to her.

"Who taught us to fight, to storm the wires of the camps, to smash those metal motherfuckers into junk. He turned it around, he brought us back from the brink." That's when Trevor dropped the biggest bombshell, one that finally brought light to why Sypha was being targeted. "His name was Belmont, Simon Belmont. Your son, Sypha. Your unborn son." Sypha just stared at him with widened eyes with her mouth slightly dropped in shock.

Sypha's face grew in horror hearing the future this version of Trevor came from, but now she was completely catatonic, almost dead to the world as soon as the words left Trevor's mouth on screen.

Trevor was in a similar state as the glass of water slipped from his hands, crashing onto the floor as they stared up at the screen.

Leon, however, spoke in a clearly shocked voice, "My… my descendant."

"This... This isn't possible!" Morana said, trying to process the information.

"If Trevor came back in time to protect Sypha... and their son is the leader..." Lenore felt a headache coming from trying to rationalize it.

Willow stayed silent as she enjoyed the small microcosm of chaos of them trying to understand the beast that is the Multiverse and time travel.

"Then Simon must've known that Trevor was his father and so he had to be the one to travel through time to protect Sypha." Dracula deduced.

Adrian shook his head as he said, "Wait. Wait. Wait. WAIT! That would mean that Sypha would have had to told her son somehow who his father just by his name alone, yet he wouldn't know because their could have been others with the same name like we saw with Sypha but he doesn't tell his father that he is son while fighting the machines and how do the machines not know who the father is and!" Adrian somehow during this whole process became very cross eyed and nearly passed out.

Regardless of what people thought or tried to rationalize, everyone ended up shouting the same conclusion. "TIME TRAVEL IS BULLSHIT!!"

However, for one Director and his Wife both simply swirled wine as they enjoyed the chaos like it was some kind of opera.

Ace sweat dropped before saying, "Let's get back to the viewing."

VEGA chirped, "Resuming Playback."

As Trevor finally got the car going, the Terminator finally saw them and began to open fire on them as Trevor drove out of the parking garage, all while exchanging fire with the Terminator. Of course, this all comes to a head when the stolen patrol car smashed into the wall of an overpass with the sound of more Police cars racing towards them.

Trevor went for his gun only for Sypha to stop him as she said in a pleading voice, "NO DON'T! Don't fight them!" Trevor just looked at Sypha as he sighed, only to give up while she was carefully wrapped up in a comfort blanket. However, the officers going to check the crashed patrol car didn't find the Terminator, in fact she wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Everyone was thrown for a loop as Striga wanted to feel good at the idea that she, her, another version of her was able to shrug off a crash such as what was shown but the larger part of her brain told her otherwise.

"How bad can these vehicle crashes be?" Hector asked out of morbid curiosity.

The Director chuckled, "Bad. I remember one time I decided to give racing a try… and let's just say that a car going over three hundred miles per hour and then said car crashing via going airborne and then flipping over five times before being stopped by a wall is not a fun experience."

Everyone sweat dropped at that description while Willow looked at her husband, "I'm sorry, when the fuck did you do this!?"

The Director chuckled as he went to try and not dig himself a deeper grave with his wife, "Well you see the… the thing was-"

"Actually, no. I don't want to know. I don't want to know what other dumb shit you did." Willow sighed as she sipped on her glass of wine.

The Director sighs as VEGA continued the viewing.

It cut to Sypha sitting in the office of the two detectives as each came back in, but this time with a new addition, Silberman, holding a clipboard with a smile as Mathias came down to Sypha's level and asked in a kind voice, "Sypha? Sypha, try to drink some of this." He handed her a cup as Sypha sniffed a bit as it seemed like she was crying.

What really caused her to cry was when it was confirmed her friend and her boyfriend were indeed killed only for Mathias to try and comfort her as he introduced Silberman, "Sypha, this is Doctor Silberman."

He smiled as he said, "Hi Sypha."

Mathias, attempting to get Sypha to direct her feelings elsewhere, said, "Now I want you to tell him everything that Trevor told you, you think you can do that?" She just nods her head.

Sypha looked at the doctor and with concern in her voice, "Why do I have the feeling I won't like him?"

"I'm getting that feeling as well, dear." Lisa said, narrowing her eyes at him.

Silberman smiled as he explained "I'm a criminal psychologist." He said with a yawn as Sypha asked, "Is Trevor crazy?"

Silberman with a smile replied, "Well that's what we're gonna find out." Before clicking a pen.

Cutting to a window, the sight of damaged hands were seen climbing up as a bleeding Striga was climbing into an empty apartment.

"Striga sure got fucked up from that crash." Trevor commented.

Hector clicked his tongue as he said, "Yet is still moving, however unlike our Striga, she doesn't have the vampiric healing ability which is a plus, I guess."

"But if it's all just metal underneath, then surely she would raise suspicion." Greta responded.

Soon the Terminator began to cut into her arm as it showed the internals of a super advanced mechanism that she began to work on.

Cutting back to the interrogation room, Silberman asked, "So you're a soldier? Fighting for whom?"

Trevor answered, "With the 132nd under Perry from 21 to 27."*

Silberman clarified with him, "That's the year 2021 to 2027, correct?"

Dracula listened in an effort to find something to pick apart from this interrogation.

Leon smiled a bit. "Even if this version of my grandson isn't a hunter, he turned out to be a fine soldier." The smile turned into a frown "However, that still doesn't excuse the fact that these people will not believe him."

"Can you exactly blame them? His explanation sounds bat shit insane." Lenore said before taking a sip of wine.

"Let's just hope they have enough of an open mind to at least listen to him." Lisa hoped while her husband gently held her.

Behind the two-way glass, Leon looked towards Mathias who was smoking as he said with a sly smirk, "This is fucking great." Only for Mathias to be focused on the interrogation as it cut back to Silberman who asked, "And who is the enemy again?"

Trevor, who was looking to be fed up with all of this said towards him, "A computer defense system built for SAC-NORAD by Cyberdyne Systems."

Silberman nodded as he moved to sit down near Trevor as he asked, "And this computer thinks it can win by killing the mother of its enemy, killing him in fact before he is even conceived. Like some sort of retroactive abortion?"

"That's a terrible description!" Lisa exclaimed.

Sypha subconsciously wrapped her arms around her stomach as she stared wide eyed at the screen before she exclaimed, "DON'T CALL IT THAT!"

"That's a fucked up way to say it." Trevor cringed before placing his hand on her stomach as well.

"But not incorrect." Carmilla muttered slightly.

Silberman then asked the important question, "Why didn't the computer kill Belmont then?"

Trevor looked right at him as he laid out what the final battle of the war was like, "It had no choice, their defense grid was smashed. We won, killing Belmont then would make no difference." Silberman nodded as he continued, "Skynet had to wipe out his entire existence."

The doctor then brought up his notes as he asked, "Is that when you captured the lab complex? And found the... what was it called? The Time Displacement Equipment?"

Trevor nodded as he said, "That's right. The Terminator had already gone through so Belmont sent me to intercept and then they blew the whole place up."

Silberman asked the important question, "How are you supposed to get back?"

Trevor just glared at the doctor as he said, "I can't. Nobody goes home, nobody else comes through. Its just her and me."

Sypha again was an animal caught in the high beams as she stared right at the eyes of the Belmont on screen. Totally locked in an absolute sense of fear and horror as if she could feel the same emotions as her on screen counterpart.

"He knew he would be stuck in the past, and he still went through with it. He's a true Belmont." Leon said with a smile.

"But now, out of morbid curiosity, what would happen to Striga if she ended up completing her mission? Would she just... stop?" Lenore asked.

Willow explained, "She is a machine. Once her mission is done, she will either shut down and wait for reactivation codes, or probably roam."

Striga frowned, "Then I would be left with nothing for my purpose has been fulfilled. That is... no way to live."

Morana remembered an old story she heard from the vampire generals from the far east as she said, "Like a wandering warrior with no master and no purpose."

"Belmont." Striga called out to Trevor who looked at her. "Make sure you give my other self a good death."

Trevor couldn't help but chuckle as he replied, "That's if my otherself can even give the metal fucker a dent."

Cutting back to the Terminator, she was seen over a sink as she began to work on her damaged eye. Well, in reality the machine removed the whole eyeball and what came up to look in the mirror would become the stuff of nightmares as staring into the mirror was the red glow of its optics giving a glimpse of what's under the skin of the Terminator.

Once she finished with repairs, he went to the bed and began arming up with the weapons she had and even put on a pair of sunglasses which hid the red eye. Only for the building manager to knock on the door and ask, "Hey what's with the smell!? You got a dead animal in there or something!?"

From the point of view of Striga, she viewed the world in a full red spectrum, as a list of responses came up and it chose one that it found good enough to use. "Fuck you, bitch."

Trevor couldn't help but snort and laugh at the colorful language she went with.

Striga also let out a small chuckle while her wife just looked at the machine interface and said, "It… it repeats what it hears."

"It learns from what is told to her." Carmilla said, rather impressed.

"Must be its way of blending in. By learning the language of those around it, it can be seen as normal." Dracula surmised.

Soon, it cut back to the Police Station as Mathias and his partner Leon were trying to help Sypha understand what's going on. "Sypha, you see this?" Mathias asked as he showed off some body armor. "This body armor that our guys use can stop a shotgun blast. The girl who was trying to kill you was probably wearing some when she got shot."

Sypha looked at the two as she asked, "What about the windshield? How could she punch through that?"

Leon chimed in as he replied, "Probably red sand or some other form of hard narcotic. Probably broke every bone in her hand and wouldn't feel it for hours." He said as Sypha seemed to be calming down while Mathias took her to another room.

"Listen, until the other person is caught, you're gonna be under protective custody, ok? For now why don't you just sleep here on the couch while me and my partner get everything arranged for you to be taken to a safe house, alright?" Sypha just nodded as Mathias smiled before walking out with his partner.

Lenore stared at the screen for a moment or two, thinking this version of her Lord and the patriarch Belmont were insane until she let the rational part of her brain kick in. "That… that is actually a reasonable way to see the events go down. From their perspective they believe Striga was wearing a form of body armor and was on extremely powerful drugs."

"Are there drugs that could cause such a thing?" Greta asked curiously.

"There are many adrenaline boosting drugs that could dull your nerves and heighten your senses. Though the after effects will potentially damage your mind." The Director explained.

"We should ensure those types of drugs do not end up in the hands of normal folk." Lisa said gently.

Striga, however, was stroking her chin as she said, "It sounds like those mushrooms the Norse would take to become Berserkers." She felt the eyes of her wife as she quickly added, "I would never use them myself. I'm a proud warrior. I would never use such a crutch to increase my chance of victory."

"You better not, or I will take away that sword of yours." Morana warned her.

Striga looked hurt as she said in a clearly fearful voice, "No… Not Winter's Blade, anything but that my desert flower!"

"Then you better behave yourself, estimado." Morana said with a cross of her arms.

Soon it cut to the front of the Police Station where Silberman was seen checking out of the station. Not even noticing the Terminator as she walked up to the reception desk where a sergeant was seen working. "I am a friend of Sypha Belnades, I was told she was here. Could I see her, please?"

The officer shook his head as he informed her, "No I'm sorry, but she's making a statement."

Not phased, the Terminator asked, "Where is she?" He stopped doing his paperwork as he informed her, "Look, it may take awhile, if you need to wait there's a bench over there." He indicated to which the Terminator looked only to lean close to the glass as she said, "I'll be back." Before turning around and leaving the station.

"Oh I don't like the look of this..." Lenore said in a worried tone.

Greta felt amazed and scared at the same time, "I don't know if I should be amazed at that line or fearful… Is there even a word for what I'm feeling?"

"Suspense. You're in suspense of that line." Dracula responded.

Greta nodded, "Thank you."

Dracula made a noise of acknowledgement before watching.

Soon, a beam of light shined on the sergeant as he looked up in time to see his death in the form of a car ramming into the front of the station, killing him instantly. The Terminator, not even phased, got out with an assault rifle in one hand and the shotgun in the other as she began to walk into the station and started slaughtering every police officer who got in her way with deadly precision.

What was even more scary was that it was unaffected by all gun types and ammo as he just gunned them down all together. Mathias was seen telling Sypha to stay where she was as him and Leon both broke out assault rifles to try and confront the Terminator who was doing what many thought was impossible, taking on a Police Station single handedly.

"She's finally making her move." Trevor sighed before holding Sypha's hand.

Hector just looked at this version of Striga in honest fear before slowly looking at Morana and asked, "Has she… Is she able to do such feats?"

"She has. She is capable of decimating many armies with just her sword and her Daywalker armor, but this is... This is a slaughter for no reason other than they're in her way to getting her target." Morana responded.

Striga just looked at her counterpart and slowly began to ball up her fist, "This is not honor, this is not battle, this machine who wears my skin has NO HONOR AS A TRUE WARRIOR!" She slammed her fist on the armrest of her chair and actually dented it slightly.

"Easy, dear sister." Carmilla put her hand on Striga's shoulder.

"Belmont will figure out a way. Have faith." Lenore said from behind her.

The Terminator continued to gun down any Police Officer who got in his way. Mathias was able to get Sypha and Trevor out only to be gunned down which caused Leon to try and avenge his partner only to be gunned down himself.

Dracula sighed gently as he knew he wouldn't have survived, but he took solace knowing two things. He died protecting the saviors of the future, and that he got to fight alongside his brother in arms once more.

Leon smiled as he looked at his brother, "We went down fighting a metal bitch and protecting the future." He held up a glass of ale towards his brother before drinking it.

Dracula raised his glass as well before taking a drink.

"I'm a little disturbed at how well they took their deaths." Sypha commented.

"That's the thing, Speaker. A true warrior is not afraid of death. The Belmont and our Lord are true warriors. They know more about warfare than any of us." Striga explained.

Greta nodded, "I used to hear the same thing from former knights and mercenaries."

Lisa, while she had seen him die before, it was still hard for her to watch him die again.

Escaping the station, both Trevor and Sypha drove off into the night as they tried to escape the area leaving a Police station on fire with the Terminator slowly walking out looking for her target.

Once they got far away enough, both were now seen under a bridge as Sypha was seen fixing up Trevor's arm which got cut in the attack.

Soon both began to cuddle. Sypha shivered slightly but said to Trevor, "Talk to me some more." Clearly wanting to distract herself from the Terminator's recent attack.

Trevor nodded as he did just that, "We would stay down by day, only come out at night. Of course, we did this with the ships as well since Skynet's sensors were attuned to work better during the day because of the solar panels so it had more power for its processors." He looked off towards the wall as he said, "That's the only time really we could move around. We had to be careful of the HKs because they had inferred." He smiled a bit as he started to remember "But they're not too bright. Simon taught us how to dust them... 'til the infiltrators started to appear."

He said as the scene began to bleed back to the future war, once again at night and destroyed and filled with skulls and bones of those unlucky to be caught in the attacks.

The vampires couldn't help but chuckle a bit, "Oh great irony that humanity has to adapt such as us nightwalkers simply because the machines couldn't operate well at night." Snarked Carmilla.

However Lenore was more scared at the fact that the 'infiltrators' were much harder to see than the early humanoid machines.

Soon, bolts of plasma went flying into the air from the ruins, as an HK flier flew over the ruins looking for the source of the plasma fire from the ground.

It was being watched as the sight of the tactical readout of binoculars was seen as radio chatter could be heard, "We have a flyer over sector 2-1 Alpha near the temple, it's a loner." Came the calm voice of a vampire before a male voice replied, "Solid copy, Hunter 3 is closest."

Cutting back, the sight of a team was seen being led by Trevor which was made up of humans and vampires as Trevor made hand motions to which the vampires nodded as they carefully moved from the cover of a destroyed Hunter Killer Tank with what look to be anti-air rockets.

Carefully moving through the ruins, the two carefully lined up their shots as the beeping of a missile lock could be heard before a lock was sounded which let both shooters fire off their rockets. The HK flyer missed the first but the other rocket found its target which caused it to crash into the ruins of the temple before exploding. With their daily victory in hand the team moved quickly into the underground to live and fight again another day as they moved through the pipe work towards their underground base.

Now with a better view of the war, all took in as much info as possible, "So my other self is a hunter." Trevor commented.

Willow nodded as she explained what Trevor's team was, "You're what is known as a Hunter Killer team, your job is to help take out any and all enemy air units while also being highly mobile."

"Very good at it, it seems." Leon praised him with a pat on his shoulder.

"I see there are vampires fighting alongside humans. Not since Mrs. Tepes became Queen have we seen such an alliance." Isaac commented.

"The only question is what was the compromise for it? Voluntary blood donations?" Lisa asked.

Carmila spoke up and for once, did not speak with any sort of snark or insult into her voice, "A common foe, the machines want all organics dead and since we vampires are still organic in nature, it makes sense we would fight alongside the humans to beat these machines anyway we can."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Dracula quoted with a small smirk on his face.

Leon nodded as he said, "Hell of an enemy."

Once they arrived at a metal door, Trevor knocked on it and began to read out his rank and service number only to be let in. Once inside, he was met by not just a Vampire with a rifle but also several heavy mounted weapons pointed at the door. Each team member let their hands be sniffed by some dogs as each signed in with the duty officer.

Stopping by the map it showed that several other bases were established, but each country was still being contested for control. While the armies still moved, they were protected. The main HQ for the resistance leadership was simply known as Castlevania as it didn't show its location out of fear for the machines finding it, but the only information for it was a simple phrase 'Castlevania HQ Still Active.' Which meant that the resistance high command was alive and still giving out orders.

All that anyone knew was that while Simon Belmont was the leader of the Resistance, there was one other leader... She was simply known as the Messiah. Who works alongside Simon in an effort to destroy Skynet and take back the Earth. Only the officers and higher rank officials knew about her.

Now that bit of info got EVERYONE'S attention as Adrian asked, "Our… our home is high command?"

"It makes sense, it is easily the greatest castle and a beacon for the King of Vampires." Morana said.

"But it is not my castle, as I was dead even before the war began. Unless someone else took up the mantle of Dracula or it is someone else who has the crown." Dracula said.

Soon, everyone slowly turned their gazes towards Adrian who in turn looked back at them, "What?"

"It could be you, Adrian. You could be the King in this one." Sypha explained.

Adrian stared at them, all of them, as even his parents were looking at their son as he said, "What? No! No! That's… That's not possible. I mean yes, my father did raise me to take the throne one day but… What!?"

"But you're all forgetting one thing, that universe's Dracula is dead. So unless we see their Lisa, I believe the Prince doesn't even exist and it is someone else. Possibly someone we've never met before." Carmilla said with Princess rubbing her face into her stomach.

Many disagreed with her assessment, but some of them had an inkling of her thought. Perhaps it was someone else.

After a briefing, Trevor began to walk through the bunker as he saw the sick, the lost, soldiers who saluted him and he saluted back. He watched several vampires drink from several human volunteers. Then a child who used a stick as a gun popped up in front of him to which he responded in kind with a smile. Finding a spot to finally rest, he laid his head against the wall as he pulled out a photo, a photo of Sypha, wearing a headband in a land rover looking off in the distance at what looked to be some backwater country. He studied the photo as he remembered the memory of Simon giving it to him with a smile and a nod. The face of Simon was obstructed and all that could be seen was a shot of a hand giving him the photo with a uniform that only an officer would wear.

Leaning back, he closed his eyes, trying to get some rest as everyone else just tried to survive as the radio spoke up, "Transport for the civies is to be held off as machine patrol is too thick at this moment." More and more he listened, the more he realized that the war was still going on and while soldiers fought and died to the machines, the lives they saved and getting into a safer country or even to Castlevania meant that they could continue to fight the machines.

Syhpa stared at the screen as she tried to get any features of her son but was sad she couldn't see his face. Trevor was also saddened because he wanted to see his son.

Morana, however, was looking at the information presented, "They're trying to get everyone they can out. The more people they have, the more they can send against the machines."

"But many of them are just normal people. They can't fight and they'll only be killed. Strength and morale is starting to run low, it looks like." Hector said.

Leon sighed as he nodded his head. "Even when my brother and I wore armor, those above would use less skilled fighters as a means to soften up the enemy so we would have a swift victory."

Lenore added, "Much like the Roman Empire which did the same, they would send in recruits against their enemies to allow the veterans time to prepare in the rear of their formations."

"Cull the weak so that the strong can take the glory. I doubt it will be the same here, but they do look like they are losing." Striga said.

That's when Dracula spoke, "But we know they won. They made one final push and discovered the Time Displacement Equipment. Perhaps we are looking at the end of this war."

With that information, everyone started to truly think about the war and sure enough it would make sense that in the end they would win. But at what cost?

Of course, before he could get any rest the sound of dogs barking could be heard as they were going crazy at a group of survivors coming in only for the sight of an emotionless person to be seen with a tunic before finally it was revealed that he was a Terminator. It pulled out a heavy plasma cannon and opened fire on the bunker which caused Trevor to jump into action as he began ordering people to get moving.

The Terminator took a few shots as he killed the dogs before returning to gunning down everyone in sight. The resistance fighters opened fire as they tried to kill her only for Trevor to get hit as he looked at the photo of Sypha burning slowly. All while the sound of death and screams filled the underground.

From the deafening silence, came the voice of Hector as he said, "Dogs… Can smell the machines."

"Very clever. A canine's senses are greater than that of humans. They can sense something is wrong." Dracula said with an impressed look.

Lenore wanted to add in but turned to see Hector with a notepad as he was writing down theories and even ideas of how to use man's best friend or even werefolks in the future to help defend the Tepes Family.

"So that's why they had dogs at the entrance. To ensure no one was a Terminator." Trevor said, nodding before taking another sip of water.

"It also explains why the first Sypha's dog was going nuts." Leon added.

Cutting back to the past, Trevor looked at Sypha who was waking up and she said, "Strange... I was just dreaming about dogs."

Trevor smiled as he said, "We actually use dogs to sniff out Terminators." He started to get up. "We need to get moving, find a place to hide and figure out our next move."

Sypha just nodded as the two began to move again only to find a motel which was playing a news report of a 'terrorist attack' at the main Police Station.

Paying for the room, both Sypha and Trevor were seen now making bombs as he planned, "We need to lure the metal bitch into a trap, lure it into one spot and just hit it with everything we can." He said, all while making pipe bombs.

"Would that even be enough?" Lisa asked.

Striga sighed, "It has to be, if they don't take the machine out then it will keep trying to find them."

"They're running out of options, and it will only be a matter of time before she finds me- I mean them." Sypha corrected herself.

Despite them being safe, everyone could feel the tension and suspense.

Trevor, now looking at the materials they had, had sighed as he said to Sypha. "I have to go pick up a few things, you stay here and use this only if you need to." He handed Sypha what looked to be a small snub nose style revolver before he headed out of the hotel room.

Sypha, now alone, decided to get a shower. Later on, she was seen on the phone with what sounded like her grandfather who was talking to her in a worried tone, "You make me come up to the cabin like I'm some kind of criminal, Sypha. The least you can do is tell me where you are."

Sypha, with a slightly hurt look, nodded as she began to speak only for the shot to change to a Cabin.

However the Cabin looked to be damaged as if someone broke in as the camera slowly panned before coming to the familiar figure of the Terminator who was listening to the address being given before he said to Sypha in her grandfather's voice, "I love you too, dear." Hanging up he dials the number of the motel that Trevor and Sypha were staying at as he said in the now accented voice, "What are the directions to your establishment?"

Sypha was now deathly still as she stared wide-eyed at the screen.

Trevor's eyes widened, "No... Not him..." He wouldn't admit it, but the Elder Speaker changed him for the better. He rekindled the spark that made him remember why he was a Belmont. So to see him killed by this machine and imitating his voice hurt his heart.

Striga was silent, but her body was shaking, trembling with a burning rage for while she was an undead blood sucking warrior. She still had honor and principle and the one she held above many outside of loving her wife deeply was to never disrespect the dead.

Sypha couldn't help but start crying as she put a hand to her mouth and tears trickled down her cheeks. "My Grandfather!" She cried out as Trevor wrapped his arms around her. Adrian and Greta also walked over to hug the poor Speaker.

Trevor spoke to Sypha as he petted her head, "It's alright. They will defeat her. I promise you they will turn that walking bucket of bolts into scrape."

Sypha took deep breaths before her eyes burned with rage, "For Mathias and Leon... For my friend... For my Grandfather!"

Trevor nodded as he gave a soft kiss on her forehead and whispered, "For our son."

Adrian rubbed her shoulder gently as Greta hugged her as well. Then they moved back to their seats and paid attention to the screen.

Back at the motel, Trevor returned and was teaching Sypha, who was dressed, on how to make pipe bombs. Sypha slowly gazed up at Trevor's upper body. The scars, battle wounds, even what looked to be impact burns from plasma fire as she asked, "Do they hurt?"

He stopped working on a pipe bomb as he noticed her looking at his wounds as he nodded a bit. "Sometimes." He answered simply.

"What uh, what are women like in your time?" Sypha asked, out of curiosity.

Trevor, who was gazing down at the table littered with pipe bomb materials, said in an almost shallow voice, "They're strong. They're good soldiers. They pull their weight well."

Sypha looked at him with pity as she clarified her question, "No, I mean... Do you have anyone special?" Trevor was quiet.

"Are they... Are they doing this now? In the middle of Striga hunting them down?" Isaac asked, a little baffled.

Lisa smiled, "Fear often leads to such things."

"No no, I'm in agreement with Isaac. They can start fucking AFTER they've taken Striga down." Carmilla protested.

Sypha, in a rare show of emotion, shouted at Carmilla, "THEN MY SON WON'T BE BORN!"

Everyone went wide eyed at her outburst. Carmilla shook off her shock then looked away with a huff.

Sypha stared wide-eyed as she began to shake slightly "No… I didn't... I'm sorry, I'm just."

Lisa, getting up from her seat, walked over to the speaker and took her hands as she gently rubbed her knuckles, "Shh, shh dear. It's alright. I understand more than you know."

She looked into Lisa's eyes before nodding gently. She worked to wipe away her tears. "I just... I'm so scared something will go wrong."

Lisa nodded as she brought the Speaker into a comforting embrace, "I know, what you're feeling is what I and Willow felt when we became mothers for the first time. It's that fear that you will lose that child you're carrying in you. It's that feeling of you wanting to protect that child until they are born. It's your motherly nature."

Sypha didn't say anything as she just held onto Lisa and took deep breaths in an effort to calm down.

Lisa rubbed her back gently before asking, "Are you alright now?" Sypha nodded and rubbed her eyes gently. She looked at Carmilla and apologized, "I'm sorry for yelling at you."

Carmilla shook her head, "No, no it's alright. I should have truly thought about the bigger implications before I opened my mouth."

Lisa nodded as she and everyone else went back to watch the screen.

Trevor looked around a bit and began to show emotion as he looked down, "Simon Belmont gave me a photo of you once." He looked at Sypha as he continued, "I didn't know at the time why. It's very old, torn, and faded." Sypha let a single tear fall down her face as she listened to Trevor who now had a small smile on his face. "You were young like you are now. You seem just a little sad."

Trevor looked off into the air as he said, "I used to always wonder what you were thinking at that moment. I memorized every line, every curve." Trevor, now locking eyes with Sypha, said with a caring tone in his voice, "I came across time for you Sypha, I love you. I always have." Sypha's gaze seemed to be locked with Trevor's as she started to move closer towards him until finally both locked their lips with each other as both embraced each other.

Of course, it cut to outside the motel as the couple had their moment together.

Those who were of the romantic story loving type, had their hearts melted at the very thought that someone would be so madly in love with someone, their one true love in a sense, that they would go through time and space just to be with them.

Of course, much like their on screen counterparts, Sypha and Trevor had each other in their arms as they kissed each other deeply, passionately.

Adrian smiled at the sight of them in love. They deserved each other and complimented well. He held Greta's hand as he looked at her as well.

Dracula and Lisa held each other as well as he gently pressed his forehead against hers.

Lisa smiled as she like others looked back at the screen hoping that maybe, MAYBE! The two on screen can catch a break.

However, all would not be perfect for long as the sound of a motorbike was heard as the Terminator showed up at the motel. Outside a dog was barking at the cyborg as she slowly walked towards the room that Sypha and Trevor were in.

Thankfully, the barking alerted the two as Trevor quickly packed everything up while Sypha moved to help. Thanks to their quick thinking, both were able to avoid the Terminator as she busted down the door and began filling the room full of bullets. Once the shooting stopped, she scanned the area only to find that her target wasn't there.

Sypha went ridged as was now holding on to Trevor with an honest death grip.

"Goddamn it..." Greta said, the feeling of love being replaced with tension and fear.

Adrian said towards Trevor and Greta, "We're both getting a dog, a very big, and very strong dog." The two nodded while Hector up top commented, "Well Your Grace, might I recommend-"

Only for Isaac to put a hand over his mouth, much to Lenore's glare, as he said in a commanding tone, "Shut your mouth and let us see if they survive or not."

Soon, both started a truck as they began to drive away, all while the Terminator gave chance as she tried to shoot them as Trevor would throw homemade bombs at the machine. Luckily, one of the bombs hit the bike which sent her falling and was even hit by a large oil tank truck. The truck driver and his friend stepped out to see if the person they ran over was fine, only to see a heavily scarred Terminator as more of her metal endoskeleton was seen, causing both to run as the Terminator now took the truck and drove after the two again.

Now both Trevor and Sypha were holding each other as they began to say togehter, "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit."

Lisa held Dracula's hand as she felt afraid for the couple.

Soon, the chase ended with the truck they were driving being sent off the road as it rolled. Thankfully, Trevor and Sypha were able to survive the crash as the Terminator attempted to go after Sypha who was running as the machine tried to build up speed to run her down.

However, what the machine didn't know was that Trevor put a bomb on the tank that the truck was pulling with a lit fuse. As the fuse burned closer, it exploded which thankfully Sypha was able to get behind a building as the truck was engulfed in flames. Slowly she looked around the corner as Sypha finally saw the machine climb out and limp before finally falling down seemingly dead.

Looking around she saw Trevor a bit beaten with a streak of blood coming down his head which caused Sypha to yell in shock, "TREVOR!" Running towards him, both held each other in their embrace as Sypha cried while Trevor held her close and laughed, thinking they finally killed the Terminator.

Everyone breathed out a sigh of relief as they finally won. "We did it! We killed that fucking bitch!" Sypha cried out in relief as she hugged Trevor tightly.

Trevor held her tightly as he nods laughing abit "Yeah we did! We got her Sypha! We fucking got her!"

There was smiles around. However, one wasn't smiling, the one who wasn't was Dracula who was staring at the screen intently. Waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Lisa cheered as well but when she saw her husband not smiling, she knew something was wrong. "Love, what's wrong?"

Dracula looked at her before saying in a grave tone, "It's not over."

However, the two's celebration was cut as the sound of metal bending was heard. Slowly, the two looked towards the wreckage as both slowly adopted faces of horror, as coming out from the wreckage was the metal skeleton of the Terminator, metal shining from the fire, its red eyes slowly looking at the two as both stared in mute horror as if a metal demon of Hell rose before them.

"No... No... NO!!" Sypha shrieked.

Trevor growled as he banged his armrest shouting, "GIVE US A FUCKING BREAK, WILL YOU!?"

"Of course, it's not destroyed. That skeleton is too dense for a simple explosion." Striga said with a sneer.

Morana nodded, "Nor for fire unless it's something akin to Hell Fire."

"Do they have any more of those bombs? Perhaps they can stick one inside of it." Leon suggested.

"That could work, but would it finally kill it?" Adrian asked, before looking at Greta.

She sighed as she said to Adrian, "I don't know, I honestly don't know."

Both started to run as best as they could with Shepard limping away towards a factory. Closing the huge metal doors, Trevor brought down the bar as the Terminator started banging on the door as small dents were seen.

Quickly thinking, he began flipping on switches as he started up the factory. Sypha asked, "What are you doing!?"

Trevor told her, "It will confuse its sensors!" Only for him to fall as it was clear his wounds were getting the better of him. Sypha, trying to get him to move, found the strength as she yelled in a commanding voice, "ON YOUR FEET TREVOR! MOVE! NOW SOLDIER!" To which he did with a great use of strength as they moved to the stairs to try and escape.

Trevor looked towards Sypha as he said in an honestly shocked tone, "Yes ma'am."

Sypha, while a little worried, couldn't help but smile a little. "Well, someone needs to get you off your ass."

Greta looked at Sypha as she said, "It's always the small ones who have the biggest fires burn in them." Adrian chuckled as he agreed with her.

They both started to run as the machine finally busted the door down. Following behind the two who were now on a catwalk as Trevor was holding a metal rod in a defensive stance. He then said to Sypha. "Go, run!" Sypha shook her head before Trevor raised his voice to her, "RUN! RUN SYPHA!"

She finally did, and ran down the stairs as Trevor stood his ground and began bashing against the Terminator as metal hit metal with loud clangs.

Sypha tensed as she grabbed Trevor's hand and gripped it tightly.

Leon grit his teeth slightly, looking at his grandson fighting all alone, "Damn it boy. What are you thinking, taking on that machine all on your own with just a metal pipe?"

"He's prepared to die, fighting myself to ensure she survives." Striga replied.

"But I want him to live! Simon deserves to have his father in his life!" Sypha argued.

Trevor continued to bash the Terminator constantly until it back handed.him, sending him tumbling down the stairs. In pain he lit the last pipe bomb before shoving it into the Terminator's stomach area which caused it to explode.

Sypha, who was thrown back from the explosion, slowly looked at her leg and grunted in pain as it bled slightly as she looked over to the body of Trevor. Crawling over, she shook Trevor slightly, "Trevor?" She asked in a low voice, only to turn his body over as his lifeless eyes stared up with his neck clearly broken.

Sypha stared with tears forming in her eyes as she said in a low voice, "No... No... No... No." Bringing her head down, she started to cry into the Father of her unborn child's chest.

Sypha much like her on screen counterpart broke down crying as she held onto Trevor. She was shaking with anger and grief, seeing the father of another version of her unborn child died.

Trevor looked down slightly before hugging Sypha gently yet tightly. He rubbed her back while everyone else looked down in respect.

Leon's eyes widened at the sight of his great grandson dead. He looked away and closed his eyes.

Striga smiled as she said, "It's over, it's finally over." Her wife however just facepalmed as she grumbled "Damn it, Striga."

"You ruined it, Striga." Lenore groaned slightly.

Meanwhile, off with Willow, she just looked at Striga before looking at her husband, "Is it me? Or do Nora and Striga seem to share the same personality traits? Maybe even DNA markers?"

"Hmm... Possibly. Though I doubt it." Director Dracula said with a tilt of his head.

Willow nodded, "Something to look into later. However, we can both agree they should never meet." She already shivered at the untold chaos that would come from such a meeting.

Of course, unseen was her husband's face going blank as he seem to stare off into space, as if having a Vietnam flashback of the one time ONE TIME that he left a Striga variant and a Nora Variant alone unsupervised. In a simple word... It was total chaos and anarchy.

"Yes... They shouldn't..." He trailed off.

Sypha looked up only for her eyes to widen in shock as the Terminator's upper half tried to grab her which caused her to jump back. Now in shock, she started crawling away in fear as the machinery continued around her as she kept crawling away.

"GODDAMN IT!! JUST FUCKING DIE ALREADY!!" Sypha screamed at the screen.

Hector stared shock as he grasped Lenore's hand as he asked, honestly scared, "What will it take to kill this thing!?"

"I don't know..." Lenore replied.

Leon gritted his teeth, "She's going to pay for killing my great grandson!"

Trevor held Sypha's hand, "I know you can do it." He said gently.

Sypha crawled and yelled in pain because of her leg before finally crawling through a compressor. Bringing down a gate, which stopped her from getting to her. Grunting, she tried to reach for the button as its arm reached closer to her.

Inches away from her neck, Sypha defiantly glared at the machine as she said with a voice full of venom, "You're terminated, motherfucker!" Hitting the button, the compressor came down and finally killed the Terminator. Its red light going out as Sypha breathed heavily with her eyes closed as she finally had time to cry.

Sypha after a moment started to chuckle, then laugh, then finally devole into a full blown cackle until it devolved into sobs as she buried her face into Trevor's chest as she could be heard mumbling, "It's over, it's fucking over! It's finally over!"

Trevor rubbed her back gently as he whispered, "Shh... Shh... I know. It's over. You're safe."

Striga sighed as she looked down. "I'm finally dead... Good."

Leon smiled as he said, "Now the future is secured. The savior of humanity shall be born to fight the machines."

"It came at great costs." Isaac said gently.

"But now they have a chance. Perhaps Sypha can attempt to destroy Skynet before it destroys the world." Lisa said, hopeful for the future.

The screen darkened before coming back to what looked to be a desert as a Jeep raced down a long road with a clearly four months pregnant Sypha talking into a recorder. A dog in the back seat and on her lap a large caliber revolver. "Tape 7, November 10th. Where was I?" Sypha said into the mic of the recorder as her hair was grown out a bit with a bandana around her head as a sort of head band.

"What's most difficult is what to tell you and what not to tell you. I guess I have a while before you're old enough to understand these tapes." She said, looking down at her enlarged stomach with a small smile before her eyes landed back on the road "There's more for me at this point so I can get it straight." Stopping the recorder, she put the hand cannon into the center console as she pulled up to a refueling station as an elderly man walked up to Sypha and both began to speak in Spanish as it was clear she was asking the man to fill up the tank.

Sypha's face became softened as she looked at her other self, completely changed by the events which happened. "It's much like the Belmont family journals, except instead of passing on knowledge of how to fight monsters, it's to help raise our son if anything happens to me."

"I have to ask, what happened to our son?" Trevor asked, looking towards Director Dracula for answers.

The Director smiled as he said, "He grew up to be a bright and strong young man. Of course, there was some speed bumps along the way, but I'm afraid that would be spoiler territory."

"You mean we'll have more to see another time?" Lisa asked.

"Oh yes. There's much that happens beyond the events you just witnessed." The Director said.

Sypha now hitting record again continued tape 7, "Should I tell you about your father? Boy, that's a tough one. Will it affect your decision to send him to the past knowing he is your father?" Her face adopted one of deep thinking on the question as she looked out at the wide desert wilderness.

"If you don't send Trevor Belmont, the name you've come from, then you shall never come to be." She let out a small chuckle as she said, "A person could go crazy with thoughts and deep questions such as this."

Syhpa nodded as she had a sad smile, "They really could… It's truly maddening with such a line of thinking."

"But Simon had to have known if he gave Trevor a picture of you. So that he could fall in love with you and do everything in his power to protect you. So perhaps it was later on, when he was all grown up." Adrian suggested.

Greta groaned as she rubbed her head, clearly getting a headache.

Sypha sighed as she looked down to her belly, slowly rubbing circles around it as she said, "I suppose I will tell you." Looking off with a sad smile, she added, "I owe him that, maybe if you knew about the hours we had together."

Sypha's eyes now had tears threatening to fall as she tried to keep a strong front for her unborn son and for the recordings. "We had a lifetime's worth of love." She stopped the recorder as her face now had one of pure sadness and pain for the brave man who gave his life to make sure her and their unborn son could survive.

Sypha, during all of this, let tears fall freely from her eyes as she held onto Trevor's hand with a sad smile, "My feelings are the same way."

He smiled sadly as he squeezed her hand gently. "You helped me get my sense of humanity back. I will always love you for changing me for the better."

Sypha just smiled as she leaned her head on his shoulder looking off at the screen, saddened at the fact a version of her will have to raise her son alone. Knowing that the world will end and that her son will have to be the savior of their world.

Soon the flash of a camera was seen as a child was seen holding out a photo towards Sypha as he spoke in Spanish, looking over to the older man she asked, "What did he say?"

The man translated, "He says you're very pretty, and that he's ashamed to ask for five dollars for the picture but if he doesn't get the credits, his father will beat him."

This caused Sypha to chuckle as she smiled at the kid. "Pretty good hustle, kid." She held up four dollars as she said in Spanish she will pay him four to which he agreed as he handed her the iconic photo that her son would give Trevor Belmont the photo which caused her to gaze at it.

Sypha looked on again as she said, "And now the flow of time is complete, the events are as they should be."

Everyone nodded, "A complete circle." Dracula said.

Soon the child pointed out in the distance as he said something in Spanish and seemed panicked. Sypha looked at the old man and asked, "What did he just say this time?" As the winds seemed to pick up.

Looking in the same distance, the old man translated "He says that there is a storm coming." This caused Sypha to adopt a hard look as she looked out in the distance as well as she said, "I know." With the knowledge of the future to come, she put on a pair of sunglasses before driving off towards brewing storm clouds.

Ready for the future to come, ready to raise her child as the leader he was to be, ready for the coming war.

The screen dimmed before it finally ended.

There was a silence as everyone processed what they saw, heard, and the only person to break that silence was Striga who said towards the Speaker, "You indeed do know, and you shall prepare to be a warrior that your son will need."

"Damn right I will." Sypha said in a hardened tone.

"I still want to know about this other leader of the Resistance." Carmilla said.

Lenore nodded in agreement as Ace stood up and stretched a bit, "Well I'm gonna go see some food. I'll be back." He said with a smile before leaving as others continued to talk amongst themselves.

However, for Lenore, sweet little Lenore, a piece of paper seemed to fall towards her. Grabbing it, she opened the folded paper as she inspected its contents. Hector leaned next to her, "What is that?"

Lenore looked at Hector as she said, "It's a note with three names on it."

Hector raised an eyebrow as he asked, "Oh? Well what does it say?"

Lenore, slowly looking at the note, said the first word which as soon as it was said caused the Director to stiffen slightly with a twitch of an eye, "Beetlejuice."

Hector's eyebrows crunched in confusion, "What's that?"

Director Dracula quickly swiped the note away from Lenore. "Do not… Say his name..."

Everyone stared at him in confusion. "The hell is your problem?" Trevor asked.

Director Dracula looked at them all, "He is a spirit that does nothing but cause problems. You summon him by foolishly saying his name three times. We've had to clean up after his messes too many times to count. Where did you get this note?" The Director held the note up to Lenore.

Lenore looked at the note as she replied, "I assume Beetlejuice sent it to me." This caused the Director to lurch a bit as he could hear HIS voice laughing inside his head, the voice of a side of him that developed due to the Halloween season, the Spirit of All Hallows' Eve being so strong.

Willow walked towards her husband, "Vlad? What's wrong!?"

He grunted before looking into her eyes as he whispered, "Run…."

Ace was off in the kitchen, smiling as he worked on some baked foods until he looked up at the calendar and his eyes widened in horror as it read that the month was October, the time of the month that HE tries to escape. With a quickness, he bolted back to the theater room.

"Director! It's October! That means-" He stopped when he saw the state that the Director was in.

"Lenore, you idiot! What did he just tell you!?" Carmilla exclaimed at her.

Lenore huffed as she said towards Carmilla, "It's a bloody name! What's so bad about Beetlejuice!"

Like that the room went silent as the Director seemingly stopped moving, only for him to yell as a demonic energy erupted like a volcano into the room sending many flying back into their seats as waves of orange, black, green energy waves flooded the facility causing everyone to cover their eyes.

Dracula wrapped his arms around Lisa to keep her protected.

The theater changed with the lights becoming dragon statues with green flames erupting from the mouth. The walls were no longer maroon, instead it was black and white stripes with cracks of green slime oozing from the walls. Several points of the wall had eyeballs looking around.

Ace couldn't help but scream out, "NO!!! MY THEATER!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY THEATER!?!"

Suddenly, a squelching could be heard before everyone looked at the source of it. It came from the Director, where he began to change. His skin began to turn white with dark green scabs on his lips and his hair shortening. It changed from black to bright green. His outfit shifted to a black and white striped suit with black boots. He looked at everyone with a smirk and yelled, "I'M BACK AND READY TO TANGO!!"

Everyone just stared and did the only thing anyone in such a situation could do when faced with honestly the craziest thing anyone has ever seen.

They screamed out, "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"