Chapter 1466


I'm A Little Nervous


Cameron returned to the hallway outside Savannah's room. Young Jesse came out of her room a few seconds later. A short time later, Savannah and Young Allison came out of Savannah's room.

She looked the girls over.

"Are we ready?" Cameron asked.

Young Allison looked at Savannah.

'I've been ready.' Young Allison thought.

Young Allison smiled at Savannah. She didn't think it hurt to advertise.

"I'm always ready." Young Allison said.

Savannah looked at Young Allison and frowned. She turned her attention to Cameron and smiled.

"I think so." Savannah said. "We're all good for now."

Young Jesse looked a little apprehensive.

"I'm a little nervous." Young Jesse said.

Cameron wondered about it. She wanted to make a comparison.

"Are you more nervous about flying in the B-25 than you were when you were with John?" Cameron asked.

Savannah was a little surprised at Cameron's question. It seemed sincere.

Young Jesse thought about it. She wasn't sure they were actually comparable.

"They're sort of two different things. Both can cause quite a bit of apprehension on the first time, even if you already know what's going to happen." Young Jesse said. "It's just a little different when it does."

Cameron looked at Savannah.

"You will have a skilled pilot with you on your first flight." Cameron said. "It will make the journey much smoother. They will know all the ins and outs on what to do and when."

Savannah looked quickly at Young Allison and Young Jesse before she looked back at Cameron.

"Every student is different in the learning process." Savannah said.

Nobody was sure if Cameron and Savannah were even talking about flying.

The girls made their way to the carpool.

Cameron started towards the driver's side. She paused and looked at Young Jesse.

"Would you like to drive, Jesse?" Cameron asked.

Young Jesse looked at Savannah and Young Allison.

"If you don't mind I would." Young Jesse said. "I hope it's good with everyone else. I'm a safe driver, even if you drive on the wrong side of the road here."

Young Allison wanted Young Jesse to have a good time

"You're our guest." Young Allison said. "You get to choose everything."

They all wondered how long Young Jesse would stay. It seemed to be open ended right now. She was pregnant, she could use the TDE, and come back to deliver her baby for Jesse after the flight. So could Savannah and Claire for Vanna and Allison.

Young Jesse checked the SUV over first. She looked at the weapons complement as well. She got behind the wheel and made sure everyone was buckled up. She started out smoothly and drove as safe as she did on the way from the airport.

Young Allison was pleased with Young Jesse's driving skill. It was certainly much better than with her future self.

"I have to say this is a much more pleasant drive than riding with Allison." Young Allison said. "Sometimes it's a real adventure."

Cameron frowned. She'd worked with Allison on her driving skills. They still came up lacking. She was never really sure why.

"It happens." Cameron said.

Savannah agreed with Young Allison in her assessment. She also wanted to give praise where it was due.

"I can honestly say you drive much better than your older self, Allison." Savannah said.

Young Allison smiled. Savannah's kind words meant a lot to her.

"Thank you." Young Allison said.

Young Jesse drove to the airport without any guidance. She took a different route there than she'd done when she drove from there the last time. It showed she'd done her homework. She was familiar with the streets in case some type of evasive action became necessary.

The gate at the airport opened as they approached the secure entrance. CamNet was on the ball.

The B-25 Mitchell sat on the tarmac in front of the hangar. Everything on it looked cleaned and polished.

Young Jesse sucked in her breath a little.

"Just look at it!" Young Jesse said. "It's a beautiful sight."

Savannah and Young Allison agreed.

Young Jesse parked by the hangar.

Young Allison looked around for the UH-1 she flew in early this morning. It wasn't spotted. Randy and Brian must have flown back already.

Cameron checked in at her hanger for any updates. There were none. She looked in the hangar next door. The Blackhawk was serviced and ready for anything.

Savannah could see Cameron would be busy for a few minutes. She went over to the Mitchell with Young Jesse and Young Allison.

"Let's do a 'walk around'." Savannah said.

Young Jesse wanted to see how proficient she was.

"You watch me and correct me if I miss anything." Young Jesse said. "I'll say what I'm checking and why for each thing."

The three girls walked around the plane. Young Jesse checked and inspected everything. She didn't miss anything.

Savannah thought Young Jesse did everything perfect. They were ready to go inside the plane.

Young Jesse looked around. There was one person missing.

"Should we wait for Cameron?" Young Jesse asked.

Savannah looked over.

"Here she comes." Savannah said.

Cameron joined the three girls.

Young Allison hoped to see someone else. She didn't.

"Is it just going to be the four of us?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron looked around.

"I'm not sure." Cameron said.

Savannah thought of someone else who could accompany them.

"John wanted to come along on a flight." Savannah said.

Cameron knew it wouldn't be today. John would 'come' elsewhere today.

"He has other plans." Cameron said.

Young Allison leaned over close to Savannah's ear.

"They're probably with my mother." Young Allison whispered.

Savannah smiled but didn't respond. She knew it was true.

Cameron really hoped John delivered for Claire. She glanced back at Young Allison.

"I'm sure there'll be a new 'cockpit' experience for more than one person today." Cameron said.

Young Allison looked a little less happy with her reminder.

Savannah suppressed a laugh. She was sure there was a 'double meaning' in Cameron's statement. She didn't want to upset Young Allison.

Young Jesse wondered if Cameron made a joke or not. It seemed like it. She was ready to move ahead.

"Will I get to be the copilot?" Young Jesse asked.

Cameron was sure at some point she would be.

"I think it can be arranged." Cameron said. "Let's get in."

Young Jesse looked at Young Allison.

"I really hoped Camille would have been here." Young Jesse said.

Young Allison was a little disappointed.

"I miss Anna too." Young Allison said. "She's usually with me when I fly."

Cameron took out her phone. CamNet was given priority instructions.


Earlier:

Cammy and Anna were set to back up an operation underway.

Anna wasn't usually out in the field. She'd mostly only gone on some of Cameron's off the books operations. She was normally used as 'bait' for sex trafficking operations.

"Why can't we go with our girls?" Anna asked.

Cammy stated the obvious.

"Cameron wants them for herself." Cammy said.

Anna could have done without the reminder.

"It's not fair." Anna said.

Cammy thought Cameron was a Bitch.

"Cameron isn't known for being fair." Cammy said. "We both run her program. We're almost as flawed as she is."

Anna disagreed with her statement. She didn't think she was.

"I think we do things a little more judiciously." Anna said. "I do anyway."

Cammy thought of Cameron living it up on the cruise ship while Savannah was the one battered the most.

"You would think since we were the ones who were busy all week, we would get some time off with the girls." Cammy said.

Anna asked Cameron about it. Cameron told her they were just machines and didn't need time off. It was very insulting. They weren't just machines to the girls.

"Who else is going to be there on this operation?" Anna asked.

Cammy knew who was scheduled.

"It supposed to be Sheila and Ally." Cammy said.

Anna was aware how Cameron used Sheila and why.

"I don't think this is Skynet related." Anna said. "Cameron usually sends Sheila to do the dirty work."

Cammy didn't even need to think about it. It actually excited Sheila to do the real dirty work.

"I can honestly say she enjoys it." Cammy said.

Anna was still upset.

"I wanted to be with Young Allison." Anna said.

Cammy wanted to remind Anna they needed to play second fiddle to Cameron and the other human females.

"I know the drill better than anyone." Cammy said. "Wait until Young Allison becomes 'active'. It will drive you crazy at everything you need to watch. I share more than Savannah does now so it doesn't bother me as much, but it still does."

She didn't mention Savannah's involvement with CamNet bothered her the most. Maybe it was because of the Fanatic's reaction to Savannah.

Anna didn't share with anyone at all. She didn't like the kiss Savannah and Young Allison shared in the lab either. She knew she was jealous.

"What about what we saw in the lab?" Anna asked. "It was a real kiss."

Cammy would prefer not to discuss it or think about it

"I really don't want to talk about it." Cammy said. "You just need to learn to live with it and hope for the best. One day the girls will be in Cameron's arms and we will never see them again."

Anna checked her weapons.

"I really want to kill someone now." Anna said.

Cammy checked her weapons too. She was sure there was a certain amount of intent behind everything Cameron did. It might be veiled or not.

"Thank Cameron. She has ways to motivate us." Cammy said.


Kyle was appalled by what Sarah said about wanting to teach Jan to do more. He wanted some way to protect her. He really didn't want to have the same argument again. They were in their room now. They had a little more privacy. He wanted to express his view again. It was important to him.

"I know what you want for Jan." Kyle said. "I want something different. I want a real life for her."

Sarah looked at Kyle with sad eyes. She understood exactly what Kyle meant. She'd desperately wanted John to grow up 'normal'. It just never worked out.

"I tried to do it for John for sixteen years." Sarah said. "It never worked out. We always needed to run to a new place. Skynet always found us. I tried to give him a real life. I did."

Kyle knew he'd already blown it.

"I know you sacrificed everything for John." Kyle said. "I really wish I could have been there to share the burden with you."

Sarah couldn't help but think of Future Kyle.

"You were dead." Sarah said. "Skynet killed you too. I was there when you died. I needed to watch you die."

It was something Sarah was haunted by ever since it happened. Only when Kyle was sent back in time from the other future was it alleviated some. She knew it was the same individual, even if the experiences were different.

Kyle could see he'd really upset Sarah, again.

"I don't want to fight with you." Kyle said. "I'm going to go out on a recon with Jim and Derek."

Kyle collected his gear.

"I just want something better for Jan." Kyle said. "I don't want it to be her we watched today. I don't want my future to happen to her. You don't know how bad it was for the girls, ALL of them."

Kyle left.

Sarah looked at the closed door. She really needed something more out of life. She needed some female comfort. She needed someone who understood a woman. She was very frustrated right now. She wanted a woman's touch. No, she needed a woman's touch.


Derek and Jim were in the armory.

"Kyle's coming." Jim said.

Derek smiled with approval.

"I told you he would." Derek said.

Kyle entered and greeted them. He was ready to get started. He wanted to punish Skynet for existing.

"Where are we off to?" Kyle asked.

Jim was provided several different targets for recon.

"John Henry has given us a few locations." Jim said.

The door opened and someone walked in.

"I'm ready to go."

Derek was a little surprised. It looked like the big guns were out.

"Cameron, I didn't know you were coming." Derek said.

Jim was about to correct Derek.

"I'm Camille." Camille said.

Derek was unable to tell the difference. He could never tell Cam or Cammy apart either. The only way he could identify them was if they were with Vanna or Savannah.

"I'm sorry." Derek said. "You look just like Cameron. You're very beautiful."

Camille didn't think it was a problem.

"I get that a lot Up Top." Camille said. "Down Under I'm one of a kind."

Kyle and Derek couldn't help but take in her beauty. She really did look like Cameron. They really wondered how the girls could tell them apart.

Jim wanted to move things along.

"This is our objective…." Jim said as he laid out the plan.


Claire checked on Summer and Jan. She went back to her room and stripped. She looked at herself in the mirror. She thought she still looked pretty good for three children, with another one on the way.

She decided to take a shower and 'freshen' everything up. She made it a quick one. She thought about what she was about to do. Cameron made it clear it was what she wanted. She wasn't sure where it was going to lead.

She'd promised to be at John's side, but so did all the other girls. Maybe it was what made the difference. They really all were girls still except Jesse. Allison, Vanna and Young Jesse may have been with John, but they were inexperienced. Maybe she was too. Jesse, Riley and Sarah were the only ones able to 'finish' with a male before the trip.

It bothered her because she'd never been able to finish with a male. She'd been with a few boys in high school and a couple here and there. She liked being with females. Her parents 'made' her get married to 'refocus' her desires. She went along with it to keep peace in the family. Paul was a good guy, but her heart was never really in it. He was never able to get her over the top either. It made their separation easier for her. Cameron said she 'took care of him' and he would be protected. She never really knew what it meant. When Paul did come around to see the girls, he was always alone.

Allison and her speculated Cameron 'gave' him a Metal girl as his protector and lover. They were sure it was with her appearance as a young teenager as opposed to an older physique. They never did find out. She always worried the cyborg may have Allison's appearance as a young teenager. It was where Young Allison was at now. It was a very uncomfortable thought. They both remembered how enamored Paul was with Cameron's appearance.

She looked in the mirror again.

She put on her fancy underwear. She debated whether to wear a bra or not. It would be one more thing to take off. She decided to wear one. She would see how John undressed her. She wasn't sure if her clothes would all be but ripped off as was the case in high school, or little done as he readied himself. It was usually the case with Paul. Sometimes he would give her thirty seconds to a minute 'down there' so it was better for him. He didn't do it for her sake. It was more of a 'job' for her to lay there for two or three minutes until he finished. He never tried to get her there either. Maybe it was because he didn't 'last' too long.

She thought about wearing a dress from the ship but it would look out of place around the base. She dressed in 'normal' clothes. She might as well give him the real deal and not something she wasn't.

She half expected to have Jesse or Sarah stop by before she left. No one did. Maybe it was the sign to go through with it. Cameron asked her if she wanted to be in her room or his room. She decided on his room since it would show him she was there by her own choice. She at least needed to try it once, even if it was for two minutes.

If she wasn't already pregnant with Allison's baby, she would have liked to see if she could get pregnant on her own. She would like another child before she was too old. She also promised Cameron to have a child for her. She knew Cameron really wanted Young Allison's baby. She could do the same thing like she did for Allison, with Young Allison. She could give the baby to Cameron. Hanna assured her Young Allison was ready to 'donate'. She would rather have 'Young Allison's baby' in her body instead of in Young Allison's body.

She looked at her hands. They were shaking. She was filled with as much apprehension as she was anticipation and excitement.

'I'm a little nervous.' Claire thought.

It was time to act. She checked herself one more time in the mirror. She smiled to see how she looked. She made sure her breasts were even. She thought she was presentable.

She took a deep breath and exited into the hall.

She kept telling herself it was what she really wanted. She almost believed it now herself.


Sarah was very upset with her discussion with Kyle. It was like he didn't understand her, even after all of this time. She had a duty to the future. She had a duty to Future Kyle. He died for John and her. She promised herself she would do as he wanted her to do. She went through a lot to keep her promise.

She thought Claire was in her room. She really wanted to see her now. Even if they didn't do anything, there was comfort with each other, and just to have someone to talk to.

She straightened herself up some and headed out. She decided to go the back way and not pass by where Jan was at with Summer.

Sarah turned the corner and saw Allison and Vanna go into their room. They were both naked. She thought about following them into their room. She was ready for something a little more extreme. She wondered what a 'three way' would be like. She'd like to try it once anyway. She'd come close in high school a few times, but it never happened. It was just some shared love among friends. What could it hurt?

She passed by Jesse's room. The door was open part way. It was the 'invitation' to enter. Maybe it was where Allison and Vanna just came from. She was sure they 'came' plenty too. The girls all 'made it' plenty of times. She'd heard them on multiple occasions.

Sarah looked around down both sides of the hall. She really thought about going in there. She was ready for the experience. Her time with Young Jesse was wild and loving. She hadn't been with anyone so young since high school. She was very glad her age hadn't been a negative factor. Then again, she did just dive right in because she thought Young Jesse was Claire. It looked like her delivery was good enough to seal the deal for everything. Wow, it was sweet.

She passed by the lab. It looked empty. She continued along the back and up the side. She really wondered why Claire and Summer were separated from everyone else like they were. It was probably so when Young Allison moved in and became active, they wouldn't need to see each other as they roomed hopped. She saw Allison was troubled by it at times, but she got through it.

Sarah neared the corner to Claire's room. She stopped and peeked around it. The hall was empty. She looked behind her and made her move. She headed straight for the door and went inside. In the darkness she could see Claire was on her bed.

She slipped off her clothes and headed for the bed. She really needed this.


Earlier:

John waited in anticipation of a new lover. Cameron told him Claire or Jesse would come by. She said today was the last day of the 'special treats'. It was the last day of their honeymoon. He was up for anyone if it was the case. He would be happy to be with Jesse again. He thought of going by her room. It was something really special.

He also thought maybe he should just go to Claire's room first and then stop by Jesse's room later on. He was still dressed. He was a little fidgety as he waited. He could see a little shake to his hands.

'I'm a little nervous.' John thought.

It was something he'd wanted for a long time.

He really thought maybe he should go to her room. He could wait for her in her bed. When she came into her room she would see him waiting for her. If she came right up to him he knew she really wanted it.

He decided it was what he would do.


Sarah moved closer to the bed. She decided she was going for the gold again. Even if it wasn't Claire, whoever it was should appreciate what she was going to do.

She was ready for this no matter what happened.


Vanna and Allison were back in their room.

"I need to get dressed." Vanna said. "I'm tuckered out."

Allison felt a little bit as well. She usually blamed her run down feeling on her pregnancy.

"I am too." Allison said. "I guess we're not as young as we used to be."

Vanna was in a playful mood.

"You'll always be Young." Vanna said.

Allison thought of a way to change it.

"Allison Weaver has a nice ring to it." Allison said.

Vanna saw it as a two way street.

"So does Vanna Young." Vanna said. "At least I would always be Young too then."

Allison looked around.

"I wonder where Holly and Cam are." Allison said.

Vanna hadn't seen them all morning.

"I think they're out." Vanna said.

Allison understood why they would be. They wanted to help take some of the heat off of Savannah. She wanted to do the same thing. There was no reason they couldn't go out as well.

"Maybe we should be too." Allison said. "We can snag Jim or Bob and head out."

Vanna thought their last junket was a little chaotic.

"I want to do it. I think we need some better planning." Vanna said. "I don't want to hide in the back of an SUV again."

Alison didn't think a little pre-planning would hurt.

"Let's go find out." Allison said.

Vanna didn't want Allison to be in too big of a rush. There were a few things they needed to take care of.

"Maybe we should get dressed first." Vanna said.

Allison looked at both of their naked bodies. She couldn't help but think about some recent events.

"I noticed all the male Terminators look at us more now." Allison said.

Vanna knew if they didn't get dressed, everyone would look at them.

"I think it's because of their association with Savannah." Vanna said. "I think they are all in love with her, even if they don't know it."

Allison felt a Terminator was programmed to live up to their name.

"I didn't think it was in their programming." Allison said.

Vanna saw it as a type of evolution. Terminators were programmed to adapt to their surroundings to better blend in.

"It wasn't, but they keep evolving like the Metal girls do." Vanna said. "It's just slower for them."

An idea popped into Allison's head.

"I would like to see a male Terminator and female Terminator 'go at it'." Allison said. "I'd watch it."

Vanna remembered one of Sheila's desires. It seemed to be a pretty wild one.

"I think I would too." Vanna said. "Sheila wants to borrow a male chassis sometime."

Allison liked the idea. She would like a little modification if possible.

"We could be with Sheila as a male." Allison said. "Since John broke us in, I might try it. I'd rather have it be Holly though."

Vanna knew Sheila was pretty wild at times in her own chassis. She could picture her doing the same things and more in a male chassis.

"I see what you mean. Sheila might get carried away." Vanna said. "She could tear things up."

Allison thought it might be better to start out as spectators.

"Maybe we could watch her with Ally or Hanna first and see how it goes." Allison said.

Vanna was open to the idea. She would like to do it with Cam if she could.

"It's something to think about." Vanna said.

It was something they both thought about too as they dressed. They really wanted to see it. They also would want to experience it.


The attacker was sure the other building would expect some type of reprisal. He didn't know if they would expect it so soon. He made a turn and started back towards the target location. He heard some honking behind him. He saw another car come around the corner. It pulled over to the side. He would keep an eye out for it.

He checked his rear view mirror. He saw another car come around the corner. It moved in front of the other one and parked as well. He figured it was probably some type of clandestine meeting between two lovers or some type of drug deal. He would keep a lookout for both cars going forward.

He turned right at the next street. He thought about turning left at the next street but decided not to. He wanted to see if he'd picked up a tail or not. He continued straight on the street he was on. It was parallel to the street he'd been on a few minutes ago. So far he hadn't spotted either one of those vehicles. He thought about pulling over and waiting at a gas station to see if either one of them went by.

Maybe he was just being a little paranoid. Losing everyone on the team was bound to make anyone a little paranoid. At the next signal he tried his phone again. It was still dead. He thought it went through one time, but there was nothing. He was sure it was damaged in one of the two incidents he'd been involved with.

He thought about what he wanted to do. He wasn't sure if he should use the RPG in the front or in the rear. He figured they would probably be on the lookout for anyone from the front or rear. Maybe he could attack from the side of the building. They wouldn't be able to monitor what was happening on the neighboring buildings very well. He needed to worry about the dog.

He reached down and touched his ankles again as he thought about the dog. They still hurt, but there was no fresh blood. He really couldn't get angry at the dog. It was in its own area. He was the one who violated the sanctity of it. The next time he encountered a dog, he would make sure he gave it even more of the sedative. If its heart stopped, so be it.

He decided to have the rocket launcher ready to use. At the next signal he came to, he reached back over the seat and picked up the rocket. He was going to put it in the launcher. He looked off to the side and noted there was a police car. He carefully set everything back down on the seat and faced forward. He didn't want to get dinged for distracted driving. He would need to kill the police officer and drive away. There were bound to be a few witnesses on a main street.

The attacker kept track of his surroundings. He decided he would attack the front of the building. He would be there in a short while.


CamNet's male Terminator continued his loose pursuit of the attacker. It appeared he was headed back to the second location he'd visited. He would need to make sure he stayed off of the same street the attacker was on. He figured he'd gotten a good look at his vehicle when he'd needed to terminate the other man.

He'd tried to make it look like the man was resting. His rest would be eternal. It made him wonder why they called it 'rest in peace'. There was nothing peaceful about the way the man died. There was probably nothing peaceful about his prior actions either. He was pretty sure when it was over, it was over. It didn't matter if someone was a human or a Terminator.

CamNet informed him she would use traffic management so he could get ahead of the attacker. She wanted him to take a look inside of the building and see what was in there. She informed him there was still at least one person inside of the building.

The Terminator didn't think he would face much opposition when he entered the building.


CamNet needed to keep track of the Resistance operations which had been sent out. She hoped none of them would overlap with the things she was doing. They were doing reconnaissance. She was actively involved with several groups from the future. She would need to see what whoever was inside of the building would do next.

She was pretty sure they wouldn't come out the back of the building. They might. The roll up door was open. They could come out in a vehicle. They would need to run over some of the bodies she'd taken down with 'metal hail'.

She set up some more gravity shots around the entire building. The drone would be able to move to any location in a few seconds. They would still be the time lag for the projectiles to reach the ground once they were fired.

CamNet waited to make her move.


A short time ago:

The man inside the building went to see what happened to the team. He reached the doorway and looked out. He could see five bodies laying on the ground. One of them was the man the sniper killed earlier. All of them showed blood spots on them.

He was about to go out and check on them. It quickly dawned on him there must be a sniper in the back area again with a silenced weapon. How else could all four of the team have been brought down? He never heard a shot.

He figured he was a target right where he was at. He moved back inside the building. No sooner had he moved, when he heard what sounded like 'metal hail' on the ground outside of the door. He didn't look out to see what it was. He figured it was the enemy. They must have taken a shot at him right as he moved away. He never heard any gunfire.

He figured the building had a bull's-eye painted on it right now. He needed to get out of there. It didn't look like going out the back way was the safest bet. He looked at the SUV and the van. They were both loaded with their stuff. Most of it was in the van. He could try to go out in it. It might get disabled as soon as he left the building.

There was something else he could do. He could try to go out the front and make a run for it. They could have a team out there waiting for him. He doubted he would get very far. He could also attempt to go out one of the windows on the sides. He might be able to make it over the fence into the property next to theirs. If he could pass through several properties he could probably exit out to the front.

The man made a choice. He was going to make a run for it. Screw Skynet. They could send a Terminator after him if they wanted.


CamNet's two female Terminators continued their journey. They would be at the crossroad junction in a little while.

As they neared the crossroad junction, they took stock of the vehicles parked around the area. They'd already viewed the drone images of what was there. There were a few cars at the shabby looking motel. There were more cars at the diner. There were currently two cars in the gas station.

They turned in the driveway along the blank side of the motel. They drove along the back of it and along the back of the diner. They turned onto the street and made a left. They would enter the crossroad junction from a different direction than they'd been traveling. They pulled into the gas station and tanked up.

Lena and Tina left the gas station and turned onto the street they'd been on earlier.


The female Fanatic could feel a warm hand run across her body. It sent a wave of excitement over her. She wasn't often nude when she was intimate with someone. Normally just her pants were off. This time it was different.

The lips which kissed her were very soft. It was a loving kiss. She kissed back. There were times she'd been kissed when she didn't want to be. This time she wanted to be. The hands and the lips worked their way down her body. They hit all the high points along the way.

She was extremely excited about what was going to happen next. She reached down and made sure everything was available. A rush of euphoria flooded her body once they got started. It was what she liked about sharing. It was something she enjoyed. It was always full of pleasure. There was no pain or discomfort involved with what was being done.

The pleasure continued for a number of minutes. She didn't really have any sense of time right now. It was just pleasure. She was close. She knew she was about to make it.

There was a brilliant flash of light. She could feel her body fly through the air. She landed hard on the ground. The ground itself seemed to shake. She could hear things buckle, crack and break. It was dark. She tried to remember what happened. Who was she with? She couldn't seem to remember.

She felt around in the darkness. She couldn't find anyone else. She couldn't find her clothes. She called out to see if anyone was there. There was no reply. There was only silence.

She got to her feet. She touched her body to see if she was injured. She didn't feel any blood on her. She didn't feel anything but the scars which were already there. There were more than a few. She was glad her breasts had been spared for so long. A lot of the other females weren't as fortunate. It was simply how life was. It was about survival.

She wanted to find her clothes but couldn't. She couldn't find the bed either. She would have taken the cover off of it. She stumbled around in the dark until she found the door. The door was made out of metal. It was very cold. She couldn't seem to find a handle on it. There was nothing on the edges. Wait, she felt something like hinges on one side. She touched the center of the door and found something circular. Wait, it was like a door on a ship. Was she on a ship?

She tried to turn the circular handle in one direction, it didn't budge. She tried the other way and could hear metallic noises as it spun. After a few turns it stopped. She pulled on the door. Nothing happened. She pushed on the door. Nothing happened.

She pulled on the door one more time. She pulled as hard as she could. There was a metallic squeak sound. She felt it move. It only moved a few inches. She reached over and touched the side. The door was open enough to get her hands on the outside of it and pull. She was able to move it a few more inches.

There was the sound of gunfire somewhere outside. There were a lot of sounds now since the door was open. She could hear people yelling. She could hear people screaming. Everything was still in total darkness. She tried to squeeze through the gap. It wasn't big enough. She didn't know if she should go out or stay where she was at. It seems like a bad idea to stay where she was. She grabbed the lip of the door and pulled harder on it. It squeaked and moved a few more inches. She tried to squeeze through again. She could feel cold metal on her back and on her breasts as she slid through the gap.

Her foot caught something and she almost fell down. There was a lip around the bottom of the door which stuck up. She was sure she was on a ship. She wasn't sure how she got there. She only knew what she'd experienced just a minute ago. Someone was with her. She was sure it was a female.

She needed to find a weapon. She didn't care if it was a gun, a knife or a club. She would use whatever she could get a hold of. The gunfire and screaming seemed far away now. Somehow it seemed it was better for her if it was. She moved with her hands in front of her. There was nothing there. She stopped and changed her direction ninety degrees and tried it again. She walked for a number of steps and there was nothing there. She turned around and walked back the same number of steps she'd taken. She should be back by the door. There was nothing there.

Panic began to flood her. She took a few more steps. Her hands searched in all directions. She couldn't find anything. There was nothing there. She reached up above her. There was nothing there. She reached down to the ground to touch it. There was nothing there but cold metal.

She tried to tell herself she was asleep. She tried to tell herself it was a dream. She tried to wake up. Nothing happened. She was still in the darkness with nothing around her. It was quiet now. Somehow it was worse without any sound. There was no sound whatsoever. There was no sound when she walked. There was nothing.

There was another brilliant flash of light. Even in the brightness, she couldn't see anything. The light was all around her. It had gone from total darkness to total brightness in an instant.

It began to dawn on her she might have reached Ascension. If it was, it wasn't what she'd expected. Well, maybe the first part of what she remembered was. She wondered how it would be to have those feelings all of the time continuously forever. She was a little disappointed she hadn't made it earlier. She was so close.

Now all she felt was fear. She held up her hand to look at it. She couldn't see anything except the white brightness. She touched her hand with her other hand. Both of her hands touched her body. She couldn't see anything. Somehow she was blind. She thought it would be darkness when she was blind, not incredibly bright white.

She tried to call out again, but there was only silence. She wondered if she was deaf too. What happened to her? Was she dead? She wondered if she'd been captured and they were experimenting on her. She'd heard it happened sometimes when people were captured by the enemy.

Was someone messing with her head? With someone else inside of her head right now? Was it another human? Was it a machine?

She touched her body again. This time she touched it in detail. She ran her hands down the sides of her figure. There were no curves to it at all. She quickly reached up and ran her hands down the front of her. There was nothing there but flatness. A new sense of panic flooded her. She reached down and touched lower. There was nothing there. There was only smoothness. She was devoid of all feminine features. There were no features at all. She was sure she must be dead.

The brilliant white light was gone. Darkness returned.

How could everything change in an instant?

It was hard to breathe. It was as if there was no air at all. She cried out but there was no sound. There was only nothingness.

Her eyes opened. She immediately sat up and looked around. She was still in the car. Jill turned around and looked at her. She flashed her a smile.

"I hope you had a good rest." Jill said. "You're a very sound sleeper. Did you have pleasant dreams?"

The female Fanatic quickly touched her body. Everything was there like it always was. She didn't want to mention what she'd experienced. It seemed like more than a dream. It seemed like another reality.

"I don't remember." The female Fanatic said. "Dreams come and go."

Jill reached back and touched her. It felt reassuring.

"I think we're getting close." Jill said. "I remember those mountains off to the side."

The female Fanatic was able to put it all together. They were close.

"If he turns into the gas station, pull in behind the motel." The female Fanatic said.

Jill kept her distance from the car in front of them. They would be at the crossroad junction soon.


I'm A Little Nervous

When someone new is encountered
They may want to remain anonymous
Even when more is learned
It may still be ambiguous

The conclusion often drawn
Can be misguided and erroneous
It's all based on the other
Who tries to remain aloof and mysterious

Everyone needs to consider
The other may be more than dangerous
The sum of their actions
May prove to be dubious

There is always more to find
Than what is present and obvious
The speculation runs wild
As they become more curious

It doesn't take too much
To leave one feeling anxious
For a journey into the unknown
I'm a little nervous

Nobody