Chapter 1555
I Didn't Say Stop
There was plenty of drone coverage, as well as body cam images available to view in the Young bunker.
Anna and Young Allison watched the Metal girls jump from the 727. They headed for three different landing zones.
Young Allison observed the drone footage as all the teams on the ground were reinforced. The Terminators on the ground were ready for them. The parachutes were quickly hidden. She wanted the Grays to tip their hand. She wanted to instigate the action.
"Let's get a low drone scan when the manager's car comes into view." Young Allison said. "If there's going to be an ambush like we suspect, they should get ready to act. The Grays only have building three to attack from now."
Anna sent a drone in low as the manager's car approached. The car moved along slowly at idle speed in 'Drive'. The goal was to get as many Grays concentrated as possible in one area so the 'metal hail' could be directed specifically at one spot. They wouldn't have to tear as much of the building up as they'd first anticipated. They didn't know what else was in the building.
There were already multiple items in the other buildings they wanted to appropriate. The less they could damage them, the less repair they would need. If anything was too damaged, it would need to be abandoned, unless it was specifically Skynet related.
John Henry checked the low drone scan and saw the 'sucker play' was a success. All the heat signatures were located along one side of the third building.
Summer was pleased with the results as well. It was time to act.
"The plan worked." Summer said. "I recommend the drones initiate the 'gravity fire' mission now."
John Henry was about to do it, but CamNet already did. She acted as soon as Summer spoke. He was aware CamNet would respond to the girls without waiting for him.
"It's on its way." John Henry said.
A short time ago:
The Grays in the third building were worried. They'd lost contact with the mine and several of their other locations. There were several cars and two helicopters unaccounted for. The helicopters left from their location and never returned. They were further hampered when they lost contact with everyone else and all the visual surveillance around their complex. They were cut off and isolated.
The group of Gray's looked very nervous.
"I'm telling you, man, we're about to get hit." The first Gray said.
The second Gray believed there should be more of an indication of some type.
"We don't know it for sure." The second Gray said.
The third Gray felt there were too many unexplained events. People went out, and never came back.
"No, I think he's right." The third Gray said. "Where is everyone?"
The second Gray didn't want them to get trigger happy. If the men were spooked or scared, they would shoot at anything, even 'Friendly's'.
"There hasn't been any gunfire or explosions." The second Gray said. "You guys are paranoid. They wouldn't go down without a fight."
The fourth Gray pointed out the obvious.
"Then why can't we reach anyone?" The fourth Gray asked. "Every team that's left here has disappeared. The other locations don't respond either."
The second Gray responded with facts.
"There hasn't been a single shot fired by anyone." The second Gray said. "We haven't heard a thing."
The first Gray kept a diligent watch on the road. It soon paid off.
"Hey!" The first Gray said. "Look, here comes the car we saw before we lost the cameras."
The fourth Gray wasn't so sure.
"All I see are two headlights." The fourth Gray said. "We don't know for sure it's the same car."
The third Gray felt something was off.
"Why is it going so slow?" The third Gray asked.
The second Gray looked at the men around him. He could see they were all on edge. In fact, he thought they were a little over the edge.
"It's probably one of our teams returning and they're afraid we are going to light them up." The second Gray said. "They're trying to show us they aren't a threat."
There were Grays in other positions in the third building. They hurried over to look. All of them were concentrated in one spot now.
The second Gray was a little appalled when the other men left their predesignated stations.
"What's wrong with all of you?" The second Gray asked. "Get back to your positions."
No one left. There was only one threat. It was headed straight for them.
The first Gray felt there were only two individuals they needed to take orders from. It was the two Terminators associated with their group.
"Where is 'Robbie The Robot' at?" The first Gray asked.
The fourth Gray was uneasy around the Terminators.
"I saw 'Metal Head' go off somewhere with the new 'Metal Bitch'." The fourth Gray said. "They're probably getting it on somewhere."
His remark brought a round of uneasy laughter. The Grays were all uneasy.
"I'd like to see it." The first Gray said. "When I was stationed at Century, we had a 'Metal Whore' in our barracks. Man, she was good. We kept her busy twenty four hours a day for a year straight. She did whatever we asked. Sometimes we had her do five of us at once, just for laughs."
The third Grays eyes widened with the story. He wanted to hear more.
"What happened to her?" The third Gray asked.
The first Gray reminisced about the past, the future.
"They sent her on a mission. She's probably infiltrated with some moron who doesn't have a clue she's been 'done' about fifty thousand times." The first Gray said. "We needed to switch back to the captured Resistance sluts for 'comfort' then. What a bunch of crybabies and used up whores. We killed about half of them ourselves just to shut them up. They were still good for a day afterwards."
The other Grays all nodded. They'd 'smoked' plenty of crybabies themselves. Who did those bitches think they were? The best way to 'dust' them was to become a 'double veteran'. They'd all tried it for laughs. They were part of the winning team. To the victor went the spoils.
The car was closer now. It still moved along at its reduced speed.
The second Gray could see most of the men were inattentive.
"Stay focused." The second Gray said.
The third Gray didn't think they should take any chances.
"I say we open up on the car now, and ask questions later." The third Gray said. "What if it's a car bomb? It will blow off the whole side of the building."
The mention of a bomb made the fourth Gray think about another group they'd dealt with before.
"You don't think it's the Fanatics do you?" The fourth Gray asked.
There was the sound of something which struck the roof. It increased in volume and ferocity instantly. It sounded like heavy pounding.
The Grays all looked up.
"What the Hell is it?" The second Gray asked.
It was a sound they'd all heard before, even if it was different.
"It sounds like hail." The first Gray said.
The fourth Gray took his eyes off of the vehicle and looked up into the darkness.
"There isn't a cloud in the sky." The fourth Gray said. "I can see the full moon."
In an instant, objects begin to strike the metal supports for the roof and land around the men. Sparks from ricochets flew in all directions. Several men cried out in pain.
The first Gray recognized the threat for what it was.
"They're bullets…." The first Gray screamed.
A 'red flower' blossomed in his forehead. His worries were over.
In seconds all the Grays were down. They'd all been hit multiple times with projectiles.
Other than the screams and shouts, the attack was silent.
The manager's car continued to idle along in 'drive' and soon bumped up against the shattered side of the building. Its forward progress was stopped. So far there hadn't been any return gunfire.
Cam and Samantha were on one side of the fourth building. Hanna and Vanna were on the opposite side.
They wanted to make sure no Grays made it out of the third building. There were drones to back each team up.
They started across the street towards the third building as soon as the 'metal hail' started. They knew it wouldn't last long.
Moments ago:
Michael, Richard and Cammy sent the assistant manager's car on its way towards the third building. It was hoped any gunfire would be directed at it. Its slow speed approach caused all the Grays to congregate in one area of the third building. It was the plan. It worked as intended.
They moved up along the side of the hill towards the third building unobserved. They paused from a spot of cover. They let the car continue along. Once the 'metal hail' started, they headed for the third building.
Sheila and Camille reached the passageway intersection. They heard someone approach from their left side.
"Blue." Camille said.
"Monkey." Hank answered.
Hank and Larry came into view.
"Gail and Young Jesse are just up ahead." Larry said. "Everything is clear and secured behind us."
The four Terminators moved through the passageway.
They spotted Gail and Young Jesse in front of a large metal door.
Camille hurried to Young Jesse and gave her a hug. She then looked over Young Jesse's gear and checked her vest.
Young Jesse didn't like all of the attention, especially in front of the others. She did understand Camille's concern. It was Camille's responsibility to watch over her and protect her at all costs, including her own termination.
"I'm fine." Young Jesse said. "Hi, Sheila."
Sheila winked at her.
"I know a 'looker' when I see one." Sheila said.
Young Jesse smiled. They looked the same.
Gail indicated the electronic lock on the door.
"I changed the code." Gail said.
She told them what the new code was. She also informed them what the previous code was she'd used before to open the door. There may be other doors ahead.
Hank moved forward. CamNet told him to make sure the females were protected, all of them.
"We can take the lead." Hank said.
Sheila wanted to have control. She was no stranger to danger.
"You can cover our six." Sheila said. "Gail and I have the lead."
They both looked at Young Jesse. It was clear they wanted her protected. They were prepared to take the damage themselves. It was the way things happened at times.
Young Jesse didn't want them to fuss over her. She was part of the team and they were on a mission. They needed to get moving.
"Let's go then." Young Jesse said. "It's about to hit the fan."
Gail opened the door and Sheila went through first. There were three branches to the passageway system. There was no one in sight. They didn't have the time to check everything out in detail. They set some charges at the intersection and moved on towards the area where the third building was at.
Anyone who didn't squawk their transponder code was going to have a bad day.
Cammy led Richard and Michael right up to the third building on the east side next to the hill. The 'metal hail' just wrecked havoc on the section of the structure closest to the street.
There was a door where they were headed. Cammy kicked it. It flew off its hinges and into the building. She advanced with her M4 at the ready. There were no live targets. The Grays were all off to their right side and terminated. She heard two other groups enter the building. It should be Cam's team and Ally's team. They verified their positions through their coms. They agreed to meet in the hangar section. Any targets along the way were to be neutralized.
Cam and Samantha approached the building from the north side. The 'metal hail' chewed the corner of the building up pretty bad. They went to a door and knocked it open. There were dead Grays off to their left. They made sure there were no survivors. There weren't. The 'metal hail' scored big time.
They were contacted by Cammy and agreed to meet up with Ally's team in the hangar area.
Ally and Hanna moved to the west side of the building. There was a large hangar door. It was most likely where the two helicopters were kept. It could be just where they were serviced too.
There was a door next to the big roll up door. Hanna kicked it in.
Ally and Hanna entered. They immediately spotted HK parts laid out on the ground.
"That's not good." Hanna said.
There were several sub assemblies for HK drones laid out on the floor. It appeared someone wanted to assemble one. They were missing parts.
Cammy contacted them. Everyone was to meet where they were at.
Riley's heart was filled with joy when she saw 'Samantha' was back. She ran naked to her and hugged her.
"I've missed you so much." Holly whispered. "I was very worried about you."
Riley's hands were all over 'Samantha'.
Claire was a little surprised. She understood the confusion. Samantha and her were identical now, right down to their jewelry. It seemed to be where Riley concentrated her touching right now. As much as she liked all of the attention. She felt she needed to let Riley know exactly who it was she currently fondled.
"I'm Claire." Claire said.
Riley's hands slowed and then stopped. She didn't think Samantha would joke about it. It appeared the error was hers.
"I'm sorry." Riley said. "I thought Samantha was back."
Claire lifted Riley's hands back up. She didn't see any need to miss out on the attention.
"I didn't say stop." Claire said. "I like it."
Riley started touching Claire again.
Derek woke up when Riley got up. He watched her look for her robe. She couldn't quickly find it so she 'wrote it off'. She left the room naked. He waited a few seconds and decided to follow her. He grabbed his robe by his the side of the bed and threw it on as he peeked around the corner.
He watched her go into Precious' room. He could hear some talking, but couldn't tell what was being said. He figured maybe Samantha was back. He was about to move up to the door to look in when he saw 'Samantha' exit Precious' room followed by Riley who was still naked. He ducked back into the bedroom. They headed for the nursery. Once they entered the nursery, he moved up and checked on Precious. She was sound asleep.
Derek looked out from Precious' room. He decided to move up. He wasn't sure why they didn't close the door all the way. It was time for a closer look.
John and Holly were done with the first round. Holly still held him firmly. He needed some refractory time.
Holly released her arms around John's back and he rolled off to the side. She snuggled up to him and kissed him. She was ready for more.
"Can we do it again?" Holly asked.
John was all for it. He was currently at a disadvantage. He still needed some recovery time.
"Sure we can." John said. "I'd like it very much."
Holly looked into his eyes. She was thrilled with the experience. She wanted to take it a step further on the next round.
"Could I be on top this time?" Holly asked.
John liked her idea even better. He was surprised she'd even asked. The other Metal girls simply rolled him over and went to work.
"We can do whatever you want." John said. "I'm going to need a few more minutes."
Holly wanted to 'work' on John like he'd 'worked' on her first earlier. She was aware of the limitations of the male body. It was very restricted in its sexual ability compared to a female body. Allison always told her the female body was superior. She witnessed the proof of it currently.
"We'll see." Holly said with a smile.
Holly started to kiss John and work her way down. He went to reciprocate. She pressed him gently back to the bed.
"My turn…." Holly said as she continued on down.
John laid back and relaxed. It was going to be good.
"Start me up." John said.
Holly lifted her head and looked up at John.
"I plan to." Holly said. "You're all mine."
John really wondered if there was anyone who didn't know everything at this point.
Holly soon made him not really care in a very short time. He was lost in a world of pleasure.
Allison was with Mary in the Master Suite. Vanna was with Laura in the Executive Suite. Jesse was with Leticia in the lounge area. The girls all knocked off a couple of finishes and were ready to switch. 'The 'Fasten Seat Belt' sign came on. They all gathered in the main part of the cabin and buckled up since they were about to get a new partner. No one bothered to dress, they were all naked.
They tried to look out the windows. There were scattered lights here and there.
Mary couldn't tell anything from their current altitude.
"Where are we?" Mary asked.
Allison looked out the window and shrugged her shoulders. She didn't have a clue.
"Who knows?" Allison asked.
Laura was aware of what some locations looked like from the air, even at night.
"It's not Las Vegas." Laura said.
Vanna didn't want anyone to worry about it. They needed to wait for the mission to be completed so the Metal girls could return back to the deluxe executive transport.
"I don't think it really matters." Vanna said. "We're not going to get off."
"You mean get off the plane." Jesse said. "We're going to 'get off' plenty."
The girls all laughed.
"I'll say." Leticia said.
Leticia looked at Jesse. She could see and tell from being with her she was very much like Sheila in all respects and identical physically, except for her nursing breasts. The fact excited her, but her heart belonged to Sheila. It really made her wonder what Hell the girls came from and if it really was the future. What kind of a future was it? It was nothing to look forward to. Jesse did have a big scar too. Sheila's body was perfect.
They could feel the jet slow some the lower they got. The touchdown was smooth and there was barely any indication they'd touched the ground other than the roar of the engines in reverse thrust, and the rapid slow down of the plane. They didn't know it, but this was a much smaller airport with a short runway.
The jet taxied around and came to a smooth stop after a sharp turn.
Mary looked at the others as the jet stop moving
"We're here." Mary said.
Laura looked out the window. There were no identifiable landmarks.
"Wherever here is…." Laura said.
Leticia wondered who flew the plane. She believed there were several options available, based upon the information they'd been able to review.
"Does the plane have pilots, or does the supercomputer fly the plane remotely?" Leticia asked.
Vanna didn't want to reveal too much information.
"Don't ask too many questions." Vanna said. "You may not like the answers."
The three girls from the ship looked at each other. They weren't sure if it was a warning or advice.
Mary wasn't sure they would get very many answers.
"If we even hear the real answers." Mary said.
Laura wasn't sure they wanted all the real answers.
"Maybe some things are best left a mystery." Laura said.
Leticia looked out the window. She spotted something which looked very familiar. She was sure it was the same one.
"There's a helicopter parked next to us." Leticia said. "It looks like the one we flew on in San Francisco. I'm sure it's the same one."
Everyone looked out.
Allison quickly recognized it was the UH-60 which belonged to the Resistance.
"It's our Blackhawk." Allison said.
Vanna put it all together. She deduced where the first team headed for action.
"This must be where they left from." Vanna said.
Jesse wondered if Young Jesse was the one who flew it there. She also didn't spot anyone around.
"They didn't leave anyone behind to watch it." Jesse said.
Allison began to wonder about the airport they were currently parked at. Some more pieces of the puzzle fit together.
"Maybe it's why we're here." Allison said.
Mary looked at the Blackhawk.
"Why is it painted as a firefighting helicopter?" Mary asked.
The Resistance girls all knew. It was all part of their cover.
"So people don't ask questions when it flies around to different, or remote locations." Jesse said.
The girls all switched partners. Mary was with Jesse. Laura was with Allison and Leticia was with Vanna.
The girls headed off to the rooms.
Leticia and Vanna stayed in the lounge section.
They both spent some time working on each other's breasts for different reasons and kissing.
Leticia looked at Vanna with wide eyes.
"Can you tell me about the future?" Leticia asked in a whisper.
Vanna wondered if it was about her scar.
'It's a place where every female is abused many times.' Vanna thought. 'It was hundreds of times for me….'
Vanna couldn't help but look at Leticia's beauty and perfect body. She could only imagine the abuse she would be subjected to.
"It's a future we're trying to prevent." Vanna said. "You wouldn't be safe there at all."
Vanna rotated around and climbed up on top of Leticia. She moved into position and went to work. It was mutual this way. There were other things to do to forget about the future. This was one of them. This was the world where she could escape from it all, even if it was for a few moments at a time. This was her freedom. This was what it was like to get away from it all.
Ned opened the front fuselage door and dropped down to the ground. He inspected the 727 and the Blackhawk. If the Blackhawk was needed, he was the one who would fly it to where it was required. Wes would have his hands full with the 727 alone. He was a Terminator and it wouldn't be too much of a problem.
He returned to the side door and Wes helped him back up and inside. He left the fuselage door closed but not latched. He may need to make a quick departure.
Holly worked on John for a while. She did 'start him up'. It happened sooner than she'd thought it would. She didn't know it, but the 'medicine' was still in John's system. She was going to stay with it and finish him off the same way, but didn't. He'd be spent for even longer. She wanted to be on top for one round.
John was 'close' when Holly stopped. He was OK with it since she moved on top of him instead. She leaned forward and gave him a long soft kiss as he fondled her. She knew what she wanted and took it. She held the kiss as she started out slowly. She was soon in a more upright position as the pace picked up. He really liked to watch her jewelry bounce up and down, along with what they were attached to. He would try to hold out as long as possible. He really hoped she finished soon. He was going to.
Derek looked out from Precious' room. He watched Riley and 'Samantha' go into the nursery. He decided to move up and peek in the nursery. He wasn't sure why they didn't close the door all the way. It was time for a closer look.
Riley and 'Samantha' were in a deep kiss when he looked in.
"Take me." Riley said.
'Samantha' looked around.
"Isn't Derek here?" 'Samantha' asked.
Riley smiled. She looked very pleased.
"He is, but he's good with it." Riley said. "As long as it's only with females there's no problem. We both still have what the other one wants. We enjoy it too."
Derek swallowed hard. It excited him to see Riley with the other females. Maybe it excited him to see other naked females too. Maybe it was both. He also was pleased to hear Riley enjoyed his company.
"I should check on Summer." 'Samantha' said.
Wait.
'Was it Claire?' Derek wondered.
She looked just like Samantha to him. Then again, it was the point.
"She's fine." Riley said. "She's the most 'adult' of all of us anyway."
Claire knew Summer was gifted.
"I'm sure she's forgotten more than I'll ever know already." Claire said. "Then again, she never forgets anything."
Summer reminded Riley of River. She wanted to say something or ask about it, but somehow it seemed rude in a way. What if Cameron did do something? What if Cameron did something similar for her? Maybe Precious would be like her too.
Riley proceeded to strip Claire. She fondled her easier now.
"I really love the rings." Riley said.
Claire looked down. She reached up and touched one. She pulled on it a little and smiled.
"I do too." Claire said. "I wish I would have done this in High School."
She was sure she would have been a hit. She believed she would have been able to increase her pick of her sexual partners, rather than them seeming to pick her up.
Riley looked at her underperforming breasts.
"When I 'dry up' completely, I think I'm going to do it too." Riley said. "It shouldn't be too long. I think one is finished already."
Claire planned to check it out herself.
"I'll let you know in a short while." Claire said with a smile on her face.
Derek was already excited to see both of them naked. The statement by Riley excited him further. It would be hot. He planned to encourage her to do so. He didn't see a downside to it.
Claire pulled up on one of her rings. She studied it for a moment.
"Would you get this type of ring, or the larger ones like Sarah has?" Claire asked. "Hers really make a bold statement."
Derek's head moved back some in surprise.
'Sarah has rings too?' Derek wondered.
He began to wonder how much he missed over the last few months. He didn't know most of it was only in the last few days.
"I like the way Sarah's look and feel. My bigger size may go better with rings like yours." Riley said. "The bigger rings do make a statement though."
'Did Riley see and touch Sarah's rings?' Derek wondered.
Claire wondered if it needed to be a mutual decision for Riley and Derek to make together.
"Would Derek be good with it?" Claire asked.
Riley looked over at the door to the nursery.
"We could ask him." Riley said.
Busted….
Derek's eyes widened. He was sure he'd just been made. He didn't like getting 'clocked'.
The Terminator paused and looked carefully around the corner of the doorway before he exited out of the boxcar. He'd detected a noise. He remained motionless where he was at. He heard the noise again. There was a slight scuffling noise followed by some 'squeaking'. A few seconds later he saw a feline with a mouse in its mouth. The mouse appeared terminated. The feline briefly looked at his direction and went the other way.
He understood the threat of termination was always there for every type of creature. He understood when the feline went outside, it could end up as prey to a coyote. The coyote in turn could run into a mountain lion. A human may desire to terminate the mountain lion since it was perceived as a threat to them. A Terminator could terminate the human.
He made his way out of the second boxcar. He didn't go back across the ramp. He dropped down into the space between the boxcar and the loading dock. There wasn't very much room. He actually decided to go under the second boxcar and along the east side of it as he headed south. He passed between the couplers and went underneath the middle of the first boxcar. He carefully moved up to the ramp on it and looked inside.
The Terminator needed to be conscious of the two HK Tracks which were right at the doorway of the boxcar ready to come out onto the ramp. They currently seemed to be inactive. There were two HK drones in the south side of the boxcar. He moved under the ramp and looked in the north side of the boxcar. There were two more HK Tracks inside of it. He'd been able to obtain the transponder code from the HK equipment he'd already reprogrammed. It now transmitted along with the Resistance transponder code. He didn't want to get lit up with friendly fire or enemy fire.
He pulled himself up in the gap between the side of the boxcar and the loading dock. The first HK Track showed some slight activity. It was obvious it was active. He hadn't been sure before. It recognized the transponder code and went back into standby. He quickly went about reprogramming all of the HK equipment inside of the boxcar. When he finished, all of the HK equipment he'd found so far inside of the building, was now part of the CamNet's force of captured Skynet equipment. It would quietly be added to her cache outside of the scope of the Resistance. He currently worked for CamNet outside of the knowledge of the Resistance or Cameron.
CamNet informed him the locomotives would arrive in fifty seven minutes. He was going to need to have the boxcars ready for transport. He would have to clear the building and move the HK Tread back inside of the second box car. He would also need to make his way back to the switch and align it for the siding. It was not a remote control switch.
The Terminator considered moving the ramp and closing the doors on the first boxcar. He thought maybe he should check the building first in case for some reason he needed additional firepower. Since all of HK equipment was now reprogrammed, the Skynet transponder code was no longer valid.
He moved through some of the crates and containers located in back of the dock. There were storage racks with various types of equipment. None of it appeared to be Skynet related. He believed whatever industry was located in the building previously, probably went bankrupt. It looked like everything was left where it was for the creditors to sort out and deal with. More than likely, some version of Skynet, or its associates, became one of the creditors. They wanted the building. They didn't care about the money or the contents. Skynet only cared about one thing. It was power. With power came control. With control came domination. Monetary items were valueless in a Skynet future. For most individuals it came down to a matter of life and death. For a great many of them it was death. Termination was the end result for everything on the planet.
The Terminator kept his hearing attuned to all of the sounds in the building. He could hear the feline consuming its meal off in one corner of the building. When he was near the area, it moved to a different location. It most likely took its dinner with it. His sheath currently emitted 'predator' pheromones. Most of the Resistance Terminators now emitted pheromones detected as something 'friendly', or at least not a threat, to the majority of animals, including humans.
It was time to enter the front office area. He'd discovered three vehicles inside of the building on the west side. All of the radiator areas on each of them were cool to the touch. None of them were used recently. The dust laden vehicle he'd observed earlier, was probably pushed out of the building at one point when it became inoperable.
He carefully entered the hallway. He hoped he didn't encounter a female detainee at the location. He needed to deal with the captured HK equipment, not prisoners. He couldn't afford to release anyone and have them attempt to contact the authorities. If it appeared they were going to do so, he might need to terminate them as well. He still had forty six minutes until the locomotives would arrive.
The Terminator approached the first room. It was a storage room. It also contained the ladder to the roof access. He glanced up in the darkness and saw it was wired. He was glad he hadn't forced it. Since there'd been three active pieces of HK equipment, things might have played out a little differently if one, two or three of them, began to shoot at him in the direction of where the alarm was tripped.
He moved to the room on the other side of the hall. It was a restroom. It was very filthy but showed signs of recent use. He was aware the hygiene standards of Grays from the future was very poor in his previous encounters.
He passed along a longer section of the hall. On the side with the restroom, was a break room type area. There was the usual overflowing trash container with empty paper plates. There was no wasted food on any of them. It was another observation he made of those back from the future. Even when they could waste food, they didn't. They all knew what it was like not to have food.
The long room on the other side of the hall was a conference room. It was filled with various boxes of what appeared to be trash and junk.
There were four more rooms before he reached the front lobby area. He expected those to be the sleeping quarters. The first room he opened contained various boxes and additional trash. There were no bunks in it. The room across the hall contained something he didn't want to see. It was expected though. There was a bunk with rope at all four corners of it. It was obviously the 'comfort bunk'. He could see there was dried blood not only on the 'comfort bunk', but on the wall and the floor around it as well. More than likely, more than one individual met their demise there. He would make sure any Grays he found were terminated with 'extreme prejudice'.
He reached for the door handle of the next room. The door opened before he could touch it. There was a Gray standing there in his underwear. His blurry eyes opened wide. His mouth started to open to issue a warning.
He grabbed the man by the neck and pulled him out of the room. He snapped it as he did. He carefully laid the body on the ground and turned his attention back to the room the man exited out of.
The Terminator needed to clear the room and the one across the hall from it. He also needed to get the boxcars ready for transport.
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Temporal Mission:
Past Timeline:
November 25 1963
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Young Allison didn't need to see Cameron out drive any stunt driver. She wondered if she should take the keys back.
"I already know you're superior." Young Allison said. "You don't need to prove it to me."
Cameron smiled.
"I only use my natural ability." Cameron said. "Sometimes I do push it though."
Cameron thought back a few of the times where she'd entered the timer code onto a nuclear device manually. The situation dictated she needed to detonate the device in order to terminate Skynet. On several of those occasions, there was no way for her to get out from where she was at. There'd been last second events which allowed her to escape. They'd all involved the use of a temporal transfer.
Young Allison waited for Cameron to start the panel truck. Currently the key is in the ignition but she hadn't turned it yet. Her left foot depressed the clutch and her right foot was near the gas pedal. Nothing happened. She was sure her mind was on some past event. It was never a good thing when it was.
"You're not going to push it tonight." Young Allison said.
Cameron turned the key in the ignition. The panel truck fired up without any problem. The short time the parking lights were on hadn't drained the battery at all.
"I only do what I need to do, when I need to do it." Cameron said. "I don't look for trouble. It seems to find me."
Young Allison and Cameron continued westbound on Devonshire Street.
Where Winnetka Avenue would intersect with Devonshire Street later on, there was nothing but a large field. There was a dirt road, which was not for public use, it connected with Lassen Street.
As they neared Mason Avenue, Young Allison spotted a Love's restaurant sign. There was a Builders Emporium and Market Basket north of it in the same parking lot. Love's would change ownership and names several times until the building was radically modified to its current configuration in her time period. There was a Ralphs supermarket on the south side of the street with a Thrifty drugstore at the end of a row of small shops. Everything there would seem to change ownership at least one time. She realized it was like that at many locations they'd been to. So far it was only the main Canoga Park Post Office, the Green Thumb across the street from it, and the 31 Flavors around the corner on Topanga which were still in the same location doing the same thing. Everything else was different. It reminded her the only constant was change. If Skynet were ever able to get its way, there would be nothing but rubble, everywhere.
Cameron decided to head back to the safe house. She turned north on Mason Avenue and then west on Chatsworth Street. She soon made the turn onto their dead end street. She pulled up in front of the driveway a short time later.
Young Allison opened both of the gates and Cameron drove in. She closed them behind the panel truck and secured them. Cameron drove up to the large garage. She didn't like to think of it as a barn. It wasn't a barn anymore.
Cameron turned the panel truck around and backed it inside of the garage when Young Allison opened the door.
Young Allison collected her food and some of the items she'd purchased at Safeway. Cameron said she would bring in the ammunition along with their new acquisition, the M1 Carbine.
Cameron entered the house first. Everything appeared to be as it was left.
"All is as it was." Cameron said.
They needed to make two trips to bring everything into the house. There were also the items they'd purchased at the sporting goods store.
Young Allison took care of everything in the kitchen. She put the items which needed to be refrigerated into the refrigerator and took out a pan to warm up her food from the Bear Pit. There was no microwave to warm it up in. She turned the fire on the stove to its lowest setting for the things which needed to be warmed.
She went to her room and put her new records on the record player. She didn't want to turn on the TV and have to see any footage about the former President's funeral. The image of his young son saluting as the casket passed by, wasn't an image she wanted to see again.
'Rockin' Robin', by 'Bobby Day', was the first song which played.
Cameron tilted her head slightly as the song began to play. It reminded her of something. She wasn't quite sure what. It seemed like a distant event was associated with it. She took out the cleaning gear and began to clean the M1 Carbine. Her Hi-Power was on the table next to it.
Young Allison took her Hi-Power out. It would need to be cleaned as well. She removed the magazine, released the safety and worked the slide. She ejected the round in the chamber. She locked the pistol open.
"I'll clean this after I finish my food." Young Allison said.
Cameron didn't want her to worry about it. She could take care of everything very quickly.
"I have it covered." Cameron said. "Go tend to your food. I don't want you to do 'a Sarah' and burn it."
Young Allison smiled. Everyone knew Sarah was culinary challenged on multiple levels.
'Blowin' In The Wind', by 'Peter Paul And Mary', begin to play on the record player.
Cameron tilted her head slightly as the song began to play. She could equate much of her existence to the song. She was glad Young Allison purchased this version of it. She disliked the style of the other version by the songwriter.
She was sure she would have all the weapons ready before Young Allison even started on her meal.
Young Allison kept an eye on Cameron as she readied her food. She was aware some of the songs were able to 'touch' Cameron deeper than other ones did.
'Little Deuce Coupe', by 'The Beach Boys', begin to play.
Young Allison felt the mood liven it up a little with the current race tune.
Cameron was better able to refocus as the next song began to play. She understood it referred to a 1932 Ford Coupe. It was the first year the V8 was offered. It delivered superior performance over the 'straight eights' which were out there. She believed Ford was always at the top of the horsepower and performance curve for internal combustion engines. The '427' in the lightweight Galaxie was further proof of it. It was the most powerful car Ford had on the market. It matched anything, any of the other automobile manufacturers could muster. She looked forward to prove it on the street.
She'd specifically instructed Cammy and Sheila to leave 'designs' in 'Detroit' once the 427 was out. It was for an improved version. It was the single overhead cam version, with hemispherical combustion chambers. In stock form it would be capable of delivering 700 horsepower with two four barrel carburetors. 'Dual quads' always had a way to bring out the best performance on many engines for racing applications.
She wasn't supposed to change anything in the past. Well, she didn't. She didn't see why others associated with her couldn't push for a little more performance out of the machinery of the time period. None of the other automobile manufacturers were ever able to deliver a more superior piece of machinery to compete with it during the same time period.
Cameron continued to clean the weapons as Young Allison warmed her food.
I Didn't Say Stop
Everyone is more than surprised
There own little bubble can pop
It takes a little longer
To realize it's all a prop
Nothing is ever better
There's no new crop
Everything will only get worse
When things began to swap
It takes a lot of effort
To make it to the top
It leaves only one direction to go
From the pinnacle they begin to drop
Not every meal is gourmet
Most of them are slop
Whenever anything looks better
It soon ends up a flop
No one needs to worry
They don't need to close up shop
Everything still trudges on
I didn't say stop
Nobody
