Chapter 858

Pinker Than Normal

Sheila, Dan and Frank were in the process of trying to track the unknown man that used excessive caution with all of his movements. He was now in the parking structure behind the casino. It was clear these men were going to pose some type of threat. Exactly what that threat was, remained unknown.

Sheila was already in the parking structure waiting for him. She'd previously moved one level higher to the fourth level than he'd exited the elevator at. She moved down to the third level of the parking garage. She wanted to try and tag the man's vehicle. She exited the stairwell and saw the man get into a blue sedan. She sent the information to John Henry.

She moved rapidly between cars and trucks to stay behind the man's forward or side vision observation area. There were a few other cars looking for parking spots and a few leaving. A horn blew every now and then.

Sheila was almost to the blue sedan when it pulled away. She was unable to get the tracker placed on it before it pulled out of its parking spot.

Another car pulled into the parking space immediately and almost hit her. Normally she would have stayed to have a 'conversation' with the driver of that car but she needed to move out and get down to Frank's vehicle so they could follow the blue car.

They would have to track him the hard way now.

Frank waited on the second level. He was in an SUV. He planned to trail the unknown man once he pulled out of the parking structure.

"The blue sedan just pulled away from me." Sheila said. "I didn't get the tracker on him."

Frank was aware that he would have to pull out soon. He wanted to stay in front of the blue sedan.

"Come down to the ground level and we'll pick you up." Frank said. "I already have Dan."

Sheila calculated her chances of being able to get close to the man's car again as he went down through the various levels of the parking structure. The rate of his descent through the parking structure would be determined by other vehicles that would attempt to pull out or those that waited for a parking spot.

"He just made the turn for the ramp to go down one level." Sheila said. "Stay in front of him. I'll catch up to you or acquire new transportation. Don't worry about me."

Frank waited a little longer until he saw the blue sedan make its turn to come down the ramp.

"I see him on the ramp." Frank said. "We're pulling out."

The Terminators were sure the man would check behind him for a tail. They doubted he would check in front of himself for one. They already were aware what his destination was based on his conversation with the man still on the tram. That was unless of course everything that Cameron heard was just a ploy or spoken in some type of code that only they knew what it actually meant.

It seemed with the two unknown men that anything was possible.

Seconds ago:

Cameron watched Savannah pass by the open tram door. Savannah didn't look in her direction but moved with a group of other people. She blended in with them and didn't attract any unnecessary attention. The man was still seated. Cameron waited for him to make his move. So far he just sat there.

She began to wonder if he was going to get off or not. As each second passed, it seemed more and more as if he was going to stay on the tram.

The door started to beep and then close. The man jumped up and ran out just before the door closed. Cameron never looked up from her casino brochure. It was too late for her to follow him and not be 'made'. It appeared that she was just played again.

The door closed and the man looked back along the length of the tram cars to see if anyone else followed him. He was the last one on the platform.

He was satisfied no one else would get off. He headed for the escalator.

Cameron already planned for a contingency in the event that something like what just happened was to occur. It just did. She entered some commands into her phone and the door against the wall on the opposite side opened. Some other patrons watched as Cameron stepped out to where there was no platform. She stepped down to the track level as the door closed. The tram sped away from the platform.

She remained below the level of the platform to make sure the man was out of view. If she couldn't see him, he couldn't see her. It was clear. She quickly crossed over the tracks and went down in the elevator. It just discharged an elderly man with a cane.

Cameron wanted to let Savannah know that she was off of the tram along with the man. She didn't want to get too explicit as to how she needed to get off of the tram. She did want to let her know that the man tried to pull some more of his tricks.

"Savannah, the man's out. I'm off the tram and in the elevator." Cameron said. "Watch him close. He tried to pull a fast one. I was ready for it this time."

Whoever these men were, they seemed to be overly cautious and full of 'fast ones'. They continuously tried to make any tail show themselves. It seemed highly irregular they would act in this manner. All the secrecy did was increase her desire to find out who these people were and what they were up to. She did have to admit that under normal circumstances all of the caution that they used was an effective strategy to avoid being tailed.

It was only because they had five players and two supercomputers that assisted them that they were able to not lose track of the men.

Seconds ago:

Savannah became alarmed as she started down the escalator and the man hadn't followed. She heard the beeping of the doors about to close when she lost sight of what happened.

Savannah thought about hopping to the other side of the escalator and to go back up.

There was a group of Asian tourists on their way up the escalator on the opposite side and currently they were in her way to do that. She would either need to wait for their group to pass or jump the escalator into the middle of their group as it went up.

Savannah received Cameron's message that the man was off of the tram and finished the short ride to the bottom. She headed for the side entrance. She didn't look back. She was glad now that the tourists blocked her path to go back up. If she'd gone to the other side of the escalator she would have passed the man face to face as he came down on the other side. He would have been able to get a good look at her.

John Henry sent her the information as to where the man was. He turned in her direction but entered the casino instead of following her. She wasn't as surprised as she would have been when the man entered the casino because the other man that Sheila tracked did exactly the same thing. She believed he did it for two reasons. One of them what's to kill some time and the other one was to see if anybody paid any attention to him as he did some casual gambling and looked around. He could keep moving as he gambled and not stay in one place.

Savannah entered the casino as well. She figured the man would look for a tail as the other man did. Based on the last report that she'd received, the blue sedan that was to pick him up was still in the parking structure of the last casino. It was on it's way down.

She knew she would have about ten minutes to kill. She really didn't like being on the casino floor. The mass of people irritated her almost as much as the noisy machines did. There was never even one second of quiet. All the different machines made a multitude of noises. Every now and then one could be heard to pay off. Someone was always happy if they just got back some of the money they'd spent. They didn't actually think about how they'd just lost ninety percent of their money. It was like that all around her. People seemed happy to lose as long as they got a few scraps back. If that wasn't a form of mental illness, what was?

She took out one of the hundred dollar bills from the stack of money Sheila handed her earlier. She slid it into an electronic poker game. She could see the man was now at a Blackjack table. She started to make five dollar bets. She also started winning. She thought that it was John Henry or CamNet who 'helped' her. She didn't really know or care. She didn't want the machine to pay off a large amount.

"Let the machine operate as it normally does." Savannah said to John Henry. "I don't want to have to fool with the money. I need to be ready to move."

Savannah figured the 'game' would soon take all her money. A quick look around at the splendor and opulence of the surroundings reaffirmed her beliefs.

She looked around for Cameron but didn't spot her. She didn't want to lose track of the illusive man. She couldn't stare at him continuously and not have him notice at some point. She wanted some assistance from John Henry. She didn't want to stand out by her actions or lack of them.

"If it even looks like he's going to move, tell me." Savannah said to John Henry. "Try to give me a direction as soon as he starts to move that way."

John was able to watch Savannah from several of the security cameras inside of the casino. He wanted to reassure her that everything was under control and that Cameron was nearby. As long as the man stuck to his own plan they knew the approximate location that he would go to next.

"Everything's good, Savannah." John said. "Cameron has eyes on him as well. We know where he's going. John Henry is monitoring everything."

Savannah watched the original hundred dollars, which John Henry manipulated into three hundred dollars. It soon dwindle down to nothing in a few minutes of play. There was always the occasional win to keep the typical sucker hooked until they were broke.

The 'game' worked as Savannah figured it would. If you play the game, you lose your money.

The money issue was soon a debate whether she wanted to waste anymore of the cash that Sheila gave her. She already thought about how much baby formula or diapers could have been purchased at the battered woman's shelter with the hundred dollars she'd just wasted.

She spent a moment to look around the casino floor at all of the 'zombie like' people who were there. She really didn't understand what they thought that they were doing and where it would take them. Did they all really think they were going to hit the big one?

The more that she looked at them, the more it made her wonder. She came to the conclusion that they all did think that they were going to win and win big. It reaffirmed her belief that gambling was a mental disorder.

Young Allison watched Savannah, Cameron and the unknown man. She didn't like the fast one that the man pulled when he exited the tram and the unsafe procedure that Cameron needed to use to get off of the tram before it pulled out of the station. She'd been made aware of what Cameron would need to do if the man waited until the last second to get off. She wanted John Henry to remind Cameron to watch out for the electrified rail that the tram used for its power source. It would definitely knock Cameron offline if she were to come into contact with it.

It was clear to Young Allison that Savannah felt very uncomfortable inside a casino. Her body language radiated that she didn't want to be there.

Cameron and Sarah stressed that as the girls grew up that they should lead simple uncomplicated lives based on the necessity to survive. It was stressed that material things were a cumbersome luxury that would interfere with survival. Material possessions were a liability, not an asset. The girls needed to be able to move and move fast and not worry about anything they were forced to leave behind.

"I can tell Savannah feels uncomfortable." Young Allison said. "She doesn't like being in the casino."

Anna thought that it looked like a challenge.

"It looks like fun." Anna said.

Young Allison almost laughed. She thought about it for a few moments. Maybe it did look like fun but how fun was it actually long for until it became a drawn out process as a person began to realize that all of their money would soon be gone.

"Do most of those people playing those games actually look like they're having fun?" Young Allison asked. "Look at them. Look at their faces most of the time. They look like zombies."

Anna was able to look at a multitude of security cameras on the casino floor. She did notice that when everyone first arrived in the casino they looked very happy and excited. She did note that that enthusiasm soon started to waver as time went on and the money grew shorter.

She noted two basic types of behavior. When someone's money started to run low they either bet bigger because they thought they were going to win it all back in a bigger bet or they made smaller bets because they thought they were going to win it all back if they played longer. It didn't appear that either camp understood that they were going to lose all their money the longer they played. Gambling wasn't about winning. It was about losing so that somebody else could win.

"When they win they look happy." Anna said. "Very few ever leave with more than they arrived with. I've been watching them. None of them stop while they're ahead. I guess it is greed."

Young Allison thought the people who gambled looked like freshly activated Terminators at times. There was no emotion or feeling. There was only a blank look upon their faces.

"Look at their faces." Young Allison said. "They all look like Terminators except for the few times they win. They win just enough to string them along to keep them in the game so that they continue to spend as much money as possible."

Anna didn't want to get caught up in what was obviously some form of mental illness that afflicted people who gambled and thought that they were all going to win the big one. It was time to move on.

"We have other developments as well." Anna said.

Young Allison was still displeased that the rest of the teams were strung out.

"We need to find out more about Cammy and Gail." Young Allison said. "Ally is on her own and Sheila is about to be left behind."

Once they found out what Cammy just did, they were both very concerned. Much of what the Grays said prior to that was blocked from Young Allison. Most of that was done at the previous request of Savannah so that she wouldn't be exposed to some types of violence that were more graphic than others. Anything that was held back from her was something that she could watch by turning on the television and basically see everything in detail over and over on dozens of television shows and hundreds of movies.

Maybe it was more that Savannah didn't want her to see members of the Resistance indulge in some of that violence.

Young Allison was able to read between the lines when things were kept from her. She would often ask CamNet to show her things that she'd 'missed' later on when she was alone. CamNet always reminded her that those were restricted items and she wasn't supposed to see them or listen to them. She always reminded CamNet she knew that she was still going to do it anyway. She did.

Earlier:

Cammy listened to the Grays talk. She was highly agitated by what they said. When one started talking about abusinga young redhead, she snapped.

She wanted to kill that Gray. She ran towards the rear door and slammed into it. She knocked it off its hinges and it went flying. She didn't even draw or need her weapons for human targets. She was a Terminator and she was designed to terminate humans. She could only think about what if that was 'Savannah' they referred to. She knew it wasn't but the hair color is what made her snap. It could have been in 'a future'. It was a fact in Vanna's future. She never wanted that to happen to Savannah.

The two Grays were surprised and stunned as the rear door exploded inward. The Grays weren't even able to draw their pistols before Cammy was upon them. She grabbed both of them and slammed them together. They were both stunned. One of them appeared to be out but coming around. She relieved them of their weapons and choked both of them out. She held one in each hand several inches off the floor as they thrashed around wildly before they fell silent. She didn't want them to die yet. She wasn't done yet. In fact, she hadn't even started.

Gail followed Cammy in with her Taser and pistol out. It was clear Cammy was in control of the two men.

Cammy didn't want any surprises behind her.

"Check the HK Track." Cammy said. "Check the building too."

Gail went and checked the HK Track to make sure it was shut down and disabled for now. She only glanced at Cammy as she dealt with the two Grays.

She did a quick search of the premises. She was very displeased with what she found in one room. It was what they knew would be in there but it was still very troubling to find. She briefly looked over the deceased female. She knew Jesse was right in their search for individuals who committed crimes like this in the present. Those were people who weren't back from the future. They were the evil and demented people that existed now. The survivors after J-Day would be Scavengers. Jessie and her made sure that the herd was continuously thinned prior to J-Day.

"Only the deceased female is here." Gail said.

Cammy understood that to mean that the Grays 'had her for a period of time.

Gail could see Cammy's eyes glowed red. She was on the verge of losing all control.

Gail moved to assist Cammy.

Cammy brushed her off.

"I have it." Cammy said. "You heard what they said."

Gail didn't feel she was any less upset than Cammy. She was a little bit better in control of her emotions. That was probably because they weren't as advanced as Cammy's were.

"I did." Gail said. "I'd like one for myself. I feel what you do."

The anger in Gail built up as well. Her eyes too glowed red.

Cammy knew Gail was in love with Savannah. She also knew that whatever happened next would stay between both of them. They were both about to act for the deceased female and 'Savannah'.

This was going to be an act of revenge and retribution. There was a reckoning coming. Both Cammy and Gail's eyes glowed red. It was very intense right now.

They both knew what happened next would simply be left out of any report. The rest of the report would be accurate but there would be a few details that were omitted. That wasn't a new concept and was a time honored practice that went on throughout time. People always needed to do things that they weren't necessarily proud of. It didn't matter. they still needed to be done to rectify a situation.

The box truck that deposited the HK Track in the building that Cammy and Gail were now in was on its way to a new destination.

Ally went after the box truck on her own in Cammy's SUV. She didn't have any immediate backup. John Henry fed her the information on where it was. She stayed on a parallel street, three blocks over.

She didn't want to be too close or be spotted this early in the operation.

"Can you control the signals to make sure he doesn't get away from me?" Ally asked. "I don't want them to spot me."

John Henry didn't have as much control in that regard as he would have in the city.

"I can control some of them but if they move out away from town, most of those aren't wired into a central system there." John Henry said. "I'll lose any control very quickly."

Ally was a little upset with that response. She would have liked for a better answer.

"Am I talking to you or your server?" Ally asked.

The response that she received didn't tell her much.

"Does it matter?" John Henry asked. "We're one in the same."

Based on her observations, Ally was pretty sure CamNet and Cameron weren't the same, at least not anymore. They seemed to be two separate entities and each one was as devious as the other one. At this point in time they both seemed to have different agendas going forward.

"OK, whatever you say." Ally said. "Fill me in on the other operations as you feed me directions."

"I'll also inform you if I spot a tail on you." John Henry said.

Ally realized she'd developed target fixation with that statement and wasn't paying attention around or in back of her. That could prove to have a terminal effect. Now she was worried.

"Do I have a tail?" Ally asked.

"Not yet." John Henry said.

Ally was still upset that she'd been caught off guard and out in the open at the location where the Grays were at.

"I don't like that they spotted me earlier." Ally said.

Gail and her weren't expecting the box truck to arrive before and she was caught off guard and 'made'.

John didn't care for the tone of the conversation. He didn't think there was any reason to mull over what was already done and over with.

"Ally, you're doing great." John said. "Don't get too close and stay alert. We have more teams of Terminators that will arrive soon. If you identify a location I want you to sit tight until more help arrives."

Ally wanted some payback for being stalked earlier. They'd tried to get the jump on her previously.

"I'll keep you informed." Ally said.

Ally actually didn't think it would be too big of a problem if they moved away from the city. She already knew what the truck looked like so it wouldn't be that hard to track. The main thing was to make sure that they didn't spot her and that she didn't pick up a tail.

Vanna told Allison there was a surprise waiting for her.

Allison wondered what the surprise was.

Vanna moved close to Allison and helped her finish stripping.

Allison could see the much larger breasts that Vanna developed. It made her think of being with Savannah when she looked like that. She remembered some other changes on Savannah during that time. She took a close look at Vanna. She was identical to what Savannah experienced.

"Not only are you 'bigger', you're 'pinker' than normal too." Allison said.

Vanna kissed Allison and moved her to the waiting bed.

Allison returned the kisses and started down Vanna's neck. She moved to Vanna's breasts and kissed them. All of a sudden Allison's head snapped up and she looked at Vanna.

"You're lactating!" Allison said with a giant smile on her face. "It's a little sweet, like Savannah's was."

"Help me produce more." Vanna said.

Allison already started….

Perfect

With each and every wound
To both your body and mind
Only makes you more special
Double when they're combined

You have taken the beatings
Survived the hurting strain
Endured severe mental torture
Been a victor over its pain

Demons can only haunt you
For you have beaten them in Hell
May you find the path to happiness
Forever in Heaven may you dwell

Every injury flaw and shortcoming
Each defect and all that is imperfect
Make you a stronger and better person
You are as close as possible to perfect

Nobody