Chapter 1026

Air Hockey

Cameron and John walked along the surf line.

The beach was dark and only lit by the stars. The moon hadn't made its appearance yet.

Cameron wore a micro bikini. It was the same color as her sheath tone. She appeared naked at first glance. It was the whole point. She wanted any eyes on her and not on John. So far they hadn't encountered anyone.

They both thought of a million things.

Cameron spotted something move near John's foot. She was ready to act. She made a quick identification of the potential threat.

"Move to your right a couple of feet. There's a crab." Cameron said. "Don't step on it."

John looked down to where Cameron pointed. He didn't want to step on it. He left his shoes in the SUV. He moved off to the side several feet. Cameron moved with him.

"I didn't see it." John said. "I still don't."

Cameron was aware she held a distinct advantage in such a regard.

"I'm able to see a little better than you in the dark." Cameron said.

They still walked hand in hand.

The full moon came up low on the eastern horizon over the water.

Cameron stopped so John could watch the moon rise. She kissed him when he turned back to face her.

John pulled her in close and held her in his arms.

Cameron embraced him tightly.

It almost took his breath away. She was pressed tight up against him.

Cameron flashed her 'million dollar smile'. Her big beautiful doe eyes were illuminated by the moonlight.

"I can feel you're ready for nine hundred and eighty nine, right now." Cameron said.

John couldn't help it. There was enough light from the moon to clearly see Cameron's nearly naked form. Everything was just there right out in the open, even if parts of it were barely covered. They were on a public beach, even if it was dark and no one was around.

"With the moon lighting you dressed like you are, I don't have much choice." John said. "You're really exciting me. I find it very pleasurable to see you naked. Well, nearly naked in this case."

They were in a deserted part of the beach near a closed lifeguard shack. The beach was considerably wider now. PCH was behind them and slightly above them in the distance.

Cameron scanned the beach in all directions with several different vision spectrums. She couldn't detect anyone. There was always the threat of local gangs out doing drugs or looking to cause other mayhem. There was also the nuisance of homeless people wandering about with no place to go. They were always looking for something to put the grab on, if not steal it outright. It was the only way they could derive 'income'. They might be able to sell what they appropriated, or trade it for something else. The males always liked to find food, steal it, or even purchase some food. There was always a 'reward' waiting for them from a hungry female who wanted the food. 'Nature's Treasury' went a long way in providing for females. It wasn't just the homeless ones either.

"We're alone now…." Cameron said.

The waves crashed down just off a ways from where they were. The sound was more or less rhythmic, but varied in intensity approximately every seventh wave.

It seemed to Cameron it would make more sense for the waves to break with the same intensity and force every time, especially if there wasn't a storm nearby. There weren't any changes in the shape of the land, or the amount of the water. The reality was, no two waves were the same. It made her think about females. Everything was there on all of them, yet no two of them were the same in any area.

John looked around and when he looked back at Cameron, her top was off. He needed to look twice to verify he wasn't imagining it. It really didn't look like it was on in the first place.

"What are you doing?" John asked.

Cameron tilted her head slightly. She already indicated what was going to happen.

"I'm getting ready." Cameron said.

John looked around again. He wondered what she was getting ready for. There weren't too many choices available where they were currently at, especially with her clothing coming off.

"Getting ready for what?" John asked nervously. "What exactly are you getting ready for?"

Cameron wasn't sure why John was confused. They did the same thing many times, just not on the beach. It was actually something she wanted to do for a long time. She decided to spell it out for him.

"I'm ready for number nine hundred and eighty nine." Cameron said. "We're going to make love."

John swallowed hard. He felt 'Little Willie' respond in his pants. He looked around them.

"Where will we do it?" John asked.

Cameron waved her hand around them. It still held her top. The top was so skimpy it was barely visible as her arm moved.

"Here. Right here on the beach in the sand, with the moon lighting us, the waves washing up alongside us, and the cool ocean breeze." Cameron said. "It will be beautiful. It's actually something I wanted to do for years."

Cameron first thought about it when she took Riley to the beach years ago. She knew she wanted to bring John. Maybe it was because they ran into the surfer gang why she never did. That was then, this was now. She wanted to get down to business. She started to strip John.

John went to protest, but the moment was too enticing. He quickly looked around them. He didn't spot anyone. All he could hear was the sound of the ocean. He could see the lights of the vehicles on PCH, he couldn't really hear them. He looked at Cameron. Here was the person he loved. It's all he saw at these times. Cameron wasn't a machine or scary robot from the future. She was a beautiful person. She just happened to be different from him in how she came into being. She was an individual just like everyone else.

He often wondered if it was just her 'appearance' which excited him. Maybe he should have 'shared' with Cameron as Isabel or Metal Summer. It was her program in both of them. If she ever offered the option to him again, he would take it. Cameron often reminded him the Metal girls were all untouched by a male. She could borrow their chassis for a few hours. With her chip in any chassis, it was her. She was her program, even if it was trapped in a server.

It was a scary thought her program could have been trapped in a server forever and not have a Terminator chassis. He needed to visit 'Rosie' enough as it was. He could only imagine what a nightmare it would be if Cameron's program was trapped in a metal box forever. Cameron told him being stuck in a server was little more than being in a metal coffin. There was a difference between being alive and living. One was existence, the other one was the ability to actually do things and enjoy life.

John was quickly brought back to reality as Cameron touched him.

Cameron reached in John's back pocket and took something out.

John was a little surprised.

"What is it?" John asked. "I didn't put it there."

Cameron anticipated this moment would happen earlier. She didn't want to say she orchestrated it, but she did offer John several options on what he wanted to do. Eventually one of them would have led to this point. At least she hoped it would, now seemed like as good a time as any for some action. They were both there and alone. They were both ready.

"I did, John." Cameron said. "I put it there. I don't have any pockets. Well, none I wanted to use for this anyway. It's a 'space blanket'."

John could think of only two places she could have put it. He was actually glad she didn't put it in either one. Maybe she wasn't done with surprises yet. He looked at the small folded object.

"What's it supposed to do?" John asked.

Cameron didn't want to waste time explaining it. She rapidly unfolded it.

John was going to ask what it was for but thought he knew.

"Oh. I think it's a good idea." John said.

Cameron saw John understood. She thought of a joke she once heard when they were in school. She didn't understand it then. She researched it and saw it was a joke based on a play of words and slang. She thought she would run it by John to see if he got it.

"Do you know why girls don't like to drink beer at the beach?" Cameron asked.

John was somewhat confused. He was aware Cameron didn't drink anything. At the most, she took a sip of something just to conduct a taste test and analyze the chemical compounds which made it up. He still tried to figure out what she referred to. He was stumped. He was curious to find out now what she was talking about.

"No." John said.

He wondered where things were headed. He didn't think there would be any more surprises, but he didn't know.

Cameron wanted to see what John's reaction would be.

"They don't like to get sand in their - Schlitz." Cameron said.

John started to laugh as he got the joke. There was a brand of beer known as Schlitz. There was a slang term which referred to a female's private area as a 'slit'. Schlitz sounded like 'slits'.

"It was a nice play on words." John said with a smile. "It's no beer for you in this scenario. I definitely don't want any sand in your Schlitz."

Cameron knew it was a possibility some females faced. She didn't think the abrasive qualities of the sand would add anything to her enjoyment or John's enjoyment. It seemed like it would be rather distracting and irritating.

"I wouldn't like it either." Cameron said as she laughed. "Unless you want to help me get any of it out…."

John would be more than glad to do it. It would give him a further excuse to look at everything in the compact area. Sometimes when he spent too much time doing it, Cameron wanted to know what he was doing. He told her he just liked to look at things down there. He couldn't help but think it was exactly like Allison would be as well as every version of her, and every cyborg version of her. It was very different from Future Riley.

All of the talk and 'jokes' made him wonder if Cameron was at one hundred percent, she seemed much more sexually aggressive than she normally would act. It was in the room. Now things were happening in areas where other people could see them. He thought the carpool was pretty wild. Now they were on a public beach where literally anyone who happened to be in the area would be able to see them.

Maybe there was a person with night vision equipment out there waiting for someone just like them to show up. What if it was a Terminator? Was there any surveillance equipment equipped with night vision in the area? He looked back towards the closed lifeguard station. There were a lot of questions without any answers. Maybe he was over concerned about everything and should just take it at face value.

"You're really wild tonight." John said.

Cameron stood naked before John in the moonlight. Her perfect figure was illuminated enough for him to see everything.

"I'm a 'Real Wild Child'." Cameron said.

Cameron thought about calling the song up on his phone. There were several versions of it she liked. There was one by Iggy Pop and there was one from the movie 'Pretty Woman'. When she thought about the movie 'Pretty Woman' it made her think about the movie John liked. She didn't want John's mind to go there right now. It wasn't Young Allison standing before him nude. It was her. She didn't want him to picture her as Young Allison, at least not on this particular occasion. She was pretty sure there were other times after Young Allison visited the Resistance base when he was on top of her, she wasn't herself, she was 'Young Allison' to him. It was OK. She wanted him to want Young Allison. Her mission would be complete once Savannah and Young Allison were at his side and in his bed. Both of the girls would be at her fingertips as well. It was a bonus to the mission the way she saw it.

She was pretty sure in the dark when John was on top of her pounding away, she was probably a multitude of different females. At times she was probably all of the females in the Resistance, as well as a multitude of celebrities and actresses. She read in Cosmo it wasn't an uncommon thing for males to do when they were with their female partner.

She realized when John was on top of her, it could be anybody below him and the same thing would happen. It never left her with a good feeling. She was pretty sure she was Riley and Future Riley more than a few times. Future Riley is the only one she didn't want to be in his mind as he 'conducted his business'. She needed to suppress a glitch impulse. She was there with John now as his wife.

John was worried about the time. He wasn't so sure it was a good idea. He understood Cameron didn't care about nudity or if anybody saw what she was doing but he did. Maybe if they were at a private beach he would be a little more comfortable with the idea. He didn't want to say it out loud because when they talked about going on a cruise, CamNet bought a cruise line. He felt it was more than likely if he mentioned something about a private beach, CamNet would buy some secluded beachfront property somewhere. He needed to refocus.

"Will we miss our second reservation time?" John asked.

Cameron took John's phone and canceled the second reservation. She didn't want to be rude or selfish. Savannah told her the little things matter. Savannah told her everything matters. She knew the statement referred to some of her past actions where she did things which needed to be done. She didn't really consider the consequences, or how it would affect other people. She understood now she should have helped the Russian and his sister. The thugs who terminated them would be future Scavengers. It was reason enough alone to terminate them. It was a mistake she wouldn't repeat. For them however it was too late. She needed to worry about the present, not the past.

"We can always catch the third reservation or make a later one." Cameron said. "The parking lot wasn't too full. I don't think they'll have a sellout crowd tonight. I don't know what will happen later on. They could always have some type of special event to draw a larger crowd for the late evening. It's a good way for them to keep the business up."

Cameron made another quick scan of the beach and the area behind them toward PCH. She was ready for some action. She somehow felt a little more stimulated than normal because of the location they were at. Maybe there was the added thrill because they could get 'caught'. Maybe it was a challenge not to get 'caught'. She was up to any challenge anyone wanted to throw her away.

"It's time to mount up." Cameron said.

She carefully lay on the 'space blanket' on top of the sand. She didn't want to get any sand on the top of the 'space blanket'. She didn't want any to end up where it shouldn't be. If it did, she knew John would switch to a location where it wasn't. She would prefer not to use the other option unless it was necessary.

John took a quick look around and moved in. He was as excited as he was a little scared about what they were doing because of where they were at. When he was Future Riley, they were in the backseat of the truck and the windows were heavily tinted. He kissed Cameron and started to work his way down her sheath. Cameron stopped him before he reached the area he wanted to get to.

Cameron didn't think it would really matter too much in the current scenario because he wouldn't be able to see much in the moonlight. There was no lamp to turn on like there was in the bedroom before he got started down there. She still didn't know what he needed to see. Nothing was ever different. She started to check all the time. Everything was always the same. Cam, Cammy, and Camille all verified everything was the same on them as well. It was the same with all of the cyborgs as well as the females in the Resistance. Nothing was ever different on any of them. Pregnancy did initiate a few changes, but they seemed to resolve themselves a few months after the pregnancy was over.

She didn't need any additional stimulation right now. It was time to get down to business.

"I'm good to go right now." Cameron whispered. "I want you to take me now."

John quickly looked around as he repositioned himself. He lined everything up and found out Cameron was correct. He went to 'work' right away. He could feel Cameron's arms tighten around him slightly. He knew what Cameron wanted and he delivered it now. In a few seconds he was lost in Cameron's loving. He really didn't care where he was at right now as long as he was with Cameron. Nothing else mattered now. The rhythmic sound of his body moving against Cameron's body was serenaded by the soft crashing of the waves and surf behind them. It was a beautiful experience.

Savannah arrived at the cinema multiplex and drove once around the block and then around the cinema itself. She saw one of the Detail's SUV was already there waiting on one side. It was clear they scoped out the area. It never hurt to do a check of her own.

She looked around and parked off to the side near one of the emergency exits from the building. She then saw the other Detail's SUV which followed them pull up and park. The other half of the Detail was already here. She was surprised they were all present. She was sure CamNet was behind it. She wasn't going to complain. Young Allison was better protected this way. It was probably the whole reason it was done in the first place.

"The gang's all here." Anna-Ally said.

Savannah hadn't wanted to use the Detail earlier. She didn't want to compromise the security of anything. It really didn't matter now, the entire Detail was there.

"I didn't expect the full Detail." Savannah said.

Ally-Anna was a little surprised herself.

"There may be a little extra protection tonight." Ally-Anna said.

Young Allison liked to engage the Detail whenever she could. She liked how they responded when she interacted with them. She learned from Savannah to always touch them as well. The personal contact was something they didn't get from anyone else. They seemed to appreciate it immensely. She didn't want them to have to sit out in the parking lot.

"We should invite them to come with us." Young Allison said.

Savannah wanted it too, but she also wanted Young Allison protected. She understood they would like to all be together, but the Detail also had a job to do. If they were to pull them off of their job, it would compromise the purpose of their function. It would end up causing them a little distress they didn't need to experience. They wouldn't be able to watch the movie, or enjoy it, even if they were in the theater. They would be even more alert for any threats which might develop around them in close proximity. Someone may say or do something inside the theater which could cause one of them to respond in an aggressive manner. It was best to leave things as they were.

"You know they have a job to do." Savannah said. "It will cause them to stress out some."

Young Allison didn't always agree with protocol. She believed they could do the job just as well alongside them, as in the parking lot. They were Terminators. If any problem arose there were plenty of them.

"I guess." Young Allison said. "I personally don't agree with it. I never have under almost all conditions."

Ally-Anna didn't want any problems to develop, especially between the girls. There already was some tension earlier. The event bothered her immensely.

"They know their duty." Ally-Anna said. "We all know our duty."

Young Allison wanted to ask Savannah if they were all female Terminators, what her response would be then. She was pretty sure since Savannah shared with all of them, she would feel a little differently about leaving them out in the parking lot. Now wasn't the time to worry about it. She planned to be with all of them herself. She planned to be with everyone Savannah was with. She wanted them to be equal. She also planned to be with John. She was going to try it at least once, just to see what it was like. Nobody could stop her.

The girls headed for the entrance and the ticket booth inside.

Savannah went to pay but Ally-Anna walked up to the counter and gave a reservation number and the tickets were already paid for and waiting.

Savannah understood it's why the full Detail was there too.

"I see CamNet is looking out for us." Savannah said.

They took the tickets and headed inside after handing them to the usher.

"We already have our seats." Young Allison said. "We don't have to worry about anyone taking our seats with the reservations."

Anna-Ally didn't think they would need to worry even if someone took their seats.

"I can guarantee they wouldn't be in our seats for very long." Anna-Ally said.

Young Allison looked at the two female Terminators and giggled.

"We still have some time until the show starts." Young Allison said.

Savannah wanted to make sure Young Allison ate. She hadn't been to a theater in a while. She hadn't ever been to this particular theater before. She was impressed at the amount of food available inside of the theater. She almost felt like she was at the mall because there was so much stuff available. Some of it looked really good too. It wasn't all like some type of crappy microwave warmed up stuff.

"We can hit the snack bar." Savannah said. "Which I think actually looks more like a food court at this point."

Young Allison felt more up to a challenge. She knew there was another section of the theater she liked to visit as well. It allowed her to hone her skills.

"There's an arcade." Young Allison said. "We can check it out first."

They went to the room the arcade was in. It was located just past the restrooms.

Young Allison looked around the arcade room. She wanted to make sure the air hockey tables were still there. They were.

"We can play air hockey." Young Allison said.

Savannah looked around and saw Ally-Anna smile.

There were two air hockey tables there.

"Why do I feel like I'm being set up?" Savannah asked.

Young Allison wanted to play Savannah. She thought she was very skilled at this particular game. She wanted to see how Savannah stacked up. She wanted to see how much experience counted over ability.

It was clearly an unspoken challenge between the girls.

"It's just a game." Young Allison said.

Savannah was sure the deck was stacked against her. She played the game before but it was quite a while ago.

"Now I know I'm being set up." Savannah said. "I think we should get some food first."

Young Allison didn't want to lose the opportunity. If they went to the food court now, they probably wouldn't make it back to the game room. They could play the games first and take the food with them into the theater. CamNet reserved the seats for them where a little table folded down in front of the seat. They could eat or snack while they watched the movie.

"We can play a couple of games first." Young Allison said.

Savannah wanted to try something else. She knew when she was outmatched before the match began. It was never a good 'combat' scenario to enter. She wanted time to study the 'enemy' first.

"You and Ally play one game first." Savannah said.

Anna-Ally looked at the air hockey table. She wasn't sure what the purpose of the game was.

"I've never played before." Anna-Ally said. "How do you play?"

Young Allison really wanted to play her now.

"Now is your chance." Young Allison said. "It's easy to play. You're a Terminator, you're superior at everything to a human. Well, except for swimming and childbirth, but you know what I mean."

Anna-Ally was aware Terminators were superior to humans. She never found one she couldn't kill with her bare hands. It really wasn't very difficult.

"How hard can it be?" Anna-Ally asked with a smile.

Young Allison was ready for a real challenge. She wanted to encourage Anna-Ally.

"You can beat me." Young Allison said.

Anna-Ally didn't think it would be too hard.

"I think so." Anna-Ally said.

Savannah wanted to do a security check of the indoor area with Ally-Anna.

"I want to scope the place out with Anna while you two play." Savannah said. "I'll be back."

Savannah and Ally-Anna took off. She looked at Ally-Anna. She looked so much like Cameron right now it was almost unbelievable. She knew technically it was 'Cameron', along with the programming from her through the 'Neural Interface'. She wondered if maybe it was the ultimate version of 'Cameron' right now. She wondered what she would do if she possessed the 'Neural Interface' from Young Allison as well. Maybe it would be the ultimate 'Cameron'.

"I love what you've done to your sheath." Savannah said as they exited the arcade. "I'm not sure if you know how good you look right now. I know you think you look better than you do as Anna with the age regression of my appearance. I have to tell you right now you almost look identical to Cameron. I also want you to know I honestly believe the current appearance of your sheath as Anna is very beautiful. I find it very attractive and I'm willing to bet Young Allison does as well. We both know you're really your program. Everything about you is beautiful. Your sheath is irrelevant. You protect and guide Young Allison in a very special and caring way. I appreciate it immensely. Thank you. You really do look Hot."

Ally-Anna looked down the front of her sheath and cupped herself. There was much more than a handful on both sides. She was pleased with her appearance.

"I feel complete again." Ally-Anna said. "You don't know how much I miss these. You have to remember as 'Cameron' I experienced severe damage in this area multiple times. It was very traumatic for me. I think you understand why some things bother me. I know they shouldn't, but they still do. I have Cameron's past experiences of all of her combat, and all her damage. I know how important some things are to others as well as myself."

Savannah left Young Allison with Anna-Ally. They looked about the same age. Ally hadn't complained about being in Anna's chassis anymore since Young Allison paid most of her attention to her. She knew all of the Terminators craved human attention, especially the female ones.

Young Allison knew Ally was bothered about the chassis swap so she tried to be extra nice to her so she didn't feel so bad about it. She really didn't think it should be a big deal if it was only for a day. She thought Ally was a little over dramatic about everything earlier.

What Young Allison really tried to do was allow Anna to be in Ally's chassis and look like 'Cameron'. She knew the way Anna felt about having to reverse her aging process back to a younger teenager. Since Anna's base program was Cameron, she could look like 'Cameron' for the first time. Young Allison knew it would mean a lot to Anna, even if it was for one day.

Ally thought it was a choice assignment. She would get to look like a 'Young Savannah' and be around Young Allison, Allison, Holly, Hanna, and Claire. It's if they stayed at the Young residence. She would miss Sheila though. She didn't see any reason why Sheila couldn't hang out there as well. What difference would it make? If Cameron needed them, they would just go and do what she wanted done. What would be the big deal?

She was really infatuated with Young Allison. If nothing else, she was going to reset her age progression on her own chassis back a few years, just not back too far. She wanted to make sure there was more than a handful. She saw how everyone checked out Young Allison. They all did as well.

There was a loud 'clunk' as the puck went into the goal slot right in front of her.

Young Allison smiled. She took her first shot as soon as she was ready. She knew it was always an advantage to draw 'first blood' against the enemy. There was no reason why the initial attack couldn't be a surprise.

"You're supposed to block it." Young Allison said.

Anna-Ally wasn't paying attention.

Two male teenagers came to play at the air hockey table next to Young Allison and Anna-Ally.

Anna-Ally blinked her eyes twice and looked around. She quickly remembered where she was at and what she was supposed to be doing. She let her mind wander a little too far.

"I was thinking about something else." Anna-Ally said. "You caught me off guard."

Young Allison wanted to play her hand a little more. She saw what happened and took advantage of it. She also wanted to make a point.

"You need to stay focused." Young Allison said. "You're supposed to be protecting me. Not the other way around."

They started again. Ally was quick to learn how to play. In a few turns she was able to block all of Young Allison's shots. She was able to start to score too. It took her a little longer to get acclimated than she thought it would. She found out quickly Young Allison was a worthy opponent. It was clear in an initial attack, especially if it was conducted under surprise, Young Allison would have a distinct advantage against the enemy. A prolonged battle would be a different story. It's where they were now in the game.

The puck from the other table next to them was knocked off the board in some wild shot and flew past Young Allison. She dodged out of the way and made a score against Ally all at the same time.

Anna-Ally knew at this point Young Allison shouldn't be able to score anymore, but she did as the errant puck passed by her. She thought maybe she was distracted. If not, Young Allison was really good to do both of those things at the same time.

Young Allison bent down and picked up the other puck.

"Here you go." Young Allison said.

She tried to hand the puck back to one of the teenage players. He didn't take it.

"That puck sucks." The first teenager said. "Give us yours."

The other teenager was quick to add his two cents worth.

"Yeah, you're just a kid anyway." The second teenager said. "You probably don't even know how to play."

Anna-Ally saw trouble brewing. She knew how to deal with street punks. The two individuals didn't appear to be street punks yet, it was obviously the direction they were headed.

Young Allison waved her off. She saw the opportunity for a challenge.

"It's your puck. Take it back and play your game." Young Allison said. "We're minding our own business. You should have some manners and do the same thing. We're not here to look for trouble. I tried to be nice by picking it up and handing it to you."

The first teenager looked Young Allison over from head to toe and back again. It was a very rude gesture.

"Why don't you fill out a little bit more, and then in a few years we can talk about it." The first teenager said.

Anna-Ally looked around the arcade, it was almost empty. She spied two security cameras, both of them blinked. CamNet signaled to her she was in control of the security system. It was the indication whatever happened inside the arcade would remain a mystery.

There were two other people in the arcade and they left almost immediately.

Anna-Ally didn't like the developing situation. She was aware there would be no record of anything she did going forward. It gave her a free hand to do whatever was necessary.

"Your rude comment is no way to talk to a lady." Anna-Ally said.

The second teenager did the same thing to Anna-Ally as the first teenager did to Young Allison. It was a very crude act and showed extreme disrespect for females. The teenagers didn't know Sheila and her dealt with older individuals like them quite frequently. None of them were left alive. A few of them were no longer men when they died either.

"You're almost as sad as she is." The second teenager said. "Kids are sure mouthy these days. You should both grow up."

It looked like things were going to get worse.

"Give us your puck and any money you have." The first teenager said.

Young Allison realized they were about to be robbed. She knew with a Terminator standing next to her it was unlikely.

"Hardly…." Young Allison said. "It's not going to happen."

Anna-Ally was ready to initiate a challenge of her own. She was tempted to snap both of their necks right now and be done with it. The only trouble was, there would probably be a lock down of the theater complex and it would spoil the movie for Young Allison. She decided to mess with them a little. She knew there was nothing they could do to her. The 'threat level' was 'none'. She took their puck from Young Allison and held it out in front of her. One of the teenagers reached for it.

"Puck off…." Anna-Ally said.

Anna-Ally let the puck fall to the floor.

Young Allison laughed.

It seemed to infuriate the two teenagers.

"Give us your money, now." The second teenager said.

He grabbed for Young Allison.

In a flash a hand reached out and stopped his hand in mid air. The teenager couldn't move his hand. He looked up and Ally-Anna stood there as she held his wrist.

Savannah and Ally-Anna were back now. They heard the conversation through their coms and returned back to the arcade as soon as possible. It appeared they arrived just as things were about to turn bad for the two teenagers.

"You told me to come back when I filled out." Ally-Anna said. "I'm filled out now."

She previously unbuttoned her shirt past her bra as she returned to the arcade. She was alerted by CamNet.

The teenager struggled to break free. It was impossible.

"Is this filled out enough?" Ally-Anna asked.

The teenager couldn't move his hand.

"Let go of me you crazy Bitch." The second teenager said.

Ally-Anna wanted some justice for Young Allison.

"Apologize to the girls first." Ally-Anna said. "You were very rude and made threats to them."

A round of curses started.

Savannah was now next to Anna-Ally.

For all practical purposes it looked like two hot teenage girls with their almost as hot younger sisters.

The first teenager went to help the second teenager.

Savannah tripped them. The teenager sprawled on the floor.

Anna-Ally moved in and held the teenager down.

"Don't make me bust you up." Anna-Ally said. "Right now you know I can. It's why you can't move. I work out."

Savannah didn't want things to escalate. It already went on longer than it should have. She didn't want any negative repercussions to come out of the incident. She wanted it to end. She looked at the two teenage boys.

"Apologize to the girls and everything goes back to the way it was." Savannah said. "This doesn't need to escalate when it can simply end."

Savannah hoped to diffuse the situation, preferably without any terminations. If the boys continued to cuss and struggle, it was more than likely going to be the outcome. They would be tagged as future Scavengers and dealt with as such.

Young Allison quickly came up with a solution where things could be civil again.

"I'll play them." Young Allison said. "If they win, they can have my money. We can play for real, and we can play fair. That's the deal."

Young Allison flashed a hundred dollar bill. It changed the disposition of the teenagers real fast. It looked like easy money to them.

"It's a deal." The second teenager said. "A fair game it is. I'm sorry."

Anna-Ally wanted to hear the same words out of the other teenage boy.

"You too, say it and mean it." Anna-Ally said. "Do it and play a fair game. You can redeem yourselves."

She still held the teenager down on the floor.

"OK, man, deal." The first teenager said. "I'm sorry we were rude. We were just kidding about taking their money."

The two teenagers wanted the hundred dollar bill. How could a young teenage girl beat them? It was impossible. They'd been playing for years. They were sure of their ability.

Young Allison smiled. She was sure of her ability as well. It was a challenge.

"Game on." Young Allison said.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Sacrifice

Is it even possible for either of us
To exist without love in some form
Love may never be perceived or received
Yet we must express our love so warm

Beyond the use of one's body parts
People mean nothing to each other
As beauty evaporates into time
Our feelings envelop and smother

When the feeling of love grows
It's beyond our minds control
Can the other ever understand
Disinterest in our heart burns a hole

The body is offered as a sacrifice
To attempt to win any affection
It slowly becomes apparent the sacrifice
Was the heart and mind upon reflection

Love like beauty is transitory
If it ever even exists it will fade
To try to touch or share either
Our soul we are willing to trade

Nobody