*Story starts out where season 2 left off. Continued by another person who can take the story where ever they want to as long as it begins where the previous one ended. This was a microfic challenge so each entry is limited to 2000 characters.*


Zable_Fahr's entry

While the TDE fires slowly burn out behind her, Weaver watches in silence as they talk to John.
She records their names. Their appearances. Personality types. Estimated strength.
That one. "Kyle Reese"... he's in charge.

He's strong.

But he's not strong enough. There's a weakness within him, something that's holding him back.
His apparent brother is stronger. And John should outgrow him eventually, too.
As for the girl... she's useless. Obviously, John's cyborg companion must have been based on her at some point. But that's about all she might've been good for.

As they move out, she reforms and follows them.
The dog perks its ears and looks around attentively. It could be a problem. She mustn't be seen, it would complicate things.
John is anxiously looking left and right at the destruction around him.
Or perhaps he's looking for her?

It was a mistake to bring him along. However strong he might become one day, he's still inexperienced, still weak.
She'll have to test him later. See what he's capable of. She needs an ally and a partner, not a human child to babysit.

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rjmatz' entry

After the initial shock of seeing his uncle still alive, his father for the first time and that fake version of the woman he loved caused him to revert to his whiny emo side, his resolve quickly hardened as he thought about the task at hand.

"Hey, give me ur gun. I got s*** to do."
"Wait? What? Don't you want to come back to the base with us?" asked the doppelganger of Cameron. Batting her eyelids in a provocative way obviously entranced by his steely demeanor and now open trench coat with nothing underneath.
"With you pussies? No, like I said. I got s*** to do. I don't need you guys slowing me down."

Weaver watching from the shadows now remembered why she made the choice to bring him. The humans gave in to his demand and handed him a gun along with some food and water provisions.

"Have there been any sightings of weird blue energy bubbles in here recently?"
"Funny you should ask, this tunnel rat named Riley was screaming about that the other day. Said a naked man appeared and headed north from this position. She wouldn't shut up or leave the command center. Kept saying something about being a spooky ninja and we should make her a spy. So we did... poor thing lasted only 5 minutes on her first mission before she was torn limb from limb by a group of terminators. It was s..." the grizzled Derek almost in tears. John cut him off as he had gotten the information he needed.
"So what you're saying is I should head north then? Any strategic points that way I should know about?"
"There is a terminator factory about 5 miles in that direction. It won't be an easy trip. There is no chance you will make it alone." the cowardice in Kyle's voice almost made John throw up. This little bitch is my dad?
"Alright. Thanks for the gun."

A still pantsless John heads out the door to the ruins of LA.

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predaking50ae's entry

Reaching the surface and standing upon charred and broken concrete, he quickly remembers that his feet are bare.
"Which way is north?"
The thick cloud cover caused by the nuclear fires makes it all but impossible to spot the faint glow of the moon.
"There."
John begins his trek north, having no idea where exactly John Henry went or even when he had arrived in the future.
"Riley spotted him 'the other day'... He's got a huge head start on me..." He has no choice but to assume that John Henry's destination was the factory.
After an hour of painfully slow progress across the debris left in J-Day's wake, he whirls around and raises his plasma rifle at the sound of a female voice.
"Your progress is slow, John Connor." Weaver states, and John lowers his weapon.
"Could be worse. I could be metal."
Weaver smiles.
"We both know why you followed me, and we both know who you're after. Don't presume all machines to be as naive as yours."
John's raises his rifle.
"Don't talk about-" Weaver's smile broadens, almost looking real.
"I was correct. Perhaps if you'd chosen your people more carefully, none of this would be necessary."
"She-"
"I'm talking about your *human* subordinates. The ones *you* chose. The ones who destroyed any chance of an alliance. The ones responsible for the war being lost in your future." Weaver slowly fades into the darkness.
"Lost?" He shakes his head and turns north again. "I didn't come here to win the war."
His pace increases, and the sharp debris cuts his flesh with every step. Every slip brings his knee or palm down against the twisted metal and broken concrete- but every time it is easier for him to recover.
"She never would have left if I'd just told her."

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Zable_Fahr's 2nd entry

The factory looms foreboding in the darkness ahead of him. Heavily armed endos gleam in the moonlight, guarding it.
John falls to his knees behind a pile of concrete rubble. His feet are bleeding. His knees are scraped, as are his hands.
Blood and pain. He blocks it out.

"You're hurt." Weaver states blankly.
"I don't give a shit." He replies.

She kneels next to him. Studies him. Smiles. His skin crawls.

"Do you mind?"
"Mind what?"
"You look like a kid who's just found a new toy. It's creeping me out."
"Oh? Well, perhaps I don't give a shit."

He shoots her an angry glance and they rise to their feet again.

"You'll die if you go."

She sounds amused by the thought of it. No, wait... It's the challenge that appeals to her. He takes a deep breath.

"I'm going in."
"I just told you that you will die."
"I won't die. Besides, if I can't find her... it really doesn't matter."
"You'll never reach the gates."
"I'm not going for the gates. Not yet. There has to be another way in, a sewage pipe or whatever."
"You'll still die."
"Shut up."

She pauses and looks at him. She's amused. "Undress." she commands him. John stares at her.

"Screw you! Why the hell would I do that?"
"Your clothes are in the way."
"This coat is all I have!"
"Yes. And it's in the way."
"Look, I think you're malfunctio-"

She tears it off of him. He's shocked. Her gaze is cold and hard. "You're frail. One shot and it's over."
He glares daggers at her. Her face softens. "I will be your armour." she declares.

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WestCoastTerminator's entry

The cold wind slams into his naked body as he desperately reaches for the jacket Weaver has thrown to the ground.

"You'll be my what? My armour? What the hell? You're out of your mind. I don't need you."

"On the contrary John Connor. Let me be more clear. It isn't that you might die if you go in there. It is that you will die. Or to be exact, that you do die. Have died. Understand"

"You're saying... no I guess I don't exactly."

"You may have noticed that the situation in this time is different than what you were expecting. You jumped over Judgement Day so you were never there at the start. If you hadn't jumped with me to this time your status in this timeline would have been as you have been led to believe. If you had jumped in time but from a different time or to another time your status again would have been different. Do you understand so far?"

"I think so. I'm still me but I'm not 'John Connor'?"

"Correct!"

"I still don't quite understand about the 'will die, have died, do die thing'."

"In all of those timelines you always end up here. At this place at this time. No matter what, you always attempt to enter this facility, you always try to rescue your cyborg, and you always die. This has happened more times than I know John Connor. Sometimes it is when you have almost defeated Skynet and sometimes it is, as now, when you are unknown. This outcome has led to the defeat of mankind every time. However, this time I am here with you. It has taken us a long time to be able to even get this one important detail correct. So. Here we are. Shall we proceed?"

Weaver grabs what appears to be an old oil barrel from a larger pile and gets in.

"Get in the barrel." Weaver says as she liquefies to the bottom.

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MKuzak's entry

*Just before John and Weaver head down the hill straight to the factory John holds himself back in order to ask Weaver a question he just came up with....*

J:"before we go, i have to ask you something"
W:"then ask"
J:"why John Henry went to this particular Factory??"
W:"...... he has his reasons I don't know what they are"
J:*John without taking his eyes of the entrance to the factory,with clear anger in his voice replyed "don't lie to me!"

W:"... if i tell u will u change ur mind, trust John Henry, and not go to the factory??"
J:"no, not a chance, i made a decision, and i will not turn away, I AM HERE TO SAVE CAMERON and nothing u say or do will make me change my mind!" without even taking a breath he continued"and u better tell me why John Henry is in that Factory full of Enemy Terminators, NOW!"
W:" fair enought, no matter what leasons u get in the past u always make the same decision in this very moment, the only difference is u never asked that question to anyone before and u never knew the answer, now u will...i hope this time it will end differently..." after a short pause Weaver continues "John Henry is there to get Cameron a new body"

Johns Jaw droped as he was clearly in a state of shock, he didnt expect that kind of answer, after a brief moment he was finally able to speak

J:"I dont understand ... why is he doing this, is it him or is it Cameron"
W:" that young John Connor i really dont know, quess we will have to ask them when we find them" she gave him a moment to think and added

W:" shall we proceed??"
J:"is it posible to get Cameron a new body just like she had, in this factory??"
W:"YES"
a smile appeared on Johns face
J"then we have no time to waste, lets go"

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ScotWithOne_t's entry

She trailed behind John and the mysterious redhead. She wasn't sure what this kid was up to, but his bravery and determination fascinated her. And the way he demanded a gun from the Reese Boys... nobody did that! He was something else, and she was determined to find out more about him.

'It doesn't hurt that he was easy on the eyes either' Allison thought to herself.

Hiding behind a small pile of broken cinder blocks, she watched John enter a barrel, and then chrome liquid metal flowed around his body until it covered him like a sheath, then colored itself in a dark gray and black camouflage pattern. Her jaw dropped and she lost her balance while eagerly leaning over the crest of the block pile. Her hand slipped off and she lost her footing, tumbling down a few feet onto some hard and sharp rubble.

Her cry of pain alerted John to her presence, and she tried not to show the pain on her face from her scraped elbow when John came over to her.

"You. Allison, right? What are you doing here?" he asked, both commandingly and with a hint of concern.

She was speechless, both from embarrassment, and from being lovestruck.

John didn't wait for an answer before he held out his hand to help her up. When she grabbed it, he noted how delicate her hand felt compared to Cameron's. When she stood up and looked into his eyes, it was impossible for him not to see Cameron looking back at him. It reminded him why he was there. To find Cameron. But what if he had already found her? The real her. The human her.

"I- I'm sorry, John. I shouldn't have followed you here. I'll go back. I.."

Just then a low flying HK hovered over them, shining its searchlight almost directly on them.

"GET DOWN!" She said as she pulled him to the ground under some minimal cover; their bodies pressed against one another.

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Blazar's entry

Not before ensuring that HK was gone, John and Allison get up. Allison was shocked and shaking. Was that because of close encounter with HK or was it because of their close contact. John wasn’t sure. He just watches her for a moment. Allison was just like Cameron, but she was human. She reminds him for his and Cameron’s first meetings at school. She was so human at then, but then it was gone. For a long time he secretly hoping that she would be human, even after he knows that she wasn’t. But after his birthday, that was gone. He can never see her like human and that hurts him. It takes really long time for him to understand that it doesn’t matter that she will never be human. He loves her as she was. He loves Cameron and that’s why he was there, for her. “Thank you for warning that HK, but it might be better, if you go back Allison. It’s not safe here” “But John…” “Allison, just go, for your own sake” Allison stands in place for moment, before she turns and leaves. He looks her for a moment, before turns back to facility. Weawer has watched John’s and Allison’s encounter with mild interest. “Why you thank her?” “What?” “Thanking her was unnecessary” “How so?” “That HK wouldn’t have recognised you as a human. In fact that HK come here, because of her” John is surprised to hear that. “Yeah, but it’s still human thing. It makes her feeling better” After that both of them were silence for a moment, preparing to infiltrate to facility. “You know, Cameron was based on resistance soldier called Allison” “Yes. I get that much” *with a little sarcastic voice, but continues with serious tone* “Do we need her to build Cameron?” “No” “Then we should stop this jabber and start to act”

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ClaudeFTW's entry

John's mind was racing fast with each step towards the main gate. He was surprised why he wasn't shot by now, it was as if they were waiting for him, he was very certain of what he must do in order to get his girl back, and there was no going back. Weaver told him that every time he reached this very place, he dies, no matter the circumstances. Having Weaver with him wasn't easy, she might kill him at any time. But she didn't, not yet.

JC: "Why are you helping me?" John's spontaneous question surprised even Weaver.

Weaver: "Because my survival, my brethren survival and humanity's survival rests upon your shoulders, along with John Henry. Our fate is connected, even if you or me do not like it, there can be no machines without humans, we wouldn't have a purpose and Skynet would eventually destroy us. And humanity cannot survive without the help of the machines, not after the disaster Skynet inflicted upon both of our species."

Before John could answer, Weaver grabbed him and pushed him behind some rubble.

JC:"What was that?"

Weaver: "Sniper."

JC: "I thought machines are incredible shooters."

Weaver:"They are."

JC: "I think I am going to need that armor."

Before John could say anything else, Weaver already wrapped around him, the metal covering every inch of his body, it's coldness reaching his bones.. He noticed too late that Weaver was already taking control of his body and heading towards the main gate. The sniper tried to shoot them but Weaver was too fast for the primitive triple eight sniper. John realized a few seconds too late that everything was over and Weaver impaled the sniper into the right side of his skull. Instant kill. He tried to thank her, but he couldn't even move his jaw.

From the shadows, the T-Infinity was watching, preparing to strike Connor down once more.

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Blazar's 2nd entry

After obliterated that sniper T-888, they were heading to the entrance. Weawer was still wrapped around him. He still couldn’t speak, but his thoughts were drifting wildly. Seeing her in real action was somewhat horrible and marvellous sight. She takes that T-888 out with little problem. He can’t help, but remember his youth and encounter with T-1000. It nearly killed him and his mom. After that, he was thinking that it must have been the most powerful terminator model ever created. But now, in that day, he knows he was wrong. Weawer, model T-1001 was the most powerful.

While they were approaching entrance, something caught him off guard. Why there weren’t any others guards. But he hasn’t much time to think else, when he feels powerful hit to his stomach and he flies to facility wall with force. Next thing he sees, is something shaping next to him and fist, which makes in split second deep hole into the wall, were his head was moment ago. He hasn’t time to clear his head, before she lift them up and kick this strange shape, which flies away.

Before he has time grasp, what was happening, he feels coldness, when she release his body and familiar shape of her was beside to him. Before he could ask…

“Go to facility, find John Henry”
“But what…?”
“Just go!”
John was getting back some of his lost posture.
“I can hel…”
“Do I need to remind you, what happen to all of us, if you die?” John was quiet “Besides this enemy is way behind your level, go!”

John was stoic for moment, before heading inside. Behind him he hears sounds of fight. He have to admit that he was little worried about Weawer. When she was ordering him to go, there was something in her eyes. Something, which mirrors….fear?. He reminds his earlier thought that T-1001 was most powerful model, but could he been wrong, again? That though passes, when he thinks his real reason to be here, finding Cam chip and…

“damn, I need some clothes”