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I blew a monkey once.
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When Sarah Connor was nine years old her family was murdered. A Terminator sent back through time to kill her and her family in order to secure it's victory forty years in the future. Luckily Sarah's father sacrificed himself to get Sarah a chance to flee the lake house, to run into the woods and hide from the deadly liquid machine after her. That was when the man found her. Another machine, this one sent through time to find and protect her.
This machine covered in living tissue became her father, became the only family she would have for a very long time.
As she grew up the Terminator she lovingly named "Pops" taught her everything it knew. From basic human knowledge, mathmatics, english (though it spoke with a weird robotic accent), and most importantly it taught her how to fight the machines. By the time she hit puberty she could take apart, reassemble, and shoot nearly every gun known to man.
In addition to teaching her its knowledge, Pops told her about her future life. Told her about her son John, who would become humanity's last hope against Skynet after the nuclear war. It was her son that would lead humanity to victory and start a new age for humankind. He would be a hero, she would teach him to be a leader, a martyr, a hero.
Yet it wasn't so simple as to just hang out and wait for the future to arrive. As Sarah got older, Pops explained to her that a time traveling man would be sent back to protect her as well. He would be the man she would mate with in order to make John Connor. Her whole life felt like it had already been lived for her.
That time traveler would be a man named Kyle Reese. And he would have no idea that the Sarah Connor he was expecting, no longer exsisted.
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Terminator-2-judgement-day.jpg
"Pops ala 1973"
http://cdn3-www.comingsoon.net/assets/uploads/gallery/terminator-genisys-1407342180/Terminator_Genisys_5.jpg
"Pops ala 1984"
http://http://www.beastsofwar.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Kyle-Reese.jpg
Kyle
* * * *
Agony ripped through Kyle as his vision became nothing more than a bright blue light. His naked body felt like it was being torn apart. He screamed as suddenly he was falling through the air. There was even more agony and a crunch as he thudded powerfully on concrete. He grunted and tried to uncurl his body, hoping he still had all his fingers and toes. Nothing seemed broken, but he couldn't stop moaning.
That is, until he realized he wasn't moaning.
Slowly he looked up and as a homeless looking man clutching a bottle wrapped in a paper bag. "Hey buddy, did you just.....see a really bright light?"
Kyle stood up slowly and remembered he was naked. HE looked around, he appeared to be in a city, before the bombs fell. Everything looked fine, good even. He sighed and said, "So this is Los Angeles huh?"
"Hey buddy, you know your naked?" The man said slurring his words.
Kyle looked at him. "You're right."
A moment later Kyle was pulling up the mans pants on himself. Only to hear the sound of a siren. The police spotlight light up the alley, and the homeless man began screaming. "Help he stole my pants."
Kyle spun and ran only to be chased by the cop, screaming at him to stop. He had to find Sarah and finding himself in jail would fail the mission before it even started. Kyle ducked around a corner and hid behind a dumpster, hopefully hiding from the officer.
The cop rounded the corner and stopped, his flashlight moving back and forth. Kyle jumped out and tackled the cop, jerking the gun out of the cops holster. HE held the cop at gun point.
"What year is it? What day?" Kyle demanded.
The cop glared at him and in a flat unnerved tone said. "May 12th 1984. The day you arrive."
Then the cop's hand became a giant metal blade. Kyle jumped back out of range as the cop swiped it's handblade at him. Kyle fired, emptying the guns clip into the officer. Silver splotches appeared where the bullets popped into the man. Kyle realized he wasn't looking at a person. He was looking at a Terminator.
"Shit!" Kyle turned and ran, rounding a corner to find himself at a back entrance to a closed store.
Breaking a side window Kyle leapt into the store. He let out a breath as he found himself in a clothing store. He gathered some clean pants, shirt and shoes quickly. Once he was dressed he let out a sigh of relief, only to have two silver blades stab through the wall behind him. He cried out and darted out of the dressing room in which he had hidden. The Terminator cop behind him, followed at a terrifying determined pace.
Kyle ran toward the front door, looking to escape the store.
Instead he saw a huge armored banking truck racing right toward him. Kyle dove to the side just as the truck barreled through the store, slamming into the Terminator and knocking it through loads of displays.
The door opened and Kyle's eyes opened as he saw Sarah looking at him with a large hand gun in her grip. What the hell? Sarah was supposed to be a helpless waitress, and this girl in her armored truck holding a fucking hand cannon looked far from helpless.
"Come with me if you want to live!" She shouted.
Kyle didn't need to be told twice, as the Terminator made of some kind of crazy ass liquid rose up behind him and started toward them. Kyle ran into the armored truck, Sarah closed the door and stepped on the gas.
Kyle stared at Sarah in disbelief. "What....? I uh...... Are you Sarah Connor?" He stammered. "What the fuck is that thing?"
Suddenly Pops poked his head into the cabin from the back. "Hello Kyle Reese. It is nice to meet you."
Kyle screamed, "HOLY SHIT! A TERMINATOR!" He grabbed for Sarah's gun in a panic.
This machine covered in living tissue became her father, became the only family she would have for a very long time.
As she grew up the Terminator she lovingly named "Pops" taught her everything it knew. From basic human knowledge, mathmatics, english (though it spoke with a weird robotic accent), and most importantly it taught her how to fight the machines. By the time she hit puberty she could take apart, reassemble, and shoot nearly every gun known to man.
In addition to teaching her its knowledge, Pops told her about her future life. Told her about her son John, who would become humanity's last hope against Skynet after the nuclear war. It was her son that would lead humanity to victory and start a new age for humankind. He would be a hero, she would teach him to be a leader, a martyr, a hero.
Yet it wasn't so simple as to just hang out and wait for the future to arrive. As Sarah got older, Pops explained to her that a time traveling man would be sent back to protect her as well. He would be the man she would mate with in order to make John Connor. Her whole life felt like it had already been lived for her.
That time traveler would be a man named Kyle Reese. And he would have no idea that the Sarah Connor he was expecting, no longer exsisted.
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Terminator-2-judgement-day.jpg
"Pops ala 1973"
http://cdn3-www.comingsoon.net/assets/uploads/gallery/terminator-genisys-1407342180/Terminator_Genisys_5.jpg
"Pops ala 1984"
http://http://www.beastsofwar.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Kyle-Reese.jpg
Kyle
* * * *
Agony ripped through Kyle as his vision became nothing more than a bright blue light. His naked body felt like it was being torn apart. He screamed as suddenly he was falling through the air. There was even more agony and a crunch as he thudded powerfully on concrete. He grunted and tried to uncurl his body, hoping he still had all his fingers and toes. Nothing seemed broken, but he couldn't stop moaning.
That is, until he realized he wasn't moaning.
Slowly he looked up and as a homeless looking man clutching a bottle wrapped in a paper bag. "Hey buddy, did you just.....see a really bright light?"
Kyle stood up slowly and remembered he was naked. HE looked around, he appeared to be in a city, before the bombs fell. Everything looked fine, good even. He sighed and said, "So this is Los Angeles huh?"
"Hey buddy, you know your naked?" The man said slurring his words.
Kyle looked at him. "You're right."
A moment later Kyle was pulling up the mans pants on himself. Only to hear the sound of a siren. The police spotlight light up the alley, and the homeless man began screaming. "Help he stole my pants."
Kyle spun and ran only to be chased by the cop, screaming at him to stop. He had to find Sarah and finding himself in jail would fail the mission before it even started. Kyle ducked around a corner and hid behind a dumpster, hopefully hiding from the officer.
The cop rounded the corner and stopped, his flashlight moving back and forth. Kyle jumped out and tackled the cop, jerking the gun out of the cops holster. HE held the cop at gun point.
"What year is it? What day?" Kyle demanded.
The cop glared at him and in a flat unnerved tone said. "May 12th 1984. The day you arrive."
Then the cop's hand became a giant metal blade. Kyle jumped back out of range as the cop swiped it's handblade at him. Kyle fired, emptying the guns clip into the officer. Silver splotches appeared where the bullets popped into the man. Kyle realized he wasn't looking at a person. He was looking at a Terminator.
"Shit!" Kyle turned and ran, rounding a corner to find himself at a back entrance to a closed store.
Breaking a side window Kyle leapt into the store. He let out a breath as he found himself in a clothing store. He gathered some clean pants, shirt and shoes quickly. Once he was dressed he let out a sigh of relief, only to have two silver blades stab through the wall behind him. He cried out and darted out of the dressing room in which he had hidden. The Terminator cop behind him, followed at a terrifying determined pace.
Kyle ran toward the front door, looking to escape the store.
Instead he saw a huge armored banking truck racing right toward him. Kyle dove to the side just as the truck barreled through the store, slamming into the Terminator and knocking it through loads of displays.
The door opened and Kyle's eyes opened as he saw Sarah looking at him with a large hand gun in her grip. What the hell? Sarah was supposed to be a helpless waitress, and this girl in her armored truck holding a fucking hand cannon looked far from helpless.
"Come with me if you want to live!" She shouted.
Kyle didn't need to be told twice, as the Terminator made of some kind of crazy ass liquid rose up behind him and started toward them. Kyle ran into the armored truck, Sarah closed the door and stepped on the gas.
Kyle stared at Sarah in disbelief. "What....? I uh...... Are you Sarah Connor?" He stammered. "What the fuck is that thing?"
Suddenly Pops poked his head into the cabin from the back. "Hello Kyle Reese. It is nice to meet you."
Kyle screamed, "HOLY SHIT! A TERMINATOR!" He grabbed for Sarah's gun in a panic.
