Can Terminators feel fear?

Five months since Uncle Bob got a new CPU and T-3000 being returned to his timeline. One quiet night in Florida things come to a abrupt change. Skynet, somehow in the future, locked on where Uncle Bob was and sent a T-850 after him. Oh and Hannah is pregnant. Uncle Bob quickly takes out the T-850. Our story goes on with this one question: How on Earth is Skynet locking on Uncle Bob so often?

Because that is NOT the only Terminator going to be sent after Uncle Bob.

Alternate Universe; if this story isn't as good as the previous you can disregard this story as a canon sequel.

The story begins in 2016.

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9. Mr Baxter is back

...June 5th...2016...

...Connecticut...

T-1200 is bird watching using a pair of binoculars. He had discovered this hobby is quite appealing to him and spent time away like a pile of smoothies. T-1200 never has tasted smoothies before his entire lifetime that is short for the time being. He did not know if Skynet would go after him of the opportunity had shown. He lived his new founded life in fear even after he got rid of the two trackers embedded into the back of his neck.

Hunting turned out to be entertaining but otherwise a guilty pleasure.

It was illegal to hunt when there was no 'hunting days'.

Humans puzzled T-1200.

His phone plays a song once made by a band that dominated the world and internet by storm.

"Damn it," T-1200 cursed to himself, making the rare bird fly off.

T-1200 looks down towards the phone.

"Seriously?" T-1200 asks, picking up the phone. He slides his finger towards the left and puts the call on speaker.  "What is it,petty man?"

"We have another Series 3000 on the loose," Uncle Bob said. "Cortana told me you may have made a gun to destroy lower series."

"Cortana is a computer program," T-1200 said. "I can't believe you interrupted my careful bird hunting about a nonexistant series!"

"Turns out John infected Agent Gibbons," Uncle Bob said.

"He...what?" T-1200 asks, narrowing his eyebrows.

"I only was able to stall it," Uncle Bob said. "And he is after me."

"Good luck," T-1200 said, then he taps on the screen.

T-1200 is still as a leaf waiting for the birds to return.

Again, the phone played a different song by a different band called Five Seconds of Summer.

"Damn you," T-1200 said, sliding to the right.

He ignored the call.

Again,  the phone rings yet a different song called Rocketeer that is about two gay people or two straight people. T-1200 couldn't even decide what the song is about! T-1200's eyes widen and he freezes right  in place contemplating the song playing. Fear, however, is the utmost priceless reaction on his face.

"OH GOD, NOT THAT CONFUSING SONG!" T-1200 shouts,swiping to the right.

The phone rings, again.

This time playing a song called 'Story of my life'.

"Damn you, stop calling!" T-1200 said, swiping to the right.

Another song plays called 'Hakuna mata' which is quickly swiped away.

"Better not call again," T-1200 said, facing back on his guard.

Ten minutes pass and a song played 'We will rock you'.

"You got mud on yo' face," T-1200 finds himself singing along with it. "You big disgrace, kickin' your can all over the place,singin', we will we will rock you,we will we will rock you!" He swipes the screen to the left. "Why are you so stubborn?"

There is a icon of a shot gun on the screen.

"Because if we want to eliminate Skynet in the future we need a gun, or, a prototype of that gun to kill cybernetic organisms to be made,"  Uncle Bob replies.

"Going against Skynet is not a good idea," T-1200 said.

"You struck first," Uncle Bob said. "By attacking the first T-3000."

"My efforts to subdue him were useless," T-1200 said. "Do not remind me."

"I can remind you all I want," Uncle Bob said. "Are you still in Connecticut?"

"No," T-1200 lied.

Uncle Bob frowns as though he saw through T-1200's lie.

"I am coming," Uncle Bob said.

"NO!" T-1200 declares.

"Too bad, you are not in my position," Uncle Bob said.

"What position are you in?" T-1200 asks.

"I had to leave Hannah," Uncle Bob said.

T-1200 rolls an eye.

"That whiny human, about time," T-1200 said.

"I've left her some where safe other than me," Uncle Bob said. "I have checked the trunk and the passenger seat before embarking on this trip."

"For what?" T-1200 said.

"Any unwanted guests," Uncle Bob said.

T-1200 laughs, shaking his head.

"Hah, your charge snuck into the vehicle and you don't want that to happen," T-1200 said, amused in light of the situation.

"And Hannah isn't a whiny human," Uncle Bob said. "You are the whiny human."

"BUT I AM NOT HUMAN!" T-1200 roars.

"You just acted like one," Uncle Bob said. "Cortana, end call."

The screen sizzles and the call is terminated.

"Great," T-1200 said, putting the phone into his pocket. "I am about to face another T-3000 and get my ass kicked, again."

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