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The world. It's going crazy again. People were getting murdered left and right- not by a terminator, but by a woman. A woman everyone called a "freak", and- you know the rest, I guess; dirty words. I got to be honest, she kind of is.

     I was running for my life through a wheat field, with Mom and Dad by my sides, and guns in our hands. "Where do we go from here if we're blocked off?"
      "Nowhere. We'll fight them because we have the courage to do so!" Dad answered.

     "John? Where's the others?" Mom asked.

     Before John answered, I heard the woman scream in a truck. "Randi! I'm coming for you!"

     "You want me?" I taunted, pointing my sniper rifle at her.

     "Randi, don't!" Mom commanded.

     I shot the woman in the head, later shooting the tires of her car. The car stopped, but the woman wasn't killed. She was revived like Pops's powers.

     My eyes widened. "You got to be kidding me."
Now she's gonna be hard to kill. I thought.

     Sarah, Reese, and Pops arrived in a 4x4 red truck, picking us up.

     "Guys! It's time to get in, now!" Sarah commanded.

     "Don't mind if I do!" I replied, getting inside with Mom and Dad.

     Pops was driving us, while we caught our breaths.

     "That woman is a terminator sent to take out Pops." Sarah informed.

     "What? What about us?" Dad asked.

     "She's after us because we're helping her."

     The door beside Pops opened, and a giant metal hand snatched Pops out of his seat after unbuckling him. "Pops!" Sarah screamed.

     "Sarah, relax!" Reese commanded.

     "No! I can't!" Sarah took the wheel, coming after Pops and the woman fighting.

     "Sarah! You're going crazy again!" I exclaimed.

     "Shut up Randi!" Sarah ordered.

     I looked to find the woman choking out Pops with her tongue in the shape of a long, flexible, metal, pin. She released Pops, tossing him in the back of the truck. I opened my door. "Pops! Are you alright!"
      He shook his head. "No. It's because I feel old..."


     We returned home to the house, trying to come up with a new plan. Our plan had to be to take out that crazy girl. Because she was getting under our skin as time passed.

     "So, what do we do now?" I asked, sitting by the kitchen table.

     "I don't know. We can't stop her now, since she's impossible to defeat." Pops answered.

     "What about going to the past again?" Reese suggested.

     "Again?" John asked, "Kyle, that's impossible."

     "Sorry, Reese. I have to agree with Dad." I agreed.

     "No. Kyle Reese's plan is possible." Pops corrected.

     What?

     "Pops, what are you trying to say?" Sarah asked.

     "I must go to the past. If I don't, she'll kill us all."

     "How are you going to get to the past, though? With the same machines we used?" I questioned.

     "No. There is a terminator I know who has the ability to send us back to time. Randi Connor, you must go with me to find him."

     "Your wish is my command." I said, arising from the chair. "As long as we don't die."

A/N: Well, it's just beginning! So what's next?

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