Zene Oneshots

Terminator (Part 1)

Zane was running, running from the Terminator.

The Terminator went by a name, but of course it was a machine so it didn't deserve a human name.

It's name was Gene.

Gene Caldwell.

Caldwell was the name of a future military defense system. It was a worldwide social network as well. It had artificial intelligence, and saw the opposing side as more than an enemy. It saw it as a threat. But it also saw it's creators as a threat.

It created cyborgs, and named them Terminators.

They had online programming, each with a chip of artificial intelligence just as grand as Caldwell. They were covered in the human tissue, and send undercover to find human survival bases and terminate all beings there.

Gene was sent from the future to terminate Zane, because Zane created something in the future. Something that would destroy Caldwell, forever.

"Zane Julien Ro'Meave." Gene spoke to a nearby man. "Have you seen this man?"
"Uh.... I think so." The man said. "Looks?"
"Black hair that covers his right eye. Visible eye is ice blue. Skin is pale white. He wears a light grey and dark grey striped sweatshirt with a turtleneck." Gene replied.
"Yeah, I think he went that way."
"Thank you."

Then a gunfire was heard.

"Oh My Irene...." Zane thought. "That Terminator just shot him...."

Then, he got picked up by a metal hand.

Gene Caldwell looked just as worst as when Zane last encountered it. The flesh on his cheek had been torn away, as well as more than ten bullet holes into his back. The flesh on his feet had long been torn away, which left the Terminating cyborg a limper.

"Gene Caldwell. Model seven of the Terminator." Zane coughed.
"Zane Julien Ro'Meave. Second born son of Garte Ro'Meave and Zianna Ro'Meave. Third born child in all." Gene replied.
"Go ahead and shoot me. Terminate me." Zane growled.

Gene dragged Zane by his hair to a hotel. An unpopular one, but a decent one.

Then he sat him down on the bed.

"What are you....?" Zane trailed off.
"The real reason I came into the past," Gene started. "Was to make sure that what you created would happen. And now, I will make it happen."
"N-No......"

(Part 2 is a lemon.)