Terminator: Crossfire

Elena Rosalie Reese

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'                                                                       ''A straight line...''

Elena rolled over in her sleep, as the unfamiliar voice's rang through her head. As images appeared in her mind.

An older looking man, with white hair, and wrinkles holding her hand. As he seemed to be leading Elena and her brother, Kyle, down a flat of stairs. His face expressionless, his dark blue eyes piercing into her very soul, his bulky form making her shiver.

''Elena, you can do this,'' The man said, his voice filled with no emotion, as he gently grabbed her hand into his large rough one, before drawing a single line onto her palm. ''A straight line. You just go, and you don't look back.''

Elena rolled over onto her back, her eyes squeezing tightly, as she tried desperately to make the voice's and images stop. But like always she couldn't.

Young Elena long with her older brother stood in front of a mirror. Elena seemed to be holding some kind of tablet, as she and her brother repeated the words over and over.

''You can kill Skynet before it's born.''

''Elena?'' A muffled tiered voice grumbled from beside her, as she rolled over into something warm and solid. ''Elena!''

Snapping out of her dream. Elena woke up, her chocolate brown eyes meeting the ceiling of her and Kyle's room, they shared like everyone else in this messed up world. Before she realized what or who she collided into. She was met with tiered candy green apple eyes, which were looking at her with concern and laziness.

''You okay, Elle?'' Kyle whispered gently, noticing his sister's facial expression. As she rubbed her tiered eyes, before moving her bedhead hair from her face as she sat up.

''Fine,'' Elena mumbled tiredly, stretching out her aching muscles, cursing under her breath as she cracked her shoulder blade, blaming they're cold steel cot. ''Are you?''

Kyle sighed, as he sat up, taking they're shared blanket off Elena's shoulders. Elena shivered slightly as the cold temperature of the room grazed her back. Before she turned to give Kyle a fake smile, before she climbed out of the cot.

''You still didn't answer my question, Elle.'' Kyle repented, as he watched his sister start to change into her battle gear, completely ignoring his question, as she grabbed the first layer and started to change. Her curly brown hair making it's way into her face, causing her to sigh in frustration.

''If you won't answer my question'' Kyle started gently, as he now stood beside her, his hand resting comfortably onto her shoulder. ''At least let me help you get ready for our next mission.''

Elena sighed, her shoulders slightly slumping, as she allowed Kyle to gently put her hair up into a ponytail. As she was busy putting on her second layer of her armor, visibly tensing when Kyle's rough hand grazed one of her newest battle wound's on her back.

''Careful.'' Elena hisses, causing Kyle's hand to retreat instantly, as he realized where he had touched. His candy green apple eyes, filled with concern.

''Sorry, I didn't-'' Kyle tried to apologize. But Elena looked from over her shoulder, giving her brother a small smile. Before she turned into his arms, facing her brother face to face, grabbing onto his rough hand's.

''Kyle, what did I say about apologizing.'' Elena sighed, giving her brother's hands a tight squeeze, telling him she was fine.

Kyle sighed deeply at his little sister's stubbornness. She definitely inherited they're mother's stubbornness, what made it worse was that Elena had they're mother's Irish Temper. Which came handy at times, but sometimes it lead to trouble.