The terminator walks to the alley behind a local supermarket, there it will put its weapon together. Snow falls on the terminator as it sets the bag down beside the dumpster. It smiles as it assembles the weapon and thinks of the Creator and John. What must they be doing now? Does the Creator believe that boy? And worse yet, Will he help him? If so, the terminator’s directives change to subdue the Creator without destroying his brain. But first it must worry about John Conner and if he plans to send another soldier back into the past.
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RoboCop: Crime prevention unit, Detroit and soon to be the property of the US government, but now, he’s not a cop, he’s not human, he’s only interested in keeping himself alive. John has told him of the future and of what is happening now.
John sits in the driver’s seat of the station wagon, he thinks of what will happen to himself. He thinks to his long dead mother, who has helped him in his time of need. John thinks back to the terminator from his past, and wonders if this cyborg can be the same way: a friend, a companion. Someone he can put his trust into. But now he has to accept that he may truly be alone. John gets up from the car and walks to the Robot that they call RoboCop.
“Hey, trash-bucket. We’ve got to get out of here and put this thing together. That thing could be out there, anywhere. First it will kill me then it will most likely destroy your body and keep your brain. To ensure that you are linked to Skynet. You got that?” John says, and the robot turns to him. “How can I be sure that what you say is the truth?” Murphy says, “What you say sound like something out of comic book?” “How far fetched does it really sound? Nothing is impossible, Robot. You’re here. The brain of Alex J Murphy in a robot. Think, robot.” John walks to the station wagon and gets in. “Let’s go, Bullet-head.” Murphy walks to the car and rips the passenger door open. He bends down to John’s level and looks into his eyes. “Tell me more about this...Terminator.”
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Sunrise. Outside of Detroit’s skyliner Buildings lies a suburb filled with people. A light brown Ford Sedan cruises the side of the road and the engine dies. A person gets out of the car and closes the door with an audible slam. The man reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a pair of old shades and puts them on. This person is feeling particularly good about himself. Vermin.
A Geo Metro speeds down the street and hits the man. The man’s arm falls straight down and the rest of his body goes in two different directions. The terminator looks back at the body on the road and laughs a hideously cold laugh that only a terminator could laugh.
