My Little Terminator

“It's her!” Sharp Eyes said as he handed the receiver to Crime Buster.

“Twilight Velvet? This is Lieutenant Crime Buster-” Crime buster was then cut off by Velvet.

“Look, Lieutenant, don't tell me to hold and don't transfer me to another department!” she pleaded.

“Don't worry, I won't, now just relax, can you tell me where you are?” Crime Buster asked, just as Sharp Eyes was getting out a pen and pad of paper to take the information down.

“I'm at this place called, 'Tech-Pony'!” Velvet replied. “I know, it's on Bride Boulevard. Are you alright?” Crime Buster asked.

“Yeah, but I don't wanna leave, I think there's some guy following me!” Velvet replied.

“OK, listen, miss Velvet, now listen carefully, you're in a public place, so you'll be safe 'till we get there, but stay visible, don't go outside or even into a bathroom, we'll have a car out there in a hot minute.” Crime buster explained.

“OK.” Velvet replied before she hung up. She then sat at a table to try to relax. Meanwhile, the terminator had just arrived at the club.

He walked by the admission booth towards the entrance.

“Hey, that guy didn't pay!” the mare in the booth shouted.

A bouncer went to confront him, but the terminator simply took the bouncer's hoof in his and twisted it, leaving the bouncer in pain.

The terminator walked past Velvet's table, looking around to find her.

Velvet looked around and spotted Light Lite at a table near hers, separated only by the crowd on the dance floor.

Just then, the terminator spotted her and began to draw his gun.

Fortunately, Night Lite saw this and got out his shotgun, pushing other ponies out of his way.

Velvet looked up and her eyes grew wide as the laser on the terminator's pistol came up to her head.

Night Lite fired first, hitting the terminator and causing him to miss his shot.

Night Lite fired five more shots, causing the terminator to go down.

The crowd of patrons began running out in a panic at the sounds of gunfire.

The terminator got up just as Velvet got up and ran out.

The terminator then got out his Uzi and began firing at random ponies while he tried to find Velvet.

Night Lite took cover behind the bar and fired potshots at the terminator.

The terminator fired at the crowd, killing the pony behind Velvet, who ended up underneath her body.

Night Lite continued to engage the threat, diving behind a counter while drawing the terminator's fire. Velvet managed to get up as the terminator reloaded.

Night Lite, having managed to reload, fired five more shots, causing the terminator to go down again, falling out the window and onto the sidewalk outside.

He then knelt down next to Velvet, who was stunned, to say the least.

“Come with me if you wanna live!” Night Lite said as he helped Velvet get up. The terminator got up again, shaking off the effects of the gunfire like nothing.

Velvet sat there, stunned by the fact that the terminator was getting up as if nothing had happened, despite taking no less than eight or more shogun blasts.

“COME ON!!” Night Lite ordered as the two got up. The two ran towards the back door, the terminator in hot pursuit.

Night Lite reloaded as he and Velvet ran. They got to Night Lite's car and he opened the door. Night Lite then shot the gas tank of another car, causing it to blow up.

Night Lite got Velvet in before he got in and took the wheel.

Just as he began backing out, the terminator managed to jump onto the hood, causing Velvet to scream at the top of her lungs.

The terminator punched through the windshield, trying to grab Velvet's throat.

Luckily, Night Lite turned onto the street, striking a parked car. The shock from the impact threw the terminator off, and Night Lite floored the accelerator.

A police car that was on patrol nearby stopped and the officer got out.

“This is 1L29, I've got a hit-and-run felony, suspect vehicle, a late model...” the cop began describing Night Light's car to dispatchers.

Meanwhile, the terminator got up again, and began walking towards the cop. The cop spotted him and drew his weapon.

“Hold it!” the cop ordered before the terminator grabbed him and knocked him out before he got into the police cruiser, using the police radio to track his targets.

“Hold on!” Night Lite ordered before he floored the accelerator, cutting through an alley onto another main road.

“Are you injured? Are you shot?” he asked. Velvet didn't reply, instead, she began freaking out and panicking.

He managed to subdue her while driving.

“Do exactly what I say, exactly! Don't move unless I say, don't make a sound unless I say! Do you understand?” Night Lite asked.

Velvet said nothing, too frightened to respond quickly. “DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!” Night Lite repeated loudly.

"Yes, yes! Please don't hurt me!” Velvet managed to reply as Night Lite swerved through an intersection in a left turn. He skillfully maneuvered the car over a sidewalk and through the next intersection.

“I'm here to help you! I'm Night Lite, Sergeant, TechCom, V/N 38416, assigned to protect you. You've been targeted for termination!” Night Lite explained as he swerved to avoid a parked car in his path.

“This is a mistake, I didn't do anything!” Velvet said, confused as to why she was being targeted.

“No, but you will, it's very important that you live.” Night Lite replied. Velvet was still shocked.

“This isn't true. How could that pony just get up after you just-” Velvet began top ask, but Night Lite cut her off.

“It's not a pony, it's a machine, a Terminator, Cyberhoof Systems model one-zero-one!” Night Lite explained.

“A machine? L-like a robot?” Velvet asked. “Not a robot, a cyborg, cybernetic organism.” Night Lite replied.

“No...no, he was bleeding!” Velvet said. “Just a second.” Night Lite said as he saw a police car pulling alongside them.

“GET YOUR HEAD DOWN!” He ordered as he bumped the police car off the road.

Another police car was in pursuit of them. He caused the car behind them to spin out in an alley and become stuck, allowing them to slip away.

Night Lite eventually eluded the cops in a parking garage.

“OK, listen, the Terminator is an infiltration unit, part pony, part machine. Underneath, it's a hyper-alloy combat chassis, microprocessor controlled, fully armored, very tough! But outside, it's living pony tissue: flesh, skin, fur, cutie marks, everything, grown for the cyborgs!” Night Lite explained.

“Look, Night Lite, I don't know what you want from me!” Velvet said.

“Pay attention! I gotta ditch this car.” Night Lite said as he parked the car.

“The 600 series had rubber skin with artificial fur, we spotted them easy, but these are new, they look just like real ponies, sweat, bad breath, everything, very hard to spot. I had to wait until he moved on you before I could zero in on him.” Night Lite explained.

Velvet became as frustrated as she was baffled.

“Look, I'm not stupid, you know, they cannot make things like that yet.” she said.

“Not yet, not for about forty years.” Night Lite explained. Velvet was shocked by this.

“Are you saying that it's from the future?” she asked.

“One possible future, from your point of view, I don't know tech stuff.” Night Lite replied.

“Then, you're from the future, too, it that right?” Velvet asked.

“Right.” Night Lite replied.

“Right.” Velvet finished with a disbelieving look as she opened the door to get out of the car.

Night Lite grabbed her, causing her to struggle. Velvet then bit down on his hoof as she struggled.

He grabbed her again and held her in place to keep her from running away.

“Cyborgs don't feel pain, I do, don't do that again.” he warned. “Just let me go!” Velvet demanded.

“LISTEN! Understand, that terminator is out there, it can't be bargained with, it can't be reasoned with, it doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear, and it absolutely will not stop, EVER, until you are dead! Night Lite replied.

Velvet shook as she let his words sink in. “Can you stop it, Night Lite?” she asked.

Night Lite ran a hoof over his forehead, below his horn as he sighed.

“I don't know, with these weapons, I don't know.” he replied.

The terminator drove around in search of Twilight Velvet and Night Lite. Another police cruiser drove up and found their vehicle.

Upon hearing of this on the radio, the terminator drove towards the garage.

Twilight Velvet and Night Lite had already escaped from the car and were staying out of sight as they moved in search of a new vehicle.

They eventually found a Clydesdale sedan that had its windows open and they got in after Night Lite unlocked it.

“Night Lite, why me? Why does it want me?” Velvet asked.

Night Lite sighed as he prepared to tell his story.

“There was a nuclear war, a few years from now. All this...this whole place, everything, it's gone...just, gone. There were survivors here...there, nopony even knew who started it. It was the machines, Twilight Velvet.”

“I don't understand.” Velvet replied. “Defense network computers; new, powerful, hooked into everything and trusted to run it all. They say it got smart, a new order of intelligence. It saw all ponies as a threat, not just the ones on the other side. It decided our fate in a microsecond: extermination.” Night Lite continued as he broke off the ignition cap with him.

Velvet was now shocked beyond belief. “Did you see this war?” she asked.

Night Lite suddenly had her duck down and ducked down himself as he saw a light heading towards them. Night Lite waited for the car to pass before continuing.

“No, I grew up after, in the ruins, starving, hiding from HK's.” he said.

“HK's?” Velvet asked.

“Hunter-killers, patrol machines built in automatic factories. Most of us were rounded up, put in camps for earlier disposal, branded by laser scan.” Night Lite said as he showed her the bar code that was seared onto his hoof.

“Some of us were kept alive, to work, loading bodies. The disposal units ran night and day, we were that close to going out forever. But there was one mare, who taught us to fight, to storm the heart of those camps, to smash those metal motherfuckers into junk! She turned it around, she brought us back from the brink. Her name was Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle, your daughter, Velvet, your unborn daughter.” He finished.