My Little Terminator

Later, they pulled over to the side of the road as the car ran out of gas.

The two got out and Night Lite opened the trunk, grabbing a flashlight and a first-aid kit.

“Let's get this off the road.” Night Lite said. Twilight Velvet helped him push the car off of the road before they walked off.

They went under a nearby bridge and sat down to rest.

Night Lite grew concerned as he saw Twilight Velvet shivering. “You cold?” he asked.

“Freezing.” Velvet replied. Night Lite sat next to her and wrapped a fore-hoof around her to help keep her warm.

“Night Lite, what's it like when you go through time?” Velvet asked.

“White light, pain...it's like being born, maybe.” he replied. Velvet then felt a warm fluid on her fore-hoof and pulled it away from Night Lite.

“Oh, Celestia!” she exclaimed as she recognized the fluid as blood, her eyes growing wide.

They looked to see a wound on his shoulder.

“I caught one back there.” he said. “You mean you got shot?!” Velvet asked.

“It's not bad.” Night Lite said, trying to keep her from panicking, while slightly surprised that he didn't feel the wound. “But, we gotta get you to a doctor!” Velvet replied.

“It's OK, forget it.” Night Lite replied.

“What do you mean, 'forget it', are you crazy?!” Velvet asked, determined to get his wound treated.

“Take this off.” Velvet ordered. Night Lite shrugged and took off his jacket.

Velvet opened the first aid kit from the car.

“Oh, my...!” Velvet exclaimed as she saw the wound in full detail.

“Looks like it passed right through the vein.” Night Lite said as Velvet began.

“Oh, this is gonna make me puke! Just...just talk about something.” Velvet said, trying to get herself distracted from the sight of the wound.

“What?” Night Lite asked in confusion.

“I don't know, anything, just talk! Tell me about my daughter.” Velvet replied.

“She's about my height.” Night Lite said. He then winced in pain as Velvet began cleaning his wound.

“She has your eyes.” he continued. “What's she like?” Velvet asked.

“She's incredibly smart, a highly intelligent strategist and can organize anything like no other pony can, from units to battle plans, accounting for anything and everything. I'd die for Twilight Sparkle.” Night Lite said.

Velvet chuckled. “At least now I know what to name her.” she said as she wrapped a bandage around Night Lite's wound after using her magic to stop the bleeding.

“I suppose you don't know who the father is, so I won't tell him to get lost when I meet him.” she added.

“Sparkle never said much about him, I know he dies before the wa-” he continued before being cut off by Velvet.

“Wait...I don't wanna know.” Velvet said.

“So, was it Twilight Sparkle who sent you here?” she asked.

“I volunteered.” Night Lite replied. “Why?” Velvet asked.

“It was a chance to meet the legend: Twilight Velvet, who taught her daughter to fight, organize, prepare from when she was a filly, went into hiding before the war.” Night Lite continued.

Velvet chuckled again.

"You're talking about things I haven't even done yet in the past tense! It's driving me crazy!” Velvet replied as she tightened the bandage, causing Night Lite to wince again.

Velvet still couldn't believe what he was telling her.

“Are you sure you have the right pony?” she asked. “I'm sure.” Night Lite replied in a simple, yet firm tone.

Velvet rolled her eyes. “Come on, do I look like the mother of the future?” she asked.

“I mean, am I tough, organized? I can't even balance my checkbook!” Velvet replied in frustration as she got up.

“Well, I didn't ask for this 'honor' and I don't want it, any of it!” she spat as she sat back down.

“Your daughter gave me a message to give to you, she made me memorize it: Thank you, Twilight Velvet, for your courage through the dark years. I can't help you with what you must soon face except to say that the future is not set. You must be stronger than you can imagine you can be. You must survive, or I will never exist; that's all.” Night Lite calmly said.

Night Lite then checked the bandaged wound and was impressed by its effectiveness.

“That's a really good field dressing.” he said.

“You like it?” Velvet asked with a smirk.

“It's my first.” she added.

“We should get some sleep, it'll be light soon.” Night Lite said.

“OK.” Velvet replied. She sat down next to Night Lite.

“Talk to me some more.” she said.

“About what?” Night Lite asked.

“Tell me about where you're from.” Velvet replied.

“Alright, we stay down by day, but at night, you can move around. You still have to be careful because the HK's use infrared. They're not too bright. Sparkle taught us ways to best them. That's when the infiltrators started to appear, the terminators were the newest, the worst.”

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Night Lite was with his unit hiding in the ruins in what used to be Ponyville, near the area where the town square was located.

“Let's go!” he ordered as his squad began to move.

They made their way into their hidden underground bunker, near the spot where town hall was located.

Night Lite knocked on the door. A small window opened in the door.

“Night Lite, V/N 38416.” Night Lite replied.

“Right, let him in!” the pony in charge ordered.

The door slid open and Night Lite's squad went inside. He walked through a nearby tunnel, where numerous civilians were taking refuge.

He felt his heart break at the sound of mares and young fillies crying. He took out a picture of Twilight Velvet and stared at it.

Suddenly, a group of dogs near the entrance started barking. Night Lite quickly got up and prepared for action.

A group of ponies walked in, one hidden by a blanket.

The mysterious pony uncovered himself and wielded a large gun.

“Terminator! Terminator!” one soldier shouted as the terminator started gunning down everypony in sight.

The civilians ran for cover as the soldiers returned fire, going down one by one.

Night Lite fought viciously, but was thrown to the floor by a blast from the terminator's fire.

He watched as the picture of Twilight Velvet landed in the flames and began burning.

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By the time they woke up, it was morning, and Celestia’s sun shone bright in the sky.

“I was dreaming about dogs.” Velvet said as she sat up.

“We use them to spot terminators.” Night Lite replied.

“Your world is pretty terrifying.” Velvet replied.

They walked out and heard birds chirping away as if nothing had happened.

In his hideout, the terminator read through Velvet's address book. He turned as he heard a knock on the door.

“Hey, buddy, you got a dead cat in there, or what?” the janitor pony outside asked.

The terminator's computer processor chose the preferred response: “Fuck you, asshole!”

The terminator found the address to Velvet's vacation cabin and walked out.

<9:12AM>

Twilight Velvet and Night Lite had hitched a ride to a motel called the Ponyville Traveler's Inn.

The two walked up and checked into a room. The room was a very simple rustic style. Not too many furnishings.

A table, nightstand, bed, a small kitchen, bathroom and shower. Velvet sat down on the bed and sighed.

“I'm dying for a shower, we should check your bandage, too.” she said.

“Later...I'm going out for supplies.” Night Lite replied as he walked towards the door.

He then turned towards her and got out his revolver.

“Here, keep this.” he said as he handed the gun to her and left.

Velvet called her mother, who, needless to say, was very worried.

Only, it wasn't really her mother, it was the terminator!

The terminator duplicated her mother's voice after killing her and then called the motel after getting the number from Velvet. He was able to obtain the address with this, and set out.

Later, Night Lite returned with a few bags of supplies.

“OK, what do we got?” Velvet asked as she looked through the supplies.

“Moth balls...corn syrup...ammonia...what's for dinner?” she asked. “Plastique.” Night Lite replied.

“Mm, that sounds good, what is it?” Velvet replied.

“Nitroglycerine basic, it's a bit more stable, I always wanted to make it ever since I was a colt.” Night Lite replied.

Meanwhile, the terminator rode towards their location on a stolen motorcycle.

At the motel room, Night Lite was showing Twilight Velvet how to make pipe bombs with the explosive compound he had made with their magic.

“Make sure there's none on the threads...like this.” he said as he wiped the threads of the pipe free of excess explosive.

He then had her screw the end cap onto the explosive-filled pipe, making sure she did it very gently.

“You must have had a fun foal-hood.” Velvet said as she finished screwing the end-cap on.

Night Lite then checked Velvet's handiwork.

“That's good, six more like that, and I'll get started on the fuses.” he said.

Velvet picked up another pipe and got started.

Later, several pipe bombs were finished and the two relaxed.

“He'll find us, won't he?” Velvet asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.

“Probably.” Night Lite replied. Velvet got up and sat next to him, a slight blush showing on her face as she saw him with no shirt on.

“Night Lite, the mares in your time, what are they like?” she asked.

“Good fighters.” Night Lite replied.

“That's not what I meant.” Velvet replied, disappointed with his answer.

“Was there somepony special?” she asked. “Somepony?” Night Lite asked, not sure what she meant.

“Like, a mare, you know.” she asked.

“No, never.” Night Lite replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“Never? I'm sorry...I'm so sorry.” Velvet replied as she gently placed a fore-hoof on his shoulder.

“So much pain.” Velvet added, a tear falling down her cheek.

“Pain can be controlled, you just disconnect it.” Night Lite replied.

“So you feel nothing?” Velvet asked. 'Might explain why he didn't feel himself get shot last night!' Velvet thought.

“Twilight Sparkle gave me a picture of you once. I didn't know why at the time, it was very old, torn, faded. You were young like you are now. You just seemed...so sad. I used to always wonder what you were thinking at that moment.” Night Lite said.

Velvet sniffed back some more tears as Night Lite continued.

“I memorized every line, every curve.” He said as he turned to look at her.

“I came across time for you, Twilight Velvet...I love you, I always have.” he said.

Velvet was astonished, this stallion who was from the future came to the past, risking his life countless times in the process, for her!

Night Lite got up and placed the pipe bombs into a duffel bag.

Velvet got up and saw that he had a look of regret on his face.

“I shouldn't have said that!” he said as he placed the last bombs into the bag.

Velvet placed a fore-hoof on his face and pulled in into a deep kiss.

She did not regret this action; after all, he had traveled back in time and risked his life many, many times, just to protect her, and he just told her the real reason why he did, he loved her, and she knew that the least she could do was love him in return.

Night Lite was surprised by Velvet's sudden move, but went with it, kissing her back with equal passion.

The two wound up in the bed, kissing passionately and made love into the afternoon.

They then fell asleep in each other's embrace.