Terminator: Crusaders

Night, Manehattan

Nothing of note had happened on the train ride. The crusaders had met up with Babs and went into her apartment. The trio of commanders stationed themselves on top of an under-construction skyscraper. Scootaloo filed her hooves, Applebloom cleaned Big Mac’s shotgun, and Sweetie Belle stared towards the apartment building the crusaders were sleeping in. Sweetie Belle hated missions like this.

“Applebloom, If a squad took out an HK-Aerial, and a T-400 began shooting at them, what would the B code be?” Quizzed Sweetie Belle.

“HK4S.” Applebloom quickly responded.

“Wrong. HKS4,” Sweetie Belle corrected.

Sweetie Belle looked over the nighttime cityscape, admiring the city’s beauty while taking a sip of Rarity’s ‘Secret Cider’.

Morning, Babs’ Apartment

The Cutie Mark Crusaders were bored. They weren't the type of pony to sit in an apartment all day playing board games. Scootaloo was getting antsy, tapping her hoof on the floor in boredom.

“Hey Babs, do you think we could go out and do something?” Scootaloo asked Babs.

“We could go out and grab some breakfast,” Babs suggested, gaining the approval of the three fillies. “I know the best place!” The four fillies were ready to be out in the city, unknowingly being followed.

“Here we are!” Babs Seed announced to the Crusaders, quickly glancing at three mares obscured by their clothing.

“Babs, This is a coffee shop in a subway station,” Applebloom stated.

“I know! Isn’t it great?” The earth pony replied excitedly.

“Yeah, whatever, let’s just eat,” Sweetie Belle said.

Babs ordered four glasses of water and a box of donuts for the group. Meanwhile, a few tables away from them, the commanders sat, watching the crowd. Applebloom looked around diligently. Her eyes settled on a single stallion sitting on a bench.

“Girls, that’s a 101,” Applebloom said while nudging Sweetie Belle. Sweetie Belle quickly noticed but stayed still.

“Wait until it does something,” Sweetie Belle said quietly.

The stallion glared at the Crusaders while leaving the bench. He walked towards them with heavy steps, attempting to strike from behind. The Resistance soldiers shot up from their seats, moving to tactical positions. The Stallion was a few feet behind the crusaders when Babs noticed him.

“Can we help you?” Babs skeptically asked the stallion, gaining no response. The crusaders turned around right when the stallion pulled out a knife.

A loud blast could be heard as Applebloom quickly shot the stallion, his massive weight holding him upright. The four fillies were shocked when one of the disguised mares ran up to the stallion and hit him with a chair.

“Run!” One of the disguised mares, a unicorn shouted at the fillies. The four jumped out of their seats running to the exit, when another disguised mare, a pegasus, ran with them.

“Follow me!” The mare said while running ahead of the fillies. Back at the coffee shop, Applebloom pounded two more shots into the stallion before running off to rejoin Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle continued to throw chairs at the machine while retreating.

The Resistance soldiers jumped the subway gates pulling the fillies with them, Quickly running into the back of the subway. Sweetie Belle looked up at the masked unicorn who was using hoof signals to communicate with her partners. The unicorn then looked down at the crusaders.

“We are the commanders of Tech-Com unit 1CMC12,” The unicorn mare introduced.

“You have been targeted for termination by Skynet,” The pegasus mare continued.

“We have assigned ourselves to protect you,” The Earth pony finished.

“Why are we bein’ ‘Targeted for Termination?’” Applebloom asked the mares, performing air quotes.

“And what’s Skynet?” Scootaloo asked.

“I think it’s that computer thingy they're working on in Canterlot,” Sweetie Belle answered. The unicorn mare quickly communicated with her party after hearing that news.

“They’re working on Skynet now?” the unicorn asked in confusion.

“Well yeah, Mah sis says that it’ll save a lotta lives-” Applebloom tried to say before being cut off by the laughter of the pegasus mare. The fillies looked at her in confusion, the earth pony slapped her hoof on her face, and the unicorn turned away.

“Why are you laughing?” Babs asked.

“Because she is completely wrong!” the pegasus stated.

“The kid doesn’t even know about Judgement Day, leave her alone,” The unicorn said.

“Judgement Day?” all four fillies asked.

“It happens about four years from now,” The unicorn stated with slight anger in her voice. “Skynet decides that ponies aren’t good enough, and blows us up,” she continued.

“And what does that have to do with that stallion?” Sweetie Belle inquired.

“Not stallion, you can forget that. Machine.” The unicorn said with scorn.

“Machine?” The fillies said in shock and confusion.

“T-800. Advanced combat chassis. Of course, you couldn’t see it under the skin,” The Earth pony mare continued.

“It’s covered in flesh, it can bleed, sweat, even have body odor.” The pegasus finished.

“But they can’t build things like that yet!” Applebloom stated.

“You’re right, not yet. In around 30 years,” The unicorn stated in annoyance.

“Are you saying it’s from the future?” Scootaloo asked.

“Yes, it is,” the unicorn replied.

“So that means you’re from the future too, correct?” Sweetie Belle shot back.

“Correct-” The mare said, before grabbing Sweetie Belle’s tail as she tried to run.

“Let go of me!” The frightened filly shouted. The unicorn looked at the other two mares, who proceeded to nod. The mare let go of the filly as she ran to her friends.

“Listen, kids, we can prove we are from the future,” The pegasus said calmly.

“How ya gonna do that? Show us a future gun- “ Applebloom said when the mare took off her mask. Sweetie Bell’s eyes shot open while Scootaloo leaned forward with an amazed look on her face.

“Wait! That means you’re me!” Scootaloo shouted while pointing at the pegasus. All she got in return was a nod. Applebloom looked at the earth pony.

“Don’t even buckin’ ask, kay?” The earth pony said while looking at her past self.

“We need to get out of Manehattan,” Adult Sweetie Belle said while putting her mask back on. The other two mares nodded “Execpt you Babs, you aren’t going to be killed by the machine.”

“Why?” Babs asked in response. Adult Sweetie Belle looked at the young filly.

“Because you die on Judgement Day,” Sweetie Belle said while walking out of the door of the subway.