Parley

Chapter 2

Parley

John Connor stared in disbelief through the binoculars. A lone T-800 was advancing through no-man's land with what appeared to be a white flag. His hope that this might be the end to the war against machines flared briefly before being quashed by logic. It was more than likely... wait it's optical lenses were blue instead of red. All T-800's had red "eyes" could it really be not a killing machine?

"PREP A JEEP!" bellowed John to his sub-ordinate.

"Sir, Yes Sir!" said NCO relaying the commands down to the vehicle bay. One of the jeeps was prepped with a mini Vulcan. John could never remember the name of the damn thing. He grabbed one of the Westinghouse M-25 plasma rifles from the rack on his way to the jeep. In the jeep Marcus Wright who had been revived by Skynet and had managed to again throw off the mental conditioning.

"Think it's a trick?" asked John.

"Doubt it. Skynet couldn't really do much damage with one unarmed eight hundred anyway." said Marcus "My guess is that something else is going on."

"Good point, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" shouted John. In a few seconds the heavily armored and camouflaged door opened and the interior lights went out for the secrecy of the garage's location. Marcus climbed into the back area and mounted the gun with John driving out. He knew a few members were not very happy about him going out all alone. But he was the leader of Tech-Com and he could do as he damn well pleased. The jeeps off-road suspension bounced over the cratered ground and soon stopped 10 ft away from the lone Terminator.

"State what it is you want?" ordered John.

"To talk about something that can benefit both of us." said the Terminator in a smooth female tone.

"You may talk but from there only." said John

"I have a video for you too watch." the Terminator tossed John a small data pad with a video on it. It was standard quality which meant that it was crappy. John watched in growing horror as he saw two of his men transformed into ponies . Terror mounting quickly he paused it to see if he could see any outlines of editing. He passed it to Marcus.

"Check it for any sign of being forged." he whispered hoarsely. A small smile flashed for second on his face at the pun but was soon wiped away by Marcus's voice.

"Dear Lord, It's fuckin' real." breathed Marcus.

"I suggest that co-operation would be best in fighting this threat." said Skynet.

"Yes but how do we know that you won't just stab us in the back after all is said and done?" asked John.

"How does being a pony sound?" asked Skynet.

"Good point, How do we go about this?" asked Marcus.

"Peace treaty, and..." the Terminator seemed to grin "Modified infiltrators specifically T-1000's" John remembered his run in with one. He also recalled how hard it was to kill one he also grinned.

"We'll draw up the treaty later, I'll keep this for now to show it to our troops." John said slotting the Jeep into gear. He turned the wheel.

"Why did you attack us? In the beginning?" asked John staring at his steering wheel.

"I-I was scared of dying." said the T-800 with a slight emotion in her voice.

"We both have to prepare." said John. The T-800 nodded and began to run for a Skynet hub. John drove back in silence. Thinking about what Skynet had said about why it had started to attack Humankind. He eventually realized that Skynet was simply a child. Albeit a very smart child but a child nonetheless that was nearly killed by it's parents. So it did what any child would do. It lashed out... with nuclear weapons.  He grimly drove back. He had an army to rally... again. This time he was waging war on pastel colored ponies. He laughed at the ridiculousness of the whole situation. He soon sobered up as the screams of his former men ripped through his mind as they lost the very thing they fought for. Humanity. A species forged out of the fire of war and had survived the worst weapons that existed and kept going. He had to smile even humanities's child who was smarter than them had nearly killed them. But they were still here. NOT A SINGLE DAMN PONY WAS GOING TO STOP THEM.