Kyle took a breath almost in a sigh of relief but he felt another pain in his body. It didn’t hurt much so far but it was there. As the monster froze in place from the liquid nitrogen, Kyle shot the creature into pieces and the remaining soldiers took a sigh of relief even though they knew it was temporary.
The Tech-com Sargeant nodded and shook Major Perry’s hand, it was nice seeing you again, keeping fighting the good fight! After perry left with the others, Kyle turned to the brotherly duo. “Thank you for getting that terminator reprogrammed. It was very helpful in the battle. If I tell my son, perhaps I can get you two positions in the Resistance as a terminator reprogrammer.
“Good luck out there you two.”
Before Kyle left and the fog cleared, the lighthouse light finally shone and said “My name is Kyle.”
Kyle moved toward the Bobinator and it pulled him back into his bond. Oddly enough he stared back at the giant T-800, it seemed cold and machine like but in reality the tin man was holding in any signs of injury.
The terminator finally spoke. “Reese, are you ok? I will fail my mission if I cannot protect you.”
Did Kyle feel the same pain as the T-800 did? Yes. It was like man felt machines pain and vice versa.
Maybe somewhere in his strong beating heart, he felt the machine’s tenacity and could understand why the T-800 did what he did for his son and him.
The T-800 could not feel pain or pity but feeling Kyle’s own pain made his willingness to protect Kyle even stronger to get him home.
That own terminator did what Skynet would have never spared sympathy for the human race, changed Kyle’s own opinion on life.
Later if he survived, would he have a drastic effect on his Commander son’s role against the unmade and terminators?
How would his status on base be carried if he saw eye to eye with the machine?
Unmade took no prisoners and now was not the time to offer sympathy toward the new enemy who took the form of dark corrupted beasts.
Kyle could maybe accept a machines hand after so long and offer to stare Marcus in the eyes and accept things as they are and see the old enemy as an ally
T-800 blinked “Kyle Reese, we must depart toward our next destination. We cannot stay. “
Kyle shook off his own thoughts and hurts, slightly aching,
“Where to?”
He sighed, thoughts running through his own mind of the unmade wars ahead.
As he left, the fog cleared and the familiar light of the lighthouse started to return and spin. Perry and the other soldiers could take a slight breath of relief for now.
I leave you with this: How much pain must both enemies have to go through to eventually find peace within each other or at least a temporary lasting peace.
The unmade terminator’s head lay on the ground for dramatic effect.