1983. Robert was a failure in life, pretty much. 34 years old, no job, nasty apartment, living off of nothing but the cheapest things on the mcdonalds menu. Little did he know, his life was about to get a little more exciting. Skynet was beginning to lose the future war, and they needed to test their new T-800 Infiltrator Unit. They sent it back in time. Its first target:
YOU GUESSED IT, ROBERT. First thing first, obviously, he went to look for clothes. He found an appropriate match. Other than the epic outfits he finds from some punks in the other movies, he found a simple guy at the gym. He said that he needed his clothes. The guy was nice, but he still asked, “Why should I?” He asked. The Terminator then lifted the guys deadlifting set, the weights, and the guy himself with one arm. The guy then said to go to the locker room. The terminator now had shorts, and athletic shirt. Next: weapon. He found a local military base. He punched through a reinforced door. He found the armory, surprisingly unguarded. He found a 50 BMG Sniper rifle, and a Desert Eagle. He also found some military clothing, and finally an M16A2. He walked outside to multiple pistols being pointed at him. They all shot him, to no effect. The terminator then killed them all with his weapons. He did a super cool reload with the M16 where he would toss the mag into the air and spun it, and slammed the rifle down on the mag mid-air to reload. Like the Terminator a year later, he only got the name: Robert Wims. He went through Philadelphia, killing anyone named Robert Wims. He saw in the Newpaper that 5 people got killed named Robert Wims. He got his revolver in the safe and checked his bank account. He had just enough for a 30-06 M1 Garand and some ammo. He bought the weapons and camped at a local bar. The Terminator arrived, and identified him. He shot at him multiple times with the M16A2, missing all shots. He reloaded and chased after Robert, who was runnning. He couldn’t outrun the terminator, but right when the terminator got close, he shot him with his 357. Magnum, slowing him down. He realized he had to run back to the bar to get his motorcycle. He fired shots at the T-800, buying him time. He got to his motorcycle, the T-800 slowly advancing on him. He started it up then drive away. T-800 spotted the fastest car, punched through the window, and hotwired the car. He drove after Robert. They were soon on the same level, on a bridge, with the terminator trying to ram it off. Robert then pressed on the brakes, sending the terminator far ahead. He quickly turned around, while the terminator tried to catch up. Robert devised a quick plan: to burn the terminator. A nearby oil tanker was nearby. He shot the tires, causing it the crash. The oil spilled all over. The Terminator’s car slipped and crashed. The heavily damaged terminator crawled out. He couldn’t walk. Robert stepped over the oil tanker, looked at the pool of oil the terminator was in, and lit a cigar. After he took it out of his mouth, he said these words: Hasta La Vista, Baby. And then threw the unfinished cigar into the oil pool, burning the terminator to death. Robert then said to himself, “that was an awesome one liner. Some dudes probably gonna use it in the future. Dont know who. The camera then zooms in on the melted terminators still intact eye. It glows red, and the screen turns to black.
Hope you enjoyed my fanfiction of a prequel to terminator! More stories coming soon.
