Terminator/Maxima

A Story by Abishai100

A post-apocalypse new-Earth requires Human Resistance 'musketeers' to engage a new SkyNet (Terminators) 'leviathan' called Mercury-Man (for bureaucracy).

A 'cool' fanfiction of that iconic A.I.-apocalypto franchise Terminator for Xmas weekend. Thanks for reading!

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Amlan and Marcus prepared to engage a field of Terminator killer-drones in their special Human Resistance battlefield in North America in this post-Apocalypse wasteland overrun by the A.I. empire ironically erected by human science but taken-over human worlds following the global nuclear war between America and North Korea. Amlan and Marcus reminisced about the old-Earth days of social-media traffic and 'general' (or more normal) paranoia preceding this new daunting Earth-view of survival-mechanics (for the Ego).

AMLAN: This sort of run-and-gun life is pure survivor-mentalism for peaks/IQ.

MARCUS: Stay human; that's the battle-cry for sure; we reach Maxima-rhetoric.

AMLAN: Sometimes I wonder if this Resistance banner-flag ('Maxima') is idealism!

MARCUS: Stay invisible; that's the supreme-method of engaging Terminators/IQ.

AMLAN: You're right, pal; this is no Earth of incomplete-distances for stories-IQ.

MARCUS: Hey, we breach the Canadian fields with laser-canons and we're clear.

AMLAN: Major advancement for the Western hemisphere 'agenda' for the drones!

MARCUS: Afterwards, we might erect that (secret) underground 'party' lair/cavern.

AMLAN: Maxima just might prove to be a 'chess-stalemate' enterprise for organics.

MARCUS: Why not (for bureaucracy)?

During this agenda for Maxima, the Resistance encountered a new threat to their otherwise 'Rationalism' view for potential survival on new-Earth with fresh-consciousness, when SkyNet, the A.I.-empire super-control center of drone-generation, created a new shape-shifting super-killer called Mercury-Man, an A.I. 'being' psycho composed of liquid-mercury, capable of mutating into any human-person resemblance and making weapons on the fly from body-parts! Well, Amlan/Marcus had just rescued a 'damsel' from the SkyNet prison-cage named Ezzy who was to serve as a Mercury-Man execution(s)-demo 'punching-bag' and discovered from her that Mercury-Man design was some vestige of pre-SkyNet old-Earth science-study about A.I. 'chemistry' toasted by the pre-Apocalypse human scientists seeking to 'fuse' social-media 'fashion' culture with 'cool' science-chem language (for bureaucracy).

EZZY: It's a 'dark' vision of city-scape erections for adaptation-language (arts).

AMLAN/MARCUS: You say this 'Mercury-Man' design was some 'skyscraper' IQ?

EZZY: We think it was some 'chess-arrogance' of the human world for city-verbs.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Seems Mercury-Man had a weakness for bureaucracy field goals.

EZZY: I hope so (for social media!).

MERCURY-MAN: You squeaks shan't escape my invincible bio-chemistry structure!

AMLAN/MARCUS: We'll see how you take to corrosive (hot!) acid, bureaucrat.

MERCURY-MAN: You're no heroes of new-Earth; just prototype-rabble radicals!

AMLAN/MARCUS: You're a puncture artist for adaptation-bravado; need acid-IQ.

MERCURY-MAN: The 'texture' of new-Earth is one of swift icy precision; not you!

AMLAN/MARCUS: Well, you need some acid to cool that liquid-toasted body, fool.

MERCURY-MAN: Damn you (photo-synthesis).

Amlan/Marcus managed to use their nifty acid-gun invention(s) to 'liquify' Mercury-Man and humiliate him to the grounding of simplified Terminator logistics and keep the Maxima-agenda afloat while taking their representative/diplomat 'damsel' (Ezzy) to the underground Resistance safe-spot, beneath the ground-level of an old Cali-science building (still-standing!) where they'd make toast for the miracle that this new SkyNet leviathan was (now) simply an 'old-Earth' Romanticism laurel (for bureaucracy).