H/K V.A #12364AX
COMMAND: Observe anomaly, designate: Bubble, TERMINATION... Authorized
The silver H/K floated above the pink anomaly as its powerful sensor suite scanned the bubble. However, it was not the only one observing the bubble, an old Virgina Class submarine observed the bubble through its far less advanced periscope.
"Any ideas Mr. Cage?" asked Captain Belruse.
"No sir, one moment we had a few H/K's hummin' around, now they're all occupied with that pink bubble thing." said Cage.
"Hm, contact Command and update the Resistance on this. Anything that has Skynet interested in is probably bad for us." ordered Belruse.
"Yes, Sir!"
Canterlot Castle, Equestria
The Princesses and the Elements of Harmony, gathered around the only Camera Obscura in Equestria. The Camera Obscura was an invention from the later days of the Nightmare Wars, it was used to devastating effect by the Nightmare Horde against the Royal Guard. A Camera Obscura physically bent moonlight to gain the ablility to see anywhere in the world, as long as it was clear over the dish that formed the lens. Such as it was, the images transmitted back to the dish had a slight pink and gray hue to them, but it was good enough. All three princesses crowded around the image, but drew back immediately into quiet conversation, the Elements looked on curiously.
"This is not the target!" Cadance hissed.
"I know that! There must be something left on this rock for us." said Luna.
"We must hope so, there isn't enough mana in the crystals to do another jump. We're stuck here for the time being." said Celestia.
"Princesses! We found something!" the shout drew the Alicorns attention as their gaze snapped back to the Obscura. It showed a shiny metal object hovering around the Barrier, as it's powerful spotlight gazed upon the shield like a single eye.
"What do you think it is?" asked Twilight.
"Ooh! Maybe it's one of the ponies that we have to help!" cheered Pinky as she hopped around.
"Perhaps." Celestia looked at the image, something about it wasn't right. She shook her head and sent a signal to General Sharps, it was time to begin the conversion.
Tech-Com Command, Seattle
The "hive" as it was called was a blur of motion as orders were sent out and news from the outside world received. The resistance was lucky that the old civilian satellites were still in operation, they appeared to be safe or never warranted Skynet's attention. Still, the resistance was lucky to have Seattle as it's current base. With what was left of the Puget Sound, Joint Base Louis-McChord and the old Microsoft R'n'D campus under their control, the resistance had a fighting chance. At least until the latest report came from one of the Virginia's.
"A giant pink "bubble"?" asked John Conner
"Apparently, sats confirmed it just a few minutes ago." said Cameron.
"And Skynet?"
"Occupied with it."
"That's good, its attention's not on us right now." He glared at the live-feed of the "bubble" as he watched the search lights scan the surface.
"Any idea what's in there?" asked Conner.
"Unfortunately, no, the civ-sats weren't built to do this sort of work. We're lucky as it is." said Cameron.
"Keep an eye on it...." John trailed off as the "bubble" opened to allow the passage of a zeppelin?
"Put satellite 117's image on the big monitor!" ordered Conner.
"Yes, Sir." The image on the screen showed the H/Ks as they hovered underneath the purple monstrosity as if confused by it's sudden appearance. Then the zeppelin poured what looked like grape juice over the sides on splattered the H/Ks. For a moment the H/Ks seemed unaffected, but then they simply... stopped. As if they had been hit with an EMP, they spiraled down in to the bubble and disintegrated into what appeared to be rainbows.
"Any news from our sub?" asked Conner.
"They're staying the hell away from that purple stuff sir." responded a technician.
"Good, do we have any people near there?"
"Just a small outpost, a listening array."
"Tell them to pack it up and prepare for possible hostiles."
"Yes, Sir!"
Tech-Com listening outpost 7-B
"Alright ladies and gentleman! We have new orders, to pack up everything and hold the fort until evac gets here." said Gordon Clarkson.
"Sir, what're we defending from? Skynet?" asked a young tech. Clarkson punched up an image upon the main screen, showing a purple Zeppelin.
"This, so far all we know is that it's weapons consist of a purple liquid that has an EMP effect. DO NOT GET THIS SHIT ON YOU. It was potent enough to shut down Aerial H/Ks and I'd rather not find out what it does to human flesh." said Clarkson as he unlocked the weapons chest. All five personnel armed themselves with their weapons, sent the last of the information they had gathered and purged the database. Incidentally the cameras were left on, allowing the evacuation crew a good look at what had happened to the small outpost.
Video Log #3164896, Outpost 7-B
"Anyone hear that?" asked one man as he hunkered behind his console.
"Get ready, Command doesn't know if they're friendly or not but recommends extreme caution." said Clarkson. As if on cue the door fell open to reveal... a dark green pony?
"What the hell?" Later studies would argue that it was PFC Margaret O'Donnell who said the first words to the ponies, while others said it was Clarkson.
"I come from the land of Equestria offering salvation to those who seek it!" it shouted imperiously.
"What kind of salvation?" piped up one of the techs.
"Freedom from your human bodies and this forsaken world!" shouted the stallion.
"Yeah, no." said Clarkson as he began to backup.
"I didn't say it was voluntary." The pony lifted up a tube of purple liquid and tossed it almost leisurely at Clarkson, a direct hit. The Captain screamed as his body began to twist as potion rewrote him on a molecular level.
"Kill me..." Clarkson rasped as fur raced towards his elongating head.
"It's been an honor sir, Fire at will!" said O'Donnell. Bullets flew and imbedded themselves into what was left of Captain Clarkson and the green pony. A wave of equines began to charge the door falling in droves as the bullets chewed through their lines. But alas, the tide was too great, eventually there were only one human left. He stood shakily as he stared down his former friends. They approached him with smiles that were slightly too large for their faces, and their eyes. Oh God! Their eyes, they lacked the spark of life, it was if the eyes were just plastic on a face too colorful to exist in this world. His pistol snapped up and a single round fired.