as evil, good, and dan repaired the wall of data that had been corrupted by some weird and unknown force, an explosion rocked the area to such an extent that all of there hard work had become for naught. "ah, **** monkeys." evil said slightly depressed. "now weve got to repair that wall again.... dan, you know what couldve caused that explosion?" dan shook his hhead and said nothing, only gathering the lime green chunks of puzzle like data and trying to fit them together. "nope. no clue, but i bet it had something to do with the skull you found earlier. so why dont you go check ito ut evil?" evil glowed a bright purple and turned to good. "hey good, why dont you go check it out?" "SON OF A BITCH!" apparently, good wasnt to thrilled with the prospect of checking out the source of the explosion. "all right, ill go check it out, but only because you asked me to alright?"

with that, the ball on red light floated away from his work site and apparently great work place. he followed the rumblings nad looked for any and all traces of damage, making sure to repair them along the way. "man this pisses me off.... why couldnt evil do it herself! MAN! SHES SO....EVIL!" while good was busy stating the obvious, he came across the silver skull with red eyes. "kill john-" "STFU!" good tore the skull off its partialy completed neck and threw it towards the center of the phere as hard as a ball of red light oculd throw anything. which was pretty damned far it turned out. "man, that pisses me off. first i get into a fight with evil, then i get into a fight with a self repairing robot skull out to kill john conner.... wait... theres no one named john conner out here is there?" good looked around some more for a few more hours, just to make sure.

"no, no john conner here. well, i better get back to the-" "this is the world mom told me about." good turned around slowly with a peeved attitude and swore under his breathe. "yeah.... no ****. and who the **** are yo-" "my names john conner. leader of the resistance. and you are?" good stared in disbeleif, right before him was a teenager with sandy brown hair, dark blue eye, a leather jacket, torn jeans and a backpack full of c4. "im good." "ok... i was asking your name." john conner said slightly. "no, no, im good!" good said again, hoping that john conner would get the messege. "its ok if you dont want to tell me your name." good was understandably irritated. "no, no... you really dont understand. my name, really is good!" john conner got excited for a few seconds before making the connection.

"so your name is good?" "yes." "what the **** is up with that?" good sighed. "come on, lets get you back to-" before he could say another word, a laser beam passed right through goods body and over johns head. "yeah.... that really doesnt do anything for me at all." "KILL JOHN CONNER!" at that moment, a bunch of pissed off robots erupted from the ground and fired there arsenal at john and good. "what the **** did you do to piss these guys off?" "im humanitys salvation!" "thats all?"