Acid began his day by waking up, stretching, and walking over to the lounge. He pushed the button on the coffee maker. It made coffee.
“Eh?” said Acid, peering squint-eyed into the cup that was filled with coffee. “Oh, right, I didn’t bring my coffee maker.”

He walked up to the control deck.
“Hello, lazybones, we’ve been waiting for you!” said Electrik.
“We found Terminator’s station,” said Jack, grinning.
Acid looked first out the window, then at the radar. The radar was completely filled. “Where is he?”
The crew exploded into laughter. “We’re docked on his station right now!” said Phoenix Wing.
“Oh, well, then, we better get to it!”

The crew stepped out of the ship, flanked by the ship’s medical officer. Emmi Somerkallio did not like to see destruction, but she did her best to do her job.

They had been walking a while, when suddenly Jack stopped, and fired. About 20 yards ahead, a smoldering security camera lay on the floor.
“Nice,” said Acid. “With you around, we don’t have to worry about the security cameras!”

Meanwhile…

“Maybe you won’t, but they’re the least of your troubles,” chuckled Terminator. “Omicron! How are you coming on the Bubble?”
“SIR, WE ARE OUT OF RESOURCES. IT WILL HAVE TO BE POSTPONED FOR ABOUT AN HOUR SO WE CAN GET A SUPPLY SHIP.” Replied Omicron Hellbot, Terminator’s assistant.
“Blast! Oh well, we won’t need it for now.” Terminator looked back at the display screen. Apparently, they had just reached a security area, and were getting ambushed by security droids. “I think I’ll deal with the pests myself.”

Back with the crew…

“There are too many of them! We can’t hold off much longer,” yelled Fawriel, kicking a droid hard in the place where it would have REALLY hurt if it were human.
Acid pulled out his bazooka. If this wasn’t heavy duty, he didn’t know what was.
Meanwhile, electric grabbed one and pried its back open. He fiddled around with the cables a bit, gave them a jolt of electricity and slammed the door again, and letting it wreak havoc on the other droids.
“Heh, nice going!” said Jack Flash, picking off another with his blaster.
Suddenly, all the droids fled.
“Eh?” said Acid.
*BOOM!!!*
the wall blasted inward, showering the crew with debris.
A large red mech stood there. It had large feet and long legs. The legs ended in a body, out from which came two arms, which ended in Gauss rifles. On the top were two missile launchers. From the front of the body was the cockpit, and sitting in it was none other than Terminator.
“Ahhh!!!” yelled the crew.
The mech walked forward a few paces, then opened fire.
The crew could just bareley dodge the Gauss bullets, and was running in circles in the middle of the room.
“Huh? Where’s Jack?” asked Acid, jumping out of the way of one of the missiles.
Suddenly, there was a series of shots, and both missile launchers and their cargo exploded, creating a large hole in the mech’s body, and disabling it.
Terminator Quickly jumped out, and ran down a hall. The crew followed in hot pursuit until Suddenly, Terminator turned around. The crew saw something glint by his side, then he charged.
“He’s using a SWORD?” yelled Acid.
Terminator was about to lunge at one of them when- CLANG!!! Fawriel had drawn his sword, and parried Terminator’s blow. The two launched into a swordfight, and everyone else edged back, so that the two would have their space. Fawriel seemed to be doing better than Terminator, and Terminator seemed to notice. Right after parrieng a very close attack by Fawriel, he jumped back, flung his sword, and ran off down the hall.
“did it hit anybody?” asked Emmi.
“Aaarrrggghhh…” said Acid, crumpling onto the floor with the sword embedded in his shoulder.
“Oh no!” shouted Electrik.
“The problem is, we can’t just leave him here, and we can’t leave Terminator alone. I’ll go on with Electrik, Fawriel and Phoenix wing. Emmi can bring Acid back to the ship and help him,” said Jack. “We must still fight on.”

I did the third chapter! I've decided that The crew needs to finish off Terminator first, because NOBODY was nice enough to give them four months.