Prologue
It's dark.
I can't see anything, am I...dead?
No, I can't be it doesn't feel right for me to be dying like this.
*She could hear murmurs as if down a long tunnel*
Wait, I can hear something. Is that someone talking I can't quite make it out.
*As a few seconds went by her hearing started to clear up*
I can hear a bit better now.
"Are you sure we're doing the right thing, if this goes south think about what could happen to this Skynet base?" a woman's voice echoed.
"It's a bit too late to be asking that now don't you think?" another person responded.
Opening her eyes, she saw various people in long white coats either looking at her or wondering around doing their own work, she saw an old man with glasses looking at her. A pad and pen were in his hands writing something down. She was inside a water can, her short layered hair floating in the water, the top layer was a gun metal grey and the under layer a matte black. She young most likely late teens, and her physique was that of an athlete, lean and muscular.
As the old man and woman continued talking to one another, suddenly the glass broke behind them, the girl in water had shattered the glass. Without warning she grabbed the old mans' head, and with incredible force clenched her hands to together. The professor screaming, a blood curdling scream as his head explode from the immeasurable pressure forced upon it.
The woman and her fellow colleagues looked on in fear, the girl completely naked her petite muscular form was covered in blood, bone and brain matter. She looked up her expressionless face devoid of any emotion. Outside the room you hear the screams as blood splattered across the window.
Connor and her detachment of TechCom soldiers were scouring the area looking for something. They had just captured a Skynet base, as continued to search the area they could hear the faint of clanging metal, the soldiers readied their weapons as they continued down the corridor. They arrived at a T-way junction in the facility when Connor rounded the corner, but instantly jumped behind cover.
He peeked around the corner the corridor was scattered with many human and metal bodies, he could one still left alive a girl, late teens layered hair metal grey on top and matte black underneath. Her arms were formed into liquid metal blades, she on top of a human corpse aimlessly hacking at it as if she had found a toy and was learning how to use it.
After a few seconds she shapeshifted into a pool of liquid moving to another corpse repeating the same process. Connor could see the things expressionless face as it continued to hack apart another corpse, it sent shivers down his spine.
Slowly moving around the corner, a soldier whispered, "Connor, you sure this is a good idea?". Connor responded with, "No, but there's only one way of finding out whether this thing is hostile or not"
Connor continued to step lightly down the corridor, as his detachment of TechCom soldiers set up defensive positions behind him. He was halfway down the corridor when the girl stopped the spun her head around, her mouth slightly agape from seeing Connor. Connor frozen on the spot didn't know to do, this girls presence scared him enough as it did.
"Co..." the girl was trying to speak "...Connor" she muttered, continuing to gaze at Connor devoid any emotion. She looked away returning dismembering a T-950 tearing off its armoured breastplate.
It was like she didn't even care for you I am, Connor thought, like I wasn't interesting enough to bother with. As he stood a few feet away he could see that the girls body was covered in flesh, blood, brain matter and metal fluid. For some reason he held out his hand, the girl stopped for a moment then looked at Connor's hand.
"Come with me" he asked, the girl continued to look at the hand. "I...monster...to you" she replied. It seems her vocal programming is incomplete, Connor thought as he shook his head, he didn't know why but something stirred inside telling him to take the girl with him. "No, you're not" he answered. The girls right hand shapeshifted back to a human hand, she went grab Connor's but pulled back slightly as if she was unsure, a few seconds went then without hesitation she grabbed the hand.
Connor pulled her in hugging her, her petite naked muscular form, and her small but well developed breasts pressed up against his chest. Making him slightly flustered as perverse thoughts started to trickle in his mind. I have no idea what I'm doing but my gut is telling not to leave this girl behind, Connor felt a slight unease from his decision hoping he wouldn't regret it. As a few seconds went by the girl started to develop tears, not knowing what this meant, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Connor hugging him as tears continued to run down her expressionless face.