This is the pilot for a story idea I have kicking around in my head. If interest is shown in me continuing I will gladly update it.

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The Cameron Phillips Chronicles: Chapter 1

Rating T, may increase to M if need be.

Disclaimer: I don't own Terminator in any way, shape, or form and will remove this is asked to by the owners.

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"My life is crap."

Cameron Phillips cursed her luck as she disembarked from her bus home. It was a Friday, with night rapidly approaching and rather then going out with her friends like she should have been; she was stuck at home grounded. Cameron wouldn't have minded so much but to be grounded for something she actually hadn't done seemed beyond unfair. Sure she had broken her curfew but it had been for a party. A far cry from midnight streaking on a Los Angeles freeway like her parents now accused her of. There had been no convincing them otherwise though when they had turned on the morning news to find their daughter running naked across the road. So here Cameron was now, grounded for the next month. She was to come straight home from school everyday and was stuck at home on the weekends. Also to add insult to injury, they had taken away her car privileges as well meaning she was now reduced to taking the bus, something Cameron had been sure was behind her.

School hadn't been much better. The whistles and cat-calls only came to an end when Cameron punched one unlucky boy in the nose. She wasn't a particularly strong girl but it had taken him by surprise and even drawn a bit of blood. People were less inclined to say anything outright from then on but the whispers and stifled laughs continued. Her friends had laughed it off as the coincidence from hell but even their support did little improve her mood.

Cameron looked around as she stepped off the bus; the sun was beginning to set. She had to hurry home, the last thing she needed was to get a few more days tacked onto her sentence. The quickest way home was to cut through the new housing development that was going up in her neighborhood, it would lead her right to her doorstep. Cameron was idly thinking how three months ago the entire area had been a field when a sudden motion out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. Cameron spun to see what it was but nothing appeared out of the ordinary. Never the less, it unnerved her enough to break into a light run. Cameron hadn't been able to shake the feeling that she was being watched ever since the video of her twin had aired. Despite her paranoia she arrived at her home without incident.

"Hey there honey." Her mother called from the kitchen as she walked in the door. Still upset however, Cameron ignored her and climbed the stairs. "Okay…the silent treatment, that's fine I think I might just be able to bear through it somehow." Her Mother quipped after her.

Cameron entered her room and closed the door behind her. She lazily tossed her backpack on the floor before flopping down on the bed. A small hum sounded through the room as her cell phone began to vibrate, signaling she had a new text message. Digging into her bag she eventually managed to fish it out and check her message:

From Laura

Hey girl, sux you're not coming out tonight. Think your parents will let me come over tomorrow? ttyl.

Much as Cameron would have liked to see her best friend the next day, she highly doubted her parents would actually let her come over. This was going to suck alright. She lay on her bed for a few minutes mulling over what to do when she decided to grab a snack then take a stab at doing her homework. She headed back down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, doing her best to ignore her mom. Cameron opened the fridge and was rummaging through it when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Mrs. Phillips volunteered.

More then happy to let her mom get the door, Cameron pulled out a coke and closed the refrigerator. She walked out into the hallway, planning on going back to her room, giving her a perfect view of what happened next as her mother opened the door a crack, keeping the chain locked.

"Does a Cameron Phillips live here?" An unknown voice asked.

"Yes why? What did she do now?" Mrs. Phillips answered.

The answer was barely out of her mouth when the door was violently kicked in, knocking Mrs. Phillips to the floor. Cameron screamed and fell to the floor herself. Only able to look on horrorstruck as a large man holding a pistol entered her house. He calmly turned his gun on Mrs. Phillips and fired off three quick shots, killing her instantly.

"Mom!" Cameron shrieked.

This only served in drawing the attention of the man and he began to train his gun on her. Cameron screwed her eyes shut; waiting for the next shots that would end her life.

The gunshots she was expecting never came however. Cameron heard the sounds of a struggle followed by a very couple of very large crashes, as if the walls in her house were being demolished. The sounds of the fight continued for a few more moments. A duo of loud "clangs" rang out throughout the house then there was silence.

"Cameron Phillips?" A voice called out.

Cameron opened her eyes to find a young man with sandy blond hair looking down at her.

"Yes." Cameron shakily replied.

"Come with me if you want to live." He said, holding his hand out to her as he did.

Cameron put her hand in his and he then pulled her back to his feet.

"We have to leave now. The other one is disabled for the moment but it will be mobile again soon." He said as he motion to the other man who was now embedded in a sitting position in the hallway wall. A hammer buried in the top of his skull. The situation would have seemed surreal if Cameron hadn't noticed her mother lying in a pool of blood on the floor.

"Oh my God! Mom!" Cameron cried. She tried to free herself from the man's grip and help her mother but his hand was like and vice around hers.

"There's nothing we can do for her and we can't stay here. Come with me now." With that, he pulled Cameron towards him and dragged her into the kitchen. Once there, the man pulled the toaster off the counter and plugged it into a socket on the other side of the room. He took a magazine off the countertop then jammed it into the toaster and pushed the lever down. The magazine slowly starting to smolder as it caught fire. The man crossed the room once more and, to Cameron's amazement, ripped the stove away from the wall. A hissing sound could be heard as the gas started to fill the room. He took hold of Cameron, this time throwing her over his shoulder like she was a rag doll and ran out the back door towards the garage. Kicking the side door in like it was made of toothpicks; they made their way to the family minivan. The man punched the driver's side window in before reaching in and unlocking the door. He placed her in the passenger's seat then got in himself. He swiftly ripped away the ignition, exposing the starting wires and hotwired the car.

"Fasten your seatbelt." He commanded before putting the car in reverse and slamming his foot down on the accelerator. The car shot backwards, tearing through the garage door. As the car shot into the alley behind Cameron's house, there was a huge booming noise. Cameron turned to face her house only to find it was now engulfed in flames. The man that had saved her turned to look to for a moment too before putting the car into gear and peeling away.

"What the fuck was that?" Cameron yelled at him.

"Not now, he's still operational." He said looking in the rearview mirror.

Wide eyed, Cameron looked what looked very much like a robotic skeleton covered in flames was now running after the car. Cameron would have screamed if she had been able to find her voice. What ever it was had incredible speed and was quickly able to catch up with the sluggish minivan. It leapt onto the roof of the vehicle, causing it to dent heavily. The metal monstrosity slammed its fist through the roof of the van, desperately trying to get a hold on Cameron. Seeing this, the man driving braked hard. The sudden change in inertia caused the robot to be jarred off its perch. It landed in a sprawled heap on the ground in front of the minivan. He put his foot full force on the gas and ran Cameron's attacker over, the impact rattling the car. He looked back and when the robot didn't get up immediately he pulled away.

"More will be on the way; we have to get out of the neighborhood." He commented as they left Cameron's block behind.

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