Without a Doubt

by TFALokiwriter

This is a short story that is a AU to the Terminator Franchise and to Terminator Genisys. This features a character rumored in Terminator Genisys and brought to life in 'Terminator - Fix It'. This character is 'T-11' getting an AU short story of his own because the writer likes the fanon fictional character more than the one brought to life on the silver screen by Matt Smith.

1. Are you sure?

System booting up.

Designation: Terminator T-800 Cyberdyne Systems Model 11.

Short designation: T-11.

The first I saw in my red view was a man and a woman. There are others with the two standing guard at the doorway with weapons lowered towards the floor and a couple other humans in armor checking out the place. Designation?, I thought puzzled by the meaning. What does designation mean? My eyes scan the man with a scar on the right side of his face being odd.

ID: John Connor.

"This is strange," John said.

The woman did hand signals.

ID: Star.

Just Star.

I wonder if she was born under the stars.

John looks back towards me then takes off something on my head. It is like a gas mask of the sorts except my neck feels a lot free and less of a binding issue. I saw my fingers are gray, metal, and strange. What am I? I screech in horror crawling back startling the two people before me making both of them stand up on their feet and aim their guns towards me.

My fingers are not fingers.

They are sharp and flesh defying metal claws.

I saw red lights aim up at my forehead.

Do I feel scared?

The hell I do.

"Don't move," John said. "Move and I will have my soldiers taking your CPU out."

CPU?, I thought staring at the man, What is a CPU?

"Well, shoot it out," Another man, ID-ed as Blake Washman, said.

I push back my elbows trembling in fear.

"John, why did they have a mask on this one?" A man across from John, ID is Kyle Reese,asks.

"I do not know," John said. "Skynet would not just leave a Terminator out like that."

"This is really unexpected," Washman said.

Star does hand signs.

A mute, I thought, how convenient.

"We can probably use him against Skynet," John said. "In some form."

"Get a infiltrator to infiltrate Skynet?" Kyle said. "Sounds like a fine idea to take them out."

I need to get somewhere safe.

Objective: Safety.

I stood up calculating my escape. Numerous rounds struck my chest armor bouncing right off. I dart towards the right in the way of Star. I shove Star to the side using my left arm as shield to my face. I know life is strange and very mysterious but there is a lot to learn in this world of survival. Bing,bing, bing went the bullets flying out landing on the floor. I nearly slip taking balance on the floor using my bare metal hands. My heels feel different clicking against the floor. Getting out of the reaches of guns just burns in my mind.

Ask questions later.

Such as; what is Skynet?

Oh great, more shooting.

I use a nearby car hood as my shield running out of the entrance. Large explosions went off around me yet I kept going in a straight line horrified by what problem I am in. Why do they hate me? Hate is a strong word however it feels fitting to describe their rampant shooting. A explosion went off beneath my feet knocking to the ground. My head clides against the pavement. My red screen sizzles showing what remains of a door across. My heart pounds against my chest. My hands are closed against my metal slippery palm.

Come on, T-11, get up!

I look over seeing the group of humans coming after me.

ID: The Resistances.

Resistance of what?, I thought, themselves?

I get up on my two feet then speed off through the passage way.