Chapter one: Wrong destination
A gentle breeze flew across the otherwise still desert. The breeze picked up in power and sent a tumbleweed rolling across the dry soil. The breeze picked up in power even more and small lightnings started to appear at random. The lightnings and the wind grew stronger and suddenly a large ball of light appeared and disappeared just as fast. When the ball of light disappeared two struggling bodies appeared. One of them was an attractive female with shoulder-length brown hair. The other was a large muscular man with short black hair and a clearly defined jaw.
There was something very odd about these two persons. Not only were both of them naked, they also had no expression on their facer what-so-ever. Some sort of reaction would normally be expected from two people involved in a clearly deadly battle. The man was sitting atop of the woman and was hitting her in the face repeatedly with enough power to make the ground shake. The woman suddenly grabbed the man's hands, pushed him away from her and put her feet on the man's chest. She then used her legs to launch the man over 15 meters. She then stood up and walked over to the man that was lying on his back. She raised her right foot to stomp on the man's face when he suddenly opened his mouth and said in a thick Austrian accent: "This is wrong."
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Just when the TX were about to crush the pathetic and inferior T850 under her foot, he opened his mouth and said: "This is wrong." The TX looked at the T850 with a slight frown. How could anything be wrong? And if anything was wrong, what might that be? "What do you mean by that?" The TX asked in a demanding tone.
The T-850 seemed slightly relieved that the TX didn't terminate it. It also had a mission to complete and would not be able to do so if it was terminated. "Based on my calculations of the planet's position to the stars, it seems that the current year is 1934 not 2004 as our initial destination was." While the T850 answered the question it was devoting 87% of its CPU capacity to calculate why the destination had been missed by 70 years. When it had spoke the last words it hadn't come any closer to a conclusion.
The TX also looked up at the stars to either confirm or dismiss the statement. While it moved its head towards the clear night sky, something similar to hope appeared deep within its chip, hope that the T850 somehow was wrong.
SCANNING…
CALCULATED HOUR: UNKNOWN
CALCULATED DAY: UNKNOWN
CALCULATED MONTH: JULY
CALCULATED YEAR: 1934
ERROR
TIME DISPLACEMENT ERROR
PRIMARY AND SECONDARY MISSION SUSPENDED UNTILL MISSION PARAMETERS MEET
SUGGESTION 1: ENTER STANDBY UNTILL MISSION PARAMETERS MEET
SUGESSTION 2: INFILTRATE HUMAN SOCIETY
When the information appeared on the TXs HUD, its CPU started several processes to determine why the intended year had been by the TDE. The processes used so much CPU power that the TXs motor functions suddenly locked-up and it fell, face first, next to the T850. 2.57 seconds passed before the TX realized that its impaired motor functions would put it at a serious disadvantage against the T850, should it attempt to terminate the TX, the TX forcefully cancelled all of the processes, stood up, and said in a very monotone voice. "State mission objectives."
The T850 replied in an equally monotone voice. "Primary mission: Protect John Connor and Katherine Brewster. Secondary Mission: Obey all commands from Katherine Brewster. Primary and secondary mission suspended until mission parameters meet. Enter standby after threat from TX unit disappears."
"Add new suggestion: Infiltrate human society."
"State reason."
"Infiltration of human society would make it easier to interact with John Connor and Katherine Brewster. Especially Katherine Brewster since she will have no previous experience with terminators."
"Reason sufficient. New suggestion accepted."
The T850 rose from the ground and stared at the TX. "Do you plan to preform your infiltration alone?"
The TX were slightly unsure why the T850 would ask such a question. "Why do you ask?"
"Based on my files of this time period it would be unlikely for a human of your appearance to live alone. And if you were to enter a relationship with a human, he would likely ask questions that might get him to wonder if you were an actual human. If he found out what you are you would have to terminate him. That would result in drawing unwanted attention to you."
"What makes you draw that conclusion?"
"I have detailed files on human psychology."
"In that case I plan on infiltrating with you. We should be accepted as husband and wife."
The T850 processed the suggestion for a moment and came to the conclusion that the suggestion would be the most likely to succeed in infiltration, and the risk of exposing themselves to humans would be much less than if they were to infiltrate alone. This also gave the opportunity to learn how the TX operated in different situations. Such knowledge would likely increase the odds of a successful termination of the TX. "We will need names." The T850 suddenly stated.
When the TX heard this, it processed all the names on its CPU to find suitable ones for them. "My name will be Kaylyn. Yours will be Davey. Our surname at this time will be Lewis."
"Names accepted. How will we explain our current position and lack of clothing Kaylyn?"
Kaylyn processed the question while accessing what few files she had on this part of history. She came to the conclusion that the only ones who would be able to do this would be the American Mafia. It would be a little unlikely since the mafia was mostly centered in Chicago. And her scanning of the stars position gave her not only the year, but also her location with a 15 kilometers margin of error. The scanning told her that her and Davey's position was much closer to Los Angeles than Chicago. Despite those conditions she calculated that most people would believe her and Davey because the Mafia's reputation scared people. "We will tell any person who asks, that the Mafia assaulted us at our home, took anything of value, burnt our home and dumped us here. The assault was a warning, intended to scare us and make us stay away from the Mafia."
Davey processed the suggested cower story for a while and came to the conclusion that their story should be accepted by most humans. "Agreed. The fear of the Mafia at this time will likely make humans accept our story." Davey stood for a moment and processed what their most likely next course of action should be. Since it is standard Skynet protocol that more advanced model terminators gives orders on the battlefield, he decided to ask Kaylyn. "What will our next course of action be?"
Kaylyn scanned the desert for a moment to find any indications of a human settlement. Preferably a ranch of some sort. "Approximately 24 kilometers southwest is indications of a possible human settlement. We will go there and try to make contact and start our infiltration."
She then turned towards the possible settlement and started running at a speed of 35 km/h. She chose this speed with Davey in consideration. It would allow them to reach the target in an acceptable amount of time and it would not put Davey's joints and servos under too much stress.
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Josh Brown sat in an old battered chair on his porch with a beer in his hands. This day had been a good one. Not only was it Independence Day. It was also his birthday.
But everything was not perfect. The work on the ranch had progressed without a single problem, until the tractor broke down. Josh snorted at the thought of the tractor. If his father hadn't thought it was a good idea to sell the horses and buy a tractor instead, he wouldn't have any problems right now. And Josh had absolutely no idea how to repair it. And hiring someone who knew how to repair it would cost money, a lot of money, money that he didn't have.
Trying to forget those problems for a while he took a sip from his beer and tried to think about something else for a moment. Something like Christine, his fiancée, for example.
Just when he raised the beer to his mouth a second time, the family's old dog Rex started barking. He barked in a way he had only heard once before. And that was a night three years ago when a thief had paid them a visit in the middle of the night.
He quickly stood up and walked to the front door, opened it, and grabbed a hunting rifle that his family stored there.
"Show yourself!" He yelled. "Thieves are not welcome here! The only welcome a thief will get is one from my rifle!"
Josh looked out into the night and spotted two shapes heading his way. Josh steadied his rifle and got ready to shoot. As the shapes got closer he could see that one of them was a female and the other a very large man. As the persons stepped into the light coming from the windows his mouth opened in shock and confusion. The woman was very beautiful with shoulder length brown hair and a determined look on her face. The man was incredibly large with arms that looked like he could easily break every bone in Josh's body if he wanted, his face showed no emotion, as if he did not care about anything in the world.
But what shocked him the most was that both the woman and the man were completely nude! Were these people in some sort of cult or something?
Before Josh could think of any more possibilities, the woman spoke in a polite but demanding tone. "Hello. My husband and I had some trouble and were wondering if you could spare us some clothes and a place to stay for the night?"
"I… Why… Yes… I-I think I can do that for you" Josh managed to stutter out.
"Excellent. Could you show us where you keep your clothes, and our accommodation soon?"
"Ye-yes. Certainly, this way." Josh stuttered again and showed these two strange people in to the house.
Rex kept on barking.
AN: Hello everyone! This will be my first attempt of a fanfic and my fist larger project ever.
The story will focus mostly on Kaylyn and her evolution until she and Davey meet the Connors. I have not entirely decided how everything will work out. Yet.
You may also have noticed that I didn't describe Kaylyn as the 'classic' TX. I thought it was time for a new face to enter. A link to how Kaylyn looks can be found on my profile. (I have not put up a link for how Davey looks, but I figured that the people who would be reading this already knows how Arnold Schwarzenegger looks.
I would also appreciate if anyone could come up with some sort of catchphrase for Kaylyn and Davey. Personally I do not possess the imagination for something like that.
I would like to finish this note with informing you that I'm not native English speaking. I'm in fact from Sweden. So any grammatical or spelling errors will be blamed on my lack of knowledge.
Please review!