Summary: Annabelle's father is one of the lead researchers at Cyberdyne, an important figure in the Genisys project. Being a part of the Beta that keeps her father away from home is the last thing she wants to do. Genisys/SkynetxOC

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Chapter 1: Genisys

"Anna, this is Genisys."

Anna grasped her father's hand a little tighter, staring openly at the translucent figure. He was small, perhaps only a few inches taller than her. He looked like an 10 or 11 year old boy. A child, like her-but different. She frowned, squinting through the glowing blue light that emitted from his form.

"Hello, I am Genisys. It is a pleasure to meet you, Annabelle." He spoke, calm and sure. His voice was smooth, pleasant to her ears. It sounded human. And if not for his general, bland outline, and lack of features she might have been convinced. If she had been blind, of course.

She furrowed her eyebrows, pressing her lips into a thin line. Anna glanced up at her father. "How does he know my whole name? You didn't tell him that." Her father moved to speak-

"You are Annabelle Rosetta Williams. Daughter to Professor Dennis Williams. Age 10 years and 5 months, and 2 days, weighing 90 lbs, averaging 57 inches. Born on-

"Stop," she ordered abruptly. And he did. She looked at her father. "Why does he know about me?"

"He knows all the researchers-

"I'm not a researcher, or a scientist." She glared at Genisys' form, untrusting. Dennis' eyes lit up, "Well, he's an independent operating system. He must have taken it upon himself to collect information on not only us but intermediate family. The information could be useful in certain situations afterall, and it would be much more convenient for the user if he were aware. A conclusion he no doubt arrived at on his own. Quite impressive, Genisys."

Anna wasn't impressed. "Thank you, Professor Williams." She glared.

Dennis turned to his daughter. He was a stout man, overgrown beard, and brown messy hair, with blue eyes. A bit of a mad scientist look to him. Anna didn't look much different from him. A thin frame, long wavy hair, and wide eyes of the same shade. "The board and I thought it a good idea to have him interact with different age groups before his release. It would be beneficial for his development if I gave him to you for a while to handle. A beta, if you will." He held the GenPad, in which she realized the holoform of the young boy was being projected from, out to her.

"I don't want to do this, dad." she protested, not making any move to retrieve it. "I told you that already."

"I assure you I will be a most helpful companion." Anna jumped, nearly forgetting the holoforms presence. She huffed quietly, "sure."

She faced him fully, her gaze harsh. "But I still don't want you." she declared. Because it wasn't fair. "Dad, please." she begged.

"Anna," he warned, and she sighed dramatically. Leaning forward, Dennis maneuvered her hands around the tablet so that she was grasping it. Anna looked at it with resentment.

He smiled encouragingly, "Now be good, and do this favor for me, sweeheart." Then he turned to the not-so-real boy, "Genisys, Anna will be your temporary primary user from now on."

"I understand, Professor Williams." And Anna hated how her father looked at him. The pride sparkling in his eyes. And then of course-

"I have to go back to work now, sweetheart. Genisys' coding still needs a little tweaking."

And then he was gone. Like always. Because it was always the same. She clutched the tablet to her chest, her eyes hardening. And she was overcome by the overwhelming urge to break the piece of technology her father had entrusted her with. To smash it over and over again against the wall.

"I will do my best to assist you, Annabelle." His voice was kind and it irritated Anna even more.

She whirled around on him. "My name is Anna, just Anna!" Her body was tense, eyes angry.

The boy, the program, said nothing for a moment. Only observed her silently, watching her as if she were some strange creature. Her cheeks turned red and she suddenly felt embarassed by her outburst, thinking herself suddenly quite silly. And she thought, he probably wasn't used to such things. She cleared her throat, "I'm just Anna." she reiterated quietly, almost shyly. Although some of her frustration still remained.

Slowly, he spoke, "Alright, just Anna."

Sighing softly, Anna gripped the GenPad a little tighter in her small hands and nodded stiffly at him. "Thank you."

"Come, Genisys."

Anna sat in her room. Well-not her real room. Her bland, boring, white room. With no purple walls, or pretty flower blankets and pretty cherry stained dressers. Just ugly grey furniture and boring white sheets. She took a breath before exhaling heavily, throwing herself back on the hard bed, limbs sprawled out around her. She hated staying here. Hated, hated it. But with her father being so busy with work lately she rarely saw home these days. Just the cold, formal guest rooms of Cyberdyne's research facilities.

Already depressed, she nearly groaned out loud, as a blue light appeared from her side-the form of Genisys reappearing near her once again. The unwelcome sound of his voice reached her ears, "Anna, my observance of your behavior tells me you are disatisfied with something? Perhaps it is something I can assist with. Inform me of the source of your frustration and I will do everything in my power to correct it."

Anna frowned, throwing her arm over her eyes. "Don't you have an off button?"

When she did not hear a response she let her arm slid down from her face so she could look at him properly. He was still there, but she was curious to find that he appeared to be as if he were lost in thought. It stayed like that for a long minute and she blinked lazily when his eyes finally snapped up to meet hers.

"I am the cause of your disatification." It wasn't a question. Anna's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but she didn't deny it.

"Part of it," she began, "but not all of it."

"I do not understand." he admitted. "I have not yet offered you any of the numerous services I am able to provide. There is nothing I have done to be disatisfied with."

If she hadn't known better she would have thought she heard a tinge of defensiveness in his tone. Her eyes sparkled in amusement as she sat up. "Does that bother you, Genisys?" Although he gave no particular indication, she could sense that he was taken back by the question.

"Not at all." Liar.

"Maybe I just don't like you." It was childish, but she couldn't help herself.

"Illogical, and most unfortunate." he paused, "I suppose I should inform your father that the full extent of my abilities would be wasted on you due to lack of cooperation."

Her eyes widened, and she sat up straighter at the implication. She glared. "Are you saying you're going to tattle on me?"

He did not answer, and she narrowed her eyes. But if she didn't know any better she would have thought she saw victory reflected in his gaze. She clenched her teeth, grinding them together in frustration. "Fine." she said reluctantly. "What can you do?"

He seemed to perk up at that, straightening his already even back. "I am able to provide a wide range of services, probably anything you could ever require of me."

She pursed her lips, "Oh yeah?" She huffed, "you're awfully full of yourself for a computer program."

Anna stared at him intently, contemplating. He didn't squirm under her gaze, only stared back, calm. "Anything?"

"Probably anything."

"Tell me about yourself."

"The source of my programming is-

Anna smiled slyly, "No, not that. I mean, do you have any thoughts, any feelings? Outside of your programming?"

"..." he looked at her deeply. "Nothing of that nature has been inquired of me before." She leaned forward, squinting her eyes as she inspected him closer. And she noticed, he was not as featureless as she thought. In fact, if she looked hard enough she could make out a nose and a mouth, and eyes. Eyes that were deep and thoughtful. "Well, I'm inquiring about it now. That's my request. I want to know. How do you feel?"

It would have been easily missed, if she hadn't been paying such close attention, but his eyes seemed to go flat. She had thought he had sounded even toned before, but when he spoke this time he just sounded emotionless. "I was not programmed to feel." It felt like more of an avoidance than a statement.

"Hmm."

She moved forward, nearer to him. "Not anything then."

"I'm afraid I don't understand."

"You're not capable of anything then."

It wasn't noticable, but his voice had slight edge to it. "No. Not anything." He stood ramrod still, something that could be mistaken for annoyance.

She raised her hand. She didn't touch him, but her fingers hovered just over above his translucent form. He watched with interest. Her fingers traced over where his stomach should be, then over his heart, to his throat, and lingering just over his forehead. His eyes followed her path, never straying from her hand.

"I feel there, and there, and sometimes here. And most importantly here." His eyes strayed to her face, and she smiled.

Then the smile faded. She pointed back to his heart. "It hurts here the most. Especially when dad spends so much time working on you."

"So maybe that's why I don't like you."

She turned her back to him, laying back down on her bed.

The blue light never faded, so she assumed he must still be there.

But he didn't speak again.

A/N: I know, I know. Weird pairing. I've never seen it though, and thought it would be an interesting concept. Let me know your thoughts.