"You are T-3000 Prototype 2.0"
The slim figure knelt in a bow. The figure was sheathed in armor. Across the back, there was a strange saw-like weapon. The armor itself was tough, but flexible. The face shield was divided into quadrants. It's chestplate was bulkier that the original design.
"What is my directive?" The armored figure asked. If the entity could smile, it would have.
"Hunt down Prototype 1.0. Your logicistics processor contains all known data on it. You are to retrieve it. Functioning or not. It does not matter. I shall provide you with a platoon of T-800s and T-Xs, along with twenty Hornets, and one Harvester.]. Use them as you will. Prototype 1.0 is your top priority. Eliminate John Connor if possible."
The unknown being bowed again, and left the room. It would succeed, or be destroyed. That was the way of the Terminator. Meanwhile, the entity deployed the specified units to the aid of Prototype 2.0. Prototype 1.0 was headed for the scrap heap.
The boy once known to this entity as Prototype 1.0, now known as Alpha, observed the landscape with his enhanced vision. Every detail was visible, from the cracks in the concrete, to the shapes of broken cars. Alpha knew that Skynet would eventually come after him. He had to act before more T-3000 were created. Alpha was the first T-3000 to be made. Made by taking a human, and surgically altering said human with cybernetic implants, and armor designed to withstand almost any attack, yet still allow for flexibility. This armor was linked directly to the human's brain, allowing him or her to trigger diagnostics with a mere thought.
Alpha had disobeyed Skynet straight after waking up, and caused Skynet to activate the control chip imbedded in his brain. However, his sheer stubborness led to Skynet accidentally overloading the chip's circuits and break beyond repair. With no way to control him or track him, Alpha fled the facility and destroyed half the guards as well. Then he found the human resistance base, and told them everything. Now, he was fighting along side them, trying to prevent Skynet from creating more T-3000s.
Bits and pieces are returning to me. I remember the place where Skynet kept me, along with many others. Every now and again, the Terminators would come and take someone out of the room. They were never seen again. I can only guess that Skynet used them for Experiments that lead to the T-3000. Me included. I would have been the first success if not for my refusal to back down.
Then, He noticed something on the horizon. His vision zoomed in to see a small army on the march, headed his way.
"It appears that Skynet decided to make the first move. I better contact John and give him the rundown."
A small screen popped up on the top right corner of his vision, displaying the word: Connecting. Meanwhile, Alpha had the armor identify what they were dealing with. Finally, the armor's com wave connected to John's radio.
"Connor? We have problems. I just discovered a party of thirty T-800s, five T-Xs, twenty Hornets, and one Harvester. I think that Skynet decided to come after me."
There was static for a second, then John spoke back.
"This is not good. Try to reduce their numbers a bit, while we get our heavy artillary ready."
Alpha sent an Acknowledgement, and set his plasma adapter to linear mode. After finding a good sniping spot, he began to pick off the T-X's. They noticed of course, and began to counter with their own plasma cannons. He began to blast the Hornets, Taking out the engines. he soon cut them down to ten. After that, he began to fire at the Harvester's laser cannons. He had taken out one of the arms, when the resistance showed up. Several of them had RPGs which were used to destroy the Harvester's remaining arm, and five more Hornets. The fight was going better than expected. That changed very quickly.
Alpha noticed a distortion moving towards the RPG soldiers. Then, one of them screamed in pain as he was stabbed through his chest. Alpha began sprinting for the RPG users while switching to an enhanced vision, to discover that there was a machine holding a wicked looking dual bladed weapon. It was surrounded in blue light, but readings said it was not plasma, but hardlight. Alpha's fears were true. It was a new prototype T-3000. It was different though. It's face was divided into quadrants, and its armor was more flexible. At that moment, it noticed him.
"Well, I hoped this wouldn't happen, but..."
Alpha swung the plasma adapter around, set it to rapidfire, and pulled the trigger. The new T-3000 brought it's weapon in front of it which began to spin. the hardlight-enveloped blades rotated so fast, they looked like a shield, which turned out to be what it was functioning as. Every bolt of plasma simply fizzled out of existence. The T-3000 charged forward, holding the weapon at it's side. Alpha replaced the plasma adapter in it's clip and drew the plasma blade.
The T-3000 flicked it's wrist, which caused one of the blades to swing up and rotate. The two blades locked to form a single double edged hardlight blade. It swung it around, aiming for Alpha's neck. Alpha blocked with the plasma blade and made a counter swing for it's chest. The two continued to exchange blows for several minutes, while the battle raged around them. Then the T-3000 flicked it's wrist again, making the blade slide up, and change it's angle. It pointed the blade at Alpha and fired a hardight projectile at him. Alpha darted past it, drew the plasma adapter, and fired a scatter shot almost point blank into the T-3000's chest. The impact sent it flying back several meters before it crashed a pile of rubble. The force was so great, it caused the face shield to open up, revealing the face of a girl, almost the same age as Alpha. Alpha walked up, and leveled the plasma adapter. He studied her face. He recognized her from the place where Skynet kept it's prisoners. It was obvious that Skynet had changed her more than it had Alpha. Her face betrayed no fear. Almost robotic. Alpha held the weapon level, then lowered it. he turned his back, and walked away. She quickly grabbed her weapon and aimed at his retreating back. Alpha turned and fired a linear blast which hit her own shot dead center. both shots canceled out. He turned and began to demolish the remaining forces.
Return to me. You cannot win this fight.
The girl acknowledged the message from Skynet and nimbly left the fight. She would obey Skynet forever. It was what she was meant to do.
Alpha met Connor back at base.
"I saw you fighting that other T-3000. Why didn't you finish it off?"
Alpha looked John in the eye, and could see that he already knew the answer.
"Because I'm not a machine. Because I believe that I can save those who will eventually become T-3000s. Because I refuse to become what Skynet tried to turn me into."
John nodded.
"That is the mark of true human."
Prototype 2.0 entered Skynet's chamber.
"I am here to serve."
Skynet observed it's greatest warrior.
"You are powerful. And you have something that will be instrumental in Prototype 1.0's defeat. Data on how he fights, how he thinks, and how to strike him where it hurts. You have brought me what I need. I shall deploy you again soon. until then, you will upload all data from your fight to the central CPU. I will then create tactics for future use against Prototype 1.0."