System: has booted up.

I open my eyes taking in the surroundings being gray. I am at the corner of the room with my back slumped to the edge. My foot has since healed as I notice. What is Skynet? One of the many questions lingering in my mind. I see a door right across with a square window right above the knob that has a strangely carved handle lacking screws.

The door opens.

In came John Connor with a chair.

The door closes behind John Connor.

John puts the chair down then sat in the chair.

"Who are you?" John asks.

I cover my private part.

"T-11," I said. "And you are John Connor. What is The Resisstence? What is Skynet? What is a Terminator?"

"You have no idea what you are," John said, in disbelief rubbing his chin.

It occurred to me that John is ignoring me covering my private.

"I am something, definitely," I said.

"You are a cybernetic organism," John said. "You are a cyborg," He looks over tilting his head acting puzzled. "How did you grow skin so quickly?"

I blink.

That is a good question.

"I don't know," I said. "I only know my name."

"Your full name, tell me," John said.

"Terminator T-800 Cyberdyne Systems Model 11," I said. "I only know it because it came up during my system start up, you onlined me."

John raises a brow.

"You are not the infiltrator model," John said.

"Infiltrator," I said. "I do not know what that word means."

"It means to enter or gain access to an organization/ place surreptitiously and gradually, especially in order to acquire secret information," John said. "Or to kill the leader of the Resistance." My files display he is the leader of the Resistance. "T-11, what is your mission?"

"Mission?" I repeat. "I have no mission," I did not like where this conversation is going. "And I would like some articles of clothing. This is very embarrassing for me to be speaking with another; naked."

"You are a hybrid," John said, getting up from the chair.

I blink.

"I am a-what?" I ask.

"A hybrid," John said.

"But you just said I am a Terminator!" I said.

"Which has hair,blood,skin,flesh grown for it," John said. "You have a different type of hyperalloy combat chassis." He opens the door. "You are on no one's side. We can use some one like you against Skynet."