The Terminator with a soul

by TFALokiwriter

T-11 strolled right in to the Resistance but was met with some speculation about his true motives and at first not many people trusted T-11. T-11 does have his problems on his first week that accumulate to what is least expected. This story takes place in the year 2025 right outside of LA. T-11 finds himself falling for a human. Who exactly? Elizabeth Collins.

14. Mission accomplishedd

Ba-boom!

I am sent flying through wall material, burned and wounded, landing in the hall.

Designation: Terminator T-800 Cyberdyne Systems Model 11.

Short designation: T-11

I struggle to get up but my legs collapsed making me land on my side.

Human name: Tyler Eleven.

God, does my hand burn.

Nickname: Ty.

I held my hand up seeing it burn showing specks of metal sticking out. Smoke is everywhere around me. I lower my head down on my elbow feeling relatively cold. The ground beneath me is burning letting off steam as though I had recently been transported. There is a crater around me on the floor. Light and imminent dark footsteps head my way. I feel the side of my face only to encounter metal. I am still here, I am in control of my body, and still Terminator.

"State your name!" A young man demands.

"Which...one?" I ask.

"The name you go by," The young man said.

I look up taking my head off my elbow recognizing the man to be Kyle Reese.

"Terminator or human?" I ask.

I feel pretty weak.

"Okay, that is so T-11 speaking," I hear Washman said. "Without a face."

Washman comes over but as he did Kyle stops him grabbing his arm.

"This could be another prototype for all we know," Kyle said.

Washman frowns.

"He is not exactly attacking us," Washman said, taking his arm back.

My head fell back down on my elbow.

"You have a point," Kyle said.

Washman then comes over to me, finally, as did Kyle. Smoke is in my sight. The two men help me up then make their way back in the direction they were coming from. My screen sizzles changing from red to blue occasionally. My eyes drift to opening and closing. Sound became mute to my ears as I lower my head heaving a sigh. That is when I notice my legs do not have skin,boots, but what it did have is a merged combination of metal and bone. Hyperalloy and bone working together as one. I look away towards the direction both men are heading.

"What about Roberts?" Washman asks.

"He can take care of himself," Kyle said.

Oh Roberts, I thought.

"He cannot survive long with five dozen rounds," Washman said.

Left and right there are frozen Terminators.

"Why are they not moving?" Washman asks, puzzled.

"They probably got a virus," Kyle said.

"The virus..." I mumble. "It worked."

With the virus Doctor Brown had made is a 'freeze' mechanism that works after a period of time in the infected systems. It only works for an hour and just in this sector because otherwise Skynet is still working around all over the planet in some way. The door is so wide that Washman and Kyle get through with me. I saw a hovering Helicopter lowering to the ground with blades whirling and other helicopters getting filled by people. The two men help me into the helicopter onto a bed.

I have one arm on my chest and another hanging off the side of the bed.

"That is Tyler Eleven," Washman said.

"Where is Roberts?" Britchardson asks.

"MIA, for now," Kyle said as I turn my head to the side watching the building explode.

My eyes close.

System: Turning off to sleep.