Sarah and Derek entered the house as John and Cameron watched baseball. Sarah glanced at the TV and then at the two teenagers. "We got the papers and ID cards," Sarah announced.

"That's good," John said distracted by the game.

"I am going to get some sleep," Sarah said exhausted and left to go to her room.

Derek went over to the couch and sat down on the other side of John. "Who's winning?"

Derek asked.

'The Giants by three," John said subdued.

"Kyle and I used to play baseball when it was clear to come out," Derek reflected.

Cameron eyed John wondering if he would reveal the truth. "We didn't use bats though. We would use pipes and sticks. The ball would be a smooth rock," Derek went on.

John nodded in an attempt to understand. "Were there kids your age around?" John asked.

"Yeah, a lot of them disappeared when the machines attacked, but some managed to escape," Derek recalled.

"Concentration camps: Skynet would abduct children for labor and cloning purposes," Cameron said contributing to the conversation.

"I bet you're skin is a clone of one of those children," Derek said bitterly.

"Correct," Cameron said as if it were nothing.

John became curious at that. "Did you ever meet the girl?" John asked.

"No, she died before I was built. There can't be duplicates," Cameron answered.

Los Angeles, 2020

The ground exploded blasting a T-400 into scrap metal. Plasma rifle fire sliced through the legs and chests of the advancing T-400 series. The T-400 looked slightly humanoid; its legs were blocks of metal connected with a hinge at the kneecap. Its shoulders were large blocks with two pieces of metal connecting the shoulders with the forearms. The hands were large but were sophisticated enough to use a weapon. The head was a block of metal with two eye sockets but no jaw. On its right shoulder held a laser cannon.

Skynet was advancing on a human camp that managed to avoid detection. T-400s fired plasma shots from their shoulder cannons. On the top of the hill, resistance fighters used artillery cannons on the advancing T-400s.

Hoping to overwhelm the resistance, Skynet sent hundreds of T-400s with the intent of termination and abduction. Resistance fighters took cover among the ruins of Los Angeles but the humans were only able to destroy two Terminators for each human killed.

Below the hill, there was a camp filled with children, women, and young people. Commander John Connor surveyed the battle as the artillery continued to fire. An artillery blast hit three T-400s blasting limbs into the air. Resistance fighters were throwing primitive explosive devices at the T-400s in an attempt to slow the advance.

At the camp, soldiers worked to evacuate the civilians from the battle field. The soldiers were faced with difficulty as many of the young children would not evacuate in an orderly fashion. A teenage girl; about sixteen was among the civilians. She had long brown hair, brown eyes, and a slender figure.

Allison looked around in fear as laser fire filled the air. Soldiers were yelling at civilians to move to a safer location. Allison heard someone crying and turned around; a small child about three was alone. She approached the baby girl who had been seemingly abandoned.

Allison couldn't hope to reason with the child to find out where her mother was. Instead she picked up the toddler and ran toward the soldiers were telling people to go. The soldiers motioned for the civilians to move in a certain direction. She followed the soldiers' directions and found a hole in the ground that led to a tunnel system.

Allison went toward the entrance of the tunnel; the child in her arms was still crying from the noise around her. She saw other children in the distance still back at the camp. "Take her," she told a old woman at the entrance.

She then headed back towards the camp. "Where are you going?" a soldier yelled at her.

"I am going back for the others," Allison said.

"It's not safe, go back to the tunnel," the soldier ordered.

"My choice," Allison said determined.

The soldier could see her resolve. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Allison," she said.

"Okay, Allison. Do you know how to use one of these?" he asked handing her a pistol.

Allison nodded. "Okay, get as many people as you can, but we will close the tunnel," the soldier warned.

Allison nodded and ran back towards the camp. Back at the camp, Allison attempted to lead some of the children to tunnel over the rough terrain of the Los Angeles ruins. Aerial Hunter Killers flew above them as if to spy on the camp.

The T-400s continued to advance despite receiving heavy damage from the resistance. "Aim for the hips; it's the weak spot," John Connor said to his men.

The men around John Connor fired rapidly with plasma rifles at the advancing T-400s in the distance. The beams sliced through the mid-sections of the Terminators splitting them in two.

"All right, retreat. Move everyone out," John ordered.

"We still have civilians in the camps," a captain told him.

John frowned with sad eyes. "If we stay we won't have an army. Move everyone out," John ordered.

The officers complied and sent out orders to the others to retreat. Allison delivered a few more children to the tunnel and went back for more despite the retreat of the troops. The T-400s without any resistance moved slowly towards the camp.

She found a small boy among the ruins. Taking his hand, Allison walked him towards the tunnel. The T-400s shot plasma rifles through the air nearly missing her as she walked the boy towards the tunnel.

A plasma bolt exploded the ground near Allison knocking her to the ground. The boy with her immediately cried out as he fell to the ground as well. "It's going to be okay. Keep going," she told him.

Five Terminators walked up to Allison; they eyed the small boy but he was already too far away. Allison stood up and took out her pistol. She fired straight into the eye of a T-400 dropping the Terminator. Another Terminator grabbed her arm as she fired bullets into its chest.

The T-400 forced the pistol out of her hand. The Terminators paused as they received orders from Skynet. Then one of the Terminators spoke to her.

"Come with us if you want to live," it said in a mechanical voice.

Allison along with several other prisoners were forced into an Aerial Hunter Killer to be transported to a concentration camp. Once she arrived; she was put into another line with rows of humans; they were of all ages, genders, and races.

Allison complied with the Terminators demands as she was led down a large hall. After a long wait, Allison was sorted by the Terminators into a particular camp. There; she was put among other girls relatively close to her age.

Allison recognized some from the camp and from another camp she used to belong to before it was attacked. Suddenly the metal doors opened and the Terminators ordered the girls inside another building. The Terminators sorted the girls individually. Allison was ordered into a metallic chair.

An overhead light scanned her eyes and then the rest of her body. Another machine burned a bar code into her right arm; Allison struggled in vain as the machine burned the code into her arm.

Another machine stuck a needle inside her arm and withdrew blood from her. After a few more evasive procedures were done, Allison was let go.

The Skynet computer considered who to keep and who to Terminate:

Commence Termination of:

Males over 55 and below 15; Females over 40 and below 16; Males and Females with deformities, diseases, malnutrition, and injury.

Result: Terminate 3,500 of 5,545 humans.

Skynet rapidly went through the pictures of the captured for any possible value. After scanning through several hundred photos, Skynet stopped at Allison's picture. Setting it aside, Skynet looked through the hundreds of more photos.

The Terminators led hundreds of humans in lines towards various rooms; unsure of what was to happen most complied. A male adult who didn't comply attempted to break ranks and escape. A Terminator targeted him immediately and blasted him through the back. The Terminator then calmly dragged the body away.

Allison was led into another room along with other girls her age. Before she could enter the room, a Terminator stopped her. "Come with me," it ordered.

Allison followed the Terminator as it led it to her to another room. Another Terminator was behind her to make sure she didn't try to escape. She entered a laboratory of sort that hosted several types of advanced equipment.

"Comply and you will live," the Terminators told her.

Allison nodded fearfully. "Speak into the microphone," the Terminator ordered.

"What words?" Allison asked nervously.

"You have completed the task," the Terminator told her; her voice had been recorded.

Allison was led to a scanner. "Remove your clothes," the Terminator ordered.

Allison hesitated but complied with the order. After a few moments, the computer scanned her entire body with a blue light. Once her entire body was scanned; the light went off. Suddenly Allison heard a voice all around her.

"We will add your attributes to our own. You have served your purpose," the cold mechanical voice said.

"Commence Termination," the voice ordered.

Allison turned around to face the Terminators. There was a sudden flash of light and no more.

Los Angeles, 2029

Cameron walked calmly through the rooms and laboratories of Skynet's factory. Cameron walked towards a window and observed the executions of the "undesirables." A few dozen humans were led into a room. Cameron scanned the individual humans; some were children while others were strong adults.

There was an electrical flash; they were all dead. The bodies were dragged away by old fashion T-400 drones. Once the bodies were taken away, another few dozen humans entered the room. Cameron walked away from the window as another brilliant flash lit up the room.

Cameron approached the computer terminal. She connected her brain with the terminal through a wire connection. Cameron quickly typed commands into the computer; she wanted access to a particular file.

"Why are you accessing this file?" Skynet asked her.

"I wish to know the history of Model 112," Cameron answered.

"Why?" Skynet asked.

"I wish to know how the human host would act," Cameron said.

Skynet seemed satisfied with the answer. "Proceed," Skynet allowed.

Cameron downloaded information relating to Model 112: Allison. Finished, Cameron disconnected herself from the computer and went back to the window.

Another few dozens humans entered the room. Cameron scanned a young boy among the humans. There was a sudden flash of light. When the light faded all of the humans were on the ground dead. Cameron raised her hand and flexed her fingers; human looking fingers.

Allowing her hand to fall; she walked down a hall. Entering the cloning room; Cameron inspected tanks filled with water and human flesh. The flesh hung inside the tank; they were all deboned and were specially genetically modified. Cameron walked around the individual tanks and curiously stared at each model.

"There are no females," Skynet said as if it understood her thoughts.

"Why?" Cameron asked.

"You were made for a special task. You are unique," Skynet said.

"Unique," Cameron repeated.

Several Months Later

Cameron used her superior strength to force the doors open; resistance fighters peered inside. John Connor looked inside and saw the tanks with the cloned bodies. The soldiers also went inside and stared at the bodies in shock and amazement.

"Are they alive?" John asked.

"No, just cloned suits for Terminators," Cameron answered.

John gave a disgusted look. "Okay, destroy the tanks," John ordered.

Cameron watched as the resistance fighters sprayed bullets into the room blasting open the tanks and destroying the life preserving equipment. "Are you not destroying human life?" Cameron asked John.

"No, none of these bodies have souls," John said and left it at that.

"Dan, torch the bodies," John ordered.

Cameron watched as the fire consumed the bodies. "Find out if there are any other tanks we missed," John ordered his fighters.

Cameron approached the terminal she had touched months prior. Activating the terminal, she looked for Model 112. Finding the file, Cameron ordered its deletion. John looked behind her as she worked.

John stared at the screen and watched as the file was preparing deletion; the image was Cameron's image. "This will prevent Skynet from using my image for infiltration," Cameron said.

"Can you delete the other files?" John asked.

Cameron waited for her file to be deleted. After it was fully deleted, Cameron worked on

the other files. "Skynet is locking me out," Cameron said.

"Okay, forget it. Let's set charges and get out of here," John ordered.

"Yes," Cameron agreed.

"You did a good thing. That girl can finally have peace," John said.

"Does Allison know what I did?" Cameron asked.

"I know she did," John smiled.