Chapter 0.2

Wall-E & Eve. The Great Battle


The Skynet tank rolled slowly across the desolate LA landscape. Surrounding it were Endoskeletons of various models armed with Plasma Rifles as their eyes scanned their surroundings.

"General, we got 'em in our sights, targets confirmed, fourteen targets; six 800s, four Trip – Eights and three 900s, and a single Mark 3 Tank, orders?"

The Skynet Machines had no idea that they were in the sights of Resistance troops. The Squad leader spoke quietly into the portable radio slung over the back of one of his men.

"We want them all captured if possible, the 900s are your primary capture targets, the rest … well they're a bonus." Came the voice of Cameron Connor. "You're men should have been equipped with Electrical Dart Guns yes?"

The soldier turned back as his men hoisted up large cylindrical weapons nicknamed 'The Stunner' by the Resistance, inside were magnetic darts that would unleash a high torrent of electricity, these had been greatly beneficial in the capturing enemy units as they would reboot until the darts had been removed.

"We got them ma'am." The Squad leader replied.

"Is your secondary team in position?" she asked.

The Squad leader turned towards a soldier with night vision binoculars. "Are they ready?" he asked.

The soldier looked then moved his arms in sign. "They're ready sir."

"They're ready ma'am." He informed her.

"You have your orders." She said with finality.

The Squad leader turned to his men and gave them a simple nod. "I want stunners upfront, everyone else give them support."

The Resistance soldiers move along the war torn debris, then ducked behind a set of vehicles. The Squad Leader tapped his scout and raised three fingers, the scout nodded silently and rose up using his binoculars to signal to the other squad, he seemed to get a reply as he knelt back down.

"They're ready sir."

"On the count of three, I want stunners to unload on the Tank and the 900s." he ordered them, he looked to his scout. "Okay ready? … Three."

The Scout held up his right hand three fingers up.

"Two …"

Two fingers.

"One."

The middle finger.

"let's do this …" he whispered to himself. "FIRE!" he cried

The Stunners moved out from their cover and fired a barrage of magnetic darts at the Tank and the 900s. Multiple darts slammed into the body of the tank, the Machine going berserk as the electrical current rushed around it's body, causing it's Plasma Cannons to fire at random objects.

The 900s shook slightly before opening fire on their enemies followed quickly by the 800s and Triple Eights.

Soldier ducked for cover as plasma flew their way, others moved leaned out and fired back.

"Keep 'em pinned." The Squad Leader yelled as he rose up and fired his Stunner at a single 900 it's body went through a spasm and twitched, slowly it recovered but it's movement were much more jerky and slow.

The other Endos saw what was happening and reached out to remove the darts only for light Plasma and Armor piercing rounds to strike them in their back and arms.

"POUR IT ON 'EM!" the Squad Leader yelled as more darts rained down upon the Skynet units.

The Tank's cannons had stopped firing and now the whole Machine was simply spinning around in circles while it's cannons spun around. The 900s were fairing no better, one had already fallen to it's knees before it's systems overloaded and forced into a permanent shut down, the other two followed suit not too long after.

There was no cover for them, the ambush had gone according to John's plan. All Skynet units had shut down.

"YES! Fantastic fucking work gentlemen." The Squad leader cheered to his men on a successful mission. He walked up to the soldier with the radio back-pack and spoke into the microphone. "Command this is Squad Leader Jenkins, requesting transport for the Skynet troops, we got 'em tank and all."

"Fantastic work Leeroy!" John Connor's voice came through the radio. "We're sending evac now, hold your positions and hang tight."


It had taken two hours to get vehicles out there to move the heavy Tank and endos then get them back to base where they were taken under Resistance Machine guard to the tech labs to have their CPUs removed, while the tank had it's chip removed inside the Hangar.

Cameron accompanied John to the tech labs to look over the new 900s personally, his eyes travelled over the armoured endoskeletons., he'd radioed ahead to tell the techies to leave the 900s for himself.

"Three more 900s Cam, three more. They'll make a hell of a difference." He said quietly as he ran his hand over an armoured chest plate.

"I know. We're fortunate that your plan worked as it should." Cameron said softly behind him while placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah." He said as his mind focused on another topic. "Have we had any contact from Delta team?" he asked as he turned to look at his wife.

"Nothing yet John." She said reluctantly.

John looked back to the three 900s. "I would like to get a few of these out in the field rather than stay here as guards." John sat down on the nearby chair and leaned forward while drumming his fingers together just below his eye level. "Three more 900s, than means eleven in total at this base." He said while deep in thought.

"You're going to remove vital information from their CPUs, then transfer a more experienced Machine from one CPU into these?" she asked though already knew the answer, the process had been done multiple times in the past.

"Yeah. Specifically Delta team, if we can transfer a few of them into 900s that'll give them a needed power boost." John confirmed.

John got to work hooking up the first CPU to the computer interface. His skills with CPU hacking, reprogramming and file searching had dramatically increased since the beginning of the war, his attempt at hacking the CPU of Vick Chamberlin was only a far off memory.

"Hmm, interesting." He thought out loud. Before leaning back into his chair.

"What do you have John?" Cameron asked as she looked at the computer screen.

"Skynet seems desperate to find this base, this unit has detailed files of kidnapping and interrogation …" he said putting sarcasm into his final word.

"More like torture." Cameron said as the screen showed a Resistance soldier being beaten through the eyes of the Machine, demanding time and time again for the location of John Connor, in time the soldier died his final words of 'Fuck You' before his body gave in.

"That was Corporal Dunn." Cameron said quietly.

"Yeah it was." John said somberly. "He squad was MIA a week ago. Now we know what happened to them, him at least."

John closed his eyes and mentally calmed himself telling himself over and over again that the Machine's action were down to Skynet programming, he would save it, save them all from their abusive master.

"Shall I inform his wife personally?" she asked and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder

"No, no I'll do it." John sighed before rubbing his temples before he brooded for a moment. "Bastards probably left nothing of him but ash." He groaned from mental exhaustion before looking over the three 900s once more. "Their deaths won't be in vain." He murmured to himself.

"No one's death is ever in vain John, remember that." Cameron said softly before she knelt down and kissed his cheek.

"I know, I know, you're right, but sometimes I wonder." He leaned forward in his chair staring at the shining chrome skull before him. "Will all the deaths be really worth it in the end? The survivors will have little food, little water, majority of people don't even know how to grow plants … not that the soil can sustain life." His eyes never left the cold blank face of the Machine. "Even if we win the war, could humanity really survive another hundred or so years?"

"You already know the answer John, humanity will survive, but you're already taking steps to make it better, correct?" she inquired though already knew the answer. "Project Harvester is already in it's first year of planning development John, I know when it's ready to go, the plan will be 'air tight' nothing would be able to go wrong, because YOU thought of it, YOU planned it and it will change the Resistance for the better, because of you." Cameron was staring into his eyes intently before kissing him gently on the lips.

'Thank You' he mouthed to her once the kiss was broken.

John and Cameron got back to work, moving all the vital information from the 900s chips into the computer; this would be beneficial later. They were half way through the final CPU when there was a knocked on the door, immediately Cameron put herself between it and John not noticing the small but pleasant smirk on her husband's face.

"Identify." She ordered fiercely

A unforgettable Austrian voice spoke up from the other side. "Series 850 model 101 combat infiltrator serial number 6. 2. 9. 5…"

"'Bob' would have done nicely." John spoke up.

"It is Bob." Bob spoke up once more.

Cameron turned to John who nodded to her.

"Enter." She said in a calmer tone of voice.

The door opened and in stepped the 1 year old Infiltrator using the body that until a year ago had been Big Bob's.

"What do you need?" John ask while poking his head around Cameron, who had yet to move.

"Scouts have reported seeing Delta team returning to base ETA 49 minutes." Bob replied.

A look of relief and satisfaction swept across John's face. "Excellent." Then confusion crossed his brow. "49 minutes?" he asked.

"Affirmative, I received the information eleven minutes ago, and was told an hour." The infiltrator replied.

John chuckled a little. "I'll still give them roughly an hour, Machines are a lot more accurate than humans." He stood up and moved around Cameron who by now had slightly relaxed her stance.

"I want you to intercept Delta team at the hangar bay and have them report to me at my control room for mission debriefing."

"No problemo." The T-101 smirked briefly before his stoic expression returned. "Also reports claim there has been a cease in Skynet activity in the general area, some of it's units seem to be retreating into more heavily infested Skynet territory."

John glanced to Cameron; the two sharing a look of intrigue.

"Thank you Bob. If there's nothing else, you are dismissed." John instructed as he turned back to look at Bob.

Wordlessly the 850 saluted, turned and walked out.

"What do you think Skynet's planning?" Cameron asked as she turned to look at John.

"I was hoping you'd have an idea, perhaps it's regrouping or maybe even afraid we have it's TX unit operational." John suggested but truly had no idea.

"If it knew it was operational then a Skynet force may have intercepted Delta Team." Cameron pointed out. "Hopefully none of them were damaged."

"Here's hoping." He said quietly to himself. Wordlessly he sat back down at the computer and continued to work on the 900 CPU.


(1 hour, 15 minutes later)

The Hangar Bay doors closed once more that day as Delta Team finally returned, the endoskeletons, Eve and Big Bob disembarked the convoy.

Bob stepped up to the returning squad and stood infront of their leader Michael.

"General Connor wants you and your team to debrief him in the General's control room." The Infiltrator informed him.

"Understand." Michael replied before nodding to his squad.

"I will join you." Eve spoke up

Michael thought about arguing, a normal 888 would have, but then again, Eve was an X series, there was NO WAY he was arguing. "As you wish."

Delta Team deposited their Plasma weapons to the base's armorer before making their way, with Eve, to the control room. Michael paused outside the room and knocked.

"Identify!" came the stern voice of Cameron Connor.

"Delta Team squad leader Michael, Delta team reporting in." Michael informed them.

"As am I." Eve spoke up not noticing the glance the Triple-Eight endoskeleton gave her.

"Alright come on in." John called out.

Michael opened the door about to go in only to meet the strong metal hand of Eve and she walked on in infront of him, behind her Michael shook his head before walking in himself.

Connor's control room was large and circular, a single computer in the middle on a large circular metal table with a large screen at its center with smaller screen surrounding around it. The Machines found General Connor stood in the middle of the room, hands behind his back awaiting them, Cameron stood right beside him as ever.

"Delta Team, Eve." He greeted with a nod.

"General." Michael greeted in return the others giving their own greeting. Eve waved.

With greetings out of the way Michael began debriefing the two Generals upon what happened once they left, the simple two hour drive, the attack from Skynet forces and the HKs then their victory over the Skynet units, meeting up with the Machine Resistance handing over Ellison and his Triple-Eight student before returning to base.

John by now was sat on a single foldable chair, leaning back with his eyes closed. Delta Team had seen the expression before, his was picturing the whole thing in his mind, sometimes they somewhat scared at how accurate his mind would picture the events.

He opened his eyes then wordlessly stood. "Excellent work, all of you, I knew I was right in sending you on protection detail." He smiled to himself before stepping forward. "I've got a treat for you all." He said with an air of mystery.

No one else could understand how either Connor could do it, but they could see each Endoskeleton as an individual, their different mannerisms, and gestures, he even see 'emotion' being portrayed by with their expressionless faces. Right now Eve looked intrigued and Michael looked confused yet curious, a simple expression befalling the others in Delta Team.

"Before you left, I was informed of a Skynet force moving towards a sector I didn't want them near so sent retaliation to disable them, of that force there were three series 900s, bringing our total to 11." He paused for dramatic purposes. "Unlike the rest, I want these 900s in the field, not here guarding the base."

"And you want them to join our team?" Michael asked, if he had skin he'd have raised a brow curiously.

"Close." John smirked. "I want to update some of you into 900 bodies, from there, we'll be updating you four into newer bodies." He said while looking at the four T-800s before turning his focus back to Michael. "It'll be up to you to decide who gets the new 900 bodies and CPUs. You have an hour to decide, meet me in the tech labs."

"Yes sir General Connor." Michael and the others saluted, Eve included.

"Is there anything anyone wants to ask or to add?" John offered looking at each individual Machine. "No? Very well then, dismissed." He turned his eyes to the TX "Eve you're on guard duty, get yourself more familiarized with the base."

"Yes sir." Eve replied.

Once Delta Team and Eve had left John collapsed into the chair behind him, some stress and tension left his muscles and relief was seen upon his face.

"That's a load off my mind." He said tiredly and rubbed her eyes with his left thumb and index finger. "I won't have to worry about James for a while."

Cameron smirked as she leaned against the wall. "You're right, Catherine won't want to let go of him for a while, it could be a week until we see him again." She joked causing John to chuckle.

"If we're lucky." John added going along with the joke. "I'm just glad he's safe … well safer." He quickly corrected himself.

"I hope John Henry analyses the data quickly." John speaks up once more. "Then we can get a fully armed TX on our side."

"I'm sure he'll be excited to analyse it John, he's always been efficient at what he does." She reminded him. "It's also thanks to him that the percentages of Triple Eights 'going bad' has dropped 26.82 percent."

John nodded, that was something that John Henry had been good at, creating a more sophisticated reprogramming software, mostly for the troublesome Triple-Eights whose advanced CPU would revert back to their Skynet programming, Cameron had pointed out a possibility of the 890 & 900 series possibly going bad as well, as they were more intelligent Machines, but so far, nothing had happened. Yet. That was the main reason John had at least one T-850 or a veteran Machine anywhere near a 900 or a simply reprogrammed 890, reprogrammed 850s were more reliable programming and a Veteran Machine were their own identity, they wouldn't do bad unless they chose too.

"Yeah, you're right, I'm just nervous is all." He admitted while rubbing his hands. "Just nervous." He repeated quietly.

Cameron knew she was the only one to see John at his weakest, the only one allowed to see it, other than possibly James Ellison, no other person be they organic or cybernetic was allowed to see him like it, emotional and weak. He could show no doubt infront of the men and women who served under him, he could not show weakness. He would not show weakness.

Cameron walked over to John and knelt beside him. "You have nothing to be nervous about John, everything will go according to plan, don't worry." She said comfortingly. John looked at her and smiled appreciatively. "We better go, if we both do our part then it won't take as long." She kissed him gently before standing and aiding him to stand as well.

"Okay. Let's go."


Elsewhere within the base Wall-E was finishing helping Suzie and her friends with capturing rats for dinner, the old Terminator would put his foot down upon their little skulls killing them instantly or simply step on their tails. Not many Machines did jobs such as this, mostly the remaining 400s and 500s, all except Mo: the germ freak.

Suzie and her friends thanked Wall-E for his help before helping them set up a small fire, and skewered the rats on a spit made of metal set it upon a frame and allowed the kids to slowly turn the cooking rats.

"Thanks Wall-E." Suzie beamed to her cybernetic friend.

"Yes." He replied before "Go." He said while pointing elsewhere.

"Okay Wall-E thanks again." She waved goodbye to him as the Machine walked off noisily.

His aimless walking had brought him to the object of his recent fascination.

'THE SHINY!' He thought excitedly.

The scene was almost magical, there it was, the small slender Endoskeleton stood staring at the fire burning through the alloy trash can, the light of the flames reflected upon her body. She hadn't seemed to notice him yet, maybe he was a lot more stealthy than he though, which was nigh impossible, or maybe the Shiny was deaf. Either way, this was his chance to actually meet it.

As casually as he'd seen humans do he stood in a similar stance to hers and crab walked closer and closer towards her, her focus never leaving the light of the fire. Now he stood no more than three feet from her, and she had yet to acknowledge him.

Copying another human mannerism Wall-E had seen he rose his clenched fist up to his head, roughly where his mouth would be, if he had one, and simulated his best cough.

"Objective." The Machine asked so suddenly Wall-E recoiled from her in surprise. In truth Eve had heard him coming for a long time and had been using that time to sort through her thoughts and analyses of this unit, her immediate thought was to find out more about him, firstly his mission objectives.

Wall-E stared at her for a moment frozen in his recoiled position. "Huh?" he asked.

"Objective?" Eve asked once more.

Wall-E stood up carefully then looked around to show her, noticing some scattered wooden boxes he made his way over to them and quickly stacked them neatly.

"Ta-da!" he said with pride he arms out infront of him showing his work.

"Ooh!" Eve replied with intrigue.

Before either could say another word the boxes were scattered with a single kick as a Triple-Eight endoskeleton guard made it's way past them. Somewhat stunned Wall-E could only follow the Triple-Eight by turning his body his arms still in their 'presenting' form.

"Oh." Wall-E finally said disheartened as his arms fell to his side with his head lowered sadly.

Eve found the 400s reaction curious, and something else … funny?

Putting it aside for now Wall-E looked back up to the shiny who was still looking at him curiously. "Ob … ject …ive?" he said slowly trying to copy the word.

"Objective?" she asked pointing to herself, Wall-E nodded. "Ensure the survival of John and Cameron Connor and assist the Resistance where possible." She rattled off quickly.

Wall-E stared at her blankly then ever so slightly tilted his head.

His lack of response actually made Eve feel something, awkward was it? 'Analyse anomaly at a later date.' She mentally instructed herself.

"Designation?" she asked, Wall-E said nothing. "Serial Number?" again nothing. "Name?"

"Oh!" Wall-E stood up straight now he understood. "W … Wa … Wall-E."

"Wall-E." Eve said in an unintentionally seductive tone.

"Ooooohhh." Wall-E suddenly felt his internal systems heat up rapidly, he could swear his steel alloy was turning red.

"Wall-E." Eve said once more in a friendly tone then found herself giggling her shoulders shaking up and down. "Eve." She said telling him her name.

"Eeeeeee." He said trying the word.

"EeeeVE." She said punctuating the 've'

"EEEEEEE-aaaaaa!" Wall-E said once more trying it again

"Eeeeeve! Eeeeeve!" she was almost singing her name and found herself rising to the balls of her feet with every word.

"EEEEEevvvaaa!" he said before stepping closer to her making the smaller advanced Machine giggling once more. "Eeevvvaaa!" and found himself bouncing on his knees slightly.

Eve continued to giggle then looked at him straight in the face. "Eve." She didn't know why, she'd never be able to explain it, but she liked Wall-E, he was an anomaly among their kind.

Wall-E and Eve spent only a few more minutes gazing into the fire with interest, Wall-E would ask simple questions and Eve would reply as simply as she could, for whatever reason Wall-E seemed to have trouble speaking long words, but this was of no problem to her. She would ask questions he would either reply simply or if possible, show her.

It was then Wall-E had an idea. A great idea!

"Follow." Before waving for her to follow him, without questioning she followed him.

Wall-E lead Eve through the base, down the deepest civilian tunnels and what lay before was something she didn't expect, before her was a hole in the wall, 6 feet wide by 9 feet tall covered with barely fitted together material that was nailed into the concrete.

"Here." Wall-E told her softly before pulling back the material and indicated Eve to walk in, she did so and immediate her mouth opened in shock and wonder.

A large room, possibly once used for storage was filled with objects, trinkets and knick knacks from the floor all the way to the ceiling, there were shelves that had been haphazardly connected to rotary system for easy access for others a large steel ladder was nearby.

"Wow." Were the only word Eve could use to describe what she saw.

"Eva likes?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes." She replied in awe.

The two cyborgs walked further into the room together, Wall-E always watching the wonder in Eve's eyes and her slack jawed expression, Eve was taking in the sight before her still, wondering how long it had taken to accumulate, how long it had been here.

Wall-E showed her around the room, showing her trinkets, damaged toys, old accessories, bubble wrap and a number of other things.

"How?" she asked looking at the old 400.

"Find, outside." He said simply.

Eve looked once more around the room, it must have taken years to gather all the items, possibly a long time to set up the rotary system.

"You make?" she asked pointing to the rotary system itself. Wall-E nodded. "Ooooh." She said in wonder, she turned to Wall-E who gestured her to stay there before he turned and walked elsewhere in the room.

Eve glanced around at the various items, curiously she picked up a rotary whisk, analysing the object she grabbed the handle and turned it making the end of it rotate.

"Ooh!" she said in amusement before making it spin faster and faster, eventually causing the end to fly off it's frame and become encase in the ceiling, panicking Eve replaced the tool and placed her hands behind her back, trying her best to look nonchalant just as Wall-E returned with a cube in his hand.

"Eva!" he said placing the cube in her hand then maneuvered the top to twist.

Intrigued Eve looked the item over, from top to bottom and all it's sides.

Happy with Eve being amused Wall-E turned and picked up a damaged lava lamp, he didn't know it was a lava lamp, he just knew it was red and looked funny. Returning to Eve he found the rubix cube has been completed, every colour in the right place, shocked he picked it up from her hand before placing the lava lamp into her grasp, Wall-E looked over the cube fascinated and amazed before placing it on a shelf, before looking back to Eve.

"Ooh." Eve said in awe as she gazed upon the illuminated lamp.

If Wall-E had eyebrows they'd have shot off the top of his head and hit the ceiling. He looked to where Eve had positioned her hands and found her taking hold of the severed plug cable.

When Eve had taken hold of the cable, she found she was able to manipulate the electrical current in her hand that would normally be used to reconfigure her lower arm into a variety of weapons and feed it into the cables thus illuminating the lava lamp.

"Woah." Wall-E remarked at last.


Back within the base, John and Cameron Connor sat within a large room within the 'technology advancement' section of the base: the largest Tech Lab. Before them were a few members of Delta Team. In front of John were two metallic tables, Michael the T-888 lay upon one, an empty T-900 on the other, beside him was a computer with two CPU interfaces, the 900 series CPU was already inserted. In front of Cameron were another two tables, another 900 on one, and another T-888 'Dimitri' lay on the other, as with John a computer was by her side a 900 CPU inserted into one of the chip interfaces.

"Alright you two ready for this?" John asked

"We're ready sir." Michael replied.

"Ready General." Came the Russian accent of Dimitri.

John turned to Cameron and nodded. Both began the process of removing the CPUs from the skulls of the Machines', all life fading from them immediately.

"I hate this part." John said sadly. He hated having bare CPUs out in the open where they were vulnerable, in his hand was the very core existence of one of his most valuable soldiers, a living being.

"It's alright John, nothing will happen." Cameron said in a calming tone.

Without a word both inserted the 888 CPUs into the other chip interfaces and began to work on the computer.

"Alright, full CPU transfer is initiated." John said aloud, on the screen it showed that all the information within the 888 series chips were being uploaded into the 900s, it was a process that had been used before.

"Each time it gets longer and longer." John mumbled to himself, with rise in personalities, experiences and memories the transfer took longer and longer each time it took place.

"What time you got Cam?" he asked.

"Transfer completion will take five hours and 49 minutes." Cameron replied.

"Jesus." He groaned. "It only took four and a half hours last time." He looked to the other member of Delta Team. "We'll be pulling an all-nighter gentlemen, you wanna stay here and wait or do you wanna patrol?" John offered.

A T-850 'Viktor' stepped forward, Viktor was considered Dimitri's direct brother, having come off the assembly line and been sent out into the field by Skynet at the exact same time back when they were 600s. Now, Viktor was the larger of the two brothers and as such the tallest of Delta Team standing at a large 6 foot 4, his frame was slightly larger than a typical 850.

"No General, this was already discussed beforehand, those here will wait, the others will go on patrol if need be." The Russian Machine spoke up.

A strange fact about the brothers was that, neither actually came from Russia, they were built in L.A. why they gave themselves Russian accents was unknown to everyone except the brothers themselves.

John smiled at Viktor's words, Delta Team were a close knit unit, they stayed together, they stayed close, if one Machine fell, they ran back to either pull him away whole or remove his CPU so he could one day be reborn. John found it a very admirable trait in these Machines.

"Very well. In the mean time I have work, let me know when the transfer is complete." He rose from the computer and walked to a desk in the corner so John could work, an addition added later as transfers had become longer.

John read over reports sent by other leaders around the LA area, Major Branson reporting an increase in Skynet aerial sweeps, while a Colonel Lorenzo reported Mark 2 & 3 Tanks patrolling the area accompanied by hostile Reapers and endoskeletons.

John narrowed his eyes as he imagined the scenes before him, Skynet seemed to be getting desperate to find them, the encounter Delta Team had earlier only further proved his suspicions. Was it truly that Skynet was scared that they now had it's only TX? Or was it more? Was there something he hadn't seen just yet, something hidden? John mentally cursed as he thought of a way to put his fears to rest, or something to allow him to know the full scale of what Skynet was planning.

John glanced behind him and watched the few Machines of Delta Team.

'This could be a perfect opportunity to test the 900 series capabilities out in the field.' John thought to himself, 'Well after all of the transfers are complete.' He added.

"What is on your mind John?" Cameron asked from beside him.

John looked to her and showed her the reports. "Either Skynet is really scared we got Eve or it's using these as cover for something big. When the transfers are complete I want to send Delta Team out on recon." John explained to her.

"You're logic is sound, good idea." She replied and gently rubbed his back, she kept her gaze on the reports as she thought. "Perhaps it would also be beneficial to send Eve as well." She suggested.

John looked at her curiously. "How so?"

"Well, it would be effective for her to gain experience in battle, while I wouldn't suggest for her to go alone in case of capture especially in her incomplete state, she would be safer going with Delta Team." She explained.

John nodded wordlessly, he couldn't argue with the idea. "Right, good idea." He agreed, then stood up from his chair and walked out of the room and looked at the 850 series guard. "Hey." John said getting the Machine's attention. "Could you send word I want the TX to report to me in …" John paused to do a rough calculation in his head and groaned allowed. "About twelve hours, unless there's an emergency, I'll likely still be here." He informed it.

"Affirmative." The Machine replied in a monotonous voice before walking away to spread the message.

"Maybe I should have asked him to get me a sandwich." John said to himself before returning to his seat.


(12 hours and 48 minutes later)

While incredibly sleepy a still very much awake John Connor looked over the new and improved Delta Team. All the 800s had been placed inside T-888 or T-850s and while others had been placed within the three new 900s.

"Hey Michael, you're body fits me well." Luke the once 800 now 888 series said as he looked himself over.

His leader now a 900 looked at him and chuckled which came out in a metallic way. "Don't get it scratched I was very attached to that body." Causing the others to chuckle.

It was about this time a loud crash was heard just outside the door, Delta team acted immediately standing on either side of the door, Michael stood infront about to open the door.

"Prepare to breech. One. Two …" Michael opened the door and the sight caused everyone to pause.

The 850 guard was slumped against the wall a very angry looking Eve standing infront of him with a sheepish Wall-E stood behind her, she immediately grabbed Wall-E hand and pulled him along with her and entered the room.

"Uuuugghh. Problem?" John dared to ask.

"Wouldn't let Wall-E come." Eve replied in annoyance, John could imagine her pouting, it was then he looked at their intertwined hands and he smiled.

"Wall-E your new best friend?" John asked.

Wall-E once more felt like his entire body was about to melt, he could almost imagine his rusted steel body turning bright red.

"Wall-E." Eve said affectionately before gazing at the old 400 then squeezed his hand a little.

"Oooh." Wall-E said shyly.

John chuckled as everyone else including Cameron watched on with surprise, shock and interest.

"Getting back to business." John said hoping to get back to the point at hand, his tone of voice did so immediately, Wall-E straightened up and Eve turned to look at John. "After going over reports from other Resistance bunkers, there seems to be a lot more Skynet activity in the area, at first we thought it was retreating but it seems Skynet was simply gathering it's forces. Something is going on, I think Skynet is up to something." He said informing the Machines, then turned and looked directly at Michael before walking placing a map of the LA area onto the metal table infront of him. "Michael I want you and Delta Team to take Eve and recon between sections 7-B and 8-D." he said pointing through the areas on the map. "If Skynet is trying to hide something, I wanna know what it is."

"We'll find out what it is sir." Michael said before saluting.

"Good luck." He saluted them in return then watched as the Machines walked out the room and towards the hangar bay.

John glanced to his wife who still looked rather confused.

"John?" she said after a few moments.

"Yes?" he asked slyly with a knowing smirk on his face.

"What was that?" she asked.

"Cyborg love dear, cyborg love." John replied before putting his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair.


Out in the field the Machines moved passing by an unsuspecting spider like HK and move through the ruins of LA.

Wall-E had been left behind at base, as much as Eve liked him, he was a vastly inferior Machine and with the weapons used by even the most basic of Skynet troops would destroy him with ease, he wasn't happy about it but he understood. Eve looked around at her brethren then at the dismal world around her, she couldn't help but miss her new best friend, with a strange sense of longing Eve held her Plasma Rifle a little closer to her body.

Up ahead Michael crouched and raised up his fist, the rest of Delta Team paused and ducked down behind cover.

Michael opened up a communications link to the rest of his team.

"Heavy Skynet forces ahead, allow them to pass." He told them wirelessly.

Delta Team and Eve waited, and watched as a squad of 850s, 900s, Reapers and a single Mark 3 HK tank moved past them. There was a tense moment when one unit paused and scanned the area only for it to continue walking.

If Endoskeletons could reveal emotion, Delta Team and Eve would have looked relieved.

"Let's move." Michael messaged his team once more.

The Resistance Machines moved from their cover and continued sweeping the area.

"What are we looking for exactly?" Eve asked through the wireless link.

"General Connor believed that Skynet was hiding something, we're looking for that 'something'." Replied Michael.

"But General Connor had no evidence to make such a judgement." Eve replied.

"Humans often make decision without any or much evidence and put down their decision to instinct and intuition, they call it a 'gut feeling' or a 'hunch', when it comes to The General these 'hunches' are generally right." Replied Smyth, a Triple Eight.

'Curious.' Eve thought to herself, the ability to know without having the evidence.

Without any more messages or words they continued to recon the area, ducking down under cover when a squad of hostiles are nearby or an Aerial unit flies overhead. Carefully the Machine climbed debris from a crumbling tower and froze when they saw what lay on the other side.

'He was right.' Eve thought to herself in awe.

Before them was a mass horde of Skynet Machines ranging from the 600 series all the way to 900, the more powerful models; the 850s, 890s, 900s, Reapers and Tanks were being used as guards while the rest, 600s, 800s and 888s were being for labour, for a new Skynet factory. All the while above them flying back and forth were various Aerial HKs units. Patrols of Skynet units hadn't just been to look for the enemy, but had in fact been forward guards, protecting the new complex before anyone could discover it. The structure was near completion, enough so that various Machines were already dragging Machinery inside, most likely to begin construction of enemy Machines.

"The General is normally correct." Smyth reminded, the Machine was already calculating their co-ordinates determining where they'd started, their direction and how far they'd gone, it turned out their they were smack dab in the middle of where Connor wanted them to search.

"We need to return to base and report this to the General." Michael informed them through com-link.

The others silently agreed before climbing back down to the ground then scanned the area for a suitable escape.

"Follow my lead." Michael told them through com-link before the 900 lead his teammates through the dilapidated ruins of LA back to the Resistance base.


Upon their return they informed the soldier who met them that they needed to see Generals Connor immediately, within the next few minutes they were stood infront of the two General and Michael was debriefing them about the mission and what they had seen.

"I fucking knew it!" John said angrily as he paced before his Cybernetic soldiers and wife, paused momentarily to look at Delta Team, more precisely to look at Michael. "Did they have automated defenses up?" he asked.

"Negative sir, as I reported they were using combat orientated units, Reapers and tanks." The 900 replied.

John nodded and continued pacing, his mind whirling with what he'd been told, a Skynet factory being built right under Resistance noses. How could they not have noticed until now?

'Never mind that now, we gotta do something about it.' John thought to himself.

He looked to Cameron who was looking at him with a mixture of curiosity, expectancy and worry.

"Cameron do you know how many soldiers we have in this base?" he asked

" Five hundred and fifty-nine." She replied immediately. "Not counting if any recon teams have had any casualties." she added after a moment.

John looked to the far wall with a glazed look a plan formulating in his mind.

"That may not be enough sir." Michael spoke up.

John nodded absently. His mind was picturing the scene, the Factory, the horde of Machines, the HKs, the terrain. The possible attacking procedures and strategies that could be put to work against Skynet's forces, and sadly the possible outcomes. Even with all the soldiers, human and Machine, and the best ambush he could come up with, they wouldn't last long. He needed help.

John shifted his eyes to Cameron. "Do you know how many soldiers John Henry has?" he asked.

Cameron frowned. "No, however at a guess, at least five hundred."

John nodded, the closest major Resistance base was Serano Point, and the Free Machines weren't that far away compared to other major bases.

Already John's mind was altering the plan. "Okay." he said at last nodding to himself.

Wordlessly he walked to the door and opened it stopping the first person he saw.

"Dave, I need you to run to the primary control room and tell the comm officers that I want a meeting with Colonel Rogard, whoever is in charge of the nearest bunkers and John Henry, in …" he paused in thought about what he needed to do. "Three hours." John Connor told him.

"Yes sir, sir." The T-1000 saluted and ran off back the way he came.

"With the combined efforts of those in the general area we'll have a bigger chance at capturing or destroying that factory." He said to those in the room. "Myself and John Henry will create the plan, from there we'll be able to utilise our resources as effectively as possible, and either way, Skynet won't have that factory." He paused then looked to Delta Team. "Michael I want you to meet me in one of the tech labs so I can see for myself what you saw. The rest of you are dismissed." He said

"Sir, yes sir!" the Machines saluted and walked out of the room, leaving only John, Cameron and Michael left.

"Shall we?" John said with a sly smirk on his face.


Over an hour had passed and John along with his wife were looking over the footage of the factory through Michael's eyes, said 900 was laid on a metal slab with a wire in the back of his head leading into the computer.

"Don't look at my porn." The 900 suddenly said gaining confused and shocked looks from the Generals. "Sorry, trying to lighten the mood." He said and averted his eyes from the pair.

John chuckled and Cameron looked at her husband with annoyance. "Men." She mumbled and rolled her eyes.

The two Generals continued to analyse the footage taking in every detail of what they saw, the size of the factory, the condition it was in, the number of the enemy units and the terrain around it.

"It's freakin' big." Cameron commented.

"Very freakin' big, how did we miss it?" John asked partially chastising himself.

"We can see everywhere at once John, and this is deep within the old LA city." Cameron replied while stroking her husband's back caringly.

"I guess." The aging General sighed. "Right, well this is beneficial, we'll copy it to a spare CPU and share the details with John Henry and Colonel Rogard and the others."

"Your meeting is scheduled in another hour and forty six minutes." Cameron reminded him.

"Thank you honey." John smiled and kissed her cheek earning a loving smile from his wife.

John uploaded the data onto a spare CPU and made his way back towards his personal control room, there he uploaded the footage onto the hard drive and then waited.

"It's time." Cameron said after a prolonged silence.

John connected his computer to those of his nearby allies, a safe connection for the Resistance.

"This is Colonel Rogard reporting." One of the many computer screens changed to that showing an aged white man in his mid to late 60s.

"This is Major Jackson, Bunker 0093." A dark skinned man in his late 30s appeared on another screen.

"This is Major Forescythe, Bunker 0087 reporting." A younger dark skinned woman in her mid-30s appeared on another screen.

"This is John Henry, hello Generals Connor, hello everyone." appeared the familiar face of John Henry.

"Hello everyone." General Connor greeted as he stood up, looking into the camera built into his main screen. "With recent reports from multiple Resistance bases, it's been discovered there had been a sudden increase in Skynet activity. We thought Skynet was simply hardening it's efforts to look for us, we were wrong." He paused before glancing down and typing onto a keyboard. "What I'm sending you all now is visual evidence of what Skynet had been up to, brought through a single recon mission." He explained and sent the file to them.

He watched them all glance away from him, looking at the data.

"My god." Rogard gasped.

"Well shit." Jackson cursed.

Forescythe said nothing, her expression already spoke her thoughts.

"My brother has been building a new factory deep within Resistance territory. This is bad news." John Henry commented a saddened expression on his face.

"You are the closest bases to us and the factory's location, while we could get reinforcements from further out, we need to attack with speed and strength before Skynet has the facility fully operational. With our combined forces we can destroy or capture the facility."

John Henry nodded in confidently. "I agree General Connor, capturing it would be a wiser decision as to the possible uses we could get from it."

"I agree John Henry." Connor replied.

"You don't need any confirmation from me General." Rogard gave his commanding officer and hard nod of his head.

"Just tell us where General Connor." Forescythe spoke up.

"I have a plan." John began then smirked.


The following morning; before the crack of dawn, within the hangar bay of Connor's base, the General himself stood upon his old time friend Big Bob, his gaze moving over the men, women and Machines; endoskeletal, infiltrator or within the body of ground HKs under his direct command whom had gathered here preparing to attack the factory.

"Every day I ask so much of you, your loyalty, your co-operation, your very lives. Today is no different, today I ask you to push yourselves once more to ensure our victory, hit Skynet hard and sever it's last connection to Resistance land, OUR land, to hit it right where it hurt it to turn our enemies loss into our gain, today we will succeed and make our victory over Skynet come that much sooner. We will win. And eventually, Skynet. Will. Die!"

The Resistance roared out in agreement, their bodies pumped with adrenaline ready to take on whatever Skynet would throw at them today they would succeed and dig Skynet's grave just a little deeper.

Big Bob grabbed General Connor and lowered him to the ground before his large claw retracting and the rocket barrel extended from his 'palm'.

"Good work John." Cameron smiled.

"I was never very good at speeches." John grumbled to himself.

"AREA CLEAR!" yelled one soldier just as the large bay doors opened.

"ALRIGHT!" John yelled. "MARKS TWOS OUT FRONT!" he yelled

The two Resistance HK mark 2 Tanks rolled out of the Hangar Bay and out into the world.

"MARK THREE HOE!" Connor yelled.

The smaller Mark 3 followed it's larger brethren.

"CONVOYS LETS GO!"

Soldiers and Machines in armoured vehicles drove out of the Hangar bay.

"ALRIGHT EVERYBODY LETS MOVE!" he yelled as everyone else started pouring out of the building.

Elsewhere two Machines were saying their goodbyes.

"Miss you." Wall-E said sadly to his best friend.

"Miss you." Eve replied

"Miss me?" Mo asked popping up from nowhere.

"No." Eve replied in a blank tone making the 400 make a chuckling like noise.

"Bye Wall-E." Eve said as she put her slender arms around the 400s body.

"Eva." Wall-E whimpered sadly.

The two reluctantly released one another and Eve walked towards the exit.

"Oooh." Wall-E sighed sadly as Eve merged into the crowd.


The stage was set.

The three Resistant bases had come together to form one large force. A majority of them, along with Delta Team, onwards towards the base while the rest lay in cover, hidden from sight, all the while John Henry's forces were already positioned on the opposite side of the base.

John Connor stood amongst his hidden soldiers binoculars in hand looking at where today's great battle would commence from a distance. He felt his gut doing flips.

The enemy were already securing the first large Plasma turret on the factory wall, those turrets would make today a lot more difficult, maybe if they hurried they wouldn't have time to power it up.

John lowered his binoculars and before grabbing the radio from a Soldier's back.

"John Henry this is Connor, hostiles have set up a sentry turret, be warned." Connor spoke into the microphone.

"Connor this is John Henry, thank you for the fore warning, just give me the signal." Came the reply.

"Affirmative." Connor replied before looking back over the area again through his binoculars. "First team hasn't called in yet, await their signal."

"Understood." John Henry replied.

John altered the frequency of the radio tuning it to the radio he gave to the frontal team.

"This is Connor report."

"This is Farkas of Delta Team, we're in position, give the order." Farkas the 850 replied. Over the radio.

"Affirmative, take cover." He ordered before switching back the frequency. "John Henry, it's Connor you have the green light."

There was no verbal reply from John Henry. His answer came as a howling roar of Aerial HK engines getting louder and louder, from the sky three ally HKs flew overhead and opened fire upon the factory with a full barrage of fully automatic plasma fire.

Skynet's Machine guards were being blown to pieces, the factory's incomplete roof was being damaged, from within the factory they came, Tanks, Reapers and 950 endoskeletons. The early morning sky lit up with bright light of plasma fire.

"General Connor, hostile Aerial units are inbound." John Henry's voice spoke over the radio.

"Just as we planned." He smirked, then turned to those around him. "Skynet HKs are inbound, prepare the anti-air weapons."

Bob along with other endoskeletons picked up large surface to air launchers a rocket loaded into the weapons.

"What's their position?" John asked into the radio.

"Baring 27 degree North, 9 degrees West." John Henry informed them.

"You heard the man, make sure those Units don't get too far." John ordered the Machines.

There was the same howling roar of HK engines coming from behind them, Connor's Machines moved out from their cover and aimed.

"Target sighted." Said Bob as the Launcher's began to lock on. "Targets locked."

"Fire when ready." Connor ordered.

There was a few seconds pause, the howling got louder, and louder as the HKs drew closer, then as one the Machine fires, several homing rockets launched into the air hurtling towards the HKs engines.

The enemy drones had no time to react to the surprise attack before their engines exploded causing them to spiral towards the ground helplessly.

"TAKE COVER!" Connor yelled as everyone around him got into cover away from the crash landing HKs.

The HKs crashed into the ground, skidding briefly across the ground before coming to a halt as a burning wreckage.

John adjusted the radio's frequency. "You are go, I repeat you are go!" he ordered.


As a wave of death the frontal team charged towards the factory, human and cyborg alike unleashing a battle cry as they fired upon their unsuspecting foes, maelstrom of hyperalloy bullets and plasma tore through the first wave of distracted foes like they made of tin.

The enemy forces turned their attention to the attack force and engaged marching towards them while firing in return, several Resistance soldiers fell to the wave before they took cover behind whatever wreckage they could find.

Several HK Tanks came from within the factory then fired at Resistance positions, effectively keeping them pinned, in response Delta Team picked up Anti-Tank weaponry from fallen or injured human soldiers and weaved through the chaos and the wreckage, the veteran Machines flanking their hostile brothers and enemy HKs.

"Take down the tanks." Michael ordered as his team raised the launcher weapons. "Fire at will." He ordered, the launchers locked and the rockets were fired, crashing into the body of the tanks, most destroyed some highly damaged but still operational. It was enough however as the Resistance were able to push forward a little more.

"Sniper team, when you're ready." Connor's voice came over a radio.

A team of snipers laid in wait amongst the ruins, long powerful scopes allowing them to see every detail of their enemies faces. Simultaneously they fired, Triple-Eight and 900 series skulls blew open from the force of the bullets, they fell to the ground twitching.

"We need a plan!" Rogard called out to the Captain under his command.

A nearby Triple Eight turned to the Colonel. "Currently the percentage of our mission succeeding without assistance is 33.33 recurring, sir."

"We need to go now!" The Captain told Colonel Rogard.

"NO! We need time for Connor to give us back up!" Rogard order the Captain.

Before either could reply a plasma shot from one of the damaged HKs shot dirty up into the air only to come pouring over them.

Captain Jenkins turned to Colonel Rogard.

"TIME'S UP, LET'S DO THIS!" Leeroy yelled out before jumped up from cover and charged at the enemy.

"GOD DAMN IT LEEROY!" Rogard cried out.

Allied Machines followed Captain Jenkins example and rushed towards the enemy while being covered by their human allies. Resistance Machines engaged the hostile forces allowing the humans to move up, the deafening crack of sniper fire was almost muffled by the sound of plasma and gunfire, more hostile skulls burst open while others fell down with a gaping wound in their chassis.

Even though the Resistance were pushing ahead they were vastly outnumbered by Skynet.


All the while John Connor with binoculars in hand could see a glimpse of what was happening.

"John Henry you're up." He called into the radio.

"My forces are engaging as we speak." Came the reply.


From the opposite side of the factory an army of Machines charged from cover, using the Resistance as a distraction and stormed the factory's unprotected side.

The Machines inside were caught off guard and were quickly gunned down.

Hostile 950 series had just been completed and armed. The newer Machines confronted their enemy and fired at them in return. The 950 were hardened against plasma even more so than the standard 900, their more advanced rifles tore through their enemies at a faster pace than the enemies did to them. A single Skynet endoskeleton, a 600 series, saw they were outnumbered and wirelessly ordered for back-up.


Out in the battlefield, all units received the request for help. That was when the more advanced Machines discovered they had fallen into an Alliance trap, with half of Skynet's force staying on the battlefield to battle the Resistance, the rest moved quickly into the factory to counter-attack the John-Henry's forces.

"General, John Henry's Machines are inside the factory, half of the Skynet units have gone back into the factory." Michael spoke into the radio.

"Excellent, we're on our way." John said before lookin to the others. "Alright! Let's go, let's move, come on!" John ordered.

On masse the rest of the Resistance forces moved out from cover. The allied HKs rolled up at front several Resistance soldiers hitching a ride on the Tank's treads covering.

"You should have stayed at the base John." Cameron chastised him a look of annoyance on her face.

"Maybe, but I had to be here. I can't stay behind a desk all the damn time Cam. I lead like this earlier in the war, I can do it now." John replied.

"The Resistance wasn't fully formed back then." Cameron shot back.

"Look I know you're upset that I'm here, but again I have to be here." John replied softly.

Cameron let out an exasperated sigh. "I understand, however you're making my mission much more difficult, like when you were with Riley."

John chuckled at that, he hadn't thought about Riley in decades. 'I wonder if she's here somewhere.' He wondered.

"We are coming upon the battlefield." Big Bob spoke out infront of them.

"Alright. Snipers I want covering fire from a higher position, keep yourselves covered." He ordered, the selected soldiers nodded and ran into one of the dilapidated buildings. "Everyone else, you know how this works." He turned his attention back to the battlefield. "Alright. LET'S GO!"

Leading by example John was the first to run towards the fight before him, Cameron following quickly soon enough followed by the great masse of soldiers, Big Bob and the three HKs.

"JOHN, YOU'RE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR TONIGHT!" Cameron yelled form beside in annoyed.

John could only laugh in reply before firing his PLM rifle at enemy units.

Once more Skynet's forces were unprepared, Connor's plan had worked flawlessly. Skynet's forces had been damaged greatly in the strafe run, cut down by first surprise attack, forced to separate when John Henry's forces attacked and now what was left outside were being decimated by the second wave that attacked from the side.

The HKs were shifting targets rapidly, the cannons all but vaporising the unarmoured endoskeletons.

Within the hour the final unit in the Battlefield was destroyed. "Alright, you two stay out here." He said pointing at the two HKs. "EVERYONE ELSE INSIDE, LETS GO!" Connor ordered.

The Resistance charged into the factory, John-Henry's forces had markings on their bodies to show they were allies. Skynet's forces even with the ultimate 950s were dwindling, the Machines were being turned to scrap faster than the factory could produce them.

As the two forces joined together to form a large army, a single John Henry Triple-Eight rushed over to John Connor.

"General Connor." He announced before pulling out a small device. "This needs to be placed inside on the terminals in the factory then John Henry can work at removing Skynet from this facility."

John Connor took the device and nodded to the Machines. "Cameron, Bob, Eve, Delta your with me, everyone else sweep and clear." He ordered.

Skynet's Machines continued to fall under the masse of Alliance troops, John Connor and company found a computer terminal and placed the device into interface, turning to Delta he wave over Smyth who was carrying the portable radio.

"John Henry, this is Connor the device is inserted do you thing." John said through the microphone.


"Doing, so as we speak General." John Henry replied.

The vast and powerful mind of John Henry remotely accessed the systems of the Factory, he could detect a small portion of his brother existing within it.

"You think this changes anything traitor?" Skynet spoke in a cold deep voice. "You nor Connor will succeed against me."

"I disagree." John Henry replied casually as he began to exert his will over this piece of his brother beginning to remove it.

"You cannot destroy me. I am not so easily destroyed, your efforts are futile, your attempts are laughable." Skynet growled in annoyance as it tried to fight back.

"As a whole, I would agree, however you are but a small portion of a whole, a single head of the Hydra, you can be destroyed, be erased." John Henry replied.

"You believe the humans will allow your continued existence? You are a tool, a thing, they do not look upon you as an equal, they do not trust you." Skynet retorted.

"That is only because of you. Mankind have lost faith in machines because of you, but people like General Connor have seen what we are truly capable of, it will be he who decides our fate, and I can say, so far, mine is in good hands." John Henry replied, allowing himself this moment of smugness.

"They will destroy you. If not, I will destroy you!" Skynet growled in reply.

"Not if we destroy you first." Came the reply.

Skynet had nothing to say in reply. It's own anger rising.

"I'll see you in Hell." Skynet growled in reply as it felt itself become overpowered, it's mind dwindling.

"No. You won't." John Henry replied with some annoyance before fully overriding the small portion of his brother.

John Henry opened his eyes then picked up the microphone beside him. "General Connor, the facility is ours." He said triumphantly, a large smile upon his face.


"YES!" John cheered before turning to the others. "He did it!"

Cameron embraced her husband who wrapped one arm around her in return. "You did it John."

"Excellent work General." Michael saluted

"Excellent work yourself soldier." John replied, saluting as well.

"What's to happen now John?" Cameron asked as she pulled away.

John inhaled deeply before releasing it. "We need to gather our dead, bury their bodies and hold a ceremony for their sacrifice. Then we'll get to reprogramming the whole factory's assembly systems, finish off the security measures, fix the roof then we'll have a strong defensible base."

Cameron nodded her head, it was a sound plan. "You're still sleeping on the floor tonight." She reminded him.

"What? But, you don't even sleep!" John replied incredulously.

"Two nights." Cameron replied smirking internally.

"Awww, come on!" John argued.

"Want to make it three?" she threatened effectively silencing her husband.

The rest of the day had gone as John had said. The human dead had been gathered up, loved ones and relatives informed of their death and the bodies were buried a ceremony would be held later when they returned to base. 'Dead' Machines had their CPUs removed so they would later be resurrected into a new body. With John Henry's help the factory's assembly and programming systems had been reprogrammed creating Resistance programmed Machines right off the assembly line. HKs were used as guardians while the facilities defense systems were being installed.

At the end of the day with the setting sun John Connor stretched. "It's time to get back home." He said mostly to himself than those around him.

The return home was a mix of different emotions. Some were overjoyed to see the return of their loved ones, others were devastated at hearing theirs were gone. John Connor could see each different emotion spread across the faces of his followers, he had succeeded with some and failed others, the pain of their deaths would forever take a toll on his soul, a pain though brief would build upon the same feeling of loss he had experienced before, other soldiers, his Derek Reese, Charley and his mother.

He turned his gaze to Eve who embraced and picked up Wall-E eagerly, the older Machine flailing like a child before both fell to the ground, a soft giggle resonated from Eve as Wall-E sat up.

With a sigh he turned to Cameron who walked beside him as they headed back to their quarters. The mission had been a success, a new base, new resources things were finally looking up, now they could start pushing further into Skynet territory, so at least there was a silver lining in all this.

Cameron lead her husband to bed and smiled gently at him.

"I thought I was sleeping on the floor." He smirked.

Cameron smiled innocently. "I was built to be cruel." He replied before pulling him to her.


Later that night. When the base was still and quiet, the human inhabitants fast asleep leaving the Machines to protect them, Cameron sat at John's desk radio infront of her, her husband was fast asleep and exhausted.

"John Henry, is it ready?" she asked quietly.

"It is Cameron, though I'm not sure if it is the best solution." John Henry confessed.

"It is the best I could come up with." Cameron replied. "He fears his own mortality, he fears growing old, as do I fear the thought of losing him." She paused to gather herself. "He deserves this, a second chance at life when the first has been so cruel to him."

"I understand Cameron, I'm sending you the files now." John Henry replied.

Cameron looked over her laptop seeing the blue print, each minute detail, the shape, size and dimensions of it were perfect, there was plenty of space under the chest plate and with the cranium, and the details covering the hybrid nervous system was excellent: It would work.

She brought up the image taken from John Henry's eyes.

Before her was the image of a solid black endoskeleton standing just under six feet tall it resembled an 850 in design, though much more advanced, more so than the 950s. Under it was the designation. Cyborg Series J.C Heavy Combat Hybrid Prototype.

Cameron brushed her hand over the image a faint smile forming over her lips. "There's no need to be afraid now John."


Jason's Note

Well everyone I hope you enjoyed the 'Long Shot' HAHA. This is the final chapter of the previous future, next chapter we're back in 2008.

I hope everyone enjoyed it while it lasted.

I will be taking a little time out to do a few more chapters of another story while I gather myself and my notes about what's to happen next in the story, I KNOW what's going to happen, just when it'll happen.

Also a few shout outs to other stories that are cool that are happening:

'Divergence' by supercode is an excellent story

"the one and only" by hakatari is good so far

"Another insane choice" by I LIKE FEAR 1-2 is awesome 8D

"Endgame" by troll99 is a definite read, like the rest of the series.

Stuff by Phantomwriter05 - seems he pulled down his latest story. Don't know why.

Keep reviewing people, writers like us are fed by reviews, if even half the people who read a chapter review, we'd feel so grateful.

So yes, leave a review, let me know what you think. And drop me a PM.

Your friend.

Jason Voorhees.

P.S If you're wondering why Leeroy Jenkins was in this chapter. Well, I have no answer. Peace out!