A.N: Hello and sorry that this story took so long to update, our computer
threw several fits and spent some time with a person who knew how to fix
it. So don't kill me, kill my computer, and here is chapter 3, and please
remember to review!
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Inside the Skynet mainframe, an alarm was screaming. The alert rippled through the entire compound in 3.2 nanoseconds. The virus called itself the 'Gypsy virus', and it was tearing through Skynet. Instant firewalls were triggered around the central systems, and another drive cycled systematically through the base, isolating infected systems. Yet another operation of hacking into the 3200 digit release activation code was taking place. A patrolling T-810 was blasted into oblivion by the misguided sentry guns as they whirled around in their sockets, confused between friend and foe. 37 digits down. The virus had come from the girl's laptop..... only who or what was The Girl? More lost files to be uploaded later. A Terminator storage unit exploded as the virus overloaded it with power. 53 digits found.
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John Connor strode into the computer laboratory. Lieutenant Davies and Captain Black strode over to meet him, a large wad of paper firmly grasped in Black's hand.
"What seems to be the problem?" John asked.
"Skynet has contracted a computer virus, Sir." Davies replied. "Its signature tells us that this virus is, in fact, a part of the experimental Gypsy Virus that we were working on a month ago."
"So what's wrong?" John asked, curious. "-And how did Skynet manage to pick this up, anyway?"
Now it was Black's turn to speak, as he riffled through the wad of paper, seeking out information. "It must have come from one of the laptop units - they were all going to have the component installed, but we found a loophole in the virus and the installation was never completed. We tried to find the signature from the laptop responsible, but all we got was a stream of garbled numbers and characters."
"The virus was currently under research and nearing completion, but now that Skynet has had it once, it'll protect itself from the possibility of a reoccurrence." Davies added, sweeping her hand through her blonde hair. "The whole programme will have to be re-written if we want to use it again. It's a big mission, Sir."
John's mind was racing; did this mean his daughter was alive? Or did it mean she was gone for good? He snapped out of his troubled wonderings, and realized that the other two were looking at him, faces grave.
"Can we attack Skynet?" John queried, wondering, -was this an opportunity to win the war?
"Afraid not, Sir," said Davies. "As we said, the virus is only half completed, and when Skynet breaks 600 characters, the virus will cut short. It's only a tiny part, and Skynet should get to 600 in about.." She looked at Black, who studied his papers.
"About 8 minutes, Sir."
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Elizabeth ran along the corridor, the lights above her flickering. She figured that Skynet must have a virus, but she didn't know where it had come from. If it had come from her barracks Hope, she was in big trouble - that meant they were preparing to launch an attack. Elizabeth did not want to find herself inside a target for a missile. It would not be fun.
She skidded to a halt as she slid into an enormous room; the sides lined with rows of T-810's, a shudder running down her spine. She cursed herself for running so blindly, She was sure that they were about to turn on and kill her. They were fairly good at killing people.
The terminators remained motionless, and she sprinted down the long room. Nearing the door at the other end, a shower of sparks flew from a pipe above, making her jump and lose her footing. A terminator fell forward towards her, missing her face by centimeters.
Shivering all over, she crawled through the door into the next room.
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A.N: I'll try and update soon!
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Inside the Skynet mainframe, an alarm was screaming. The alert rippled through the entire compound in 3.2 nanoseconds. The virus called itself the 'Gypsy virus', and it was tearing through Skynet. Instant firewalls were triggered around the central systems, and another drive cycled systematically through the base, isolating infected systems. Yet another operation of hacking into the 3200 digit release activation code was taking place. A patrolling T-810 was blasted into oblivion by the misguided sentry guns as they whirled around in their sockets, confused between friend and foe. 37 digits down. The virus had come from the girl's laptop..... only who or what was The Girl? More lost files to be uploaded later. A Terminator storage unit exploded as the virus overloaded it with power. 53 digits found.
~
John Connor strode into the computer laboratory. Lieutenant Davies and Captain Black strode over to meet him, a large wad of paper firmly grasped in Black's hand.
"What seems to be the problem?" John asked.
"Skynet has contracted a computer virus, Sir." Davies replied. "Its signature tells us that this virus is, in fact, a part of the experimental Gypsy Virus that we were working on a month ago."
"So what's wrong?" John asked, curious. "-And how did Skynet manage to pick this up, anyway?"
Now it was Black's turn to speak, as he riffled through the wad of paper, seeking out information. "It must have come from one of the laptop units - they were all going to have the component installed, but we found a loophole in the virus and the installation was never completed. We tried to find the signature from the laptop responsible, but all we got was a stream of garbled numbers and characters."
"The virus was currently under research and nearing completion, but now that Skynet has had it once, it'll protect itself from the possibility of a reoccurrence." Davies added, sweeping her hand through her blonde hair. "The whole programme will have to be re-written if we want to use it again. It's a big mission, Sir."
John's mind was racing; did this mean his daughter was alive? Or did it mean she was gone for good? He snapped out of his troubled wonderings, and realized that the other two were looking at him, faces grave.
"Can we attack Skynet?" John queried, wondering, -was this an opportunity to win the war?
"Afraid not, Sir," said Davies. "As we said, the virus is only half completed, and when Skynet breaks 600 characters, the virus will cut short. It's only a tiny part, and Skynet should get to 600 in about.." She looked at Black, who studied his papers.
"About 8 minutes, Sir."
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Elizabeth ran along the corridor, the lights above her flickering. She figured that Skynet must have a virus, but she didn't know where it had come from. If it had come from her barracks Hope, she was in big trouble - that meant they were preparing to launch an attack. Elizabeth did not want to find herself inside a target for a missile. It would not be fun.
She skidded to a halt as she slid into an enormous room; the sides lined with rows of T-810's, a shudder running down her spine. She cursed herself for running so blindly, She was sure that they were about to turn on and kill her. They were fairly good at killing people.
The terminators remained motionless, and she sprinted down the long room. Nearing the door at the other end, a shower of sparks flew from a pipe above, making her jump and lose her footing. A terminator fell forward towards her, missing her face by centimeters.
Shivering all over, she crawled through the door into the next room.
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A.N: I'll try and update soon!