Research and experimentation had been conducted. Skynet began putting the T-1000 into production, using the machines as a test to determine what would need to be upgraded. Materials were running short at Navajo Mountain, but this would only be a temporary solution to sweeping up the pockets of resistance.
Skynet examined the potential risk of mass-producing T-1000 units. Therefore the cyborgs were programmed to stay a minimum distance of three miles from the factory. It would not allow its creations the opportunity to destroy their creator. The possibility of a T-1000 gaining control of weapons of mass destruction existed, but the units were assigned to patrol areas that, according to Skynet's military database, housed no weapons with nuclear capability.
It had begun construction on an endoskeleton made of various alloys and a design that allowed for more agility than previous models. Built-in weapon systems would allow for a greater versatility in battle and infiltration. Skynet's name for the project was T-X Enhanced Logic Weapons Systems Cybernetic Warrior/Infiltrator Unit.
The T-X would be its finest creation; it only required time and further research.
COLORADO"Skynet is getting desperate," Kate Brewster said to her husband as she sat next to him on their cot. "Mass producing something as advanced as the T-1000 is risky."
Connor nodded. The information obtained from the system core at Cheyenne Mountain had revealed that polyalloy required a great deal of materials. Skynet was already bleeding the earth dry of fuel and minerals, so this action would further complicate things.
"I don't like it either, Kate. Our intel says that Skynet--"
"Is still active. I know, John," Kate said, resting her head on his shoulder. "But we can't give up now. This war has gone on too long."
John sighed. A long silence fell between them. Was this how it happened? Did the war continue like this before?
He sighed once again and rubbed his temples. Time was a confusing factor of the universe. The dynamics of it was enough to make him believe that even Skynet could not fully grasp its principles.
"I'm gonna go check in and see if anything new has come up," Kate said as she rose from her cot. "Get some rest."
John looked down at the floor, tired yet unable to sleep because of the burden he held. It seemed like he hadn't had a good night's sleep since he was a child. He would have to wait until he was dead before he could get the rest he needed.
He looked over at the plasma rifle leaning up against the blackened cement wall of his room. It was something he continued to hate yet always loved. Technology itself was both a good deed to man and a symbol of sin itself.
John Connor decided in his own mind that this war would never end. It may be fought in other places, other times…but it would never stop.
