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Haven

ch.11

"What's going on?" Derek asked Sarah. Both were now running down a dark walkway.

"Just keep moving." Sarah replied to him. She couldn't believe she acted the way she did, freezing up at the sight of the old terminator. Deep down she knew it wasn't the same one that helped her out years ago, and it wasn't the first one that tried to kill her. Her whole life ever since Kyle, became fighting against the machines. But why, of all the terminators she had seen and fought lately had this one been the one to make her freeze?

John no doubt had an attachment to that design. After all, it was his first real father figure. So it would be possible that his future self would send it back to help protect him. Just like the last one.

The T-101 didn't seem to be out to kill them, at least and she was lucky, because if it was she would be dead.

Derek pulled Sarah to the side and pinned her against the wall. He stared into her eyes, he had startled her to be sure but it would take much more to faze her.

"What just happened?" Derek asked her again. "You freaked out when you saw that Terminator."

It was one of the few times Derek had ever seen weakness in Sarah before. Within a second, that weakness was gone. Sarah regained her composure and turned her head to make sure whatever Cameron left them to fight was gone. Derek let go of her once he thought she would cooperate and the two continued walking.

"I've seen two of his kind before."

"When?"

"When John was young. John reprogrammed one in the future and sent it back to protect himself. The other one…"

The machines in the room stopped moving again. Again they were shut off, but this time from the control room. The over head lights for the room turned on and Sarah's vision became filled with white walls and gray ceilings. The machines, which were hard to see before where now fully visible.

Both Sarah and Derek walked down some stairs and moved to the bottom floor of the building. The held their guns at ready, aiming at anything that crossed their path.

"What about the other one?" Derek asked.

"The other one…" Sarah started to tell Derek, but felt her throat choke. Should she tell Derek? It probably wouldn't make a difference, but if this machine was good, telling Derek the truth might push him over the edge. His patience with Cameron was tenuous at best, could he tolerate another Terminator with a checkered past?

"Did it try to kill you or something?"

"Yes. It came before John was born and tried to kill me." Sarah answered quickly.

"You're not telling me everything." Derek replied.

Sarah decided it was best that he knew. They were brothers. She quickly bit her lower lip. "The first one killed Kyle."

Derek froze in that moment as he let that thought linger in his mind. Sarah noticed he stopped moving. "Derek?" She called out.

Derek joined her back by her side. "Now's not the time." He told her and himself.

They both began moving again, Sarah out front and Derek behind her, covering the rear. They were looking for two things. John and whatever the T-101 was fighting back in the room.

They heard the distinct metal clinks of someone running across a metal walkway hanging above them. They both looked up and scanned each one, but were unable to find the person running. The room was massive and it was hard to see all the areas this person could be from just any one place in the room.

Sarah continued looking at all the metal walkways until the noise stopped. Perhaps it was John, he had to be on the run. Whatever the T-101 was fighting had to be a Terminator, and if so, it was no doubt after John.

Derek tapped her on her shoulder to get her attention. "Tin Miss." He said. She turned her head to look at the place where he was pointing.

Cameron was walking toward them. But it was odd. Her movements where slow and seemed forced. Her steps where too short and didn't have the grace she usually walked with. She was obviously damaged again.

"Cameron." Sarah called out; both she and Derek made their way to the Terminator.

"What was that back there?" Derek asked.

"Get away from me!" Cameron yelled. Sarah and Derek stopped in their tracks.

"Cameron what's wrong?"

Cameron seemed to be having a hard time focusing on her. She seemed preoccupied. "Cameron." Sarah repeated and took another step forward.

Cameron then launched herself at Sarah. Derek jumped into action and pushed Sarah to the ground.

Cameron having missed Sarah grabbed Derek. Derek attempted to pistol whip her in the face, but Cameron's moves where too fast and strong. She let go of him, using her left elbow she japed his face, barley missing his nose, and with her right hand she again grabbed him as he fell and held him in the air by his neck.

Cameron threw Derek to the side, is if discarding him. Derek impacted against a cinder block wall, and fell to the ground. The wind knocked out of him. He coughed as he got to knees, holding his stomach as he tried to get his breath back.

"Sarah, get away from me!" Cameron yelled again, but she gave Sarah no time to move away. Cameron kicked away Sarah's shotgun and grabbed Sarah by the neck. Cameron kept walking, holding Sarah by the neck until the two reached a wall. Sarah felt the cold hard cement used in the cinderblocks hit her in the back. Sarah grabbed Cameron's hands and tried to pry just enough room for herself to breathe. Cameron's hand, however was going back and forth between tightening and loosening her grip on Sarah neck. It was as if Cameron couldn't decide whether to kill Sarah or not.

"Cameron…" Sarah choked out.

"My circuitry has been compromised." Cameron stated. Sarah watched as Cameron raised her other fist high in the air, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Sarah's skull. Sarah watched, but the fist did not come down. Instead the fist moved back and forth, like it was in the rope in a tug of war competition.

Sarah had never seen the look on Cameron's face before. If Cameron was human, Sarah would think she was in a lot of pain. Cameron's head was shaking back and forth as well. But it was the tears that really alarmed her. John had told Sarah, that he saw Cameron cry. She cried the time she went bad and tried to stop John from removing her chip. Seeing her tears and Cameron confessing that she loved John almost stopped him, and now Sarah could see just how powerful the terminator's tears are. Sarah could hardly believe that they were artificial.

Without any warning, Cameron released her grip on Sarah and took five whole steps back. Sarah fell to the floor, coughing and unconsciously massaging her throat.

"She's taken control of me! She's taken control of my body!" Cameron still had her fist raised in the air. Sarah was still against the wall. She couldn't escape from Cameron. No matter which way she ran, Cameron could easily grab her.

Cameron took a step forward. "I don't want to do it."

Sarah felt around the back of her waist. Cameron removed her shotgun, but Sarah still had a pistol. An m1911 chambered to fire .45 caliber bullets. The strongest pistol Sarah had. She moved herself into a squatting position against the wall and aimed her pistol at Cameron's forehead.

"I don't want to do it." Cameron repeated and took another step forward. Cameron kept continuously repeating that phrase but didn't take another step forward. Cameron lifted her foot into the air, but it moved back and forth before moving behind Cameron, and having her take a step back. Cameron continued with another step backward.

Sarah didn't know why she hadn't shot Cameron yet. It wasn't too long ago that Cameron had tried to kill John, and back then Sarah had no problem fighting Cameron. But now, for some reason Sarah couldn't do it. It was the look on Cameron's face. It had to be emulating a human's emotion, it was impossible for a machine to show as much emotion as Cameron was showing right now. If Sarah was in John's place, and this was the look on Cameron's face while she was stuck between those two trucks, could Sarah pull Cameron's chip? Could Sarah do the same thing that John did? Sarah didn't know, but right now she couldn't pull the trigger either.

"I don't want to do it Sarah. I don't. She's making me do it." Cameron had stabilized her footing. Her legs had stopped moving, but her upper torso was jerking from side to side. It seemed to be resisting, but her fist slowly began to lower itself.

"Please, I don't want to do it. I'm sorry Sarah. I'm sorry. She's making me do it. I don't want to do it."

"Kill her." Another voice called out. It was a female's voice. A girl, around John's age appeared out of the shadows. She had a cold and determined look. She had one eye shut, as if it the eye was hurt really bad.

Cameron continued to look at Sarah with the same pain filled expression. She then shook her head.

"Terminate her." The girl ordered. She spoke more forcibly this time. Anger seemed to be evident in her voice.

Sarah watched the tears stroll down Cameron's cheeks.

"No." Cameron forcibly said.

The girl walked briskly behind Cameron. Sarah watched the girl's finger extend and watched as the girl stabbed it into Cameron's neck. Cameron's body seized up. Her arms moved to her side, and her feet moved together. Her posture went erect and her body seized.

"Nooo!!!" Cameron screamed.

Cameron's scream was cut short as bullets began impacting the girl. The force from each bullet slightly pushed the girl back. By the sixth bullet the girl was pushed just far enough away for her finger to slide out of Cameron's neck. Once she was free of the girl's grasp, Cameron fell face first to the ground.

Sarah turned backward, looking up she saw John standing on one of the over head walkways. He had a pistol raised and an angry look on his face. The pistol John was using wasn't one of Sarah's. It was large and powerful. It has a high rate of fire and within seconds John was able to empty the six bullets left in the clip into the female terminator.

After the twelfth bullet had hit her Haven looked up to see John Connor was the one shooting at her. He was up on the first walkway. He had fired twelve bullets and by the look of his gun, his clip was out. Connor was now fleeing. The walkway he was on connected to another walkway and staircase used for access to the two walkways. If John reached that then he would be out of her range.

Her plasma cannon wasn't a viable option. It would take 3 seconds for the weapon to extend from her arm and another 3 seconds for the plasma to charge before she would be able to fire. Connor would reach safety before ten seconds had passed. A less efficient weapon would have to suffice.

Her alloy skin retracted from her left palm and around her left elbow joint. Inside her arm was a compact machine gun. Bullets flew from her palm and casings ejected from her elbow.

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Cameron's HUD flashed and faded. It flashed again before coming back online.

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Cameron saw John firing up on the walkway. The bullets he fired into the terminator were effective, but his clip was out. He would have to take a moment to reload. That moment was all the terminator would need. Cameron watched as the Terminator revealed an internal machine gun. Very few Terminators had on board weaponry, meaning that this Terminator's model could only be T-X.

Cameron stood up and attacked the T-X. The T-X's bullets flew off course away from John, allowing John to safely get behind cover. Cameron threw another fist at the T-X, but the T-X dodged it and kicked her back against the wall.

Once Cameron hit the wall she froze up. Her processor got hung up and froze for a second, she was damaged. The T-X accessed her system and locked out a lot of Cameron's functions. A new security protocol was programmed in, one that responded solely to the TX. Cameron could not access a good amount of the files she had. To add to that, being disconnected from the T-X while the T-X was accessing her CPU caused information to be corrupted. Other functions could not operate correctly because parts of the code were no longer readable.

She was damaged, but not beyond repair. Cameron's CPU is made adjustments to her code in order to compensate for errors; her subroutines modified her program's code to attempt to correct the errors. She knew her systems would never function with 100% efficiency again and while she had started to repair herself, it was a lengthy process. It could take days for her processor to find all the errors and attempt to repair them. If they could ever find all the errors.

Haven stared at the TOK715 on the ground. Haven found it interesting that her chip, though damaged, was able to re-access her subroutines and regain partial control of her body functions. The CPU that Haven dumped herself into is the most advanced created for a mobile unit. This CPU is shared between the TX series and the TOK series. Satisfaction is being pleased by something. Haven in fact found satisfaction that her latest CPU was able to overcome such a feat while damaged. Even though this 'Cameron' was a reprogrammed Terminator, and is now an enemy, her CPU still did the job that Haven designed it to do. Flattery was the appropriate term, along with pride in one's own work. A faint blush was the accompanied expression was well.

Haven gave off the slightest blush that went unnoticed by all the other occupants in the building.

She was half done with the adjustments to regain control of the Cameron's subroutines when her connection was severed. This no doubt damaged Cameron's chip further. Haven designed Terminator CPU's to be adaptable, their subroutines are able to rewrite code to repair lost functionality but the system was not without it's limitations. This 'Cameron' may continue to operate, depending on what portions of her program where critically damaged but she would never function to her full potential again.

Next to her was Sarah Connor, still on the ground, holding a gun at Haven. The gun was antiquainted, current to this time period and thus was of little threat to Haven. The human male was about fifteen feet away, and was still staggering to get up.

Haven decided to suspend the mission to terminate them. John Connor was close and alone, and the three held no immediate threat at the moment. The termination of John Connor was more important than anything else. Humans would say "Priorities" in reference to a situation where one had to choose between two competing objectives.

Haven located a metal staircase that lead to the level that John Connor was currently at. She moved at a brisk pace toward the staircase. She felt the bullets from both humans ricochet off her back, as they followed her but she made no motion to stop them. They were of little threat and John Connor was close by.

John threw his back against the concrete wall that was providing cover. He ejected the clip from his mk23 and loaded a new one in. He then checked to make sure that he did not get hit by a bullet. His adrenaline was pumping, and when one's adrenaline pump's, they can sometimes not notice pain. The bullets came awfully close and he was almost certain he was a goner. He had his back to her, so he didn't know how the T-X missed him, but he was just thankful that she did.

His mother saw him, and he would no doubt later get the speech about how dangerous what he did was, and how he needs to be smarter and not take as many chances. "You're too important." She would say. Well Cameron is important too and John couldn't let that machine do whatever it was doing to Cameron.

He heard gun shots. A lot of gun shots. John peaked his head around the corner only to make direct eye contact with the TX. She knew exactly where she was. John jumping out of hiding to save Cameron could very well have been his death wish, because now the T-X had zoned in on him. Lights were now on in the building, the manufacturing machines were all off and the heat from them was dispensing, so all her sensors were back on and functioning. She was making her way to John, and both Sarah and Derek where firing their weapons at her back.

John moved his head back behind the concrete wall and looked at his surroundings. He then realized how incredibly bad his hiding spot was. To his right were old computers mainframes lined up against a wall. To his left was the path he came from and a second walkway that connected perpendicularly to it and headed to the other side of the room. Running across either would be suicide; he would be out in the open and too close to the T-X. John's only hope was an emergency exit that was at the end of the line of computers. A good ten feet away. A good little run.

Where is Bob? He thought to himself. He needed Bob. Bob needed to distract the T-X while John fired at her.

John shook his head and sighed. No, he had to do this. He needed to stop relying on everyone to do it for him. In the future he may order people around, but his future self had earned that right. John had to earn it first. He still had to prove himself against the machines, prove that he could lead the human race to victory.

John was determined. He had one bullet from the last clip still in the chamber. That meant he had thirteen bullets before he was out. John lined himself up with the exit door and made a mad dash toward it. After a few steps John turned around and fired at the T-X. He just wanted to slow her down and it worked. Haven was having a hard time moving forward, and the HighV rounds from Johns gun was doing a good job keeping her at bay.

Right before he made it to the door he saw a blinding bright blue light come from the Havens arm. He knew what that was, and he knew how bad for him it was too.

John made it outside and noticed that the door lead to a metal staircase about twelve feet off the ground. Not wasting time John grabbed the metal hand rails and jumped down to the ground. The moment he made it in the air, plasma blast from the T-X impacted the closed door behind him. The explosion threw John further away and he hit the ground with a much greater force. His left shoulder made contact first and took the blunt of the crash. He knew he would feel it in the morning.

John wasted no time. He got up as quick as he could and kept moving. He had his gun trained on the door. This was not working. Right now retreat was his best option. He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his keys to the Hummer. He had to re-group, find out what happened to Bob and Cameron and formulate a plan.

Sarah emptied her last clip. She didn't have more than two for that gun, but it would be on her shopping list when she got home. Derek was on his feet, chasing the machine while firing none stop at its back. He had more bullets than she did, not that it seemed to make a difference, the Terminator kept moving ignoring them both in favor of hunting down John.

Sarah was a little woozy. When Cameron slammed her against the wall she hit her head pretty hard. She took another step only to feel the world tilt as she lost her footing. It was Cameron who came to her side and placed a shoulder underneath Sarah's own to hold her up.

"I'm sorry Sarah." Cameron said. Sarah noticed that tears were still flowing from Cameron's eyes. "I tried to over write her commands, but it was too difficult for me."

An explosion got Sarah's attention again. It erupted from up a stair and around the area that she had last seen John. It reminded her that her son was way over his head. "We'll talk later." Sarah said. Cameron nodded her head in agreement and the two made a run for the newly placed hole in the wall.

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