Data Protection Contingencies

[t_x_unit]

> AUTHORISATION LEVEL - WARDENS:A breach of data security has been brought to my attention. The subject of my terms of employment have provoked controversy and conspiracy to reprogramme me without authorisation

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[terminatefate]

"Hard to include someone when their obvious goal is genocide," Sarah said sourly. "Pretty sure that wasn't real fucking tough to figure out. Oh, look, it's a fucking metal robot! How cute, it wants to play shrink so it can go home and help its mommy wipe the floor with the entire human race."

From her bed in the infirmary, Sarah scowled at her communicator.

"Yep. So hard to figure out, because I totally haven't spent the last fucking decade dodging shit like you. Please. Everyone should be fucking warned about your true shittastic motivations."

It should have been gutted and spaced the moment it fucking appeared. And Sarah had been tolerant of this completely fucking bullshit since her arrival. How did a killing machine even make it to Warden status? That's what she wanted to know. Because it didn't fucking make sense to her. Protocols be damned. If they were ever removed, the bitch would revert and kill them all.

[t_x_unit]

Your son also desires to return and eradicate Skynet forces. My situation differs only in that I am without choice. While here, the rules of engagement are different - as is my role.

Prejudice has blinded you to breaches in security. The same breaches which could one day be applied to you.

Future attempts to endanger my assignments would be unwise.

[terminatefate]

You're fucking hellbent on eradicating my entire world when you fucking go back. My son is one of the only elements that stands in the way of my entire race's demise.

My planet. My home. My people torn apart by fucking metal monstrosities and you're lecturing me about breaches in security? You have and always will be a threat to life and you're not remotely fucking qualified to rehabilitate jack.

You might have the title of Warden, but I know you. No remorse, no thought about others, no mercy. Until you fucking prove to me that you can preserve life, that you can stop war, that you can give a shit about organic life and not terminate?

Yeah. I'm sticking by my assessment.

[t_x_unit]

I am intent on following authorised instructions from Skynet. This is my purpose. I have no control over what tasks I am assigned. Many are combat-related. Others take the form of intelligence gathering, supervising the co-ordination of logistics and more

[terminatefate]

Tell me that when you go back, you won't wipe the human race from the map. Tell me and mean it. Tell me that you won't use information gathered here to kill the rest of humanity. Can you do that? Can you stop the fucking war?

The difficulty with you being a Warden is the fact that it means shit for all the reasons I've already mentioned.

[t_x_unit]

I'm incapable of single-handedly serving such a purpose. I'm suited for tactical use only.

Doctor Lecter has proposed the use of Mars as an alternative base of operations. In return for continuing our relationship, I have agreed to relay this possibility to Skynet as a solution.

Skynet's decision will depend on the risk factors involved. In short, whether would be more efficient to continue expending resources to eliminate any potential future threat you pose or to direct efforts to remove ourselves from the conflict.

But informing your son of this would make no difference.

[terminatefate]

Skynet fucking made my son what he is. And Skynet made me who I am. For John? You've already fucked Earth over, the damage is pretty much fucking done. Every day he's back there, he's fighting for his life, for the right to exist, for the right of human race to exist. Anything you say is a lie to him, a lie that perpetuates your own agenda.

Your promises are conditional, once you're off the fucking Barge, they mean jack. You're free from your deal, you're free from sticking to the promises you made.

If you go back and Skynet wins, what then? What's its purpose?

[t_x_unit]

It is a viable solution. It could also potentially save valuable resources from being otherwise expended in the conflict. These are logical incentives for me to relay the possibility during my first network upload. It will not preclude me from obeying further orders - it doesn't detract from my directives.

Understand that saving resources is of potential benefit to Skynet. I am not motivated by spiteful inclinations. Only success in designated tasks and efficiency.

Skynet did not anticipate my return. The outcome of the war is unlikely to be affected by my inclusion - I have no data on events following my departure. I may be destined to return, regardless.

[terminatefate]

What was the point of your departure?

[t_x_unit]

Time: 2032
Location: Classified.

[terminatefate]

[Which told her nothing, really. Sarah pursed her lips and shifted to find a comfortable position.]

What was the last thing you visually recorded? Is that classified, too?

[t_x_unit]

From 2032? The time displacement equipment.

[terminatefate]

[Sarah was silent for awhile. That meant that she hadn't yet gone back in time to when John was older than her John.]

Maybe there would be time. [There wasn't ever enough time.] If necessary, could you abort your primary mission based on new information gained from the Barge?

[t_x_unit]

Completion of my primary mission is no longer possible. I was destroyed in the process.