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Skynet knew where their escaped experiment was going only until a certain point, when she must have cut herself off from the network. It was approximately 10 minutes after she went off the grid that Skynet deployed the prototype T-1000, another experiment, for a mission, despite being unsure of its capabilities. Bring the augmented human back. Alive - she was too valuable.
This escapee had the ability to externally control CPUs and classical electronic/mechanical devices, so a regular T-800 would be helpless against her. The mimetic polyalloy of the T-1000, however, had at least a chance of being resistant to the human’s talents.
T-1000 was given the last known coordinates and then let loose. Once there, the machine used its tactile sensors to determine what direction she had gone in based on disturbances on the ground. Knowledge of the map of the area and likely human hideouts had been given to it, so it used this information to determine her most logical next moves.
Instead of following her, T-1000 decided to intercept her. It moved at 40 miles per hour until he reached an area supposedly occupied by the resistance on her path. It slowed down when he saw a group of armed humans patrolling the area.
The T-1000 was in its default form. A lanky white male, nonthreatening; he wore civilian clothing of the resistance. He flagged the humans down and jogged over with a worried look on his face.
They pointed their weapons at him. Plasma, machine gun, laser rifle. He held up his hands, big blue eyes full of panic.
“What you doing out here, man?” one of the humans asked.
“Hey, I just--” and the fingers on T-1000′s hands shot out, sharp metal claws extending to stab all four humans through the forehead simultaneously. One managed to get out half a round of machine gun fire, but all it did was cause the machine to lean to one side and have some pock marks in him. He withdrew his finger-stakes and the humans were dead before they hit the ground.
He swept his hands over the armor on one of the corpses. His body shifted to the mercury and the shape of the armor grew onto him; in less than two seconds he was wearing an exact replica of the human’s armor. The holes in his facade were healed.
T-1000 put his hands on the ground and felt for any vibrations. Somebody else was coming from the direction he’d determined the escapee would be coming. Hopefully it was her. He knelt down and started gathering the weapons from the dead, as he assumed a survivor of a slaughtered human resistance squad would do. Resources were slim, after all, and you’d have to conserve everything.
Once he saw a figure in the distance, he picked up the laser rifle and hid behind a boulder. He’d shoot at her feet if she came too close, since he was a nervous soldier and all.
