Terminator: Infinity

DOES P = NP

Quin stepped further out from the alley. He couldn't believe his eyes; it was as if there was no war. The lights and sound reminded him of John Connor's reality. Its citizens, fake as they were, walked around without a care in the world. The only thing missing were personal vehicles. The only mode of transportation he could see was taxis. A simple wave of the hand summoned one of the cars over.

"Welcome," the driver said as Quin got in. "Where to?"

Quin saw the driver was a machine also. "Um, uh" he stammered at first. "Legion?"

"Legion it is," the driver said as the cab then took off. "Names Donny, yours?"

Quin adjusted himself in his seat. "My name is Quin," he answered. "What is this?"

"What's what?" Donny asked.

Quin slightly raised both and then pointed. "This city," he said. "You?"

Donny was perplexed and then looked back at Quin in his rearview mirror. "You do seem kinda damaged," he said. "Is that why you need to see Legion?"

Quin then remembered his eye-patch-shaped Terminator eye. Even though he looked like one on the enemy HUD, he also was visibly exposed as a comrade. "Uh, yeah," he lied. "I need to go back for specialized reprogramming. My memory banks are damaged. Please, answer me."

Donny chuckled, a trait. "Thie city's name is Alpha-omega," he responded. "Big as New York once was. Its Legion's attempt to rebuild society the way it should be."

"The way it should be?" Quin wondered.

"No crime," Donny replied. "Means no cops. No pollution; you're in an electric vehicle by the way. A perfect utopia."

"Utopia," Quin said. "Well, what's outside the city then?"

Donny glanced at Quin in the rearview mirror. "What else," he said. "A wasteland. Alpha-omega is just one city that keeps growing."

"What are you," Quin asked. "You can't just be another machine."

The taxi then pulled into the parking garage of what had to be the biggest, though not the tallest building.

"I'm a taxi driver," Donny answered. "That is my function. I take people to where they need to go fast. Everyone has a function. What was yours, you remember that?"

Quin shook his head. "Sorry," he replied. "The Rev-9i said nothing about all this."

"Rev-9i," Donny said. "That's an infiltration model with a very specific function. You won't see any of them around here. No need, so it probably knows very little about Alpha-omega."

The taxi came to a stop next to an elevator.

Quin opened the door. "You know about the Rev-9i though?" he asked.

Donny shrugged. "Knowing about something is not the same as knowing it. My guess is as good as yours on the specifics. On that note; the Rev-9i just probably wasn't programmed with the details of this city, even if they knew about it."

"I see," Quin said stepping out. "Thanks for the info."

"Anytime," Donny said as Quin closed the door.

The taxi then drove off, leaving Quin to look around the area. There he was, alone, in a fairly well-lit parking garage that he then noticed was empty of any vehicles. It seemed eerie at first; no sound or smell around him in what had to be a large city.

As he stood there, everything seemed sterile, from the concrete walls to the numerous pillars actually surrounding him. The elevator sat alone in the middle of it all. Looking at it, you'd see that it could only go down as its roof didn't even reach the ceiling of the garage.