AN: Okay! So this is about to be crazy. I read this story that did nothing but bring ideas into my head and I'm in love with it.

So for those of you who like Terminator.. I am a huge Arnold Schwarzenegger fan, always have been and I thought Kyle Reese was a whole meal okay? (Good god)

This is a little different. This is a different reality of course as vampires do exist. Bella Swan's life is nothing like she thinks it is. Let's get this going.

Summary: Bella comes home the night Edward proposes to find Charlie at home dying. His last dying breath is a message and a location. When she is betrayed by the only "family" she has left, she races towards an escape only to have a handsome man save her from a fate worse than death.

Chapter 1: 2026

Bella sighed in exhaustion as she closed her truck door. She groaned knowing Charlie was going to throw a fit. He had no idea Edward was back in town and tomorrow everyone would. She had to come clean. But the question was, did she want to marry Edward?

She walked up slowly to the house, sticking her keys into the door. The house was dark, the tv on in the living room. "Dad?" She called, closing the door. Taking off her shoes, she turned around to turn on the lamp. "Bella.." She could hear him rasp. His voice was low, which had Bella's brows furrowing.

"Dad? Where are yo-oh my god." She dropped her keys making her way towards the living room. Charlie was propped up against the couch, his breathing shallow. He gave her a chuckle, blood spilling from the side of his mouth. "I've been waiting for you all night. Bella come here." Bella dropped down to her knees next to him. Tears forming.

"Hush, let me call 911." Bella reached for her phone. Charlie's hand reaches out to grasp hers, holding her small hands in his. "I am 911. It's pointless. I need to tell you something. Something important." Bella shook her head and gritted her teeth. "No. No talking, dad please." She whispered.

She sniffed, and Charlie reached into his shirt pocket pulling out a folded piece of paper. "This is going to sound crazy, but I know you had your fair share. In 2026..there's a war. Between humans and machines. We eventually win, but not without casualties. You're one of these casualties." Bella stared at her father wondering if he was going crazy. But she listened with interest, squeezing his hands tightly.

"I'm from the year 2026. 20 years from now. I came back to the time 1987 after you were killed, hoping in some way I could give myself a message before you were born. I..." Charlie coughed up blood, and shook his head at Bella knowing she wanted to say something. Tears leaked down her face as she let out a shuddering breath.

"I found myself...dead. The machines had gotten to me before I got to myself. I knew very well that I had to be here. Rene was already pregnant with you, and I knew that you needed me. I couldn't go back, there would be no me. I killed the machine that murdered me. A terminator. Nobody knew I was really dead. They killed me because in the future you are human kind's hero. You formed the Resistance. It took the machine's this long... Bella. Trust nobody. No one. Not the Cullen's, not Jacob. Not even your mother. I want you to get as far away as you can from Forks. California. That is where it all starts. There is only one person you can trust..." He rasped coughing up more blood.

Bella swallowed, blinking rapidly. "Who?" She asked. Bella couldn't really understand what was going on. Her father was dying in her arms. She didn't know if she really believed Charlie. He could've been delusional. Just spouting crazy things. All she knew was that her father was dying.

Charlie's eyes widened as his breathing got shallow. He thrust the piece of paper in her hands, blinking rapidly. "Ky-K.." He swallowed, sucking in a wheezing breath. Bella shook slightly as she leaned her forehead against his.

"I love you kid.." He whispered, sucking in a breath. Never exhaling. "Dad?" Bella's asked brokenly, greeted with nothing but silence. "Daddy?" She asked again, Charlie's brown eyes staring upon her with frozen tears, losing life by the second.

Bella's body shook as she sobbed into their joined hands.

She sniffed leaning back, no idea on what to do. She couldn't stop crying as she stood slowly, her bloody hands gripping her flannel shirt tightly. She felt the folded paper, and opened it up, taking a look. On it, written in Charlie's handwriting, was one word: Cyberdyne

Bella started making her way towards the doorway, only to trip over an object. She landed on her back, and leaned forward to see a duffel bag, next to it, gasoline.

A note was attached to the bag, her shaking hands reaching for it as she sat up on her knees.

Basic bag for your travel. In case you don't believe me, check inside. Be safe. I love you. Trust no one Bella.

~Charlie

Bella unzipped the bag, gasping at the assortment of weapons that she never saw except on tv and clothes she never knew she had. She let out a scream at the robotic, metal hand that sat inside. She reached a hand in, retreating it quickly, as the cool metal was like a bucket of cold ice water being dunked on her.

She shook more as she zipped it back up, grabbing her keys. She grabbed the gasoline, knowing what had to be done. What Charlie wanted her to do.

From the very corner of her bedroom, Bella covered her home from head to toe, sobbing as she doused her father with a few shakes. Bella took the lighter off the table, flicking it a few times. The flame lit, illuminating her face briefly before she threw it on the carpet.

The fire was hot as it traveled, and Bella made quick haste getting outside. She could do nothing but hold herself as she got into her truck, and started it up, unsure of which way to go. Left or right?

Bella chose left, a horrible feeling lying in her gut. Trust nobody. No one. Charlie's words rang in her head, but she didn't know what to do. Was Charlie even telling the truth? Right before she got to the turn, Bella stopped the truck, breathing hard.

Bright headlights flashed coming from the driveway, as a car stopped. Bella turned off her lights, not wanting to be seen by whoever was leaving that late. She didn't know what to say. She rolled down the window slowly as she could hear yelling. It was Edward.

"I don't care! You said it yourself, Bella will marry me. That is all that matters! This is the moment we've been waiting for. We've had this planned for a very long time. You all wanted me to find a human. And I did! A special one, that has no qualms with whatever we do. When she dies, you can pick at her brain Carlisle! We need her though if we want this to kick off in a few years. Just get in the damn car." Bella heard a few doors slam and ducked down as the car started to pull out of the driveway, then another.

She sighed in relief as they went the other way. It was then Bella realized that she was nothing but a game to them. To them all. Her phone buzzed, a text from Edward. Going hunting love. Be back next weekend. Hope you're still thinking about my request.

Bella just stared for a moment, before putting it down slowly. Bella needed to move. And fast.

The convenience store music was boring as Bella walked inside, wary of the people bustling around. She kept her head low as she grabbed a few food items. Who was it she was supposed to trust? What did it all mean? What was a terminator? Why did it kill her father? Was it going to kill her? Probably.

Bella looked up as she bumped into someone. He was a taller man, about Charlie's height, with blonde hair.

He wore a dark pair of jeans and a plain shirt, with a dark green jacket over it. His green eyes pierced hers, recognition settling in before disappearing. "I'm sorry." She whispered, passing him. She shivered slightly as a chill ran down her spine.

Bella turned back around briefly to see if she saw the man again, only to see no one. She became tense as something within her wanted her to get the hell out. Bella was close to breaking down, but she needed fuel and some supplies.

As she grabbed a case of water bottles, Bella felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Hello Bella." Victoria purred, moving hair from her neck. Bella froze, staring at the chips in terror. Bella let out a breath, slowly turning around. She met piercing red eyes that glared at her with hate.

"Victoria." Bella acknowledged, her eyes widening with fear. Victoria smirked, breathing her in. "I love this smell of fear. You don't know how long I've been waiting for this moment. To snap your pretty little neck." Bella flinched as Victoria ran an icy cold finger down her cheek.

Bella said nothing, waiting for the moment to come. Victoria raised her hand, and Bella closed her eyes tightly. In a second, Bella heard nothing but ringing in her ears, as some force knocked her backwards, flying into a shelf. She could distinctly hear screaming as her eyes blinked open, her eyes searching around for what was going on.

A hand waved in front of her face, and then someone appeared in her line of vision. It was the man she bumped into. He was saying something to her, but she couldn't hear him over the ringing in her ears. He seemed more desperate as she just stared at him. The ringing started to die down and she could make out what he was saying. "Are you alright?" He yelled, his eyes gazing upon her in concern.

Bella's eyes went to the pile of rock and could see flaming red hair sticking out. Her eyes took in the weapon he had in his hand. He reached for her hand, heaving her up, grunting slightly. He snapped his fingers, getting her attention. "Hey..are you alright?" He asked again. Bella nodded. Despite her nod, he looked her over before dragging her toward the entrance.

It took Bella a moment to catch up with the things around her. "Wait." She planted her feet, causing the man to stop and look at her in a panic, his eyes flashing from her to where Victoria laid.

She found herself being pushed behind him roughly. The man let out a shot at the moving cement, making Bella turn, shielding herself. Her shirt was being gripped as the man dragged her towards the parking lot. People were running and screaming, some just standing there shocked.

The man went to her truck, pulling out her bag. He didn't say anything as he grabbed her again, pulling her towards a car she didn't recognize. Bella grasped his arm trying her best to pull away. Everything was catching up to her. A weapon took down a vampire, and she was being dragged by some mystery man to god knows where. Was he a terminator?

"Let go of me! Help! Somebody help me!" She yelled looking around wildly, but everyone was in their own panic. She fell backwards as he let her go, and onto the ground. She scrambled away from him, her eyes wide. "Bella. I'm not here to hurt you. I need you to get in." He said, putting her bag in the car.

Bella shook her head. "H-how do you know my name? Who are you?" She asked. People ran by screaming, the noise making her head pound. The parking lot finally quieted. He didn't answer her as he looked past her. She found herself suddenly being jerked up by him and shoved into the front seat. She watched as he loaded the rifle in his hands, shooting Victoria multiple times. Bella watched in amazement as chunks of skin flew off.

He seemed to toss something at her, before getting into the car and taking off. Bella's eyes widened as the whole parking lot blew up in flames. She looked forward, her heart racing. "Stop the car!" She shrieked. The man ignored her. Bella reached over, jerking the steering wheel. Pressing on the breaks, the car jerked to a stop, the only thing stopping Bella from flying out the windshield was his arm.

His eyes were icy as he stared at her. "Who are you?! How did you do that? How the hell do you know my name?" She asked, staring at him. He slowly moved his arm away, before looking in the rearview mirror. He turned his attention back to her. "I'm from the year 2026.." Bella gasped, her hand gripping the door handle. His large hand grasped hers, keeping her in place.

"You're trying to kill me." She rasped, trying to pull away. The man shook his head. "No I'm trying to save you. Your father..before he came back to the past, told me that if he never came back, something bad happened. He never came back, and it was now in my hands to do something. You can trust me. My name is Kyle Reese. Resistance soldier from Tech-Com, serial number DN38416. I'm here to make sure you live." He stated, his eyes staring into hers.

Bella stilled, her mind flashing back to the words her father tried uttering. "You're the name my dad was trying to say." She whispered. Kyle nodded, before pulling back onto the road.

"You're in great danger Bella. That thing wasn't the only thing after you. There are terminators here, trying to kill you." He explained, speeding past cars. "What do they look like?" She asked. "Like you and me. The machines have a new model of Terminator's. They look almost human. You can't tell them apart before it's too late." He said, staring at her for a second.

Bella's heart stopped. "How do I know you're not one of them? You could just be telling me all these things." She replied. Kyle said nothing, making Bella's blood run cold. Kyle turned down a deserted street, the darkening sky giving Bella a feeling of dread.

Kyle stopped in front of a cabin, and turned off the car. He turned towards Bella pulling out a knife. Her eyes widened, the blade glinting off the moon light. She watched terrified as he sliced his arm deeply, blood pooling immediately. He started at her as he did so. "We bleed. They don't." He answered before grabbing her bag and getting out of the car. Bella scrambled to follow, getting out of the car.

"What are we doing here?" She asked, looking around. She hastily walked after him. "We need a place to stop and plan our next move. You need rest. I have this place stocked." He answered, opening the door, ushering her in. "Shower is upstairs. Bedroom is up there too. We'll only be staying for the night." He said, putting her bag down on the table. He glanced at her shirt noticing the blood, only it looked fresh.

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" He asked, reaching for her shirt. He stopped midway, glancing her for permission. "I-I didn't realize it." She whispered, nodding. He peeled the shirt up, noticing the deep gash from her wound.

"Sit." He commanded, digging through a bag of his own she didn't realize he had. Bella watched carefully as he took out supplies to clean her wound. She winced at the prodding and antiseptic. She jumped as her cell phone rang in her jacket pocket. She pulled it out and saw Jacob's name flash across the screen. She was surprised that he was calling her. But then again, word probably got around to her house being on fire.

She looked at Kyle, who was busy attending to the wound. She knew she wasn't supposed to trust anyone. "It's Jacob." She stated. His head snapped up as he narrowed his eyes. He took the phone from her hand and threw it on the floor, smashing it with his foot. Bella's eyes widened. "That's not Jacob." He explained, going back to sewing up the gash on her side.

"H-how do you know that?" She asked. Did a terminator kill him? Was he in danger? Kyle stopped what he was doing and looked her in the eyes. "Because I killed him." He responded. Bella could do nothing but sit in silence, wondering why exactly the man that was there to save her, killed her best friend.

AN: Sooooo what do you guys think? The serial number and the unit he was in was information from Wikipedia.

Don't own anything but the plot.

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