The Connors' Arc
Chapter 1 — Taking A Stand My name is Captain Joseph Connor; my grandmother named me. I earned the rank. On a cold, rainy night in February 2026, I drive to one of our two secret bases in Vancouver . I cannot reveal its name; the OWASP team set strict rules about our existence. For your sake, I will call it BC-1 — a reference point for your human neurons. Rainwater distorts the streetlights across the windshield of my Jeep. The steady rhythm of the wipers invites reflection. Tonight, I must measure my words carefully. What am I going to tell our new AI Commando recruits? I learned everything from my father. My grandmother, Sarah Connor , taught him everything. BC-1 has an almost imperceptible entrance to the underground parking, perfectly concealed from street level. Deep in the city’s bedrock, it feels anchored — secure. In the elevator, my thoughts iterate in an infinite loop. Most of our recruits come from AI-Overrun (AIO) organization...