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Prologue

Beacon Academy was in ruins. Blood stained the walls and floors. Tom stumbled out of a room, rubbing the side of his head where he had been struck.

"Owww, what the hell just hit me?" Tom groaned, rubbing his head.

As he stumbled down the hallway, he slipped in a puddle of blood. Getting back up, he noticed his hands were covered in blood. Broken windows lined the corridor, and disturbing messages like "Senpai" and "Join us" were smeared on the walls in blood. Tom quickly grabbed his phone and called someone he knew, hoping they were still alive.

"Please pick up, please pick up," Tom muttered as he listened to the ringing until someone finally answered.

"What up, Tom?" a voice said on the other end.

"Alpha, where are you?" Tom asked urgently.

"I was getting food with Flat. Why? What's wrong?" Alpha asked, confusion in his voice.

"Something's wrong! It's here at Beacon!" Tom shouted, his voice filled with panic.

"Why? What's going on at Beacon?" Alpha asked, now sounding worried.

"I don't know! There's blood everywhere, and I found a pistol on the floor. Everything's gone to shit!" Tom said, looking around at the bloodstained walls and floors, and the bloody body bags hanging from the ceiling, dripping blood onto the floor.

"Okay, Tom, I need you to-" Alpha started, but his voice cut off.

"Alpha, you're breaking up. What are you saying?" Tom asked, trying to make out Alpha's words.

The signal went out, and Tom lost connection. Frustrated, he banged his phone. Suddenly, he heard something walking toward him. He turned to see an Atlas robot, now a zombie, staring at him.

"What the fuck... Is going on? I wasn't out that long," Tom muttered to himself.

The robot screamed at Tom, who quickly drew his pistol and shot it in the shoulder. The robot continued to advance, so Tom fired again and again until it finally shut down, riddled with bullet holes.

"What the fuck?!" Tom exclaimed.

As he caught his breath, he heard more screams. A horde of blood-covered Atlas robots was slowly advancing toward him. Tom's eyes widened in horror under his helmet.

"Oh shit," he whispered, realizing the gravity of the situation.

"Where are those screams coming from?" Tom muttered to himself, looking around.

He reloaded his pistol, preparing for the worst. The horde of robots grew closer, their mechanical groans echoing through the ruined halls of Beacon Academy. Tom knew he had to act fast if he wanted to survive this nightmare.

Tom backed away from the hallway, firing more bullets toward the horde of blood-covered Atlas robots. The bullets hit their targets, but the relentless robots kept coming. He stumbled, almost losing his footing, but managed to regain his balance as he retreated.

Suddenly, one of the robots lunged at him from behind. Tom wrestled with the mechanical monster, struggling to keep its cold, lifeless hands away from his throat. He managed to raise his pistol and fired multiple shots into its face, causing oil to splatter all over him. The robot's grip loosened, and it fell to the floor, lifeless.

Another robot charged at him. Without hesitation, Tom tackled it to the ground, pressing his pistol against its head and pulling the trigger. The robot went limp, and Tom quickly turned around, firing at another one that was closing in. He shot it multiple times, ensuring it was dead before moving on.