> "We thought we were safe. We thought the world was what we saw from our little hill.
We were wrong."
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Opening Scene – Sunset Talk
The sky bled gold, streaking into orange-red like a wound across the heavens. Under the ancient banyan tree, three silhouettes huddled, shadows stretched like fingers grasping at the last light.
Shrey's eyes scanned the horizon with a warrior's hunger, though he was no soldier yet. "The SCP Foundation is real," he muttered. "You don't hide monsters unless there's something to hide."
Maya's laughter was short, forced. "You've watched too many conspiracy reels. There's no shadow war."
Rohan's chuckle had an edge. "If there is… we wouldn't even be pawns."
The wind changed. Distant birds stopped singing. The stillness became heavy—like the pause before a guillotine falls.
Then Maya whispered, out of nowhere, "I never knew my mom."
The mood shattered like glass. And from that crack, the darkness seeped in.
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Scene Shift – First Attack
> "The day peace ended... we met the truth. And it wore wings."
The sound was wrong.
Too loud. Too layered. A bass-heavy buzz that shook bones and rattled the lungs.
The horizon boiled with black specks.
"No… what is that?" Maya's voice cracked.
The buzzing became a scream.
Shrey's instincts screamed run. But his legs locked as the creatures came into view—insectoid titan, wings vibrating like war drums. Wolf-sized. With stingers longer than swords.
They didn't fly. They invaded.
One peeled off and charged.
Everything blurred. Rohan's scream. Maya's shriek. The wind howling past as they ran.
But Rohan wasn't fast enough.
"BROTHER!"
A figure slammed down between them, wrapped in a veil of living energy—flesh-like tendrils dancing across his arms, shielding them.
He was barely a man, but in that moment, he was a god.
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Battle Scene – Tragic Heroism
> "Power is a curse when it comes too late."
The barrier around them pulsed like muscle and bone. It breathed. It bled.
Then it cracked.
Electricity sparked from the hero's skin—uncontrolled mutation. His scream was part lightning, part sorrow.
The bees came.
He fought—fists lit with rage, slamming creatures into pulp.
But they kept coming.
Ten. Fifteen. Twenty.
His voice trembled. "Run. Please… just run!"
And then they tore into him.
Shrey watched the light fade from his eyes as Rohan screamed his name. As Maya wept and crawled.
The world slowed.
Time died.
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Chibi Interlude – Traumatized Survivors
(insert stylized sketch-like, grayscale chibi scene with muted expressions)
Chibi Maya: (wrapped in blanket, wide-eyed) "I miss the sunset…"
Chibi Shrey: (hair like a porcupine, holding a cracked phone) "I miss normal."
Chibi Rohan: (silent, curled in fetal position)
Laughter didn't come this time.
Only silence.
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Scene – Broken Families
Doors burst open.
Rohan's mother collapsed beside him, sobbing like a child.
Shrey's mom tried to speak—but her hands only trembled on his face.
Maya's dad staggered in, blood on his shirt, axe in hand.
Then they heard it again.
The Buzz.
Quieter now.
But still there.
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Final Scene – Birth of Resolve
Three days later.
The map on the table was more warboard than school project.
Anchor Points. SCP logos. Red-thread lines like veins pumping through a bleeding planet.
Shrey's voice was cold. "They attacked. They killed. We were insects to them."
Rohan stared at his brother's picture. "I'm not waiting for them to come back."
Maya clenched her fists. "Even if we die… I want to fight."
Shrey grinned, not in joy, but fury. "Then let's become monsters too. The kind that protect."
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> Outside, the buzz grew louder.
Inside, their hearts had already changed.
They were no longer children.
They were survivors.
And soon… they'd be soldiers.
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