Fnaf Security Breach Staff Bots Novels & Stories

When I got there, my secretary followed behind me, the iPad in her hand as she filled me in. "We got a message this morning.." "Do we know who it is?" I cut her short. "No, it's an anonymous message. From a bot account." She replied and paused for two seconds. When I didn't say anything she continued. "The person wants to expose them. It seems they are quite a lot on the list. We've been waiting for the list of names since 8am." "Keep waiting. Send a follow up message if you can. We need to get that list so we can know who they are and fight them." I instructed and she nodded, diverting to the meeting Hall while I entered my office.

“Yes, well, it wasn’t a fucking problem until you told Jennifer we would have her contracts for the Sampson takeover ready by Thursday!” Jennifer Akins, aka Boob Squad member number one, was president of the Nathan Thorne fan club. She came around, flaunting her chest in front of him every single day, at any opportunity she could find. There were now twelve official members of his fan club, so Jennifer wasn’t the only distraction during the day as each one of them filed in at some point. “If you had informed me of your agreement with Jack, we wouldn’t still be here.” “If you read your fucking email, you would have known.”

The next morning, Ava sent out an internal memo: Subject: This House Will Not Crumble To all staff, partners, and volunteers: We’ve experienced a breach. A targeted one. We are not afraid. If anything, this only reaffirms the importance of what we’re building. And what we’re protecting. We are doubling down on security protocols. Legal is on standby. And effective immediately, every survivor file will be encrypted using two step, in house verification. No external access. No compromise. We don’t back down. Signed, Ava Sinclair-Wolfe

I knew whose account we had frozen and whose account was unfrozen—but how? “I thought you said his account couldn’t be unfrozen?” My voice was calm but firm. “I thought so too. That’s why I used a bot to continuously freeze the account. However, using a verified software, the bot was corrupted and deleted so it couldn’t be used again. The person who handled this account is clearly a major cyber guru,” Natasha explained. I smiled immediately. “Then we have to execute Plan C,” I said firmly. Natasha nodded. We had drafted our plans against Gabriel, ready to launch another if he found his way around one.

Thane began. I nodded, finished for him. "The land Ainsley and her daddy were so concerned about. All of these headlines are in reference to that empty plot of land we were blackmailed out of and the families previously mentioned. I set up a bot to alert me when Christiansen goes in to get the deed redone in his name. The bot will essentially attach itself to, not only the terminal the request is handled in, but the document itself. It will set up backdoors for me to access the system that tries to open the file. No matter its final destination." Thane clapped me on the shoulder. "I'm so glad you're on our side."

— Back at VIREX HQ, Ethan was already anticipating this. He’d called an emergency meeting with his inner circle. Vanessa arrived first, holding a physical copy of that morning’s Business Insider Asia—with Ethan’s face splashed across the cover under the headline: “The Trillionaire In The Making.” “Nice picture,” she said dryly, tossing it onto the table. “You’ve officially made it. Which means… someone’s about to try to destroy you.” Felix followed her in, holding his tablet. “We’ve already detected bot activity targeting our servers. Someone’s paying for mass DDoS attacks. Nothing’s breached us yet—Aiden’s protocols are holding.”

Seeking clarity, I reached for my microphone and clicked it on, initiating communication with Alpha, our team lead. "Lennox to Alpha, can you shed light on the origin of these rumors?" I queried, making my way through the archway and entering my living room, which shared a connecting door with Ashton's abode. Bowl in hand, I awaited Alpha's response. "According to SFA, the term 'public' was traced back to an email sent by Ashton's assistant. We need Tony to gather more information. Please respond with an affirmative," Uriah, another member of our security team, relayed. It struck me as ironic that our duty was to protect these influential families, yet in doing so, we often intruded upon the

“Running stealth patch now. No external trace.” Lyra coordinated with our PR automation grid to scrub social traffic. “Bots are drowning the keywords,” she said. “Even if someone searches, results redirect to unrelated press,” Roe confirmed the infiltration depth next. “They used our old backup server as an entry point. The same one we left for audit reference.” Damon’s tone darkened. “Then someone inside helped them.” Roe didn’t argue. He kept typing, fingers moving fast, face lit by his screen. “I’ll isolate whoever accessed the credentials last.”

⸻ Damien’s arm tightened around me slightly. “You don’t owe him anything.” ⸻ The softness in his voice nearly shattered me further. ⸻ Before I could respond— The alarm suddenly intensified. ⸻ A loud mechanical voice echoed through the facility. ⸻ “Security breach detected.” “Lockdown initiated.” ⸻ The older man frowned slightly. ⸻ “That’s unfortunate.” ⸻ One of the white-clothed staff members rushed toward him. ⸻ “Sir, the lower access gates have been compromised.”

I growled, snapping my brows together. But what would be so wrong about everyone knowing? I whipped my phone from my pocket to call Steven when I noticed three alerts from my IT security team. SECURITY BREACH DETECTED UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS ATTEMPT FAKE ID USED "Shit!" The alerts had come in about twenty minutes ago while I was with Eliana. I was balls deep between her tits and hadn't heard the notifications. Dammit! "What is it?" Matthew asked, moving closer. "Someone tried to access the company's restricted files." I pulled up the details of the alert. "And used a fake copy of my ID."