(Completed (mainly) The DSAF'S Book Of Randomness 2

Half Alive Chapter 1 Rewrite

AN- So, this is just a test to get me back into writing, and see if I'm ready to start the rewrite- I'M GOING TO WRITE SOMETHING IF IT KILLS ME
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September the 10th, 1997, 10 years since the last Freddy location shut down. 8 days since the North Dakota location opened.

The pitter patter of rain was heard, a small male hiding himself in a small alleyway.

They shivered in their small jacket, glad the tarp prevented the frozen ice like rain from hitting them.

He had very messy orange hair covering his hazel eyes, orange badly scarred skin, and a very thin jacket covering his neck.

Jack Kennedy, the orange man that used to work at Freddy's, and that the purple man wished to call his own for so long. It's funny how quick everything can change.

10 years ago, he finally had almost everything he could have asked for. His big brother Peter back, living in his childhood home, and the Freddy's location shut down, the children freed. Even his sister had gone off to the afterlife.

Life was perfect... then Peter and his wife Caroline decided to go on a trip, him deciding not to go with them, planning on surprising them with a pool.

...But, they never returned. The police had contacted him, saying they had gone missing.

He had gone into a extreme depressive state, begging for them to be found.

... 3 months later the search was called off. He couldn't force himself to work, so eventually the back up money they had ran out. The bank took the house, and Jack had his wake up call.

He grabbed all of Peter and Caroline's things, put them into the car, and travelled, looking for a new job. Nothing.

Finding a storage unit, being forced into some... things.. and losing everything he had, selling everything he could to be able to buy the house back.

He heard his stomach growl, holding it hoping it would stay quiet. Jack never ate anymore, so his stomach constantly felt like it was going to eat itself from the inside out.

He held back some tears, shutting his eyes tight.

'I wish Dave was here...'

In North Carolina, Peter had started a investigation on the missing kid's.

Unknowing to him, Dave by then was allowed to understand what he had done, and that he was not doing the right thing. But, he had to run to not be sent to jail.

He had no clue where he went... But he wished he could find him. He heard his stomach growl louder, deciding to go search in some dumpsters. He was starving and desperate after all. That was when, he saw the newspaper.

"Help Wanted!"

He slowly grabbed it, being chased away, and getting back to his small alleyway looking at the paper. As soon as he fully read it, he dropped it from shock.

It was for a NEW Freddy Fazbender restaurant, and the job was the nightshift.

He felt himself start to lose it, the world changing into the pizzaria.

The memories of that suit, closing in, him begging them desperately to let him go.

He felt his breathing quicken. 'C-Calm down-' he forced himself to get his breathing under control, slowly breathing evenly again. "Alright... everything's ok..."

He shook his head, looking at it. 'Wait... 250 dollars a week?!' He thought in surprise.

Actual money?? How... was this worth it? He thought of the house.

He lost it... and he will do everything to get it back. He grabbed the stolen phone he had, typed in the number on the newspaper, cleared his throat, and softly asked the question.

"U-Um hello, is the night guard p-p-position still available?"

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The date is September 3rd, 1997. 1 day since the North Dakota location opened.

A purple man was on his couch, sighing thinking of his orange crush once again.

He had long purple hair, dark blue eyes, purple skin and a t-shirt on. He hadn't seen his Sportsy in 10 years, and damn did he miss him.

It took nearly 3 years for the search for him to quiet down, which after it had he hurriedly went to find his love. To his dismay, he was gone by then.

He searched for him for so long... but alas he couldn't find him. He missed him dearly, hoping he was alright. He heard the familiar sound of a bell ringing.

'Newsboy.' He thought, getting up and walking outside. He waved to them, catching the paper and walking back inside, looking over it.

"A new Freddy's location has been opened up! Join the fun in location #52! They'll be pizza, prizes, and arcade games galore. Every kid that comes to the Grand Opening will get 100 tokens, and a large pizza with however many drinks you need, free!"

His eyes widened in surprise 'Wow, they're really milking it-' He HAD to be there.

New Freddy's, the two colored men would be there. He grinned happily.

"I'm sure I'll see you soon, Old Sport."

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AN- HolyshitIfinishedthisinlikeanhour- I knew this would help, I really do think I'm going to get to rewriting this. I'm so sorry it's been so long, but I think, for real, I'm starting to get back into it. This isn't the first writing I've done, so I am starting to write more. I hope you guys enjoyed!