Kept in the Dark (Foxy x OC)

Chapter 1

LJfangrl: The second picture is how I see Morgan. Btw, just so you know, I personally think that if Foxy spoke, he would sound like he does in Kiki Hyuuga's interpretation of him. I HIGHLY suggest checking out that vid on youtube if you haven't already. Important message at the bottom btw. Enjoy the first chap! :3

A young woman stands on a deserted sidewalk, her long, near-black, brown hair whipping about her face as the wind blows, cool and fierce. A rather nice feeling, considering the heat wave earlier that day. Still, judging from the strength of the gust and the massive gray clouds above, rain would pour from the sky all too soon.

However, none of that seemed to register in her brain at the moment...

All thoughts seemed to settle to a dull roar as her gaze remained on what lay ahead of her. The reflection of a large, rather dilapidated building was all that showed in her dark green gaze...

Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria...

She didn't see the building as it was now, near the point of it needing to be condemned. No, at that moment, she pictured it as it had been that day...

The day she first came here, and met her first and only true friend...

(Flashback)

Standing outside of a large brightly decorated building, five year old Morgan Hennesy clutched the end of her yellow shirt as the light breeze played with her black skirt, waiting for her mother to finish up an important business call.

She wasn't too keen on the idea of going on a 'playdate' with the son of her mother's lawyer. They both attended the same school, and he was always mean to her.

Her mother told her that boys picked on the girls they liked. Morgan wasn't convinced that stuffing someone in a small janitors closet with a dead cat was a form of affection.

He knew she had been terrified of confined spaces, and tossing in the cat he found dead in the street yesterday made her panic even worse! The smell of the rotting feline in a place that seemed to get smaller and smaller with every hyperventilating breath she took had been unbearable. Thankfully the janitor came along and unlocked the door when a teacher complained of screaming and banging coming from inside.

Her mother hung up the phone in a huff.

"Morgan, it seems Tommy and his father cannot make it. However, seeing as we have reservations here, we are going to stay for awhile. Try to enjoy yourself."

"Yes mother." She said quietly.

Morgan was thrilled Tommy wasn't coming, but her mother often took her quiet voice the wrong way.

"Don't be upset Morgan. They had something important to take care of I'm sure. We can reschedule this again. Now, let's go in. People are staring."

Finally opening the door, Morgan followed after her mothers brisk footsteps.

She cautiously glanced around her, studying the various children that were either running and screaming, eating pizza, or watching the three animatronics on the stage sing. There was a purple bunny, what she supposed was a chicken, and a bear...

Her mother told her to 'go play or something' while she waited at a table.

Morgan hesitantly walked up to the animatronics to listen to the music better.

The purple bunny looked at her as she approached, and she froze... The pink eyes of the bunny were so... Real... They seemed more human than the usual plastic ones used for machines. There was a dark red substance leaking from the eyes, which was what worried her most. She knew it was blood.