~ Scenarios From The Darkest Parts Of My Head ~ 〈 2020-21 〉 ( Completed )

//• William Afton's Death (My Au)•//

BOnk-

I iS bACk with diS-

Just a reminder, the souls of the animatronics only partially possess them, so it's their A.I + the soul's ability to have emotions.

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...He was confused. It was 6 am, wasn't it? Where were the children? Why hadn't they arrived yet? The darkness wasn't going to answer those questions. He had to find the answers himself.

He moved his head towards the chicken, then glanced at the rabbit on his right.

Just then, a cool breeze flew by, followed by a purple figure appearing in front of him. He blinked, and blinked, aaaand blinked, but the figure wouldn't move. It soon took the shape of the bear, its black voids staring right into the bear's blue eyes.

It booped his nose, then disappeared all of a sudden, reappearing in the West Hallway, motioning with its hand for him to follow.

Freddy tilted his head, staring at the animatronic in confusion when a voice inside of him, whispered.

'Follow him. I've got a plan.'

Reluctantly, he jumped off the stage and followed it. Soon, Bonnie and Chica were behind him too.

The purple bear guided them to the once-barricaded room, fading away right after.

The bear peered inside, spotting a man, wearing a purple uniform, holding an ax in his hands. He was laughing like a maniac as he turned his head towards them.

"Well, hello there!" He grinned, both his eyes twitched repeatedly.

Freddy backed up, growling as the man approached him with the ax, and just as he swung it towards him, a strange force grabbed his arm, yanking it backward.

The man glared behind, eventually spotting a faint apparition of a kid, or...two kids, pulling his arm to keep him from attacking the three animatronics.

He jerked his arm away, looking to the bear and swinging the ax towards him once again, but three more child-like apparitions appeared in front of the bear, protecting him and the others like a shield.

Then, a sixth one appeared in front of all of them, causing his ax to drop as he immediately recognized that face.

"Y-you?" His eyes widened, hands raised in defense.

"Missed me?" It murmured, starting to slowly hover towards him. The other souls and the animatronics just watched it silently.

"N-no, stay away from me!" He blurted, stepping back as it neared him. The old walls of that room looked as if they were mocking him at that moment.

"But we need you, Afton." Its hoarse-whispery voice bounced back and forth inside his head. He glanced at the three bandmates, growling.

"This is all your fault!!"

The three didn't respond, just glared, while the soul kept floating towards him.

"Nuh-uh. You talk to me!"

"No! Get away!!" He demanded, hurling a stone at it, but ghosts don't get hurt, do they?

He felt his body starting to hyperventilate, jittering his hands as he kept backing up, until his foot hit something behind.

He glanced to it, finding an old rabbit suit, the suit he used to trick those children with, only to bring them to their end. It was in a state of disrepair, but that didn't matter to him. What mattered, was that he needed something to get away from them, the suit being the only thing that came to his mind at that moment.

A grin grew on his face as he grabbed the suit, adjusting the old spring-locks so that he could put it on. He glanced at the soul, laughing as he placed the rabbit's head on his own. His voice echoed in the room, sounding as if it were a mental asylum and he was their most critical patient.

"You all thought you'd get me that easily!?" He laughed right after. "What a shame!"

"~Don't be sure, Afton." The soul responded, just watching him like the others.

"I was always sure! I wanted vengeance, and I had it!!"

There wasn't a response from the soul, it stared at the man, black streams now dried upon its face.

Freddy, on the other hand, glanced up at the ceiling, spotting the old, rusted pipes of that room. A smirk appeared on his face as he noticed water seep through them.

One of those pipes, was above Afton too, and a drop of water was just waiting to fall from it.

At last, it dripped down, into the suit. Causing the old, rusty spring-locks to come loose, allowing the animatronic's metal parts to return to their original position, digging into the man's torso first.

His maniacal laugh turned to a scream of agony.

Then, the arm-parts returned to their place, crushing his bones, making the screams louder and much painful.

The three animatronics watched him peacefully and soon enough, Foxy joined them too. They all looked as if were enjoying the man's misery.

Just when he thought it had stopped, the animatronic's sharp metallic legs pushed his own forward, pressing into them until his bones cracked, making him collapse.

Till then, the floor around him had turned into a pool of blood.

He felt another sharp part stab into his chest, causing him to cough up blood. Soon, his screeches stopped, followed by a loud crack from his head, after which he fell down, spasming in the pool of his own blood.

"Fate, isn't always on your side." The sixth sould murmured, slowly fading away. The others also faded into thin air.

Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy soon left the room, leaving only the bear, who was slowly shaking his head.

Eventually, he let out a deep sigh, and went back to his stage for another day of performing, feeling much relieved, just like the others...

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