Kept in the Dark (Foxy x OC)

Chapter 2

LJfangrl: Oi vey! You guys best be glad I like you! My fingers are sooo sore from all this typing today!

Just to warn you, this is a fanfiction. Meaning it's not going to be 100% accurate with whatever the real story is. In fact, I am just kinda taking most of the things I've noticed from the game myself and perhaps added or subtracted certain things... All in all, this is partial truth(possibly), and mostly stuff I'm coming up with to make the story work. The Puppet is the only of the non-original animatronics I'm putting in the story right now.

Oh btw, are you ready for female Golden Freddy?

Don't kill meh! I just figured since s/he has a little girl's laugh, well...

*bolts down the road screaming "You'll never catch me alive! >:3"*

The sounds of mechanical whiring and the clang of heavy metal footsteps echoed down the halls as Foxy headed back to his 'home' in Pirates Cove.

Blood was dripping from his muzzle. The latest night gaurd's blood to be exact...

The fox animatronic was in a bit of a daze as his bloodlust cooled...

Stepping on the stage, he grabbed an old cloth he had found and cleaned off the remainder of the blood.

Freddy, Bonnie and Chica were currently stuffing the newest corpse into the suit in the back room. He never participated in the act himself. With the occasional exception of helping them kill whatever fool took the night gaurd shift, he didn't interact with the others. In fact, he didn't speak anymore to anyone. He'd scream at the guard before he killed them, but with the occasional singing he did to see if his voice box still worked and creep out the gaurd, that was it... No actual words.

After the Bite of '87, Foxy hadn't spoken to anyone.

If it wasn't for certain circumstances, he wouldn't even come out of the cove at all...

And at times, he wondered why those 'certain circumstances' had even mattered in the first place...

Why he didn't let himself rust into a corner, forgotten and alone...

After all, she had been just another human... No doubt a fully grown woman now who had forgotten him or was trying to...

Morgan Hennesy...

The other animatronics were concerned for him... Even Golden Freddy to an extent...

But they never tried talking to him again after he tried to bite them the last time...

He felt bad for shutting them out sometimes, but he didn't want to be around them when he knew how disappointed in him they were. How angry at him they must be for making it where they couldn't physically interact with the children they loved anymore...

Against his wishes, the memories of that day came flooding back like they did every night...

(Flashback - Foxy's POV)

I was happy. Morgan was coming again today!

Granted, she was coming with that wretched boy Tommy again, but it never mattered because he never bothered her when they were here. He always went and played the games while she crept away into Pirates Cove to be with me.

It was especially exciting today. There was something I wanted to ask her. Something important...

Something I just now worked up the nerve to ask her...

Waiting for her to get here, I pondered how I'd gotten so attached to a single girl in the past two months...

She had been so shy and frightened of me and the others when she first came here. She even had screamed and ran away from Bonnie.