I slowly opened my eyes; still in that strange room. I'd never seen it before, it was never shown on my cameras, and Mr Afton never mentioned it. I lifted myself a bit off the floor and heard a chuckle. Looking around I saw someone standing in the dark. "I knew you would make it to our little party." They said in a familiar British accent. "Now we can begin." Finally I forced myself up and glared at Afton.
"What do you want?" I demanded.
"The little brats never told you?" He chuckled.
"Told me what?"
"That's the bad man!" The girl in the Chica mask shouted. The little ghost children stood in the corner. Freddy seemed to be guarding them all. But through her toughness I could sense fear.
"That's right. It's me." Afton said, grinning widely.
"That's the man who killed us!" The Foxy boy accused, pointing at Afton.
"It's the Purple Man!" Screamed the Bonnie boy. Then something clicked. There was a spot before this one. Children went missing, no one knew where they went or what happened to them. Were these the kids? Was Afton the killer? This thought made my blood boil. Who would do this to a kid? Not to mention so many? I looked around for something to use against this monster of a man. The bat was still on the floor, as if Afton wanted me to have it. I picked it up and glared at him.
"Bash his head in!" Freddy girl demanded. Afton grinned. I ran at him and swung the bat as hard as I could at him. Wanting to wipe that damn grin off his face. He was too quick-and honestly my swing was a little sloppy-and easily dodged my hit. Suddenly I felt something I've only felt in my dreams. A sharp pain shot into my chest and I dropped the bat. Afton chuckled then twisted the knife in my chest. I opened my mouth to scream but no noise came out, only a little stream of blood. Afton pulled out the weapon and I sank to the ground. I laid on the floor, gasping for as much breath as I could, but not getting anywhere. Suddenly Freddy girl screamed a horrid ghostly scream. She flew at Afton and he quickly ducked away. The other little ghosts glared and blocked the door, not letting him leave. The killer grit his teeth and tried to shoo Freddy girl away, but it was no use. She pushed him back and his eyes widened. I watched as she chased him around the room for a bit. Then he finally ran over to a yellow rabbit costume I didn't even realize was there. He laughed at the little ghost girl, at the other little ghosts, and at me. Never had I hated someone so much. I wanted nothing more than to watch him-SNAP! The suit shook and jerked, Afton was screaming on the inside. Blood flew everywhere. The kids and I only watched. No pity. No sadness. Just revenge. The killer fell to the ground in the shuddering suit, choking and spitting. After a few more seconds, he went quiet and the suit was still. I smiled a bit and laid down. I knew I wasn't going to make it. His stab hit home. I was dying. But at least I got to see him die first. Something moved my arm, then it got very heavy. I looked at it and realized the Foxy boy put a golden animatronic arm on mine. Suddenly the others began to join him, adding more of the costume on. Finally I was in the whole body of the costume. Freddy girl stood nearby, holding a golden Freddy head. She walked over to my head, Foxy boy and Chica girl carefully lifted it a bit, and she slid the head onto mine.
"Now you can join us." The Bonnie boy said with a smile. Right there, inside the golden Freddy suit, I let out my final breath.
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FNAF: Save Them [Completed]
FanficFirst off Five Nights at Freddy's does NOT belong to me. It all belongs to the creator Scott Cawthon. I'm just a fan writing a little story. He doesn't know why he took the job. Maybe because the free pizza. Maybe for the thrill of doing something...