This is the last child I will ever see.
The thought was awful. Dark and cold. Unsuitable for the small girl with curly brown hair and a big smile.
Children came in later. The party room was soon full. The toy anamatronics start to play the song that the children ask for repeatively.
I sit and watch in the corner, occasionally adjusting my pink bow and wishing I wasn't a horrifying mess.
Mike and Jeremy are there oddlt enough. They stand near the present table watching with knowing and fake happy expressions. Suddenly I see something.
A flash of yellow.
No...
It all makes sense all of the sudden. I hear a voice in my ears.
"It isn't the old anamatronics time, I still have games to play. The Toys however, must fall."
No!
Before I can do anything, a banner behind me falls to the ground. I look up to see Jeremy set his cup down.
Endo seems to realize something is wrong. "Mangle?" He whispers.
I don't hear anything except the roar of my fears. Jeremy is almost here.
No! No no no no!
Suddenly its too late. He looks up, eyes locking onto mine.
Everything
goes
dark.
There's a flash of the scene before me. My jaws outstretched, Jeremy's eyes wide as he tries to jump back.
Golden Freddy's voice echoes in my head.
"Too late."
No!
Suddenly, I can taste blood. Taste it. Its so strong that I can sense it. I hear screams of horror.
Small children crying. Its everywhere. The wails of horror, screams, shrieks. I hear Jeremy cry out in agony.
Mike is screaming too. "Jeremy! Hold on! Please hold on!"
Soon, I hear sirens. Then im back completely. The sight is the worst image anyone could ever imagine.
Jeremy is laying in a pool of blood. Part of his forehead is crushed completely.
Toy Bonnie, Toy Freddy, and Toy Chica all stare at me in shock, their eyes stretched wide at the blood dripping from my muzzle. Endo lets out a horrified cry.
Im struggling to control myself. I'm shaking like crazy. An audio comes out of me, all messed up.
"H-hello boys and g-g-g-g-g...."
Too late, I see the hands reaching towards me.
I have no power button! I was perfect for the part!
Instead of a power button, the person rips out some cords. The images flicker for a moment. The last thing I see is people rushing in to help Jeremy.
Please save him and end me....Then everything I've ever known goes black. Words echo in my head.
Like sleep....Like...sleep
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The One Behind It All
أدب الهواةHello. My name is Vixen. you probably know me as the Mangle. A.K.A The Bite of 87 suspect, Foxy 2.0, and many others. I was a lot before I was me now. This is my story. Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Hawthon, this is just a fanfic.