Those Fuzzy Memories

Confrontation

(Chica)
It wasnt long into the search when we heard the loud screeches of anamatronics.
One of them was most definitely Freddy. The other was unidentifiable. Panic filled me. Was Mangle attacking Freddy?
"Guys!" I said looking towards the others. They were already heading towards me.
Without thinking I ran towards the cries.
It was so dark in the storage room I could only see faint figures and four eyes. I knew for a fact that the newcomer wasn't Mangle.
What is that thing!?
Suddenly my eyes adjusted and I could see better.
Something that resembled a rabbit like Bonnie was holding Freddy by his throat. Freddy didn't hold back. He was trying to get free at his own expense. One wrong move and the wires in his neck would be ripped out and he'd go limp for good.
Foxy screeched with fury and leaped for the anamatronic. It looked dead at Foxy, hissed, and vanished just as he touched him, like a puff of smoke.
Freddy pulled back, hands twitching as he made sure nothing was damaged.
Growling, Foxy stood.
Bonnie spoke up. "What in the world was that?"
A loud voice that seemed to shake the floor answered.
"That my friends was my old friend, Springtrap."
Of course Golden Freddy came strolling in like he owned the resteraunt.
Not yet you don't!
"We've known each other for quite some time."
"Yea no kidding!" Freddy said, hand on his neck.
"The thing reeked of death!" He snarled. I cringed as I realized he was right. It lingered in the room. Probably the only scent an anamatronic could pick up. Disgusting.
"Of course!" Golden Freddy said studying his hand. "I suppose I owe you this answer."
Suddenly Puppet barged in. "Don't say a word you lying fool!" He snapped walking up to Golden Freddy. Whenever Gold looked down they were almost face to face.
"Well if it isn't the bold fifth child. The one that tried to flee while his friends died. Don't you feel so proud Jake?"
Marionette winced but came back just as sharp. "Not as ashamed as I would be if I had been you Vincent."
I exchanged a confused glance with Bonnie.
What's going on?
Golden Freddy grinned slightly, then looked up. "All I have to say is that when you scented death you were correct. There is something- no someone in The Springtrap. You know him as Vincent."