FNAF: Security Breach

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Gregory's heart pounds in-ear. He couldn't hear a word Roxy was saying. Nor can he hear the commotion nearby. Flashes of the dead bodies in his vision. The shrilling screams of their last moments. The bunny's enthusiastic giggles rang. He couldn't move. Her piercing red eyes stared into him. "Having fun yet?" She teased. In her left hand was the large knife. "Because I sure am~" Roxy growled defensively and proceeded to thrust her foot into the killer bunny's stomach.

The air escaped her lungs.  The force of the kick slid her across the ceramic floor. "How's that for useless?" Roxy got up and pulled Gregory into her arms as Glamrock Freddy yelled for her to get Gregory out of there. Seeing the bear animatronic still trying to pry off one of the twins. "Freddy I-" "Get him out of here! Run now!" Roxy hesitated as she wanted to stay and help them. Gregory couldn't stop hyperventilating. He felt that he was going to die. He couldn't breathe. "Dammit!" She yelled and ran off into the pizza plex. She was the fastest in the group but she hoped they wouldn't send the Sun and Moon animatronic after them. 

She had to go back. She had to go help them! Screw that bunny! Why was this even happening to begin with? What did it have to do with Gregory? He was just a little kid. The loud clops of metal feet can be heard as she ran through each hall and passed small catering stands and diners. Her sharp eyes can see a multitude of S.T.A.F.F. bots. Primarily security bots. Stupid things! They were highly inconvenient and always blared loud alarms if stepped too close. Angry thoughts pondered through her brain. What can she do now? She can't keep running forever. They needed her! She needed to help them! They were her bandmates after all. 

She stopped near the tables that were stationed in a Mexican-themed restaurant. 

Her grip was tightening. She wasn't going to run away like a coward. She is going to go back and help them. No matter what it takes. Nothing will stop her. Nothing! 

"Roxy! Y-you're hurting me!" She looked down at Gregory and saw her clawed hand gripping into his arm. She didn't realize she was doing this. She immediately put him down and backed up a few inches. She was caught up in her own head she didn't realize she was still holding Gregory and the fact she was hurting him accidentally. Her ears dropped down and she made some kind of whirring sound. Gregory figured it was a way for her to signify a whine. Like how a dog whines when they get into trouble. 

"I...I am so sorry. I...I didn't know...I....." She didn't know what to say. Roxy clutched her head in frustration. "You were supposed to protect the kid, make him feel safe but you did was hurt him. You are supposed to be the best at this! You are supposed to handle this!" Gregory watched her pace back and forth. He calmed down a bit but his head was preoccupied with fear and adrenaline. He sat at one of the tables and tried to calm down but Roxy freaking out didn't help him very much. He felt entirely guilty. This was his fault. If he didn't run off and hide, he didn't lead the bunny person to them and ended up getting his chances of salvation killed or even hurt. Jake and Christian wouldn't be dead. The security guard and their "creator" wouldn't be dead. It was his fault. Since the bunny was after him he could cause more trouble. Troublemaker right? He was a troublemaker. He began to cry. The sting of guilt on his chest. He wrapped his arms around himself and pulled his knees up to his chest. 

He sobbed a multitude of "I'm sorry". Roxy turned to him and stopped pacing. Running over to him and watching in dismay as to what she should do. She rarely comforts a child. Only playfully challenging them. She pondered for a bit on what she can do. What would the others do? "What would Chica do?" She recalled how Chica calmed Gregory down with some breathing exercise. "Hey, it's ok, p-please don't cry." She reached out her arms as if encouraging him to hug her. When he didn't rush into her arms she dropped them and reached out to brush away his tears. Gregory looked up at her. Her thumb grazed over his cheek. Being very mindful of her nails and her strength. "It's going to be ok. I promise. I won't let her get them. We won't let her get you." Holding Gregory's head while slowly grazing her fingers through his hair. 

"Take deep breathes as Chica taught you. In and out." She mimicked the sound of breathing. The ticking of her gears can be heard. Cliiiiiiiiiiiiick whiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrr. 

"In and out." He repeated. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Roxy continued the breathing exercise with him for a few minutes. He stopped crying at this point. "Are you ok now?" Gregory nodded. 

Oh, Greeeeeeggggooorrryyyyy~ Where are you hiding? Come on out so we can play!

Gregory whimpered and clung to Roxy in hopes of being hidden from her unseen eyes. He can feel her metal frame shake and rumble as her voicebox created a guttural growl. Gregory thought that was nearly impossible. "Gregory we are going to head to the green rooms ok? I'll head for my room and you can hide behind the arcade game in there or behind the couch. I am going to find the others. And maybe get them back there as well." She knelt down and moved her large grey hair to the side. "Hop on my back and I'll cover you with my hair." 

He was hesitant at first. What if they get caught? What about the animatronics that was tracking them? "Are you sure?" "Positive." 

If that bunny creeps wanted to play. Roxy will play her game. And she's going to win.