Chapter 8/9: A Golden Figure / Encounter with Death (P1)

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Drake went downstairs and watched TV with the others. It was a little advertisement for a new Freddy Faz bear that's opening up. Drake let out a sigh as his eyes were half closed as if he was bored and tired. It was getting quite late. "Ima go sleep Cya all Tomorrow" Drake said as he got up and went upstairs. He went into his room and sat down on his bed. He looked towards the desk and looked at the mask once more. "What did she mean... That mask has a hidden potential...? put it on and something will turn me into something else? but it can only be used 4 more times." Drake thought to himself. Drake remembered that puppet said he can only be in the form the mask turns him into for a limited time. " 1 hour..." Drake thought to himself.

Mangle had come up stairs and saw that Drake was sitting on his bed. She went over and sat by him. She put her hand to Drake's chin and put his head up. She tilted her head and smiled with her eyes closed. Drake smiled back. "Mangle I..." Drake didn't know what to say. He had never been cared for by anyone like Mangle. Mangle had a slightly confused look on her face.

"Drake?" Mangle said as she wondered what Drake wanted to say. Drake hugged Mangle with a warm hug. Mangle was shocked for a second, she didn't see a hug coming. "Thank you Mangle... For caring for me." Drake said. Mangle hugged back. "Y-your welcome Drake" Mangle said.

After a little bit of talking Drake decided to lay down and sleep. Mangle slept as well. Drake found himself in a black void. A white light was at a distance. "What the?" Drake's voice echoed thru the void. Drake walked towards the small light. "Why does it seem so far?" Drake thought to himself. 

After a little bit of endless walking Drake stopped. Someone was following. Drake looked back and saw a creature that shouldn't even exist. the body was white and glowing while the eyes and mouth were black and dim. Drake woke up in the real world. He saw Mangle next to him sleeping.

"Guess she's fast asleep..." Drake quietly said. He then saw what looked like a golden female animatronic in the right corner behind him as he turned around to see if anything was wrong. Drake and the golden animatronic had made clear eye contact for a good minute or two without a word to be spoke. "Who is she?" Drake thought. "She looks like Freddy but a golden like color..." Drake thought as he stared at the golden figure. She stared back as she hid behind the tv in his room. 

(Chapter 9: Encounter with Death (Part 1) will now be below)

Drake got up and walked slowly towards the golden figure. She hid further behind the tv. Drake stepped back a bit. "Hey. Who are you? Its ok just come out." Drake said quietly not trying to wake up Mangle who was behind him. It was then a bullet was fired at him from behind. The bullet missed by a hair. "WHAT THE?" Drake yelled as he looked back and saw Wither.

"That wasn't supposed to happen." Wither said as he put his gun away and brought out a dagger. The gun sound woke Mangle up and she got up and saw Wither. "Mangle. Downstairs NOW!" Drake said. Mangle ran downstairs and alerted the other animatronics. Drake had remembered that puppet told him to put on the mask quickly if he came across Wither, Sheela, or Midna. Drake looked back at the tv, and the figure was gone.

Drake looked back and then ran towards the doorway grabbing the mask. Wither walked marking the wall with his dagger. Drake ran downstairs. "Its Wither isn't it" Puppet said. Drake didn't say a word. Wither reached the bottom step before speaking, "U going to use that mask to kill me... Drake?" Wither said as if he was mocking the potential of whatever could unleash if the black mask was worn by a human soul. "I'm not going to use it yet, Wither..." Drake said as he put the mask to his side. 

Two other figures appeared behind Wither. "Sup Wither what's taking so long? Who is that?" The figure on the left said as the figure pointed a finger towards Drake. Wither turned "A human who is attempting to protect the animatronics." Wither said before turning back towards Drake. "You brought this upon yourself Drake. After all, Agatha couldn't resist the urge to sell a copy since she had two of the same one. Which is what brought her death..." Wither said. Drake face went blank, he had no emotion and no motion of moving his body.

Wither tilted his head while smiling. "Struck a nerve, Drake? You know she was weak from the start." Wither said as he mocked Drake. "She is what made my life a reason to live... So, your Wither correct... I'm going to say this right now... This is going to hurt... For you..." Drake said as he brought a knife from his pocket. "You trying to act like your strong? Heh I respect that. That means when I'm done with you, I can put all the marks on you. Even the Wanted symbol." Wither said as he got his dagger ready. A transparent being appeared next by Puppet and others. "I don't need to help him for this he already awakened his inner dark spirit, I'm only the outer spirit." The transparent being spoke to puppet. Puppet looked at Drake. 

Something was off about Drakes eyes. They were not normal. A flame was seen in the pupils. "Too bad your done for Wither..." Drake said. Wither phased around behind Drake. Drake kicked Wither towards the wall behind him. "What the?" Wither said. Drake looked back at wither. "You shouldn't have revealed you're the one who killed Agatha." Drake said as he began kicking Wither. Wither grabbed Drake's leg and tripped him, slamming him to the ground. Puppet moved forward a bit before being blocked by an arm of the transparent being. The slam made the mask go flying off of Drakes side. Wither and one of the figures eyes widened. "Thats the-" Wither attempted to speak before being interrupted by Drake. "You know it?" Drake said as he kicked Wither away while standing up and picking up the mask.

(This took a while cause my internet went out sorry for the long wait)

(Also, I included TWO chapters in this i hope u had fun reading 2 chapters in 1.)


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