more than a program (fnaf security breach chica x roxy fanfic)

9) bloodlust!

ROXY
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The longer I hunt for Gregory, the more tired I feel. My battery is fine, but... something else is making me feel out of it. As far as I can tell, Monty's feeling the same. My only guess is that we're wearing down our systems by constantly chasing after pointless STAFF bot alarms.

I haven't seen or heard from Chica. I miss her. Her voice makes everything... brighter.

Back in my Raceway, my eyes identify every secret. They were given to me so that I could "win races," but I know the real reason. I can see the secrets scattered everywhere in the Pizzaplex.

Notes.

I've been trying my hardest to find someone who can read them. My eyes are fantastic, it's true. But I can't read. I can analyze data, I can manipulate my code to some extent... but I can't read.

There are a few of them here. Towards the beginning of my time at the Pizzaplex, I tried so hard to find a way to read them. I mean, there's a reason I can see their hiding places.

I could have asked Vanessa, but she's always so... distracted. Busy. Not to mention rude. Besides, how strange is it that no one else seems to know where these messages are hiding? They're hidden for a reason.

That's what I thought until I saw the little twerp sneak right past me and snatch the note right from its hiding place.

Stunned, I watched him sneak away with the note in his pocket.

Then, he seems to realize he's being watched. He slowly turns to face me. The familiar fog clouds my brain again... I'm bloodthirsty. My anger only clouds my mind further.

I clench my fists. "Hey, kid." I growl. "You want an autograph?"

He bolts at the same time I charge towards him.

That little bastard. First he fucks with our code somehow, now he's stealing the hidden notes?!

How did he find them?

He grabs a STAFF bot head from a bin as he runs. What the hell...? What is he trying to do??

The question seems small. It's unimportant. The only thing I care about is ripping him to pieces... to stain the walls with his blood.

I watch him plug the head onto a STAFF bot in the only go-kart in service.

I laugh. This bastard thinks he can escape me with a go-kart?

"You are NOTHING!" I shout.

Gregory starts driving anyway. I hop over the scaffolding.

In retrospect, I probably should have tried to fight the cloud of bloodthirst. The glitch. But I really didn't care. I was too angry to think, even without the glitch.

I hop right in front of his go-kart, hurtling toward me faster and faster. I didn't realise he would try to flip the go-kart. Gregory rolls out of the kart just before it flips through the air and crashes into me.

The blunt force immediately damages some of my most important components. I feel myself falling and falling, and then another crash as the go-kart pins me to the ground.

"It's... not... fair!" I whimper. I failed. Again. I failed everyone.

I look up towards the raceway, my vision fading. I see the kid's silhouette trembling. And with that, I shut down.

CHICA
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When I wake, I feel... strange.

Everything is hazy.

The thirst for blood is blinding.

My small, sleepy subconscious is racing with thoughts... but they all seem too unimportant to comprehend. They're just strings of words... I can't think straight at all.

All I know... is that I need to kill.

By some miracle, the glitch has given me the strength to crawl my way out of the trash that surrounds me. The mystery mix isn't strong enough. I need Gregory. I need his fresh life. I need to destroy him.

Like a buzz in the background, my consciousness can only whisper.

Roxy... Vanny. She doesn't know what I know.

I need to tell Roxy. There's an imposter that looks like Vanessa. And she wants to hurt Gregory.

But it doesn't seem important enough. The glitch is far too powerful. Blind with bloodthirst, I make my way through the Pizzaplex and I go down further than I remember ever going before.

I don't remember there being a basement. But it feels very familiar. I've been here before. But when?

The questions are all unimportant.

I identify Gregory's particles as they waft into my sensors. The knowledge that he's nearby is intoxicating. I will kill him and rip him to pieces.

And suddenly I can identify another particle. It's something dead. Something that died long ago. Something evil. Something familiar. Something that is somehow still here after all this time out of sheer will and bloodlust.

The monster.

And this is the place. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Place. I've seen it before. I've been here. Towards the very beginning of my... creation.

There are particles of death everywhere here. I can only imagine the smell.

Gregory.

I see him. He's in here. I have to kill him.

Just as I charge towards the door between us, Gregory shuts the door and disappears from the door's window. I see my reflection in the winddow unexpectedly.

Is that really me? I look.... terrifying. And my beak is completely gone. It must have been Gregory.

I slam on the door, my anger only blinding me further. I have to try the other door.

As I walk back down the hallway, I see Roxy.

Her eyes. Her eyes are gone. She's blind.

I try to call out to her, but... my voice. I can't speak. She doesn't even know I'm here. Did Gregory do this to her...?

Despair fills my senses. The glitch takes full control all over again.

The dying whisper of my conscious screams for Roxanne, to save Gregory, to stop the imposter. But the thoughts are lost to the glitch and its powerful, bloodthirsty rage, leaving my inner thoughts consumed by hopelessness.