FNIA Real World Problem

Chapter 10: Encounter with Death (Part 2)

"Wither. Hurry up so you can get your money." The other figure said as both of the two figures disappeared. "Right... ow..." Wither said as he phased thru the floor into the basement. Drake walked past the animatronics and the transparent figure heading down to the basement. Wither came out from behind the stairs of the basement and kicked Drake off the stairs. "Oh, that caught me off guard" Drake said as he stood up regaining balance. 

Just as Drake stood, Wither kneed him in the stomach. "Have you lost your fight spirit, Drake?" Wither said as he began kicking Drake into thru the ceiling of the basement and into the dining room near the back of the house. "Drake!" Mangle yelled as she was worried for what's happening in front of her. "If whatever that creature put inside of me hadn't of protected me from the dmg of going thru the basement ceiling I would have died" Drake said in his mind. Wither climbed up to dining room thru the hole that was made.

"Can't say I'm not impressed. You really hit me back there" Wither said as he grabbed Drake by the head and tossed him thru the window that leads to the back yard of Drakes Home. "If you had not of woken up that White creation of mine would have killed both you in the dream and your real body." Wither said to Drake. "So that's what the thing was that was running at me in the black area." Drake said as he got up while bleeding from the head a little bit. Wither stepped thru the broken window. "Yeah, you must be really lucky" Wither said as a congrats to Drake.

Drake struggled to stand up straight. The mask was hanging from a board in the hole that lead to the basement from the dining room. "The mask isn't on my side anymore I guess a board caught it..." Drake said in mind. "Where is your fighting spirit now your seeming weak Drake." Wither said. Mangle stood there with the other animatronics watching the fight not wanting to go close. "You can't really tell me you lost it now." Wither said.

Drake looked at Mangle and then towards the mask location. Mangle was confused at first but got the idea. "I'm not going to die here since I'm going to keep 1 promise here... I'm going to help them get back to they're world. and you're not going to kill me here, Wither... I won't allow it..." Drake said to Wither. "And what makes you think you can alter that, Drake?" Wither said as he looked at Drake with a sense of happiness as Wither thought to himself that he was going to kill Drake and end his promise. "Because your already dead Drake!" Wither said as he ran directly and shaped his hand into a fist ready to impale Drake.

Drake's eyes widened and dodged at the near last second. Wither had Impaled a hole thru the fence that was behind Drake before he dodged out of the way. "WHAT!?" Wither yelled as he struggled to get his hand out of being stuck in the fence. "HOW DID YOU! I THOUGHT I! WHAT!" Wither couldn't get his hand free at the current state of problem he was in. Drake stood up before speaking. 

"When an enemy starts to boast they're victory. they are already at a loss." Drake said as he struggled to walk over to walk over to the broken window. The inner spirit was slowly becoming tired since there was too much energy being used of it. It needed to rest. Drake stepped thru the broken window before falling. He stopped his fall by grabbing hold of the table before hitting it.

"Close call..." Drake stood up and walked towards the hole. Drake crouched down and grabbed the mask. Mangle ran over to Drake and helped him stand up straight. Drake smiled and looked at Mangle. Mangle smiled back and hugged Drake. "Be careful, Drake. We don't want you to die." Mangle said as she made sure that Drake wouldn't fall. "Don't worry, Mangle. I won't. I'm keeping what I said. And that is that." Drake said as he walked thru the broken window and looked at Wither.

"This idiot thinks Hes won I'm the one known as Death!" Wither said in his mind. Drake held the mask to the side that was open and where he could put it on. Drake looked at Puppet. Puppet nodded and Drake looked back at the mask. Drake walked over to Mangle who stood by puppet. "Hold this for me please." Drake handed Mangle the mask.

Mangle held the mask with a serious look on her face and nodded. Drake walked away and looked towards Wither who was still stuck in the fence (man's really having a skill issue rn getting out of it isn't he? ok back to story). "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING YOU FOOL!" Wither shouted as he pointed at Drake. "Why isn't it obvious?" Drake said as he put both hands on the back of his neck in boredom. "I'm waiting." Drake said again.

Wither put his hand a little down and had a look of confusion. "Huh what?" Wither asked. Drake pointed at Withers arm that was stuck. "Waiting for you to be free of your current spot." Drake said as he held his left arm after pointing. "Tho I am going to say... you fractured my arm a little. but no broken bones or anything." Drake said. "My spine hurts so bad as well." Drake said as he pointed at his back. 

Wither struggled to get his arm out of the fence once again. "And plus... You almost broke my Rib cage with that kick." Drake said putting his hand towards his chest. "I should have put more force into that kick... Then I would have pierced your entire heart with your own rib cage you fool!" Wither said in his head. "Hurry up and free yourself Wither. The moment you do I'm going to knock you down and when I do... I'm going to kill you and avenge Agatha." Drake said in a violent tone as a warning to Wither.

(To be continued in Chapter 11)

(some chapters will be delayed since computer is having problems)