FNiA: Location 6 - Male Reader

A Dead Friend

Having woke up and already gotten ready for the day I had the premonition that something bad was going to happen. Grabbing my M4-Carbine and three magazines of rubber rounds with an antique Colt 1911 with 2 magazines of .45 ACP... because why not? I get ready to leave but I forgot to eat so... quick sandwich break. After grabbing some food I grab my keys and break down the rifle and put it in a duffel bag with the same tactical vest and helmet from when I was in the military. Zipping it up I unlock my front door and walk to my car and open the trunk. Putting the duffle bag in it I run back to my front door and lock it. Checking the time is 11:15 am, 6 hours and 45 minutes until my house tour. Unlocking my car I jump in and start it. Driving to the anime convention I see some of the new buildings in the city. Eventually arriving at the convention center I get out of my car and open the trunk. Grabbing the bag I lock my car. Running to the front doors I enter and speed walk over to the coves. Knowing Mangle only performs on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays and today is Thursday so it gives me a safe space to get ready. Knocking on the stage with the green curtain I see the white fox's head poke out, "Y-Yes?" Motioning her to let me in she backs up and I jump in. Setting the bag down in the darkness of the curtain I put the Carbine back together and load a magazine into it. "This is a pistol. Four rules! Don't point it at anything you're not willing to destroy, aka you, me, or your friends. Be sure what you're aiming at is your target. Treat every firearm like it's loaded, even when the chamber is empty and the magazine is out. That may or may not be why I'm missing my leg but rule four! Keep your finger off the trigger until you're absolutely ready to shoot! This is a double action semi pistol, meaning a lot of force it needed to fire it." Loading the pistol with one of the two magazines I hand it carefully to Mangle, "W-Why are y-you giving me t-this?" I countdown from 3 to signal when I predict a break-in, "3... 2... 1..." Right on time we recoil as we hear glass shattering and people screaming. Putting on the vest and helmet I step out of the stage quietly. Readying my rifle I see five intruders possibly more. Getting where they cant see me I take aim and begin to rain rubber bullets. Knocking down three in pain the others turn towards my direction and begin to lay fire back. Checking the magazine while in cover I see I have five rounds left in it. Loading in another magazine I stow the nearly empty mag in my pocket. Finding another vantage point I shoot and knockdown the fourth. Seeing the fifth gone I slowly take steps out of the shadows and look for him. "Behind you." Hearing this I turn around and try to aim my rifle only to get punched across the face. Looking at him I see he slung his rifle who had a catastrophic malfunction destroying it, "Let me guess you chose the AR-15?" Saying this I see a knife coming down. Rolling over I use my feet and kick him away staggering him, "Mangle! Now would be a good time!" Standing up I see him pulling out a sidearm. Before he can get it out I tackle him and begin beating him only for a gun shot to hit my tactical vest winding me. Being pushed over I hear ringing in my ears and my vision starting to dim. Looking down I see the vest was missing its ceramic plates. I watch as the intruder stands over me and gets hims pistol ready to finish me off.
BANG
A gunshot rings out as blood sprays all over me, "Thanks Mangle..." rolling out of the way of a corpse I notice it has a round straight through the head. Hearing something being to the ground I feel something help me up. Standing up I grunt in pain... at least it ain't .50 BMG through my leg! My vision is too blurry to see who helped me. Staggering over to where I hear something hit the ground I see my pistol and its extra mag. Chuckling I kneel next to it picking it up I holster it and its magazine. Hearing police I stumble to the entrance and put my hands up needing medical attention. Next thing I know I'm in the hospital with my gear on a nearby chair. My vision was still dim but at least it was no longer so blurry. Looking at the door I see my mom and dad walk in, "Hello! Ow." The soreness of the bullet wound is still their. "How are you bud?" My dad asks next to me. Looking over I give him a thumbs up. I look at my mom and see her with a sad look in her eyes as if she knows something, "Are you okay mom?" I see her look at me with tears in her eyes, "I already lost one son, I'm not loosing another one." Next thing I new I was wrapped in another hug... what did she mean she already lost a son? "W-What do you mean? You've a-already lost one son?" I say with a nervous smile. She starts to cry before saying, "Your brother... Y/N... is-is d-dead." I watch her start to ball her eyes out. Everything begins to spin around me. No way, Y/N cant be dead! He cant be! He cant be. He cant... be. He... cant... be... feeling tears run down my face I cant help but feel like everything just shattered around me. I hear a doctor walk in and say I'm good to go. Getting help from my dad to get up I get dressed with the clothing they brought me. Grabbing my gear I walk out of the hospital with a limp. Getting a ride to the anime convention I wave bye to my parents as everything is monotone around me. Walking in I see the intruders are gone and the blood is cleaned up. Checking the time I see it's 8 pm. Opening my phone I let the realtor know what happened. Next thing I know I was getting hugged by a white blur. I hug back but I cant smile... not even force one... letting go she jumps up as her hand glides behind my head and our lips meet. Making out lasts for what feels like hours but gets broken up and a red blur tackles to the the ground and starts peppering my face with kisses. Chuckling I gently push her off and stand up. Stumbling over to the locker rooms I get in and changed. Checking the maintenance log I have two things to do;
1 - Replace office lights
2 - STOP MAKING COCKTAILS FOR THE ANIMATRONICS
Time to get to work.