Jamike: Infinity

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{Warning: Intense and awesome fighting}

[Jeremy's POV]

Mike and I came up to the base of ferris wheel and looked up to see the blue light was part of a big machine hooked up to the very top. Four silhouettes stood in front of the light, each one distinctive enough for me to work out that they were Fritz, Vincent, The Puppet and the animatronic Jamie.

"Let's go. Macey didn't buy us time for nothing," Mike said as he started climbing metal stairs used by staff up the wheel as fast as he could. I followed, however I saw that one of the silhouettes were gone.

As we climbed, I stood on two objects. I looked down to they were guns. I checked to see if they were loaded and sure enough, they were. Mike and I decided to take them with us just in case.

When we got halfway up the wheel, a man in violet purple appeared in front of us, proving I did see one of the figures at the top gone. It was Vincent.

(A/N: Okay, basically I heard from my friends at school that the purple guy's fan-name was Vincent, so I put that in the book. However, it turns out that it was actually the fan-name for security guard purple guy, who I believe is Fritz Smith. Basically I gave the name to the wrong purple guy. Just wanted to clear that up.)

Mike threw a punch at the eighty-year-old man, who just grabbed Mike's fist and tried to throw him over the railing of the stairs. However I intervened, pushing Vincent in the side so he only threw Mike into the railing instead of over it. Vincent put on a psychotic smile, brought out a bloodstained knife from his violet jacket and tried to stab me, missing every time. I dodged again and punched him hard.

"You were the one who killed Fritz's son, weren't you?" I yelled as he stumbled back from the punch. "You killed him to shut down Fredbear's Family Diner, just so you could try and buy the franchise for yourself! But when that failed who decided to kill five more kids. Innocent, smart, brave kids who had to live their undead lives trapped! But you know what really pisses me off? After that murder you were still unhappy as your position as manager you gained, you tricked Fritz into working with you so you could bite someone's frontal lobe off! You killed my brother just because you somehow needed more power! And that just shows how low you really are."

Vincent however, angered by the truth I just told him, quickly jumped up and kicked me in the stomach, throwing me down a couple stairs before I was able to get a grip on one step and stop myself from tumbling down any further. Vincent still had his knife, and now he didn't have a moving target, it was going to make things much easier for him.

The knife was suddenly whacked out of his hand by Mike, who had gotten up from his blow to the railing. As Vincent and Mike traded blows to each other and started taking the fight a flight of stairs upwards, Vincent made a sharp whistle as I stood up on the stairs below him. Suddenly, an animatronic landed a few stairs in front of me. Judging by it's shiny texture, it was a toy generation animatronic, which I thought were all scraped. It was a blue colour, had long robotic ears and had a guitar in hand. It was Bonnie.

Bonnie wasted no time in trying to attack me, using his guitar like a sword to try and whack me. I brought out my gun and shot Bonnie in the hand, causing Bonnie to drop the guitar not out of pain, more out of surprise. I tried to shot his body next, but the material of his suit seemed to be bulletproof. I then remembered that these robots were also supposed to be able to identify criminals, maybe even armed ones. Better for the public, bad for me. Bonnie, who's insane, emerald irises were small and contracted, lunged at me. I dodged and tried to again, doing no damage to the crazed bunny. I dodged Bonnie's lunging a couple more times, still trying to shoot him but failing. Suddenly, I remembered how I bashed BB with my desk fan. I was up close to him. That's it! They are more vulnerable when attacked up close! I let Bonnie pin me down the next time he lunged at me. It hurt, but at least I was close to him. As Bonnie lifted his fist to punch me, I quickly put the gun under his chin, and fired. Bonnie's face started coming off his endoskeleton head. I took this advantage to rip the face clean off and shoot the robotic head inside. I then Bonnie's malfunctioning, faceless body over the railing and off the edge of the stairs, hitting the ground with a soft thud. Bonnie was down.