The Next Generation ~ (FNAF Fanfic)

She Knows Death

Loki didn't talk about it much, but she had always knew a lot about what had happened to her father.

She gritted her teeth as she thought about it.

Her phone rang. She picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Sweet little Loki..."

She gasped.

"You little-!"

Before she could finish, he spoke again.

"Scarlet died on the cold hard stone... Tammy died as she walked alone~" The voice sang out.

Wait... Tammy was dead?!

"Your brother died pinned against a wall~"

Loki's eyes widened.

"And now it's time for you to fall!" The voice started to laugh insanely.

"Not if you fall first!"

"Ah. Well at least you chose this on your own..."

"Idiot, I'm gonna kill you!"

"Keep out of the way, and maybe I'll change my mind, kid. I mean, some people can be forgiven, right?"

"WHAT DID WE EVER DO TO YOU?!" Loki shouted, tears streaming down her face.

But suddenly there was a shout.

"Get away. Lay a hand on that child and you're dead!" The voice shouted shakily.

"Crap..." The man on the phone muttered.

Loki had to see what was happening.

She shut off her phone and ran down the sidewalk. She knew where the man lived. Too well. She shivered.

She arrived at his house and looked through the window.

A woman stood there, pistol in hand, pointing it at the man, who's hands were in the air.

The woman had messy black hair and green eyes. She lifted her fingers into the trigger.

"I'm just trying to get rid of them! You know those brats are the children of murderers, liars, and who knows what else!"

"Just because their parents were killers, liars, or whatever that doesn't mean they are, too!"

"I got bad vibes from Scar. Felt like she was like her mother. And from Tammy. I know she'd be a liar eventually."

"Oh, and you're not a liar?!" The woman retorted.

"Luke saw me kill Tammy. He knew too much. He could've been a good kid. He was stronger than his dad. More clever, too."

"And you're just gonna keep killing?"

The man smirked, then swiftly charged at the woman, causing her to drop her gun. She gasped as she was pinned against the wall.

"The true reason I killed them was so I could draw you out. You know your precious daughter was next. And I knew how much they all hated you. I wanted to do them a favor and get rid of you." He purred, jerking a knife from his pocket and pressing it against her neck.

The woman gasped. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Loki noticed her eyes were wide with fear.

"I loved you at one point. I truly did."

The woman sobbed as tears slid down her cheeks onto the knife's blade.

"Please don't cry. It'll be quick. Sorry you won't end up in Heaven, though." He whispered, smirking a bit at that last part.

Loki ran around the side of the house and threw the door open. She lunged at the man. Startled, the man dropped his knife.

"This is for killing your sister!" Loki shouted, punching him in his stomach.

"This is for killing Tammy!" She yelled even louder before throwing a blow at his mouth. Her fist collided with his jaw, which started to bleed.

"And THIS is for killing Luke!" She yelled, louder than ever. She threw her fist at the man's neck in rage.

There was a snap.