Marionette's POV
"The... The music box... The children... HOW COULD YOU?" I yell at Vincent, only making things worse.
He muffles curses under his breath. "It wasn't my fault..." He says, opening a closet. "Oh, well..." His voice drifts off.
I peek into the closet, only seeing blood spilling out of a black zipped up bag. I hear weeps of children coming from the corner, but don't see anything. But then they start appearing.
A boy with red eyes, a boy with brown eyes, a boy with pink eyes, a girl with purple eyes and a boy with blue eyes leaking blood. Vincent looks at me weird.
"Why are you staring at the wall?" He says, dragging the bag out from the closet. "Wanna see?" He smirks. I nod yes... The worst choice I've made in years.
He unzips it, revealing 2 men. Jeremy and Mike. Eyes scooped out, hearts torn to shreds, and soulless bodies all together. I don't weep. I can't look weak... But the children weep anyways.
The girl with purple eyes comes to my ear. "Chica" she says. Then the red eyes, "Foxy". Then the brown eyes, "Freddy". Then the pink eyes, "Bonnie". Then finally, the blue eyes, "I'm sorry... It's Me".
My son... My son. I couldn't possess him. I just left him, and I couldn't stand it. "VINCENT!" I scream. The children nod and make themselves more visible. They make their eyes like demon's and laugh, bringing shock to Vincent's expression.
"TO HELL!" I yell, grabbing his butcher knife and cutting his head off like he did to Scott. I turn around, hug each child one by one, and then when I get to my son I just say, "Peter".
NO. There will not be a sequel. I'm sorry. I just didn't feel like it was something that I wanted to do. I might bring this story back in the Summer, but it depends. Thank you for your support.
~Madi - fandom_awesome
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Forgotten and Lost: A Five Nights at Freddy's Story
FanfictionMangle. The one who was ripped apart, torn away, and hidden in the shadows. Follow Mangle in her story. Her daily life. As scary as it is for her, explore her world through love and horror.
