Chapter Fourteen: Rumble At Roxy Raceway

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The group watched as Elizabeth's body fell to the ground as she shut down, the spirit inhabiting the body of Circus Baby having passed on into the next life. Leo looked at the body and seemed to show a great deal of sadness.

"You were a victim yourself..." He said. "And I said that you and him were the same... But I was wrong... I'm so sorry for saying that... And... I hope you finally find peace..."

"What happened to her?" Gregory asked.

"Her spirit has passed on." Fredbear replied. "She can finally rest in peace along with her mother and brothers."

Gregory winced as he clutched his broken arm as Freddy knelt beside him. He could tell that his arm was broken, by the way it felt and that he would need more than a trip to the First-aid Station.

"Gregory needs immediate medical attention." Freddy said worried. "Something to help heal his arm."

"Unfortunately, the First-aid Stations aren't equipped to deal with broken bones." Roxy pointed out. "He'll need to go to a hospital to get it treated."

"But there's a problem with that." Monty added. "The kid has no family ta fall back on. So he'll be sent to an orphanage when he gets there."

They heard what sounded like tearing fabric and saw Leo ripping up a tarp that was covering an arcade machine. He kept at it until he tore a decent strip off and walked towards Gregory and knelt in front of him as he gently wrapped the cloth around the arm before tying both ends together in a knot, creating a makeshift cast for Gregory's arm.

"That should hold you over until we can get you proper medical care." He said. "We should still get you to a First-aid Station and get you some painkillers though. I think we passed by one in Roxy Raceway."

"What about our new friend?" Monty asked. "Seems like you know 'im, Leo."

"I do." Leo replied, sensing where Monty was going. "We can trust him. He has every reason to despise Afton."

"Yes, well, being murdered by your brother tends to give one ample reason." Fredbear said. "It's nice to meet you all in person, however. My name is Brian Afton. But please, call me Fredbear."

"He helped me escape Afton twice when he captured me in the sinkhole, as well as led me to the vent back in Leo's Workshop." Gregory added. "Without him... I'd be dead right now."

"I'm also the one who protected you four from being corrupted by William during the show yesterday." Fredbear added.

"Our crash was caused by that Afton bastard!?" Roxy exclaimed furiously.

"Yes. But I stopped him, and acted as a sort of antivirus for him." Fredbear said. "However... Now that I'm possessing this body... I'm at fraid that the protection I gave you no longer exists..."

"So now we're vulnerable to him?" Monty asked. "What about Leo, then? Why didn't he get corrupted?"

"Leo, like me, William and Elizabeth, is possessed by a spirit." Fredbear explained. "One who never got the chance to live... They died in stillbirth back in the late 1970s."

Leo couldn't help but here the sad undertone in Fredbear's voice when he said this, but decided not to press the matter further. He looked at himself and the other Glamrocks and sighed.

"Seems we can't go an hour without getting damaged..." He groaned.

"Seems that way, don't it?" Monty chuckled. "Welcome to my life."

"It sucks ass." Leo replied.

"Leo! Language!" Freddy reprimanded.

"You're one to talk, Fazbear!" Leo retorted. "I heard you call Slasher a son of a bitch. I heard that, Mr. Walking-Swear-Jar."

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