The Man, The Murder And The Machine - A FNAF one-shot

The Man The Murder And The Machine

He was nervous, to say the least. He felt a rush every time he laid his hands on a weapon, but never so much as this. He needn't be worried; he had already done this before, just...different...
His targets now were the same, but different at the same time; they would be stronger, faster, and deadlier than before, so he had to be careful...
He picked up his axe, and, seeing one of the wretched machines already, ran into an intersecting hallway. He waited, until he could no longer hear the clanking noise of Freddy's footsteps. He soon replaced the noise with the sound of his axe hitting the wall. He froze as he heard more footsteps, this time coming towards him.
He hid in another room until, when Freddy's back was turned, he lunged at the mechanical bear and began hacking him to pieces. He enjoyed every second of it, even standing to recall the first time he did this. He could remember their screams as if it was yesterday, and how he enjoyed those agonizing sounds. He suddenly stopped his frenzied hacking to listen for the others...He waited, until he heard a loud clanking.
He rose to his feet after giving the poor bear another few good whacks, and walked closer to the source of the noise. He changed tactics this time, and rushed Chika head on. She did not react fast enough, and he quickly toppled her, decimating her in the same way he had with Freddy. Once the chicken was gone, all that stood in his way was the rabbit and the fox.
In the same manner as the rest, the two were destroyed, and thinking that he was finally free of the Missing Children's curse, he began to leave. What he failed to notice, however, was the remains of the animatronics; they were gone! In their place, however, stood a crying ghost-child. Slowly, they followed him, waiting for the right moment to exact their revenge...
He eventually noticed them, turning around just in time to see the last of the suits dissapear. They moved towards him ever so slowly, but just fast enough to keep him from straying. He fled, not wanting to face them, not wanting to see their cold despairing faces...
He eventually came upon the storage room, which contained little other than a few boxes, puddles, and an empty animatronic-mascot hybrid. He dared steal a glance behind, only to see that the children had succeeded in ensnaring him in the small room.
With no time to think, he quickly came to the conclusion that perhaps they would be confused if they saw one of their own kind, and would not attack it...Dare he try?...
He did not dwell on the thought for long. He quickly ran to the suit, put it on, and waited...
Waited...
His doom hadn't come.
He was overjoyed, even so much so that he laughed.
As he laughed, the suit crushed him, destroyed his body, causing him to scream, and leaving him with injuries that should have killed him.
But they didn't.
He slowly looked around the room, seeing that he was still inside the storage room, but he did not feel the same as before...
He looked towards the doorway, and saw a singular crying child remaining.
It said to him,
"You will now share our fate."