((A/N: Warning, gruesomeness and possible feels up ahead! You have been warned!))
Vincent and Henry seem to lock eyes for a short moment. Henry opened his mouth and inhaled, ready to scream. In one swift movement, Vincent had his hand over Henry's mouth and his knife pressed against the young boy's throat.
"Scream, and your death will be even more slow and painful," Vincent growls in his ear.
At this point, Henry started to panic. Arms and legs flailing wildly, trying to break free. The other children have begun to turn around.
"If you scream or cry for help, you're next!" Vincent almost yells. The children reluctantly listen, huddling closer together, scared for their lives. "Good," and that ever so familiar dark smile spreads across Vincent's face.
He grasps his knife tightly, hand still over Henry's mouth. "Hmm... Where should I stab you first?" Vincent laughs, a look of pure insanity in his eyes.
Then he drives the knife deep into Henry's side. Tears of pain roll down Henry's cheeks, but he doesn't scream.
Matthew opens his mouth, but Vincent gives him a cold glare, and it immediately closes.
"Hahahahahahahahahah!!!" He laughs madly, clearly enjoying this. The knife comes down again. This time, driving straight into Henry's skull. Vincent tears the knife out of the child's head and watches the blood flow with glee.
"Goodnight, Henry," Vincent says with a smile, then drops his body to the floor.
Matthew, Emily, and Johnny all stare blankly at their friend's bleeding body. Matthew clings to Emily, crying. But Emily just looks straight ahead, not a single tear shed. Johnny collapses to the ground, sobbing.
Vincent chuckles at their reactions. He holds the knife up, pointing it in the direction of the three. Freshly spilled blood drips from it, adding to the large puddle on the floor.
"Now," a large, creepy grin spreads across his face. "Who's next?"
((A/N: These next few chapters will be kind of short. I'm splitting up all their deaths into separate chapters. Now, you all may be wondering why only four children were lured to the safe room, when there's five dead children. Do not worry, that question will be answered soon enough! Mangled_writer, out!))
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The Puppet And The Pupeteer(FNaF Fanfiction)
FanfictionA senseless murder. A five year old boy. A puppet. Learn the story of Nate, the little boy who became the Marionette. [POSSIBLY DELETING, MAY UNPUBLISH AND EDIT SEVERELY BECAUSE OF CRINGEWORTHYNESS]