Eight Years Later: FNaF x Scream

- Thursday Mourning -

"No! I don't want to go!" Evan cried as Michael and his friends lifted him towards the animatronic characters.

"You heard the little man! He wants to get even closer!" Michael teased, "Ha ha ha!"

The group made their way toward the two robots.

"Hey guys, I think the little man said he wants to give Fredbear a big kiss! ON THREE! One... two..."

Evan entered the auditorium with the rest of the school. He sighed, this was sure to be the school staff going on about how Susie was a 'good person' and 'will be missed'. They probably didn't even know what she was actually like, it would just be the exact same thing they would say about anyone else.

He sat down in the back row like the rest of the class, making sure to avoid Charlie, she didn't understand what it was like to lose someone close to you.

The principal walked up to the lectern on the stage and the audience fell quiet. He cleared his throat and began.

"We are here today to commemorate a student of our school," he started, "A student who was tragically murdered last night,"

There were surprised murmurs throughout the audience.

"Her name was Susie," he continued, "And she was a great, hardworking, student,"

Evan rolled his eyes, same shit they would use for any student.

"Susie was a kind, caring, soul," the principal said solemnly into the microphone, "And she was gone too soon,"

"Oh my fucking god," Evan muttered as he got out of his seat angrily and left the auditorium.

Charlie saw him leave and got up to follow him but Gabriel held her back.

"Just leave him," he whispered, "He's going through a trying time,"

Charlie sat back down to watch the assembly, Evan will figure himself out.

Outside the auditorium, Evan pulled out his phone and called Michael. The phone rang and rang as Evan walked to the school entrance, but Michael didn't pick up, it ended up going to voicemail.

"Hey, it's Michael, I'm busy right now," Michael's voice began, "Leave a mes-"

Evan threw the phone onto the floor in rage and it smashed into a handful of pieces. He took the pieces and pocketed them, he can fix it later. Then he sat down on the stairs outside the school. Suddenly, a hand touched Evan's shoulder and he turned around, it was Elizabeth sitting next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Evan asked angrily.

"Fritz, Cassidy, and I skipped class," she told him, "None of us could handle it today,"

Evan turned and saw a red head boy with freckles and and a blonde haired girl standing at the front door, Fritz and Cassidy. Fritz gave a small wave.

"There was an assembly, I couldn't handle it either," Evan replied, turning to Elizabeth.

"That's good, you probably should've stayed home today anyway, rested," Elizabeth told him, "Especially after such a, well, trying morning,"

Evan groaned.

"When will everyone stop babying me?" He yelled, "I'm not a child anymore! I can look after myself!"

He stormed off back inside angrily.

"You guys stay here," Elizabeth told the other two, "I'll go find him,"

She walked inside in search of Evan. The halls were empty and uncomfortably quiet, the halls were almost never this quiet. Elizabeth assumed it was because the hall school was at the assembly. Either way, it was... odd. She wandered the abandoned halls in search of her little brother.

"Evan," she muttered, "Today is not the day for this,"

As Elizabeth went around a corner, she bumped into someone. He was short with brown, frizzy hair. She almost immediately recognized it as Evan's friend Jeremy.

"What are you doing?" She asked him, "Aren't you meant to be at the assembly?"

"Aren't you meant to be there too?" He replied.

Elizabeth groaned.

"That's besides the point," she said, "Have you seen Evan?"

"No, I'm looking for him," Jeremy told her, "Charlie and Gabriel are here somewhere as well, we followed him when he left the assembly,"

"Well he's not back there," Elizabeth told him, gesturing behind herself.

She continued onwards, followed by Jeremy. After a while she got annoyed.

"Can you stop following me?" She asked, "It'll be better if we split up,"

She only said that to get him to go away, but it was partly true, they would cover more ground that way.

With Jeremy now out the way, Elizabeth continued on her travels, it wasn't like Evan to just disappear like that. Out of no where, a piercing scream went echoing throughout the halls. Elizabeth ran towards the noise, it might not have been Evan, but it was still someone in danger.  Suddenly, turning a corner, she stopped dead in her tracks. Fritz was on the other side of the hall clutching his abdomen, his shirt splattered with blood stains. She ran towards him in panic.

"Oh my god Fritz! What the hell happened?" She asked whilst holding him upright.

"Man... stab... ghost... face..." Fritz muttered as best he could.

He lifted one of his arms slowly and started pointing behind Elizabeth.

"The- the- beh-" unintelligible words spluttered out of Fritz's mouth.

Despite this, Elizabeth could tell what he was trying to say. She turned and saw it, a figure standing on the other side of the hall, dressed in a black cloak and a mask with a ghost face.

"FRITZ RUN!" She yelled while she started sprinting away.

Elizabeth turned left, right, left, left. She was surely safe now, so she stopped. But what about Fritz? Should she have helped him? Did that person get him? All her thoughts were cut short as the ghost faced person turned around a corner into the same hallway as her.

Elizabeth kept running, but she was getting tired and had to rest. In hopes that that person didn't see her, she ducked into a nearby classroom. The door slammed closed as Elizabeth hid behind a table at the back of the class. Suddenly, the door creaked open and someone stepped inside.

"This was not how I expected to spend my Thursday morning," She muttered to herself as the person walked back and forth through the rows of desk, scraping their knife on the table as they went.

Just as the person was about to enter the back row were Elizabeth was hiding, the school bell rang and they ran. Liz let out a sigh of relief. Who was that though, and what did they want with her?