Training

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My father opens the closet where i first laid eyes on the drawkills and pulls up the floor to reveal the top of dark narrow wooden staircase. Now I had never been a fan of dark places and i admit, couldent stand being in a room without some sort of light. "Okay everyone." My father anounnces. "Please follow me and do be careful. This place is rigged with traps and I think some of the steps may have rotted away." He warns. I take a deep breath and, with the drawkills close behind me, carefully follow my father down the stairs. The stairway gets darker and darker until I can't even see my hand infront of my face. But then the drawkills eyes start glowing eerily and as the light illuminates the way infront of us, spinning saws pop out of the side walls just inches away from my father who jumps back in the nick of time. "That was a close one." He says. "Darn it missed." Springtrap says in disappointment. I ignore him. When the saws retract we carefully continue down the stairs. After three more encounters with spinning saws and a few missing steps later we finally reach the bottom of the staircase. "here we are." I hear a click and suddenly lights on a high ceiling flicker on and reveal a giant rounded room that looks like an arena. On one end of the arena are a row of human like robots which I guess are what we train with. But the thing that draws my attention the most is a wall covered with a large variety of weapons which range from advanced looking guns and bows to knives, swords, spears, axes, and even pocketknifes. "Where did you get all this stuff?" I ask. "After the drawkills where finished, I spent two years collecting and tracking down all of these things. And let me tell you, it was really hard to get my hands on this stuff so be careful with it, okay?" "we will. but are you really going to let us use all of this?" I ask as I gesture to the wall of weapons. "of course I'll let you! Why else would they be here?" "Ohh! Who will get there brains blown out first?" Springtrap says excitedly. "Let's see, the fox looks like he could handle any weapon so not him, the cute little rabbit looks too clumsy to hold anything for even five seconds, and the chicken-thing and little Freddybear look too stupid t-" his voice is suddenly cut off. "Finally." I mentally sigh with relief. "now I will explain your training routine." My father announces. "First I will teach you how to properly handle and use the weapon of your choice. But try not to pick one that's to advanced, then one by one you will fight one of the robots until you manage to disable/destroy it." He instructs. "Any questions?" He asks. No one says anything. "okay then, let's get started!" Chica goes first and picks two curved swords. Bonnie picks a large gun that fits perfectly in his hands. When foxy's turn comes he says "I'll just use me hook and sword." And Freddy chooses a simple metal spear. I carefully look at the assortment of weapons and after a short debate, choose a small crossbow. after my father teaches us how to use our weapons, he announces that it is time to test what we have learned on an opponent. "Alright then!" He says. "let's have chica go first!" (chica's POV) I walk to the center of the room and get into a fighting stance. "are you ready?" Mr. Watson asks me. i nod and he presses a button on one of the robots back. it instantly leaps to life and rushes at me. I leap to the side and thrust my sword towards it. I hear metal hitting metal and see the robot stumble back. I take the opportunity to strike it again but it evades me and i feel a sharp pain as it kicks me in the chest. "Chica! Are you okay?" I hear Bonnie call. "Yes." I anwnser as I get back up. I swiftly turn around to face the robot and before it lands another, I cross my swords and deflect its attack. "C'mon lass you can stop that landlubber!" Foxy says in encouragement. I side step around it and use both swords to hit its neck. It freezes then it drops to the ground and its head rolls off. "Nice job chica!" Mr. Watson congratulates me while everyone cheers. "Okay Bonnie its your turn." he says. (Bonnie's POV) I walk to the middle of the room, my hands gripping the gun tightly. "Let's begin." Mr. Watson says. he presses the button on the back of the robot but instead of running at me like the other one did to chica, it runs back and forth around me which makes it hard to aim at. in frustration I start shooting at it. all of the bullets miss and soon I am out of ammo. "ugh stupid gun." I mumble. "Bonnie look out!" I hear Fredrick shout. I'm to late and am knocked down by the robot and the gun flys out of my hand and out of reach. I ball my hand into a fist and swing at its head. I feel my hand make contact and hear a loud crash as it goes flying backwards and hits the wall. it goes limp and doesn't move again. "Good job bonnie but with a little more practice you should be able to hit moving targets." He says. "foxy your next!" (Foxy's POV) I stand in then center of the room like the others, and get into position. The robot rushes at me like the one did to Chica and I swing my sword at it while using my hook to stop it from knocking me over. The sword misses it but instead of crashing in to me, the robot ducks down and knocks my feet from under me. I hit the ground so hard that my hook impales itself in to the floor. "blasted hook." I try to pull my hook out of the ground but it is stuck tight. I see the robot standing over me and, with all my strength, jerk my body up wards. I feel my hook loosen from the ground. I leap up and, without thinking, I open my mouth and bite down as hard as I can on its head. My teeth sink into the the metal and as I pull my head away sparks fly out of the hole I made in its head. I hit it with my sword and it drops to the ground. These a stunned silence as I drop the pice of its head out of my mouth but then they start clapping. "that was terrific foxy!" Freddy congratulates me. "It t'was nothing captain." I say sheepishly. biting the robot's head reminded me of something, but I couldn't place it. (Freddy's POV) "its your turn Freddy." Mr.Watson calls. I pick up the spear and walk to the center of the room. "I'm ready Mr.Watson sir." I say. he presses the button and the robot slowly advances towards me. When it gets close to me I jab at it and it leaps back. I wait again for it to get as close to me as it dares and thrust my spear at it again. instead of jumping back like last time it grabs the spear and yanks it out of my hand. I stumble forward and it uses the spear to stab me in the leg. "arghh!" I hit the robot aside but it manages to keep its footing and advances towards me, the spear held protectively in front of it. "Cover your eyes!" I command the others. As they do I feel the generator on my back start Vibrating and, a few seconds later flames shoot out of the tips of my fingers and engulfs the robot. the metal on it starts melting from the intense heat. sparks start to fly out of it and soon it collapses in a heap of twisted metal. "Is it safe to look now?" Asks Bonnie. "yes." they all uncover there eyes and look in shock at what used to be a robot. "what did you do to it?" Fredrick asks as he walks over to examine the heap of metal. "I used my built in flamethrowers on it." I say. "what temperature do the flames reach?" "Around the temperature that lava is." I say. "But how can you withstand that kind of heat without melting?!" He exclaimes. " the metal that all of us are made of is from a meteor that hit the earth here thousands of years ago. Your many greats grandfather descoverd picese of it when he was makeing the room you are standing in today." I explain. "Wow." He says. " Frederick." Mr. Watson says. "Are you ready to show us what you can do?" comment and vote if you like this story so far. I would appreciate it! Bye! -Wafer

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