Chapter 4

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Springtrap walked over to the stage, where the animatronics stood, motionless.

"You... you are the only things that can stop me, which is why you have to die." He reached up to Freddy's head, and ripped it off.

The other animatronics started to attack, but he ripped off Bonnie's arm and drove it through Chica's head, he then ripped off Bonnie's head, or what was left of it. Foxy came charging over from Pirate's Cove, he leaped, his hook held over his head, ready to swing down. Springtrap grabbed Foxy by the neck, and crushed it, his head came bouncing off, rolling on the floor, oil spilling out. Oil, Springtrap thought, that gave him an idea, he spotted a box matches on a table, he walked over to it, he took out a match, the striking part of the box had worn off, so he used a piece of the endoskeleton poking out of where his hand should be to light it. He walked over to the pool of oil forming on the floor. He stared at the match for a minute, thinking about what dropping it meant, if he dropped it, there would be no going back.

He dropped the match.

The pool of oil exploded, sending Springtrap flying backwards into the prize counter, he got up and started to walk out the door when he noticed a piece of cloth on one of the decorative presents, he picked it up, and draped it over himself as a cloak. He walked out of the burning building, rafters crashed to the ground, stage lights shattered on the floor. He looked back at the flames and for a second, he saw a golden bear staring at him through the fire, but the flames engulfed it, and there was nothing. He walked away, leaving not only his innocence behind, but the life of William Afton. William Afton was dead, it was time for Springtrap's life to begin.

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