Marco's heart raced with panic as he watched the news report unfold on the television screen before him. The headline blared in bold letters: "Infamous Serial Killer, William Afton, Granted Parole."
"N-No puede ser..." Marco whispered, his voice trembling with fear. He knew what Afton was capable of, knew the danger he posed to everyone at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
With a sense of urgency coursing through him, Marco leaped to his feet, his mind racing as he tried to formulate a plan. He needed to warn his friends, to tell them of the imminent threat that loomed on the horizon.
"¡Mamá, papá, llévame a Freddy's, tengo que avisarlos!" Marco shouted, his words tumbling out in a panicked rush as he pleaded with his parents to take him to the pizzeria.
His parents exchanged worried glances, their concern evident in their eyes as they watched their son's distress unfold before them. Without hesitation, they nodded in agreement, realizing the gravity of the situation.
Together, they rushed out the door, Marco's heart pounding in his chest as they made their way to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. With each passing moment, his fear grew, a knot of dread forming in the pit of his stomach.
Finally, they arrived at the abandoned pizzeria, the familiar sight of the looming building sending a chill down Marco's spine. He wasted no time in rushing inside, his footsteps echoing through the empty halls as he searched for his friends.
"Foxy! Freddy! Bonnie! Chica! Marionette!" Marco called out, his voice echoing off the walls as he desperately sought out his companions.
But as he raced through the darkness, his heart sinking with each passing moment, Marco realized with a sinking feeling that his friends were nowhere to be found. They were gone, vanished without a trace, leaving behind only the haunting echoes of their memories.
With a sense of defeat weighing heavily on his shoulders, Marco slumped to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes as he struggled to come to terms with the harsh reality before him. Afton was free, and his friends were in grave danger.
But even in his darkest hour, Marco refused to give up hope. With a determined glint in his eyes, he reached for a nearby piece of paper and a pencil, his hands trembling with urgency as he began to sketch out a crude drawing.
In the center of the page, Marco drew a figure—a man with a sinister grin and eyes filled with malice. It was Afton, the man who had wrought so much pain and suffering upon them all.
As he finished the drawing, Marco held it up for his parents to see, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke.
"I have to stop him," he said, his words filled with determination. "I have to save them."
With a shared glance of understanding, Marco's parents nodded in agreement, their resolve matching his own. Together, they would face whatever dangers lay ahead, united in their quest to protect their friends from the malevolent threat that lurked in the shadows.
And as they set out into the night, Marco knew that no matter what challenges they may face, they would do whatever it took to keep their loved ones safe from harm. For in the darkness of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, hope still burned bright, a beacon of light in the face of unimaginable evil.
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Five Nights at Freddy's- The Guardian of Marco
FanfictionIn the dimly lit corridors of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, an eerie tension lingered, as if the very air itself held secrets of the past. Among the animatronic inhabitants, Foxy the Pirate Fox prowled silently, his mechanical eyes scanning the shadows wi...