Centuries [Springtrap X Reader]

Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ １５： Ｉｔ＇ｓ Ｎｏｔ Ｏｖｅｒ Ｙｅｔ

A/N: Art by radikinskywalker on dA

        You closed your eyes, preparing for your upcoming death but... nothing. It was like you had stopped falling in general and stayed frozen in time. You slightly opened one eye before deciding to open both of them to examine just what the hell was going on. A glimmering white light was shining, illuminating the darkness that surrounded you. 'How am I floating?' You only got more confused when you figured out you were floating in a void of darkness with only a petite light shining meters away from you. Noting that there was nothing else but the light, you decided to head towards it. 'Not sure if this is a good idea.' You immediately closed your eyes once more to avoid the searing burn of the light as it consumed you.




'Yay, I totally missed having these visions.' You snarled sarcastically to yourself when you woke up in a body of a kid with a mask. You couldn't see what mask you were wearing, but you didn't want to. You just wanted this nightmare to end. You dragged your small legs through the hall where other kids resided with masks and cakes. 'Is it someone's birthday?' You told yourself, but ignored it when you eventually reached a table with the same cake that you always gave in your other visions. The same child was sitting, looking happy at the fact that you finally arrived with the rest of his friends whom consisted of the original animatronics masks on their faces. What mask were you wearing if the originals were the other kids? 'Woah!' Your body vanished and transformed into a balloon along with the other kids, catching you off guard. That's when you realized that the mask you were wearing was of the Puppet.




"AH! Oh my--!" You jolted violently, waking yourself up from your dream. You placed a hand over your chest and panted at the rude awakening you had given yourself. 'All of that was just a dream? Did Yariel seriously just throw me off a cliff and I somehow lived, but it showed me another vision? Wait--!' You knew it. You knew who was the one who kept sending you these visions. It wasn't the work of one person, but the work of two. 'Yariel, what a sneaky shit he is along with him.' Your face was twisted with hatred and puzzlement. You knew who the second person was and it was a very tragic conclusion indeed. You looked down upon your (slender/chubby/etc) fingers and sighed.





It was you.



Or that was what Shadow Bonnie wants to be referred as.




Your (iPhone/Android/etc) buzzed, signaling that you had received a text message. You weren't surprised by anything anymore, ever since you started working at that darn horror attraction you weren't the same. 'I swear if it's Yariel...' You gripped your phone tightly at the thought and checked the text;



+1 Unknown Number

Hey! It's me, Javier : ) Sorry if this text came outta the blue, I got your phone number from Yariel. I just wanted to inform you that your (animal) suit has been delayed since Cristian has gotten into a car accident yesterday morning. But I left you a little surprise on your security office desk (is that how you call it) and I hope you like it ; )

P.S. Not sure if you like the animatronic I sculpted for you. Security guards really hate him, but I don't! After all, my father was the one who designed him! I think I made it obvious who I sculpted but whatever. I gtg take care of Cris. Bye!



'Alright? That's a bit weird, why give a gift to someone you barely even know? Whatever, I'll take what I can get.' Suddenly, your eyes widened in realization. No wonder why Javier told you that your (animal) suit was delayed. 'The attraction opens in two days! And yet I'm working overtime because my stupid Boss is forcing me to!' You would have enjoyed going to work if everything wasn't trying to kill you. You hopped out of your bed and headed straight to the bathroom with sore limbs. You stopped in front of the mirror only to glare at your reflection.


"You." You pointed out at Shadow Bonnie in the mirror, but he mimicked your moves and words as if he was indeed you. But then again Shadow Bonnie is you. "Not gonna talk to be, huh?" You reached out to him, both of your hands grazing the mirror before your fingers came into contact with his. You stood there paralyzed as Shadow Bonnie smirked at your reaction. He grabbed your pale hand tightly and you screamed out in intense pain, feeling your body shake as the pain traveled through your veins like wildfire. With your other hand, you gripped on the sink counter firmly while struggling with the other. Just as the pain stopped, Shadow Bonnie lets you go which caused you to fall on the floor, trembling.


Shadow Bonnie chuckled and dissolved in the mirror without a word. You looked down upon yourself again in horror, realizing what Shadow Bonnie did to you. He was transferring his memories onto you from your past life. Each and every single memory were in clear detail. You just learned that you weren't the one who had to be saved; it was Springtrap. Springtrap, the love of your life, was the one who needed to be saved, not you. You had been saved a long time ago when you were crushed within the spring locks. You knew the origins of yourself and Yariel's. You knew what to do, it had dawned to you all of a sudden.



"Tonight, I'm gonna save Springtrap. Not just him, but everybody else too."


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You cautiously made your way to the Office, paranoid about the Phantoms and Yariel himself. You nervously bit your lips as you sat down on your leather chair before observing your desk, noticing something new. "Oh, was this the present?" You rolled your chair forwards to take a closer look at the new figurine on your desk. It was you and Springtrap holding hands and smiling at each other which was sculpted in a plastic material. You couldn't help but feel a certain red tint on your cheeks when you held the item. Javier somehow remembered your (h/c) locks and bright (e/c) orbs. You couldn't help but crack a smile at the cute gift before setting it aside in a dark corner.


"(Y/N)! Thank God you're alright!" You looked up to see Springtrap in his human form once again making his way to the Office with a dangerous smile. You invited him in and realized the lust of insanity faint in his eyes. "You okay, Springy?" You frowned with concern. Springtrap kissed your cheek softly, the kiss tingling on your skin. "It's nothing. I got carried away this morning with one of the Phantoms." You raised a brow at this new information he was telling you. "Freddy was talking horrible things about you and I snapped. I killed him just like what you did to Chica."


"I can't believe that you're still out in a murderous rampage."


"I don't understand how you love me at all."


"Shut up, you dork." You kissed him on the nose and he scoffed, looking away with a hidden blush. You zoned out, deep in thought until Springtrap brought you back to your senses. "Do you sense that? That dark energy?" Springtrap's ears perked up and his eyes were rolling around trying to find the source. You glanced at the time that read 11:59PM before focusing on the dark aura that Springtrap was sensing.


"I can't sense anything--" You interrupted yourself once you actually felt something dark. 'Ah, he's here too. Then I know what I must do.'


"Night 6, no one has ever gone this far. I'm going to protect you until my last breath, (Y/N). I'm sorry--" You interjected Springtrap. "We're not gonna die, at least I hope not. But, promise me that we'll be together no matter what." Springtrap nodded at your promise, accepting it. "Anything for you."



You cracked a smile and closed your eyes, "Good." You squeezed Springtrap's hand.




12:00AM



You heard banging on the window panel, the delicate glass cracking within every pounding. Springtrap growled and held a defensive stance.




Your name is (Y/N) (L/N).





You heard the glass shatter completely before opening your eyes.






And this was your final night.