C.C.’s POV:
'It’s Dark. Why is it so dark?' I think to myself as I hold my Fredbear plush close. I’ve hated the dark, I don’t know why. Then I heard something, it was talking.
???: “I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me…”
???: “Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton!”
???: “Try this on for size! Mya-ha!”
Suddenly I felt the room heat up. Not that I mind, it’s too cold with Cassy. I feel the door loosen and I push it open. I see a flying kitty with a tall boy chasing him around. 'Blue fire? Why is the fire blue?' I walk out and hold Fredbear close. The boy and flying cat had run out of the room. Then I noticed I was in different clothes. After a few minutes of looking over the long robe, I followed the boy. I end up behind the boy, a weird man with a bird mask holding the kitty with a rope.
Bird mask: “The culprit appears to be that familiar of yours.”
Bird Mask: “You're the one who insisted on bringing it, so curtailing its behavior is your responsibility!”
Before the tall boy could reply the Bird Masked Man made eye contact with me.
Bird mask: “A child? Never mind, you must keep an eye on your familiar!”
Tall Boy: “First, just tell me one thing: Where am I?”
Bird mask: “Hm? Have you not fully regained consciousness?”
Bird mask: “The timespace teleportation must have addled your memories…”
'I’m being ignored, lovely.'
Bird mask: “Well, these things happen, I suppose.”
Bird mask: “I shall explain it to you while we walk. Truly, my magnanimity is boundless.”
I grab the tall boy’s robe and hold Fedbear close as we walk out of the library into a courtyard.
Bird mask: “*Ahem* This is Night Raven College. It is an institution for students the world over who demonstrate a rare aptitude for magic.”
'Magic? That's cool, I wonder what kind of magic it is!'
Bird mask: “It is the most prestigious academy of its sort in all of Twisted Wonderland. And I am Dire Crowley. Having been entrusted with its care by the chairman, I serve as headmage.”
'Crowley? That's the bird man's name?'
Tall boy: “Magic?!”
Crowley: “Only those who the Dark Mirror perceives as having a talent for magic are admitted to the college. Those who are selected are summoned to the campus through those "gates," which can appear anywhere. A black carriage bearing one such gate should have come to meet you.”
'The horseys! They were attached to a carriage!'
Tall boy: “I do kinda remember a horse with a scary face…”
'The horseys weren’t scary, but then again, big Fredbear is much scarier.'
Crowley: “That black carriage serves to receive a student chosen by the Dark Mirror.
It too bears a gate that connects to this campus. And as you know, sending a carriage to meet someone on a special day is a time-honored tradition.”
'Tradition? Like what me and my friends do on snowy months?'
Tall boy: “So this carriage dragged me here against my will?”
Flying Kitty: “Mmfff! Mmmmmmfff!”
Crowley: “ Now, let us attend to your orientation.”
I move up and grab Mr. Crowley’s sleeve. He smiles at me and we walk to this tradition.
***Interesting Facts***
-C.C. is confused
-C.C. has an illusion disc, which hides his true form
-C.C. and the missing kids don’t remember the holidays, they only know that they celebrate during a certain season
-C.C. likes cats since they are calmer than most other animals
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The Winged Child
FanfictionC.C. thought that it would be a normal day in his prison. What will happen when he goes to a complete different universe? Will he make it back home? Warnings: violence and basically every other warning you could give to FNAF
