Gold.... just gold... [CryCassidy]

Chapter 1: Post-The Bite of '83

[Writer's notes: hi everyone, i'm trying to keep this as close to the canon lore as possible. please note there will also be specific theories involved, theories explaining why William Afton is a bad father, and the Michael is FoxyBro theory, just to name a few. the big one in this book and the main focus, however, is the Cassidy X Crying Child ship]

''can you hear me? i'm sorry....''

those words.

Evan had heard those words a mere second before his heart stopped. 

before he died.

that prank gone wrong was a horrible memory. a fatal one.

he knew that his older brother, Michael, never wanted to actually kill him. sure, Michael had locked him in his room just to torment him by jumping him with the Foxy mask because Evan was afraid of animatronics, but that was it. this fatal prank was never meant to be the end of Evan. it was just meant to be a harmless, older brother trolling prank.

but Evan had squirmed. his tears, and his movements, made Fredbear's mouth go right down on his frontal lobe.

now, Evan was a ghost. he watched Michael, they're sister, Elizibeth, and they're mother, Clara, oversee his grave in grief, and in mourning. but.... where was his father?

where was William?

Evan watched as Elizibeth had eventually died as well. he kept watching as everything went to horrible things. his parents divorced despite Evan not knowing it was because William was becoming a neglectful madman, and now William was just.... gone.

in what appeared to be a black void of some sort, Evan saw his plushies, particularly his Fredbear one. Evan never understood why his parents didn't just tell Michael what for. sure, he knew his mother wasn't around because she was at work or something, and Michael had known that, but William? why was William not doing a damn thing about his situation? had he stepped in and taught Michael that his actions were bad, or if anyone did, that bite would have never had happened. Evan would still be alive, and he knew this.

''why didn't you help? why didn't you stop him and his friends from doing that prank?'' Evan asked his plushie. he knew it was pointless, but he still felt as if he was obliged to do so.

''you are broken. we are still your friends...'' he suddenly felt the plushie speak.

''we will put you back together''

then Evan was alone. the plushies faded. he didn't know Jack about what was going on.

now, the big question in his mind:

was his father always this man who never cared? who always ignored him, like he was invisible?

the Bite of '83. that death was remembered under that name.

and now, it was 1993, 10 years after Evan's fate was sealed by accident. he had even seen Michael have his insides scooped out. prior, he had seen Elizibeth had possessed Circus baby, a creation of they're father's. but why was she made? why did William try to keep her away from her? why was he right to try to stop her?

Evan roamed the pizzaria one day, holding his Fredbear plush. the only friend he knew. 

what was left that would be of him?

''what am i doing here? why do i still bother? what has father been doing?'' Evan asked himself.

just then, he felt as if there were other ghosts. other children.

''wha-'' Evan jumped. and in the center, there was a young girl, somewhere around his age or something. she had black hair, with yellow scrunchies having two black ponytails sticking out the sides. she had a yellow shirt, and black overalls with a red heart in the middle.

''you don't know anything about William, do you?'' the girl asked.

''who are you?'' Evan asked, curious.

''i am Cassidy'' she revealed.

Evan felt safe, to his surprise. he knew there was someone he could trust at last.

''and what is your name?'' Cassidy asked.

''Evan Afton.'' 

''Afton....?'' Cassidy suddenly had a more sour expression. ''your his son?''

''yes. i think father's name was William'' Evan said.

''....you don't know what your father has done. your father.....

killed me, and the others.'' Cassidy spoke. ''in a yellow rabbit suit''

suddenly, Evan felt hurt. he felt betrayed by William. he thought that William was just neglectful.

but William was a whole different level of cruel.

[Writer's notes: i'm gonna bolt out these chapters more. i'll do the same on my other FNAF books until August 13th, just so i can celebrate the 10th anniversary of Five nights at Freddy's]